Chapter 139: The Millennium Black Anaconda Swallows the Wizard
An Jing glanced at the woman in surprise, but he didn't expect that she could recognize the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand at a glance.
The Evil-Suppressing Sword was forged by the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and only the masters of the Great Zhou royal family have seen it. Although the map has been circulated in later generations, the person who can recognize this Evil-Suppressing Sword at a glance is by no means ordinary.
An Jing touched the hilt of the sword in his hand and said calmly: "Your Excellency and I have never met each other. Why do we kill each other as soon as we meet?"
"It seems this is a misunderstanding."
The woman in black raised her eyebrows slightly and then said.
"Misunderstand?"
An Jing sneered, "Your misunderstanding almost cost me my life."
The woman in black chuckled softly: "Your Majesty, you are really joking. Your evil-suppressing sword almost killed me when it flew from a distance. Since you and I have ulterior motives in going to Nanhua Mountain, why bother here?"
Why waste time on trivial matters?"
An Jing heard that there was no change on his face, but he secretly thought in his heart that his main purpose of going to Nanhua Mountain today was for the golden pill, and there was no need to waste time with the woman in front of him.
Seeing that An Jing was silent, the woman in black continued: "If I have the opportunity someday, I will definitely pay you a visit and apologize to you. Although I don't know why I went up to Nanhua Mountain, I can tell you a piece of news. These seven
There is another master behind the evil sect, and his cultivation level is still higher than mine, but I don’t know if he is above Nanhua Mountain."
An Jing raised his eyebrows.
You must know that the woman in black in front of you is in the realm of smallpox, and there are actually people above the realm of smallpox in Nanhua Mountain. They can only be half-step masters and masters in the master realm.
Not to mention the masters at the master level who have seen the dragon but never seen the end, the masters at the half-step master level are all famous masters in the world. For example, Li Fuzhou is a master at the half-step master level, and the four peaks of the Zhenyi Sect
The peak master is also a half-step master.
The Qisha Sect is not even ranked among the seven major sects in the Great Yan Jianghu. There are actually masters in the sect who are half a master. How can people not be surprised?
However, An Jing did not come here to challenge the master behind the Qisha Cult, so he was not afraid at all.
An Jing pondered for a while and asked, "I wonder if you know where the library of the Qisha Sect is?"
"Just go left after exiting this door."
The woman in black said, "I have some important things to do, so I'll take my leave first."
After saying that, the woman in black straightened her body and walked away into the distance.
"Go out to the left..."
An Jing did not hesitate and walked out of the door quickly.
On the Nanhua Mountain, there are overlapping peaks, the moon is like water, and there are many towers, just like a fairyland. Most of these are the styles left over from Nanshu architecture. After hundreds of years of repairs, they basically still retain their original appearance.
An Jing walked out of the room and looked around, feeling like he was in a fairyland on earth.
Both of them had just exercised great restraint in their moves and suppressed their energy. Obviously, the masters of the Seven Evils Cult were not aware of it.
An Jing walked out of the hut with a hidden compartment, and then walked to the left.
Along the way, I saw only a few disciples of the Seven Evils Sect, all of whom were quite good in cultivation, and a few had even reached the fourth-level realm.
Then I saw separate courtyards one by one.
Passing through these courtyards, you can see a tall building in front of you, with three big characters engraved on it: library.
There is a small wooden house next to it. In the wooden house is a master of the Seven Evils Sect, whose cultivation level is in the third level.
Lou Xiangzhen told him that the golden pill was among the stone statues in the Nanhua Mountain Library.
"Hurry up and take the golden pill."
An Jing took a deep breath, swayed his body, and got into the library. However, in the wooden house, the master did not even notice that someone had slipped into the library.
The library of Nanhua Palace was elegant and beautiful. It was said to contain hundreds of thousands of books at that time. However, Nanhua Palace was later destroyed and most of the books were taken away by the Yan royal family. Then the Qisha Cult moved in here.
