Hidden Blade

The woman who calls herself XiangLiu is very strong.

Even if only inadvertently show the momentum is enough to match Xu Han in the summer that experienced three robberies of the immortal - Xie Minyu.

But at the moment when Xu Han glimpses the other party's hands, his heart is awe inspiring, and subconsciously he waves his sword.

That sword was in a hurry. Although Xu Han's physical state and internal cultivation had reached the immortal's realm at the moment, his sword was far from enough to defeat a strong man like XiangLiu.

However, at the moment of Xu Han's sword, XiangLiu took the initiative to step forward to meet Xu Han's sword. So the naked woman's chest was cut open a huge blood hole, the golden blood sprayed on the ground, also splashed on Xu Han's body.

At that moment, the attack of Qin Keqing and others stopped suddenly, and XiangLiu recovered the appearance of that wonderful woman.

Her mouth raised a satisfied smile, the body fell in Xu Han's arms.

She gently leaned against Xu Han's bosom, looked up at Xu Han, and then slowly stretched out her hand, stroked Xu Han's cheek, and said in a soft voice: "Emperor... XiangLiu is lucky to live up to his life... May the emperor break his cage as soon as possible, and the king will be in the starry sky..."

with this, XiangLiu's outstretched hand lost its strength and fell heavily, along with her vitality, at that time, it was all scattered 。

Xu Han naturally felt this.

At that time, his body suddenly began to tremble, a sudden surge of grief from his soul, his eyes became pitch black, and tears gushed from his eyes.

At this time, XiangLiu's body gradually emptied, and then turned into a strong black gas, which surrounded Xu Han's plate for several minutes, and then suddenly came to Xu Han's face, and the black gas suddenly poured into Xu Han's mouth at that time.

Xu Han didn't expect such a change. The black gas was pouring into his face. It seemed that he couldn't stop such a thing. He could only make his face miserable and his mouth could not stop crying.

"Mr. Xu!"

"Younger martial brother!"

Qin Keqing and Meng Liang finally recovered from the previous changes. They quickly came to Xu Han's side and tried to help Xu Han solve the problem. However, the black gas is very strange. Meng Liang and Qin Keqing are so exhausted that they can't drive this black gas away. They can only watch it continuously pour into Xu Han's body.

"Useless, this power has gone beyond the level of the heaven and earth..." when they were helpless, Wang Yangming, who had a weak breath on one side, slowly walked up to them. He took a look at Xu Han, whose face was painful, and sighed and said so.

"What about that? Is it difficult to look at younger martial brother like this Meng Liang was anxious and angry, and his tone of voice was also a little big. But he didn't notice that Wang Yangming was more and more weak.

Finally, after more than ten rest, the black gas finally poured into Xu Han's body. Xu Han's body immediately fell to the ground. Although he didn't fall into a coma, he still felt pain on the ground. His dark eyes were full of fierce light, and he kept whispering words that people didn't understand.

...

pain, anger and boundless grief lingered in Xu Han's chest, which made him unable to control himself.

He can clearly feel this layer after layer of negative emotions that have never been cut off are all from the devil who sleeps in his body, but he can't separate such emotions from his own emotions.

He tried his best to keep calm, but the more so, the colder the air lingered in his mind.

His mind began to flash through the picture.

He saw a man with a knife jumping up in the starry sky and cutting his brow.

He saw seven stars rising and enveloping him. Then he was blasted into the abyss.

He also saw countless stars and creatures destroyed and died in his hands, his feet were full of corpses, his hands were covered with blood, and tens of thousands of ghosts behind him were crying, yelling and roaring...

"what is the emperor saying? The emperor is the emperor. There is no one in whose body. The emperor is just not awake. " That XiangLiu's words linger in Xu Han's ears, and keep ringing in his mind.

Xu Han's headache was about to crack, and he began to wonder whether he was really the same person as XiangLiu said. The people in the sky wanted to kill him, not because they were cold-blooded and merciless, but because he was so heinous and deserved to die...

and the more he thought about it, the more painful his head was.

He felt that the demon in his body seemed to whisper in his ear. He said, "we are all one. If you resist me, you will resist yourself..."

"embrace me, and you will be free from the boundless suffering..."

"come on! Come on! Embrace me

The voice was continuous and stirring. Xu Han was biting his teeth and guarding his mind. Only in this way could he avoid being bewitched by the demon. But as time went on, his inner defense line became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that it was just a matter of time before he was swallowed up....

"what can I do, master?" Looking at Xu Han at the moment, Meng Liang felt more and more anxious. Although Wang Yangming has recovered his youthful appearance, he is not willing to examine whether such a title is appropriate or not.

