The traces of blood condensed into a Mohist inscription hanging in the air. When Xu Zhan pushed it out with a heavy palm, the inscription suddenly ignited with flames, directly burning through the boundary wall of Ning Yuansheng's small world, followed by the inscription.
Scattered in all directions, burning the entire small world to ashes, and in front of them was a figure that was hit by Ning Yuansheng's palm and fell to the river. It was Lin Wanhua.
Lin Wanhua was the first to face the enemy, so she suffered the most serious injuries. The moment her body hit the water, a curved river opened up behind her, and wisps of sword energy overflowed, and she stopped abruptly, and right here
In an instant, Ning Yuansheng's little world was burned to the ground, and the overwhelming power of heaven and earth that seemed to press on his state of mind suddenly disappeared.
"Senior Xu Zhan!?"
Lin Wanhua shuddered slightly.
"Defend the enemy!"
Xu Zhan arrived in the air, and with strong sword energy wrapped around his body, he hit the body of a great demon of the Twelve Realms. He waved the sword blade continuously, and suddenly dozens of sword lights shot up into the sky, forcibly blowing the body including Ning.
Su Qingjiu was rescued from being besieged by seven demons including Yuan Sheng. Xu Zhan's face was pale at this moment. Every time he swung his sword, a line of sword energy separated and fell into the river.
As time passed, the river below him continued to rotate, and wisps of golden light rose up, forming a Mohist formation unknowingly.
"Su Qingjiu, Lin Wanhua!"
Xu Zhan said to the two of them in his heart: "I'm here to contain them. You find an opportunity to leave. Once you escape, go east to meet Xu Shuo immediately. You three must go back alive!"
"senior!"
Su Qingjiu's beautiful eyes were filled with a faint golden mood. The power of Jian Xin's telepathic power was almost exhausted. She frowned and said, "You can't leave. Ning Yuansheng has already destroyed the energy here for hundreds of miles."
The machine seal is dead."
"How will you know if you don't try?"
Xu Zhan continued to draw his sword under the cover of Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua. At the same time, a golden thread in his heart seemed to be ignited. For a moment, the Mohist Twelve Realm Sword Immortal was even stronger than Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua.
With his sword intent and sword energy, at this moment, Xu Zhan was already burning his heart to resist the demon clan.
"Senior Xu Zhan, why bother?"
Lin Wanhua murmured: "Su Jianxian and I... will die if we die, why do you need to do this?"
"You two, try not to die if you can."
Xu Zhan kept swinging his sword and was besieged by many big demons. He suffered more and more injuries, but his voice was unusually hearty and he said with a smile: "Without Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua in the human world, the swordsmanship will be like a long night without shooting stars, but
Missing me, Xu Zhan... is actually nothing. There are people like Xu Shuo in the new generation of the Mo family's ancestral family, so I, Xu Zhan, am not destined to die."
He looked to the east and said: "Even the head brother has drawn his sword from the lower world, how can I, Xu Zhan, lose the face of the Mo family's ancestral family?"
As he spoke, he smiled and said: "I have sealed this area for dozens of miles with a Mo family's Tianjue Formation. I only left one Shengmen in this formation. After a while, when I activated the formation, I used willow leaves.
As a token, you two can just follow Liu Ye and leave. I, Xu Zhan, will stay here. Even if I die, I will have to support a few big demons!"
"senior……"
Su Qingjiu frowned slightly.
"Don't hesitate!"
Xu Zhan said in a deep voice: "If you two can't leave, my death will be worthless. I, Xu Zhan, am old and can leave without worries. But... can you bring me a message to my daughter Xu?"
Tsing Yi?"
"Senior, please tell me!" Lin Wanhua said.
Xu Zhan swept his long sword, and at the same time launched three natal flying swords to attack the demon clan, but his eyes were full of gentleness, and he said softly: "Tell that girl, liking someone is a very important thing, but if you like
If this thing doesn't make you better, try not to like it."
"take note of it……"
Lin Wanhua bit her red lips.
"Okay, get ready!"
Xu Zhan suddenly stepped on the void, and his body suddenly retreated. He raised his hand and bit his index finger, and reflected a wisp of blood in the sky. In a blink of an eye, the river below his feet swirled rapidly. Within dozens of miles, there was rising golden light from the Mohist formation, and just below
In one second, a willow leaf flew out of Xu Zhan's sleeve, and Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua followed the willow leaf out of the formation along a zigzag trajectory.
"Not good!"
Ning Yuansheng said angrily: "They want to leave, let me chase them!"
"Just stop chasing me."
Xu Zhan stepped towards the river, and suddenly the rays of light from the Mo family's Tianjue Formation soared into the sky, forming countless golden cages, trapping Ning Yuansheng and other great monsters in place.
"OK!"
Ning Yuansheng's face was twisted and ferocious. He watched Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua go away with their swords. There was a chill in his eyes and he said with a smile: "Xu Zhan, your Mo family is really nosy, you are such a nosy person."
The head should be placed on the altar table in Zushan, so that all the monks in the demon world can see the style of the Mohist sword cultivator in the 12th realm of the human race!"
"rest assured."
Xu Zhan smiled casually and said: "If I, Xu Zhan, die, I won't leave any oil stars for you bunch of beasts!"
As he spoke, he pointed the blade of his sword, and suddenly the sword heart in his body buzzed!
"Not good!"
Long Zheng was shocked: "He is going to blow up the sword's heart!"
How terrifying is it for a great swordsman of the Twelve Realms to explode his sword heart?