In Nanhua Mountain, the library was renovated again and the sect's martial arts books were moved in.
No matter within any sect, the place where martial arts is stored is a top priority, let alone a large sect such as Qisha Sect.
Rows of bookshelves are filled with books, including not only allusions to anecdotes and historical books, but also martial arts, encyclopedias, craftsmen, and the like.
An Jing walked deeper, hoping to find the stone statues that Xiangzhen mentioned, but soon he discovered that there were only rows of books here, and there were no so-called stone statues at all.
"Impossible, it should be impossible for Lou Xiangzhen to lie to me."
An Jing frowned, and then searched again, but couldn't find the so-called stone statue. "Did the Seven Evils Cult discover the secret of Kanemaru in the stone statue?"
At this moment, a harsh howling sound spread throughout Nanhua Mountain.
"Oh no!"
"Elder Gou Feng's Life Gu and Elder Meng Dong's Life Gu were broken."
"Someone has broken into the forbidden area."
"Quick, someone in Qisha Palace wants to assassinate the leader."
.......
A noisy sound rang out, and the entire Nanhua Mountain was in chaos.
An Jing quickly walked to the top floor of the library, and looked at the chaotic Nanhua Mountain below and was shocked. He knew that Gou Feng was the one who killed him.
But he didn't go to assassinate the leader of the Seven Evils Sect. Could it be that it was the woman in black just now?
Didn't she say that there are masters in the Seven Evils Sect who are stronger than her? How dare she take action? And why did she want to kill the leader of the Seven Evils Sect?
An Jing took a deep breath and continued looking for the stone statue.
Suddenly, on a square platform on the top floor of the library, two crystal clear stone statues, like white jade, appeared. They were a pair of boy and girl.
"Tip: There is a cyan opportunity (left stone statue) near the host."
"Tip: There is a blue opportunity (right stone statue) near the host."
At the same time, a long-lost reminder came from the Book of Earth.
"found it."
Seeing this, An Jing's eyes couldn't help but shine with a glimmer of light. Then he stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet and held the two white jade statues in his arms.
"A cyan opportunity, a blue opportunity, what's going on?"
An Jing picked up the white jade stone statue and looked at it, and then suddenly realized that the stone statue on the right was very heavy. It didn't look big, but it seemed to weigh dozens of kilograms.
"Um!?"
Looking through the white jade statue, something seemed to be beating inside. Looking closer, it was clearly a cocoon, and something seemed to be beating inside the cocoon.
And the moment the white jade statue was picked up from the stand, a thread suddenly broke.
"Chichi! Chichi!"
The next moment, a strange sound came.
An Jing looked around.
I saw several black Gu insects swarming from all directions, rushing towards An Jing, or in other words, towards the white jade statue in his hand.
"There are so many Gu insects here?"
The moment An Jing saw the Gu insect, he frowned.
Those black Gu insects were so densely packed that they seemed to have turned into a black ocean.
Sonorous!
An Jing pointed at the swarm of Gu worms, and the exploding Qi energy surged and fell on the Gu worms instantly, making loud noises.
Although the black Gu insect's skin was very solid, it was still broken into pieces by the powerful force.
These Gu worms are much stronger than the Gu worms in the tunnel. Not only do they look much bigger, but the leather armor on their bodies is also a bit more solid.
.......
Nanhua Mountain, the back hall of Nanhua Hall.
In a quiet room.
A white-haired man was sitting on a futon, surrounded by dozens of red Gu insects.
Each of these Gu bugs is the size of a fist, has sharp mouthparts, and is extremely bloodthirsty. Just looking at them can make people shudder and feel chilled in their hearts.
This person is the leader of Qisha Cult, who is now retired.
Feng Xiu looked at the Gu worms in front of him, with a trace of fascination in his eyes, and whispered: "By next year, I wonder if these twelve red bloodthirsty Gu can develop a purple bone-eating Gu."