Qin Keqing is anxious to squat in front of Xu Han, trying to help him up, but Xu Han's whole body is filled with horrible breath. Qin Keqing is so anxious that he can't stop crying, but he still can't get close to Xu Han.

Wang Yangming walked to Xu Han with a low complexion. Under the intense gaze of Qin Keqing, he stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on Xu Han's forehead. At that time, Xu Han, pale and ferocious, suddenly became quiet when Wang Yangming's hand was stretched out.

The terrible smell of his whole body began to dissipate, and the ferocious color on his face gradually subsided.

Wang Yangming looked at Meng Liang with a smile and said, "I can suppress the anger in his body for a short time, but what will happen in the future depends on his own nature."

Meng Liang was pleased with his speech and was about to say something, but he saw that Wang Yangming's body gradually became dim at that time, just like a candle in the night wind, which was bright and dark, as if it would dissipate in the next moment.

"Master... Are you?" Meng Liang could not help exclaiming.

"I gave you my life's sword spirit. It's only a matter of time before I die." Wang Yangming said with a smile, his face calm and incomparable.

Meng Liang's pupil suddenly enlarged after hearing the speech. He looked at Wang Yangming who looked like a teenager in front of him. He said in a hurry: "so, I will give you the sword spirit. You can rest assured that I can become an immortal without this sword spirit!"

Meng Liang said that, hastily at that time urged his whole body's strength, will own body's golden sword spirit to call out, the posture must return to Wang Yangming.

"The sword spirit of your life has been connected with you, and it is the foundation of your sword spirit at the moment. If you give it back to me, you will lose your life." Wang Yangming smiles and shakes his head. His appearance grows old at the speed visible to the naked eye, and in a flash he becomes the old man's appearance. He looked at Meng Liang lovingly in his eyes and said, "these two original sword Qi are my way. The ancients said that when they heard the way, they could die in the evening. I not only got the Tao, but also passed on. As a sword spirit, I am much luckier than most people in this world. "

When Wang Yangming said these words, his tone was so calm that people could not doubt that his words were not from his heart.

But the more he was like this, the more difficult it was to feel at the bottom of Meng Liang's heart. His body began to tremble, and tears surged in Wang Yangming's eyes. He asked in a choked voice, "but you don't have to die. You can live and teach me your Kendo again. You can rest assured that I will study it seriously this time. I will never go out and leave Jianling as usual Wang Yangming shook his head helplessly, then waved to Meng Liang and said, "you come here."

Meng Liang knelt down and crawled to Wang Yangming with his knees and looked at Wang Yangming with tears on his face.

After careful calculation, this year Meng Liang is already in his twenties and five years old. With his identity and experience, it is really a fantastic thing to cry like a child like this. However, the death of Munk a few months ago and Wang Yangming's departure today are superimposed on each other, which finally makes him unable to suppress his sadness, which makes him lose his state of mind.

Wang Yangming stretched out his old hand and gently wiped away the tears from Mengliang's eyes. He said in a soft voice: "you have seen the master of Senluo hall, you have seen the gods in the sky, and you have seen the ancient demons that have existed in the world since ancient times."

"The people in heaven don't want to see that there is a real immortal. If I enter his way, I will no longer be me, just like death."

"If I don't get into his way, I can't beat him, and it's a dead word."

"I give you my life sword spirit, and you will pass it on."

"In the future, there will be trouble in the world. With my sword spirit, if you are good at cultivating, the world will have a chance of vitality."

"It's the best and only way I can think of."

Wang Yangming said, taking back the hand on Xu Han's forehead. At this time, the last trace of his strength was fully absorbed into Xu Han's body, and the strength supporting his body completely dissipated. His body became more and more gloomy, and the golden sword in his hand was also full of cracks, and had reached the edge of breaking.

"So, there's nothing to be sad about. Take your younger brother to live well. No matter what others say, as long as you always remember what you are, that's enough."

When the old man said this, he reached out his hand and bowed respectfully toward Meng Liang. He said, "the road ahead is hard and dangerous, and the later thing..."

"I'll trouble you..."

after that, the old man's body finally dissipated completely, and the hanging golden sword fell to the ground at that time.

Dang!

With a crisp sound, the golden sword suddenly turned into powder when it fell to the ground, and the golden light particles scattered, covering the southern wasteland outside the sword tomb at that time...

the dark night was shining like dayTherefore, the life of the sword spirit who has been guarding Jianling for thousands of years has come to an end in the golden light.

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