"Each of you can protect yourself!"
Ning Yuansheng couldn't care less, and suddenly removed one of the fan bones of the Weeping Blood Fan, crushing it directly and turning it into a golden armor to protect the body, while Long Zheng and others gathered sword gangs, demon gangs, etc., all
Everyone was trapped by Xu Zhan's Tianjue Formation, but the impact damage from Xu Zhan's self-destructing sword core at close range was impossible for them to avoid.
The Mohist Twelve Realm Sword Cultivator, who was covered in injuries, looked very free and easy. He gently rubbed the sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Old man, I didn't expect that you would be buried for me in the end..."
Saying that, Xu Zhan looked to the east and laughed: "Brother, Xu Zhan is leaving!"
…
"Bang——"
There was a loud noise, and the whole ghost world was shaken. The power of Xu Zhan's self-destructed sword heart was terrifying. It directly flattened a small part of the Kusong River, and a group of big monsters very close to Xu Zhan were like a storm of sword energy.
They were like broken leaves. Even the great demon Ning Yuansheng of the Thirteenth Realm vomited blood. One arm and one leg of Long Zheng were blown to pieces. The other great demons were not much better. There were even three ten-level demons.
The Great Demon of the Second Realm turned directly into a blood mist and became a sacrifice for Xu Zhan, the Mohist Sword Immortal.
"Senior Xu Zhan..."
A hundred miles away, Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua turned back together. They already understood everything, and their eyes were filled with tears.
"gone."
Lin Wanhua gritted her teeth: "Go and meet Xu Shuo!"
"Um!"
Not far from the two of them, a figure in a red dress appeared. It was Cao Ying, the master of Xiuyi Xuan Pavilion. Following Cao Ying were two great demons of the Twelve Realms.
"Su Jianxian, Lin Jianxian, save me!"
Cao Ying gritted her silver teeth.
"snort!"
Su Qingjiu and Lin Wanhua swung their swords at the same time, blocking the two big demons dozens of miles away. Immediately, the three of them flew to the upper reaches of the Kusong River with their swords. The entire downstream water transport had been extremely seriously damaged.
Coupled with Xu Zhan's self-destructive sword blow, the monster deep in the river bottom has naturally become less and less connected with the Fourteenth Realm.
"What's going on over there?"
Cao Ying asked while flying.
Lin Wanhua frowned and said, "Senior Xu Zhan blew himself up with his sword and died in order to save us."
"..."
Cao Ying pursed her red lips and looked towards the direction of the explosion, with a bit more respect in her eyes. The human swordsman was so heroic, and the Mohist swordsman Xu Zhan detonated his sword to kill the demon. How magnificent was it?!
On the contrary, compared with the turmoil in the temples of the Great Shang Dynasty, how broad-minded and free and easy are the great swordsmen of the upper five realms like Xu Zhan of the Mohist family?
Cao Ying frowned slightly, then laughed at herself, "Why should you be envious? You, Cao Ying, are worthy of being compared with Xu Zhan? After following King Jinan for so many years, have you done too many dirty things? Don't envy the human swordsman who is so heroic."
, you Cao Ying are not worthy at all.
…
The snow-covered Tianchi Lake is hundreds of miles away in the east.
"well……"
The fourteenth-level Mohist giant with scars all over his body landed on the top of the mountain. Although he still looked like a fairy, he was somewhat embarrassed. The Seven Treasure Sword Box behind him was distorted and deformed by the sun, moon, water and fire sticks. The two flying swords directly
Damage, this trip to the lower realm is neither smooth nor smooth, and even if the old gentleman from Wenlin had not come, his life might be in danger.
"The great son of the Mohist family."
Juzi stepped forward and said respectfully: "See Mr. Fu Sheng, thank you very much for your help."
The old gentleman smiled: "We are all doing things for the human race, so don't be polite."
After saying that, the old gentleman looked to the west and said softly: "Don't be too sad..."
"fine."
The eyes of Juzi from the Mo family were slightly red, and he said: "My junior brother has never been able to enter the Thirteenth Realm. He has many knots in his heart and is too spoiled to his daughter. He is full of shortcomings, but one good thing is that he is a bit like you scholars. He does his duty."
He looked to the west and couldn't help but feel a sore nose. He said, "There has never been a coward in our Mo family, let alone my junior brother Xu Zhan?"
The old gentleman didn't know how to comfort him, so he just took off the wine gourd, handed it to Mo Juzi, and said, "Would you like a sip? The wine made by my family in Suihan is one sip too short."
The rich man of the Mo family took it unceremoniously, raised his head and took a sip. When he saw the distressed look on the old man's face, he immediately returned it and said with a smile: "It's much better. It's time to return to the ancestral home of the Mo family, old man."
Woolen cloth?"
"Go to the mountain top garden to see Suihan's disciples."
"Too."
…
Tianji City, Baibao Pavilion.
The shopkeeper, who was wearing a green dress, was a little sleepy, so he lay down on the table and fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed that he was back when he was a child, and his father carried him on his shoulders, picking yellow apricots from the tree in the backyard of the Mo family's ancestral home.
.
"Daddy, higher, higher!"
The little girl bared her teeth and claws at the tree.
Xu Zhan, who was holding his daughter in his arms, had a smile on his face and said softly: "Slow down, slow down."
After picking the apricots, Xu Zhan put Xu Qingyi down, rubbed her head dotingly, and said with a smile: "Daughter, daddy is gone..."
…
"ah?!"
Xu Qingyi suddenly woke up from her dream, her pretty face already full of tears.