He spent countless efforts and energy on these twelve bloodthirsty Gu, hoping that one day he could cultivate a purple Bone-Eating Gu, so that he could use the Bone-Eating Gu and the Nanman's special martial arts to refine his body.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "I'm afraid this bone-eating Gu will cost a lot of people's blood, right?"
"who!?"
Feng Xiu's heart suddenly trembled. He looked towards the source of the sound and saw a woman in black standing not far away, holding a cold long sword in her hand.
Being able to quietly walk into his quiet room is really terrifying.
When Feng Xiu saw this, he said in a solemn voice: "You are..."
The woman in black asked coldly: "Feng Xiu, you killed my disciple Bai Yu'er three years ago, do you remember?"
"Bai Yu'er!?"
Feng Xiu was suddenly startled, "Are you Wang Ningshui?"
Bai Yuer, he will naturally not forget this name.
Three years ago, when Wushuang Palace and Qisha Cult were fighting for control of Nanhua Mountain twenty years ago, he led his men to secretly attack and kill Bai Yu'er, the palace owner of Wushuang Palace at that time.
Because Feng Xiu's cultivation was only at the human flower realm, and Bai Yu'er was also at the human flower realm, he was not sure that he could kill Bai Yu'er, so he had no choice but to make this move.
And Bai Yu'er's master was none other than Ning Shui, the famous unparalleled sword king in the Dayan Jianghu.
"It seems you still remember."
The woman in black nodded after hearing this.
Feng Xiu felt a chill in his heart and whispered: "Senior, didn't he retire to the world?"
Wang Ningshui sighed softly, "I originally thought I could see through the world and withdraw from the world, but the facts tell me that this world is not something I can just quit if I want to."
Only those who have truly stepped into the arena know that you can withdraw from this arena if you want to.
Feng Xiu seemed to sense the murderous intention in Wang Ningshui's heart, and began to drive the Gu insects around him.
"laugh!"
Wang Ningshui raised her eyebrows slightly and drew the sword in her hand.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The sword was raised, and the cold light sealed the room with ice, and dozens of Gu insects instantly turned into a blood mist.
Feng Xiu's face was also spattered with blood, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Do not move."
Wang Ningshui said calmly: "Tell me exactly how the Qisha Sect has colluded with the Nanman clan over the years, and I might be able to give you a happy death."
Feng Xiu wiped the blood from his face, his heart twitching, "I don't know what Senior Wang is talking about."
Wang Ningshui's eyes narrowed into a slit, "Aren't you still willing to talk about it? For example, you sold women to the Southern Barbarians, and you fed the Southern Barbarians Gu worms with their flesh and blood, and practiced forbidden martial arts."
"you you....."
Hearing this, Feng Xiu could no longer sit still, and there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes.
These things he did were very top-secret, and even some elders of the Qisha Sect didn't know he was the one who did it. How did Wang Ningshui know about it.
Seeing Feng Xiu's expression, Wang Ningshui felt even more sure, and then couldn't help but ask: "The Southern Barbarians are an uncivilized tribe, and some tribes still drink blood like hair and blood. You actually sold the people of my Great Yan Kingdom to the Southern Barbarians at a low price. How can you use me?"
The flesh and blood of the people of the Yan Kingdom feed the Southern Barbarians' worms... Don't you have any conscience at all?"
The dispute between the Qisha Sect and the Wushuang Palace was motivated by interests, so he could still understand what Feng Xiu did.
But she really couldn't understand why Feng Xiu, a member of the Yan Kingdom, would do such an outrageous and unscrupulous thing.
Do some people really have no bottom line at all?
"conscience?"
The panic in Feng Xiu's heart gradually subsided, and he said coldly: "Is conscience useful? How much does it cost to buy a pound?"
Wang Ningshui didn't speak, just looked at the white-haired man in front of her quietly.
"If you don't have any strength, you're a fucking piece of shit. Who's going to look at you?"
The more Feng Xiu talked, the more courageous he became, and he said ferociously: "When I have a conscience, everyone bullies me and humiliates me. Everyone wants to shit and piss on my Qisha Cult. What do you think of the seven major sects today?"
