If the swordsmanship just now was majestic and majestic, like a real dragon walking like a dragon and an emperor walking like a tiger, then the current swordsmanship has become ghostly, as cold and terrifying as the underworld.
What Feng Ziyue is using now is the Netherworld Sword Technique, which is known as the magic sword!
Under the Nine Bends of Huangquan, there is a netherworld hell. It is freezing cold all day long, without seeing the sun, and the death energy condenses. The netherworldly energy of Huangquan is the most poisonous poison in the world!
Of course, this ethereal world is illusory and is just a legend after all.
But someone really understood the malice and coldness of the Netherworld and created a set of Netherworld Sword Techniques.
When this sword was used, even the innate guardian messenger in black shuddered involuntarily.
Under the entanglement attack of this set of swordsmanship, the Five Poisons Mysterious Miasma seemed to have completely lost its effectiveness.
"If your heart is ashen, you are in the Netherworld! No matter how poisonous things are in the world, how can they be more poisonous than the human heart?" Feng Ziyue softly chanted the sword art in his mouth, feeling the vicious mood of the founder of the Netherworld Sword Art. He got this in the previous life.
When practicing the sword technique, it is the moment when one's heart is filled with despair and one is determined to take revenge, so one can better understand the subtleties of it.
His mentality was very different in this life, but when he was in this realm, he was able to display some of his essence. The guardian messenger in black was not aware of the sudden change in his sword skills, and was actually stabbed by his strange sword circle, leaving a scar on his shoulder.
A wound.
A sword hurts someone and makes him sad!
The guardian messenger in black felt a cold current coming from his shoulders and straight into his chest. His whole body was shivering uncontrollably. The lower half of his body was paralyzed and unable to move. In panic, he quickly turned over and retreated in a state of embarrassment.
This is the weird and magical thing about the Netherworld Sword Technique. It is not only the sword that hurts people, but also the cold and cold aura of the Netherworld.
Just now, the Five Poisons Mysterious Miasma was restrained by the majestic Dragon Qi of the Emperor. Now, in a competition with the Yin Poison, it is unable to defeat the Zhiyin Zhipo, which is the Netherworld Qi. The Five Poisons Mysterious Miasma cannot penetrate even one step of the sword light with the gloomy Yin Qi.
The guardian messenger in black was panicked and couldn't believe it.
He was a great innate master, but he was restrained to such an extent by an acquired warrior. This was so embarrassing for him!
What's more, his martial arts is inherently unpredictable. Even if he meets an innate master of the same level, if the opponent is caught off guard, he will easily suffer losses.
The Heaven-covering Xuan Qi Lock and the Five Poison Xuan Miasma are both extremely sinister techniques in themselves.
It's just that he was restrained by that boy's Emperor Dragon Qi, what's the situation now?
He is poisonous, Feng Ziyue is more poisonous than him! He is yin, Feng Ziyue is more yin than him!
Who created this kind of weird and unpredictable swordsmanship that reaches every corner without leaving any room?
He was extremely frightened, and his skills were compromised again - after all, this guardian angel had never fought with anyone for many years. When he met a weak person, he was naturally powerful, but once the situation was unfavorable, he didn't know how to adapt, and the more he fought, the worse he became.
In a hurry.
"laugh!"
The blade of the sword grazed his cheek, and the black-clothed guardian messenger felt a chill on his face, and even more frightened in his heart. He ducked sideways and was hit by another sword on his left shoulder.
"Oh!"
The sword hit both shoulders and his body was paralyzed. The guardian messenger in black could not block the ghost-like sword skills. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.
"Can I still run away from you?"
The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword swept across, and then lightly touched the ankle of his right foot. The guardian messenger in black groaned, stood unsteadily, rolled into a gourd on the ground, and fell down from the eaves!
Feng Ziyue held Gan Ningshuang in his arms, jumped up, and kept moving his sword in the air. He was still tapping the guardian angel's joints. After the Nether Sword Technique was used, the black-clothed guardian angel was stiff and unable to move. There was a crash,
It hit the bluestone floor of the patio courtyard heavily.
"Now...can we have a good talk?"
Feng Ziyue fell gently, holding Gan Ningshuang in his arms, like a feather, falling to the ground silently, but the tip of the sword was also silently placed on the throat of the guardian messenger in black.
In an instant, the face of the guardian messenger in black turned red. He wanted to rise up to resist, but he was powerless. A kind of panic and humiliation that he had never experienced before came to his heart. He glared at Feng Ziyue fiercely, without thinking at all.
