Talisman Emperor

“If you make a sound, I'll kill you.” Chen Xi looked at the inner door disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, whose throat he strangled, coldly said, sighing in his heart.

Just after he finally came out of the mountain sword array around the ring, he bumped into the disciple of the cloud sword patrol in front of the mountain gate, helplessly, and had to restrain the man.

“You... who are you? This is Liu Yun Sword Sect. If you kill me, you will not escape! ”

This person's brains, narrow cheeks, lean as a monkey, named Liu Zheng, was strangled by Chen Xi at this moment, the divine color is angry and suspicious.

He really couldn't figure out how Chen Xiao appeared. As an inner gate disciple of Liuyun Sword Sect, he was very clear about the power of Zongmen Mountain Sword Protection Array. It was able to kill the presence of the Grand Master of Nirvana. In thousands of years, no one has broken into the great battle.

How can he not be shocked that there is now a man who walks out of the great array silently and has not yet triggered the restraint of the great array?

Is this guy more powerful than Brother Nirvana?

After the shock, Liu Yan raised a deep fear in his heart, and his heart had unconsciously treated Chen Xi as a "senior" who was deeply unpredictable.

“I'm not gonna kill you. How about we make a deal?” Chen Xiaoxin moved and said.

“No, I will not do anything detrimental to my Sword Sect, even if I die.” Liu Qian answered with great determination, Dayi Rin.

“Don't worry, it won't be hard for you.” Chen Xiao is a little admired for this guy's bone tone, and his tone gets softer, "you tell me where one lives, I'll give you a yellow grade Pingfa Bao, how about? ”

Yellow Pink Fabo? Liu Zheng's eyes lit up and she swallowed herself. She didn't even think about it. She didn't hesitate to say: "Okay! ”

Instead, Chen Xiao changed so quickly? This guy doesn't have any bones. He was just pretending.

“Senior, do you want to know where they are?” Liu Qianzhan smiled, and then patted his chest. "Senior, you can find the right one this time. You probably don't know, I Liu Qianren sent a nickname bag to ask. In Liuyun Sword Sect, there are no people I don't know! ”

“Well, I want to know where Chen Hao is.” Chen Xi said, taking out a yellow-grade pin flying sword from the storage ring and shaking it in front of Liu Xiao's eyes, "After telling me, this flying sword is yours. ”

Liu Zheng almost got his eyes shaken, his eyes stared hard at Chen Xi's flying sword, exhilarated: “Of course I know, Chen Hao, he is an uncle Xuansong's disciple, the sword skill of the left hand is very unusual, how could I not know? ”

“Where is he?” Chen Xi confirmed that what Liu Xiao said was true, because his brother's right hand was scrapped, and those who did not know about the sword repair on his left hand could not speak at all.

“Dragon...” Liu Xianzhu turned his eyes. "Senior, did I tell you that you would not kill me? ”

“You lead the way, after seeing Chen Hao, I'll let you go. I won't kill you in front of your disciples, will I?” Chen Xiao threw the flying sword at Liu Xiao's fingertips and said slowly.

“That's true.” Liu Xiao nodded.

Immediately, Chen Xiao carried Liu Xiao, turned into a light breeze and swept away towards the distance. With the point of the groundsnake Liu Xiao, Chen Xiao quickly arrived in front of a mountain peak.

The peak is huge, straight and sharp, but the top of the mountain is vast, looking out, like an umbrella, a sky mushroom, in a peculiar shape.

“This peak, called Dragon Plough, is the place of exile for my disciples to be punished by the Sword Sect of the Cloud. The day is hot as roast, the night is cold as ice, accompanied by the erosion of the rolling wind, and the environment is extremely harsh. ”

“Every day those disciples who are banished here dig a thousand kilograms of red steel ore in the belly of the mountain and collect a hundred kilograms of nine-star sand at the top of the mountain, like bitter miners. Every disciple who comes out of this place is tortured like a human being. That's terrible. ”

“About a year ago, your brother was deported here without knowing what the rules were, and it took three years to atone before he could return to Sect Mansion practice. ”

Liu Zheng talked, his expression of excitement filled with deep consternation, suddenly did not notice, Chen Xiao's face gradually became gloomy and cold.

Sure!

Indeed, my brother was still involved, persecuted by the Su family, and banished at this Dragon Plough Peak!

A year ago, when I first came back from the southern mountains. At that time, he killed the Li clan himself, which must have attracted the attention of the Su family. That's why... Chen Xiao could hardly have known without thinking. By the nature of his brother, he would never have committed a terrible disaster in violation of the rules of the gate. How could he not have guessed who did it because he was deported here?

Luckily, my brother is still alive. If he comes one more step later, the consequences are unthinkable! Chen Xi took a deep breath and pressed his anger into his heart. “Do you know where he will be now? ”

“Thousands of people have been banished from this Dragon Plough Peak. Ask someone and you should know.” Liu Zhen hastily noticed that the mood of the “senior" around him seemed to have become extremely bad. When he stopped talking nonsense, he feared that the trouble would come out of his mouth and hurt himself.

“There's no one here to watch? ”

“Yes, but in the daytime, the night doesn't have to be cared for. These people have worked all day and have been squeezed out of strength. Who has the strength to escape? Besides, this is Liuyun Sword Sect, or you can't escape from the mountain sword protection array. ”

Chen Xiao no longer said much. He flew with Liu Xiaofeng to the waist of Dragon Pluto Peak. There, there was a group of people whose clothes were ragged, their faces were dry and their hair was fluttering, resting.