He is not a sanctimonious person, but is extremely filthy in private. The deacons in various places of the True One Sect, the temple masters who support female officials to entertain guests, and the princes and nobles, whose hands are not full of blood and whose feet are full of bones, in their eyes are nothing more than common people in the world.
It’s just livestock they raise. You might as well ask them, where is their conscience? Who is really conscientious?”
Wang Ningshui's eyes turned cold: "You have become possessed."
"Am I possessed?"
Feng Xiu sneered and said: "Senior Wang, you are already stupid for retreating into the world. This world will never change. Only strong strength is the foundation. Other things like conscience are all bullshit and worthless."
"Only people who live a good and happy life have such a conscience. People like me don't deserve a conscience."
Wang Ningshui looked at Feng Xiu and did not interrupt him.
"Senior Liangmo..."
At this moment, Feng Xiu saw Wang Ningshui behind him, with a look of surprise in his eyes.
Liang Mo!?
Naturally, Wang Ningshui is familiar with this name. He is a wizard from the Southern Barbarians.
Those who can be called wizards in the Southern Barbarians have unfathomable strength and lofty status. They have an extremely powerful voice in any tribe and are even the spiritual leader of a tribe.
The word wizard is a symbol of power and strength in the Southern Barbarians, which is supreme.
With the development of the Southern Barbarians in the past few hundred years and the growing tribes, the number of Southern Barbarian masters has gradually increased, but the number of wizards has not increased much.
If the southern barbarian wizard was here, let alone killing Feng Xiu today, it was a matter of two questions whether he could leave.
Wang Ningshui frowned and looked behind her. There was nothing behind her hands, and no one was there.
"good chance!"
When Feng Xiu saw this, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he slapped Wang Ningshui in the back with his palm.
He used all his strength in this palm and did not hold back at all.
But just when his palm was about to get close to Wang Ningshui, his arm suddenly stopped and he could no longer move forward even an inch, as if he was being shackled by some kind of shackles.
"The realm of smallpox!?"
Feng Xiu felt the energy, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.
Wang Ningshui said coldly: "Since you are willing to be the Nanman's dog, then I can only send you off."
"Pfft!"
Wang Ningshui didn't hold back at all, and stabbed hard with his sword, directly piercing Feng Xiu's throat.
"Gurgling---!"
Blood flowed down his neck.
Feng Xiu felt that his life breath was constantly passing away, and the strength in his hands was also disappearing. Then he fell to the ground with a plop, and his body even convulsed: "I...I...there is a Nanman in my body."
Gu worm, if I die, you will be exposed, and Liang Mo is really in the sect. I advise you to leave as soon as possible without him noticing."
"Southern barbarian Gu insect?"
Wang Ningshui was shocked when she heard this, and quickly whispered: "You mean, you are controlled by the Southern Barbarians?"
Fengxiu fell to the ground and grinned, "I...my Fengxiu is voluntary, who can control me? I want Qisha Sect to become the national religion of Dayan and the state religion of the world, and I will be Fengxiu for Qianqiu.
Wanzai..."
Before Feng Xiu finished speaking, he died.
"What can control you is your own desires."
Looking at Feng Xiu lying in a pool of blood, Wang Ningshui sighed deeply.
She knew that Fengxiu told her this on purpose.
"Go quickly."
Wang Ningshui took a deep breath and walked towards the quiet room.
But the moment she walked out of the quiet room, a figure appeared in front of her.
The man stood under the moonlight, as if he had merged with the moonlight. He was quiet and natural. He was wearing ancient Nanman costumes and a strange hat.
Because he had the moonlight behind him, his appearance could not be seen clearly.
But Wang Ningshui frowned.
"Unparalleled Sword King Ning Shui?"
The man asked aloud.
His voice was hoarse and a little dry, obviously he was very old.
Wang Ningshui clenched the sword in her hand and said, "Wizard Liangmo?"
