Chapter 69 Anger

Finding something wrong, before Venerable Ye opened his mouth, the old man opened the barrier of sword intent before him, and the others did the same, and strengthened the barrier to the maximum before they could speak.

It's just still too late.

The scabbard, broken.

The black scabbard as hard as fine steel fell off from the long sword at this moment and turned into a puddle of powder. Now, it was completely scrapped. At the same time, the fairy sword Lihuo Hongling also showed its true appearance.

The fiery red thing is different from the slenderness of the ice blue sword, it is a very [well-proportioned] sword.

The upper and lower sides are equal in width, and the length is moderate. If you ignore its powerful momentum and only look at the appearance...

very common.

The hilt, blade, and tsuba are all missing.

Its whole body is fluorescent red, like a piece of glass, thin and transparent, and the scenery behind the sword body can be faintly seen.

Without the seal of the scabbard, the hot air of the fairy sword was released without reservation.

Looking over, the hot air distorted the sight, this long sword obliquely inserted into the whetstone was more like a dancing red silk.

This is the origin of the name Li Huo Hong Ling.

At this time, the scabbard shattered, and the thing blocking the fairy sword had disappeared, but unlike before, there was no sea of ​​fire now, but only the ultimate sword intent.

The faint sound of sword chant instantly passed through the entire Shu Mountain, affecting...everyone.

"This is……"

"Did you hear..."

"Am I deaf?" A stupid and cute Shushan disciple was dumbfounded.

Temporary deafness, as long as it is where the sword chant passes, everyone is like this.

Even His Holiness was not spared.

It's just that the Venerable recovered very quickly.

"This is……"

"It's over..." Looking at the powder on the ground, the old man pointed at the fairy sword, shook violently a few times but didn't say anything.

This is the painstaking effort of the Shushan predecessors in the past... and now it is so broken.

"What's wrong with Xianjian today... I..." The words weakened as they spoke.

He has no right to criticize Lihuo Hongling, so he can only sigh silently.

After all, the fairy sword has a spirit. Although it does not show the mountains and dews at ordinary times, it is real.

It sleeps in Shushan for the sake of the human race, what can they say.

The old man squatted down, and tremblingly picked up the black powder under the sword, like quicksand, the powder fell from his fingertips.

At this moment, he was bleeding from distress.

"Be careful."

Just as the old man was carefully picking up the powder of the scabbard, a gust of gentle sword energy threw him out.

"What are you doing?" Standing up, the old man glared at Venerable Ye angrily. He is in a very bad mood and has nowhere to vent his anger. Who doesn't cast his eyes on him.

"...Dangerous." Venerable Ye said.

"..." Hearing this, the old man looked over, only to find that he had gotten too close to the fairy sword in order to pick up the scabbard powder.

On the ground, a few pieces of hot scorched earth showed what happened before.

When he realized it, his back was covered with cold sweat.

Fortunately, the fairy sword is only a warning this time... Otherwise, he might just lie down.

I almost forgot... when there is no threat from the demon species... no one is allowed to approach the fairy sword.

Just when the old man was afraid... the sword chant became louder and louder, and the main direction of transmission was the floating sword peak.

At this moment, Xuechen shook his head helplessly.

"Your temper is really good, so you don't get angry like this, no, you're still a little angry..."

There was a bit of anger in that emotion.

After a while, Xuechen seemed to have heard something, looked to the east, and said, "Politeness? What kind of politeness, I don't understand."

"..."

"Don't talk to me about being willful, and don't talk about great truth."

"You can be willful if you are willful, what can you do to me?"

Xuechen stepped forward with a single step, and the sword moved forward.

"..."

"I know this is Mount Shu...I, I hate Mount Shu." Xuechen responded.

At this time, her mood became more and more strange, as if she remembered something bad, her vertical pupils narrowed a bit.

The sound of sword chant gradually increased, and ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

"Teach me?" Xuechen seemed to hear something ridiculous, opened his mouth wide, and his eyes were full of madness.

"Let's not talk about whether you can do it or not, the important thing is..."

"You are not qualified to teach me a lesson. In this world, there is only one person who can say such things, and this person...is definitely not you." As he spoke, a trace of hatred appeared in the air.

"Oh? Are you talking about the pain?" Xuechen's voice gradually increased, with killing intent.

"Back then, since you chose to stand by and watch, you are not qualified to tell me what to do today."

"Including this hypocritical Shushan..."

"I hate this place." Xuechen gradually calmed down, shook his head, and returned to indifference.

"There is no reason for me to like Shushan who is dying."

"..."

"Even if it's you, it's never a human race, let alone Shushan, is it you?"

"……"silence.

"Everyone is equally selfish. It's polite to call you sister. Don't really act like a sister. It's disgusting." Xuechen waved his hand.

She had already forgotten her original purpose at this time, and quarreled with an unnecessary voice.

"..." After a moment of silence, a wave of scorching heat came from the east, swept over many Shushan disciples, and burned the air.

"Teach me?" Xuechen raised his mouth, raised his hand, and raised his ice-blue rapier to point to the east.

"If you can do it, come!"

……

After a while, the imaginary sea of ​​flames did not appear, Xuechen was taken aback for a moment, then put down his sword, his eyes were a little more inexplicable.

"I forgot...you were imprisoned by a group of people..."

"It's boring."

……

"Om..."

At this time, the aura of the fire element increased dramatically.

A group of venerables looked at the whetstone in disbelief.

The immortal sword actually has the tendency to act independently?
How can this be?

If it is really allowed to leave this cave... then things will be a big deal.

"Everyone..." The frivolous man was interrupted before he could speak.

"I know, don't talk nonsense, don't hurry up and work hard."

At this time, all the venerables worked together to suppress Li Huo Hongling's movements.

"Almost..."

"left……"

After a while, they maintained a state of high effort, barely stopping the movement of the fairy sword.

It didn't stop there, Yinghong appeared again.

After the explosion, there was another sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, this time, because the fairy sword itself was moving, the leak this time was not serious.

But we can't just let it go... It's just that the venerables have run out of strength to suppress the fairy sword.

"Master."

"Master Ye."

At this time, several figures appeared again.

They are not venerables, but they are not much different. They are all top figures in Shushan Disciple Peak.

"Unexpectedly, even you, Master..." The new man looked at the "luxurious lineup" in the cave, and was very shocked.

These people... get together, but they can still be used?
"Stop talking nonsense, I'll leave the leaked fire spirit to you, hurry up." A venerable said.

"Yes." After receiving the order, dozens of newcomers also joined the ranks of suppressing the immortal sword.

The sword intent reaches the sky, and the fire lotus is vertical and horizontal.

At this time, Shushan's high-end combat power was fully assembled.

 It's still a mobile phone... Also, I'm going to start working hard to save manuscripts... I didn't understand anything before
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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