It is now early in the morning, the cold air on Dragon Plough Peak is even worse, so cold that these people curl on the grass mat, even in their sleep, still shivering with Cersei, whose tragic appearance is worse than that of beggars in the open streets.

Pfft!

Liu Zheng walked forward very nicely, slapping a yellow wax on his face, his eyes deep in the middle age, asked: “Do you know where Chen Hao is now? ”

“Chen Hao? The one with the broken right hand? He should be at the top of the mountain by now.” Middle-aged people wake up from their sleep, vaguely answering.

Chen Xiao couldn't bear to take another look. Afraid of losing control of his anger, he immediately carried Liu Li and flew towards the top of the mountain.

At the top of Mount Dragon Pluto in the night, empty, silent and cold, endless cold air turns into white mist, swimming around, the gravel, rocks and grass on the ground condense on a thick layer of ice crystal, like a frost world.

And right now, there's a teenager, practicing his sword in the cold.

His shirt was shattered, his hair dirty and messy, and his skinny body was like a bamboo pole, yet his left hand held the sword steady. Stable as the pale of the cliff shore, the moves are quick and precise, precise as the ruler is carved out, the sword power thus shows a tangtangential, huge and shaky divine rhyme, like the Yangtze River, Weixiang Mountain, the momentum is huge and thick, like hiding a embroidered mountain river between his chest, hiding a huge sword lane, with the help of his hand, this waves out the momentum before his eyes pounding sword moves.

Whoa! Boo!

Surprisingly, there was no true spirit in his sword, but as long as the cold air rose in the earth that day, he would not dare to cross the thunder pool even after breaking apart when he reached the distance of his body.

Knock!

A crisp sound, his figure stagnated, and the sword disappeared, which made it clear where the wounded was holding the sword, distinguished by a truncated branch.

Hoo-hoo... Hoo-hoo... He sat on the floor, gasping violently, on a miserable white, lean face, only a pair of eyes bright and shiny, full of determination and perseverance.

“I can't rest, I want to be strong, I have to share the pressure for my brother, I have to avenge my grandfather, and..."

In muttering to himself, he struggled to get up again. When he stood up, even if he swayed, it was like the next moment was blown away by the wind, or he couldn't fall.

Eventually, however, he stabilized his body, trembled his left arm, lifted a truncated branch and waved his sword again.

Pfft!

Less than a minute later, he sat on the floor again, breathing heavily, his skinny cheeks grew more and more pale, and his eyes were filled with wires of blood.

“If I can't lie down, how can I admit I lost? I'm going to get stronger. My brother has given me too much. If I don't get stronger, he will be very sad...”

He spoke to himself, encouraging himself once and again, like a fool, a madman who never knew what it meant to succumb... he didn't even notice, just a short distance away, a pair of eyes stared at him, his eyes had been painful, angry, moved... all emotions flooded, condensed into tears, rolling over.

That man is Chen Xi, at this moment, he is crying silently, for seventeen years, he is only here, at this moment, can no longer hold his own tears.

The boy had tears that didn't burst, but didn't get to the sad spot.

“Xiao... Hao! ”

Nice, the skinny, pale-faced teenager, the teenager who fell over the top of the mountain and climbed up again and again, was Chen Hao.

When he heard the voice, he was obviously stunned and shook his head, grinning and mumbling: “I'm hallucinating again, how could my brother be here? ”

“Hao! ”

This time, the sound on his ear was so real, so unbelievable that Chen Hao raised his head so hard that he saw a figure that he could no longer be familiar with, standing beside himself.

“I'm not dreaming, am I?” Chen Hao opened his eyes and his lips trembled.

Chen Xixi's heart poured out an unspeakable pain, tears streamed across her, reaching out to hold her brother in her arms, holding her tight, like a younger brother still in swaddling.

“It's true, not a dream, Hao, can I get you out of here?” Chen Xi's voice was low and dull, like a wounded wolf.

“Hmm...” Chen Hao seemed too tired and promised, but people were already asleep.

“Sleep well, wake up tomorrow and cook your favorite meal for you.” Chen Xiao took a deep breath and put his brother on his back and walked down the hill.

“If you take him away like that, it'll only hurt him. ”

At this time, a clear and Vietnamese voice rushed in the distance, accompanied by the sound, the thick cold fog on the top of the mountain suddenly ripped open a mouth, a middle-aged man in a simple robe, floating to.

He has a beautiful face, broad eyebrows, a long body, and a handheld goose feather fan, like a teacher in a secular private school, with a juicy smell.

Chen Xiao was too lazy to say any crap at this moment, and his figure flashed, even going towards the top of the mountain.

However, just as his figure had just moved, he felt a huge and ambitious aura, coming from all sides, that horrible pressure was like a huge mountain, making him immobile, there was no room for even a struggle.

It's amazing! How far should this person go in fixing to suppress himself alive with breath alone? The tremendous shock in Chen Xixin's heart made him realize that the middle-aged man in front of him was a profoundly unpredictable master!

Pfft!

Liu Zheng, who had been watching from afar, seemed to have been scared. On his knees he knelt softly and shouted: “Disciple Liu Zheng, you have met Uncle Xuan! ”