Liang Mo nodded and said with emotion: "I have heard about the name of Wushuang Sword for a long time. Now I see it, it is really extraordinary. It actually entered the Qisha Sect silently and killed the leader of the Qisha Sect.
."
Wang Ningshui said calmly: "Compared to Wizard Liangmo, I am a small witch. Wizard Liangmo has infiltrated my Dayan, slaughtered countless people in my Dayan, and raised Southern Barbarian Gu insects. We still don't know it."
."
Liang Mo smiled. Although he was smiling, it made people feel a chill. "You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense. I am a worshiper of the Qisha Sect. How can I come here secretly?"
, Besides, I have been in Dayan for several years, but I have never killed anyone from Dayan."
"Yeah?"
Wang Ningshui clenched the long sword in his hand and said, "I wonder when Buddhism was established in the Southern Barbarians?"
"I don't know if there is Buddhism in the Southern Barbarians, but for you today, I am willing to break my prohibition on killing."
After Liang Mo finished speaking, he stretched his palm forward.
The majestic energy surged towards Wang Ningshui like a tide, with the sound of howling wind and thunder.
Half-step master!
It was just one move, but Liang Mo revealed his great strength.
In addition to practicing Gu, the Southern Barbarians are also very strong in physical training and martial arts, ranking third in the world after the current Daxue Mountain and after Buddhism.
"The wizards of the Southern Barbarians are indeed extraordinary."
Wang Ningshui narrowed her eyes slightly and waved the sword in her hand.
laugh!
A ray of cold light surged away, and the two of them crossed paths in an instant.
Under the moonlight, the figures were so confused that they could no longer be distinguished.
Although Wang Ningshui is in the smallpox realm, Liang Mo is a half-step master, with powerful fists and terrifying momentum.
In just a few dozen moves, Wang Ningshui was already at a disadvantage, and this was even when Liang Mo didn't use all his strength.
"Boom!"
Liang Mo randomly punched out, and the air seemed to be dispersed, making a deafening sound.
Wang Ningshui's color turned pale, and she quickly put the sword in her hand across her chest.
Countless air currents surged in, as if turning into a spiral vortex.
Wang Ningshui is extremely talented in swordsmanship, but he is not considered the best in the world. Although he has not reached the fifth realm, he is now at the peak of the fourth realm.
Under the collision between the two, Wang Ningshui retreated backwards as if he had suffered a heavy setback.
The battle between the two naturally shocked the followers of the Qisha Sect on Nanhua Mountain. The death of Feng Xiu, the leader of the Qisha Sect, was also discovered, and dozens of masters from the Qisha Sect rushed over.
Liang Mo looked at Wang Ningshui in front of him and said calmly: "The person in front of me is the murderer who killed Sect Leader Feng. You guys stand up for me and watch me capture this person."
In an instant, everyone in the Qisha Sect looked at Wang Ningshui with fierce expressions in their eyes.
The face of the Qisha Sect's great elder also looked uncertain.
Normally, it seems that the leader of the Qisha Sect is giving orders, but those who truly know the truth know that it is the Liangmo wizard from the Southern Barbarians in front of him who is really speaking.
If I can please the favor of Wizard Liangmo today, I might even be able to get the position of leader.
"Let's go!"
Wang Ningshui knew that she was no match for Liang Mo, and with the menacing Qisha Cult members beside her, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. She waved her long sword in her hand and flew away into the distance.
"Don't let the thieves escape if you don't worship me." The great elder of the Qisha Sect shouted quickly.
He had just received news that someone had broken into the 'forbidden area', and it was very likely that he was the master in front of him. If people knew that the Seven Evils Sect had colluded with the Nanman, then the Seven Evils Sect would most likely be exterminated.
"Don't worry, she can't leave."
Liang Mo straightened his body and followed him.
...........
Library.
After An Jing killed dozens of Gu insects with one sword, he knew that he might have been exposed, so he put away the white jade statue and flew down the mountain.
At this moment, a familiar shadow appeared in front of him.
"Let's go!"