The meaning of compromise.
"Who is behind you?"
Gan Ningshuang took a deep breath, this was the thing she wanted to figure out most.
What is the purpose of asking the saints of the Five Immortals Sect to sacrifice themselves one after another for thousands of years and end their flower-like lives?
If it's just for that promise, that's it.
If someone makes trouble out of it, she will never tolerate it!
From a thousand years ago to the present, the fifty-six generations of saints of the Five Immortals Sect, including her mother, Mrs. Huaying, must not die in an unclear manner.
The guardian angel in black closed his eyes. He didn't want to and didn't dare to answer this question.
The tip of Feng Ziyue's sword used a little force and pierced his skin, causing blood to flow out. The guardian messenger in black opened his eyes in panic, his face was pale, and his mouth was full of sounds, but he still didn't say a word.
"No matter what secret you keep, it will never be more important than your own life."
Feng Ziyue's face was cold, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly. With just a little more force, he could cut his throat, "Say it, and I will spare your life!"
The expression of the guardian messenger in black changed slightly, as if he was considering the credibility of his words - but soon, fear took over his heart again, he shook his head and closed his eyes again.
Feng Ziyue frowned.
From this point of view, the person behind this guardian messenger is probably not that simple.
Faced with the threat of death, this guardian messenger in black didn't want to tell the secrets he knew, but Feng Ziyue could clearly see that he was afraid and he didn't dare to say a word.
This deep-rooted fear even surpassed the fear of Feng Ziyue's sharp sword point at his throat.
Who is it that can make an innate master afraid of being like this?
"You are afraid - but you have to think about it, no matter what he threatens you with, it is nothing more than the word death. If you refuse to reveal it, you will die now. Wouldn't it be better to live a little longer?
"
Feng Ziyue was still trying to persuade him, but the guardian messenger in black seemed to be determined. He closed his eyes and refused to say a word.
Feng Ziyue sighed. Under the threat of death, this guardian messenger was still so strong. I was afraid that he would not be able to ask anything for a while.
"Teacher, go search him and see if there is anything..."
Only then did he let go of his hand on Gan Ningshuang's slender waist. Suddenly he felt something was wrong, so he quickly retracted it and smiled awkwardly.
Gan Ningshuang nodded, she knelt down and reached out to the guardian messenger.
At this moment, the guardian messenger in black suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of fear and panic.
"careful!"
Feng Ziyue reacted quickly, grabbed Gan Ningshuang's hand, pulled it back forcefully, put the sword back, and retreated!
boom!
I saw fire suddenly appearing in the sleeves of the black-clothed guardian messenger. The bright fire hidden in the sleeves suddenly shined brightly and burned violently.
In just a moment, the black-clothed guardian messenger's body erupted with blazing white flames. Amidst his miserable howling, in just a moment, he was burned to ashes!
Gan Ningshuang's face turned pale and she couldn't say a word.
Feng Ziyue also exhaled frequently. When he looked closely, the bright fire had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few wisps of gray soot floating in the wind.
The guardian messenger in black who was so tyrannical just now had all traces of him wiped out from this world in an instant, and they didn't even know his name.
After a long time, Gan Ningshuang sighed, and a trace of color returned to her face.
"If it weren't for you...this would be my ending..."
She spoke quietly and said this.
"My mother also died in front of me like this..."
Feng Ziyue's heart tightened, and she saw Gan Ningshuang's eyes filled with tears, and she was crying silently. Feng Ziyue had never seen her like this. Sometimes Gan Ningshuang was charming and seductive, and sometimes she was so heroic, but she had never shown such a daughter.
state.
He accepted it for a moment and didn't know how to comfort him.
Gan Ningshuang burst into tears and fell into Feng Ziyue's arms, her whole body limp and weak. The saints of the past generations thought that they died to keep their promises and that it was just a well-deserved death. But when they saw each other today, it was clear that there was a lot in this thousand-year sacrifice.
If there is a deep conspiracy, then their deaths will be entangled with an unknown conspiracy.
In this case, she must seek justice for them no matter what.
"I can't let them die in an unknown manner. I must find the person behind this guardian messenger and ask clearly why he wants to kill so many of us?"
She fell softly into Feng Ziyue's arms, but the meaning behind her words was as firm as iron.
Feng Ziyue's heart moved and he said softly: "Teacher, I will definitely help you!"
Gan Ningshuang chuckled lightly, and at some point, she had wiped away her tears. She suddenly raised her head and looked at the tear-stained mass on Feng Ziyue's chest, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
"I lost my composure for a moment, so I lend my shoulder to lean on. I hope Xiaodie won't mind..."