Wang Ningshui saw the ghost swordsman in front of him and shouted coldly.
An Jing was slightly startled when he saw Wang Ningshui. Before An Jing could react, Liang Mo's figure appeared behind him again.
"Saint Yuan Gu!?"
Seeing An Jing holding two white jade statues, Liang Mo's expression suddenly changed, and then he said in a deep voice: "I don't know who you are, but I would like to advise you, don't take things you shouldn't take."
Compared to the Saint Yuan Gu in front of him, Wang Ningshui who killed Feng Xiu and entered the forbidden area is not worth mentioning at all.
Saint Yuan Gu was half his life's work.
From the qi released by Liang Mo, An Jing had already noticed that this person's cultivation level was around the half-step master level. He had already obtained the stone statue and did not want to get entangled with him at all, so he headed down the mountain in the distance.
"Want to leave!?"
Liang Mo suddenly stamped his foot, and the bluestone beneath his feet suddenly turned into cracks, and his figure turned into black light and disappeared instantly.
"Are you coming after me? Is it because of the white jade statue?"
When Liang Mo's figure disappeared, An Jing felt a chill on his back and quickly used the Fuyao Nine Heavens Movement Technique.
boom!
A shadow of a fist struck, hitting An Jing just where he had just landed. Suddenly, a huge sound came, shaking all directions.
The punch failed, but Na Liangmo's expression remained unchanged, and his fists flew out again, like beating drums.
An Jing retreated further, as if to avoid his sharp edge.
"Who is this person? He is no weaker than Wang Ningshui?" Liang Mo couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw An Jing avoiding his two punches.
You must know that none of the great masters of Dayan Jianghu have come out of the mountain, and half-step masters rarely travel around the world. Some masters of the smallpox realm are at the top. At this time, it is quite amazing that Wang Ningshui comes up on Nanhua Mountain. I didn't expect that there is another one.
A master who is not weaker than Wang Ningshui, how can Liang Mo not be surprised by this?
An Jing's retreating figure suddenly stopped, and there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his black eyes.
Rays of golden light surged behind him.
Brahma Heart See Me!
I saw a black light emerging in front of me, and Liang Mo's figure flashed again, and the shadow of his fist enveloped him like a mountain, as if he was going to defeat him with one move.
However, An Jing never backed away from Liang Mo's punch.
An Jing's expression remained calm, and then he pointed a little ahead.
I saw those two violent and domineering Qi energies striking together heavily.
boom!
A violent light swept across the world, like a scorching sun rising from the place where the fists collided, and the terrifying shock wave of air flow raged, and the ground collapsed layer by layer directly under this impact.
"How is this going?"
"Isn't Liangmo Zongfeng the cultivation level of a half-step master?"
"There are still people who can fight against Grandmaster Liangmo without falling behind?"
.........
Several Qisha Cult masters following Liang Mo came in a hurry, and their hearts trembled when they saw this scene.
They stared closely at the center where the qi machine was raging.
boom!
Qi swept across, and the two figures clashed together again.
An Jing's feet were on the ground, and every step he took would leave a collapse on the ground below, which showed how strong Liang Mo was.
He took dozens of steps back in this way, and then he forcibly stabilized his body. A golden Buddha light surged out and emanated from his back.
"what happened!?"
Wang Ningshui also found that Liang Mo no longer chased him, but instead went to deal with the ghost swordsman, and couldn't help but frown.
Liang Mo took three steps back, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
The power of the master!
After the exchange of moves just now, he actually felt a hint of the power of a master.
"Golden Bones?"
Liang Mo looked at An Jing and said calmly: "Sir, if you put down the pair of white jade in your arms, I can treat it as if this never happened."
Naturally, he didn't want to let the two people in front of him go. After all, these two people might be accomplices, and they might have entered the forbidden area. But now that the man in black robe was holding the Saint Yuan Gu, he was somewhat unable to use his hands and feet.
Wang Ningshui said from the side: "This man is a good example of the Southern Barbarians. His words cannot be believed."
Liang Mo narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Ningshui in the distance, with murderous intent in his heart.
An Jing played with the white jade statue in his hand, "This thing is not originally your Nanman's, why should I give it to you?"
Naturally, he didn't believe Liang Mo's words. Besides, there was a cyan chance and a blue chance between these two stone statues. How could he give it to the person in front of him?
"In that case, there is nothing left to say."
The moment Liang Mo's voice fell, the internal energy in his body surged like a vast river or lake.
A powerful Qi pressure spread from it.
"Your Excellency, please try to punch me again?!"
Liang Mo punched out again, but this time, when his punch roared out, not only did the terrifying body carry a powerful force, but what was even more shocking, there was also a torrential force rushing out like a mountain torrent.
Vast air machine.
It was like a torrent running through the heaven and the earth, and anything that stood in the way would be completely destroyed.
Liang Mo's punch would have been seriously injured if he had been hit head-on if he was at a high level of smallpox.
The energy penetrated the heaven and earth and was reflected in An Jing's pupils. His expression was also quite solemn at this time, but there was no so-called fear in the solemnity.
An Jing stretched out his hand, and the evil-suppressing sword struck forward.
Boom! Boom!
The two figures intertwined with each other, and each collision was like the earth shaking, shaking the heaven and earth.
And below, the masters of the Qisha Sect looked solemnly at the hard collision in the sky. The sweeping impact scattered the surrounding houses and trees.
And in this short period of only a few dozen breaths, the two figures in the sky had already fought for dozens of rounds.
"This ghost swordsman is really powerful. This swordsmanship is beyond my comparison."
And Wang Ningshui also saw that An Jing's sword power should be in the fifth realm, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Watching the confrontation between the two, the expressions of the masters of the Qisha Cult changed drastically, and they were in an uproar.
"Who is this person?"
"A master who is half a master is not an unknown person in the world."
...........
After the two exchanged blows for dozens of rounds, An Jing was breathing heavily, the arm holding the sword was a little numb, and blood was flowing down the tiger's mouth.
Although the southern barbarian wizard in front of him was not as powerful as the half-step master he met at Willow Villa, he was still at the half-step master level, which put great pressure on him. If he hadn't been perfected by the golden bone tempering, he might have been defeated long ago.
Already.
There was a cold light surging in Liang Mo's eyes, as if he had reached the limit of his endurance.
The internal energy in the body gathered into the various meridians of the body. At the same time, a huge shadow appeared behind him, and an awe-inspiring domineering aura slowly exuded, which was frightening.
"Since I came to Dayan, I have not used my Southern Barbarian martial arts." Liang Mo stared at An Jing with bloodthirsty eyes and said slowly.
An Jing also stared at the shadow behind Liang Mo with solemn eyes. The sense of oppression was not something that ordinary people could feel.
The next moment, the evil-suppressing sword in his hand moved.
Nine-character sword formula! Linzi secret!
The sword surged away, like the water of a broad river falling from the sky, continuously and endlessly.
Liang Mo snorted coldly and punched forward. The surging punch force was so domineering that it seemed to punch through the air in front of him.
This punch made everyone present tremble inwardly.
Even Wang Ningshui in the distance subconsciously took a few steps back.
The moment the sword light and fist force collided, the surrounding area trembled, and a wave of energy raged in all directions.
An Jing took three steps back, not knowing why he always felt a little strange.
His eyes passed through the vast wave of energy and looked at Liang Mo in the distance, and found that there seemed to be a sneer on the corner of the latter's mouth.
Liang Mona punched out again.
The art of soaring snakes!
The punch fell, and the world dimmed instantly. The huge yellow snake in his hand shot out suddenly, and a strange sound echoed in the sky. With the punch, a terrifying domineering force swept across the world, and the surging giant snake spread out.
He opened his mouth so wide that he seemed to swallow An Jing whole.
When the punch came out, even An Jing's heart was shocked, and the skin all over his body tingled.
boom!