After all, she is Yao Shuluo Gan Ningshuang, the last saint of the Five Immortals Sect who has been burdened with a thousand years of burden. It's okay to be weak for a moment, but she wipes away her tears, raises her head, and still smiles strongly.
Feng Ziyue smiled indifferently, and suddenly saw where the flying ashes were scattered, revealing a black bead emitting a ferocious light.
He flicked his sword, and the beads rolled over and landed in front of him.
"This is……"
Feng Ziyue was well-informed, but he didn't recognize this bead. Gan Ningshuang frowned, "This... this is clearly the Five Poison Bead! It's also a treasure in our religion, it can avoid hundreds of poisons, - it's actually like this
Coming?"
She reached out to pick up the bead and wiped it. She saw that the bead was about the size of a pigeon egg. It had a smooth surface and was completely dark. Under the moonlight, it shone with a strange light.
"Five Poison Pearls?"
Feng Ziyue vaguely seemed to have heard of this name. This thing is indeed a poison-proof holy object. It is said that if you wear one with you, you can be immune to all poisons. However, this thing is also a legend, and no one seems to have actually seen it.
Pass.
Gan Ningshuang nodded, "I once left one of these Five Poison Pearls in my teaching, but later disappeared. I saw it once when I was a child..."
The Five-Poison Pearl was always kept by her mother, Mrs. Huaying. It is said that it was passed down from her maternal grandmother. Gan Ningshuang liked it very much when she was a child. Mrs. Huaying also promised her that when she grows up, she will pass the Five-Poison Pearl to her.
But after Mrs. Huaying died, the Five Poison Pearl disappeared, and no one in the sect knew where the Five Poison Pearl came from.
Unexpectedly, the source of this bead is that the guardian messenger must be burned in order to obtain it - then it is no wonder why in the history of the Five Immortals Sect, there has only been one like this.
Gan Ningshuang played with the Five Poison Pearls in her hands, but her brows furrowed even more tightly.
What happened to this bright fire? Who instigated this guardian messenger? Why did they leave behind the five poison beads, a sacred object that warded off poison, after they were burned?
This series of questions left her unable to answer. After a long time, she shook her head and threw the Five Poison Pearl to Feng Ziyue.
"I have no use for this thing now. You can keep it for now. It can avoid Xiaoxiao's plot..."
Although Feng Ziyue's martial arts is high, he has not yet reached the innate level. Even if he does, someone will inevitably frame him secretly. This method of using poison is so pervasive that no matter how good a master he is, he will inevitably fall into the trap accidentally.
The Five Poison Pearls are said to be immune to all poisons, so if you carry them with you, they will always be of some use.
"Teacher, when you are refining medicine, you often encounter poisons, so it would be better to take this thing with you..."
Feng Ziyue wanted to refuse, but Gan Ningshuang glared at him, "That old guy burned this thing. What am I, a girl, doing with this thing?"
Feng Ziyue smiled bitterly, when did Yao Shura call himself a girl? However, he also knew that this was the teacher's kindness, so he thanked him repeatedly, then accepted it and hid it in his belt.
It was a coincidence that today came, and Feng Ziyue was a little scared when he thought about it. If he hadn't asked Tao Mu Gong and learned about the strange customs of the Five Immortals Sect, he felt in his heart and couldn't bear to come over to take a look. He was afraid that Gan Ningshuang would be taken away by the guardian messenger.
The bright fire that comes burns the body into ashes, and it will be impossible to find it when the time comes.
No wonder she suddenly disappeared in her last life, and no one had any news about her. Thinking of this, Feng Ziyue's expression changed and he couldn't help but shudder.
Gan Ningshuang checked the ground and found only a few ashes and nothing else. It seemed that except for the remnants of the Five Poison Pearl, there was no trace of this black-clothed guardian angel left in the world.
If you want to pursue it, the clues have been cut off here. If you want to find out the person behind the guardian messenger, it seems that you have to find another way - I just don't know if the guardian messenger is the only one in black.
However, if she is the person behind the scenes, in order for this thousand-year plan to proceed smoothly, she definitely has a back-up plan, and it is impossible to leave only one guardian messenger.
Only if he has follow-up actions, this matter can be traced. The best way for now is to wait and see if anyone comes to ask her to burn herself as a sacrifice.
Gan Ningshuang pondered for a long time, then suddenly remembered something, her face changed drastically, and she screamed.