The body-protecting air around Anjing collapsed in an instant, apparently frightened by the incoming giant snake.
Liang Mo stared at An Jing indifferently, as if looking at a dying person.
The violent surge of energy directly defeated all the sword lights. In the face of absolute strength, An Jing was still half a step behind the master.
The remaining strength also hit hard, and he was like a small boat in a violent storm.
At this time, the bright golden light refracted out, directly removing all the energy.
"What a powerful swordsman!"
Wang Ningshui looked surprised when she saw this. If she had been punched where the Ghost Swordsman was, she would have been seriously injured even if she had survived.
"Perfect golden bones? Tianwu level body refining martial arts!?"
Liang Mo was shocked when he saw this, and then suddenly felt inexplicable panic.
"Plop!" "Plop!"
His heart began to beat rapidly, an uncontrollable beating, and the blood in his body began to flow rapidly.
"How is this going?"
Liang Mo bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to calm down.
Below, the people of the Seven Evils Sect looked horrified, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
Behind Liang Mo, a huge ferocious snake head emerged, with a pair of triangular eyes emitting cold light.
The huge snake head is like a small mountain. Under the huge body, Liang Mo looks so small.
"hiss--!"
Liang Mo seemed to sense something, and then turned around to look, his whole body was startled.
All he saw was a snake head with its mouth open, rushing toward him. All his vision went black, and he was submerged in the boundless darkness, unable to move.
Liang Mo didn't react at all, and was directly swallowed by the huge mouthparts.
The world was quiet, except for the sound of the thousand-year-old black anaconda swallowing.
Everyone in the Seven Evils Sect had dull expressions on their faces, and everyone had been frightened out of their wits.
Liang Mo, a half-step master, was actually swallowed by the black anaconda.
That was a half-step master. There were not many masters in the entire Southern Barbarians, but he was buried in the mouth of that black anaconda and became the black anaconda's food.
An Jing let out a breath, jumped up, and landed on the back of the thousand-year-old black anaconda, turning into a stream of light and heading down the mountain.
It wasn't until the Thousand-Year Black Anaconda had left for a long time that everyone in the Qisha Sect came back to their senses.
"It's... so terrible."
"Who is that person?"
"Is that a mysterious beast just now?"
"A half-step master died like this?"
.........
The Qisha Cult masters swallowed their saliva, each one still immersed in the scene where the strange beast devoured the half-step master.
This is really terrible and appalling.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that a half-step master died like this.
With that powerful visual impact, they will never forget what happened today in their lifetime.
"Oh my god, who is this?"
The great elder of Qisha Sect turned pale, and looked at the retreating figure in a daze.
Wang Ningshui was also shocked, then thought of something and followed quickly.
.........
In the early morning, Dongluo Pass and Dongluo Tower.
Zhao Qingmei sat in front of the dressing table, looking at the golden flower rouge in her hand, as if recalling her days in Yuzhou City, she couldn't help but chuckle.
"I don't know if my husband is up yet."
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly, picked up the rouge with a hairpin, mixed it in her hand, and applied it on her lips.
The red sandalwood exudes a faint cool fragrance, and the hollow-carved bronze mirror inlaid with mutton-fat jade reflects a peerless face, gorgeous and coquettish. When talking and laughing, it seems that all the beauty in the world is dim.
"Leader!"
At this moment, Yu Qiurong's voice sounded outside the door.
"Come in." Zhao Qingmei said calmly.
"Creak!"
The door opened and Yu Qiurong walked cautiously.
Zhao Qingmei's boudoir is not so easy to enter. Even she rarely has the opportunity to come in. I think the leader must be in a good mood today.
Yu Qiurong thought for a while and then said: "There is a secret message coming from Yuzhou City."
Zhao Qingmei heard this and subconsciously said: "Who heard this from Yuzhou City?"
"Dharma Protector Tan."
Yu Qiurong took out the secret letter and presented it with both hands.
"oh?"
Zhao Qingmei took the secret letter directly and opened it eagerly.