Zhikarizhen walked slowly to the man and said in a deep voice.
"Yuan... cough cough... Yuan An" Tian Hensheng raised his eyelids tiredly and coughed a few times. A few strands of blood slowly oozed from his mouth and nose, and his once soft voice became hoarse, as if he had broken hair.
Dry cotton wool.
He must have just been tortured. His tattered clothes were stained with blood, revealing his flesh and blood. Iron chains had penetrated his limbs and were intertwined on his chest. Ten swollen fingers were covered with gold needles, and the needles were blue.
It exudes a fishy smell that makes people feel sick.
This was the internal strife of the Tianmo Sect that forced him to hand over the "The Demon Sutra of Transformation into Freedom". Zhi Shouzhen looked at Tian Hensheng for a moment, pointed his sword at the opponent, and said calmly: "I will fight you fairly, can you?"
Tian Hensheng blinked his small eyes and was stunned for a while, and suddenly understood: Yuan An was telling himself that even if he was facing him one-on-one on the Zhangshui River, it would still not be considered a fair battle.
It's a pity that I didn't understand it at that time.
"Ahem, do it." Tian Hensheng gave a wry smile, raised his head, and looked squarely at the shining sword edge. From his eyes, Zhi Qingzhen couldn't see any fear, anger or unwillingness, only the calmness of heading home.<
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Zhi Qingzhen pondered for a moment, and the silk and bamboo sword suddenly fell down, "Choke--" The sword light slid down against Tian Hensheng's chest and cut into the iron chain. Sparks flew out, and the iron chain shook a few times, but it was not cut.
It is broken, but there is a gap the size of a grain of rice.
Unexpectedly - it didn't cut off. The corner of Zhi Karuzhen's eye twitched, and the monkey spirit laughed in the sea of consciousness: "It didn't cut off! Hahaha, you still want to be cool, now you are embarrassed."
Tian Hensheng was also stunned. He looked at Zhikarizhen in confusion and said after a long while: "You... want to save me. This is... a chain made from hundreds of black gold. It is difficult to cut off. Ahem..."<
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Zhikarizhen coughed dryly and said: "Don't be impatient for a moment." He swung his sword and slashed again, and the silk and bamboo sword raised a dense sword light, like rain hitting a banana, repeatedly cutting into the gaps in the iron chain.
The reason why he didn't kill Tian Hensheng was that, firstly, Bian Wuya used the Golden Que Picture Book to dig a hole for himself, and Tian Hensheng had a grudge against Bian Wuya, so he could restrain the little magician. Secondly, although Tian Hensheng
Born on the Zhangshui River took action against him, but he was considered aboveboard. Thirdly, in his fight with the Green Relic Pearl, he also needed to win over a few people from the Demon Sect as internal aid.
But more importantly, Tian Hensheng's calmness in the face of death. He had seen such a look on the faces of Ba Lang and Kong Haolie.
Both Ba Lang and Kong Haolie were hiding in the hidden corner of his heart, like a wound that he didn't want to touch.
"Ding Ding Dang--" The iron chain continued to oscillate, touched the wounds of the heavenly hate, and exuded more blood water. He didn't hum, but his face twitched from time to time.
With a "crash", the iron chain broke and fell to the ground. Tian Hensheng breathed out a sigh of relief, slowly pulled the iron chain out of the blood hole of the wound, and then stood up unsteadily.
"Your injury is too serious. This is the Cuilu Jade Bamboo Shoot Pill, which can be called a holy product for healing." Zhikarizhen took out a small jade bottle from his arms and poured out a jujube stone-sized pill with a refreshing fragrance.
Bilu Dan Pills, handed to Tian Hensheng.
Ji Kang gave him the Cui Lu Jade Bamboo Shoot Pills. There are only three pills in total. It is said that they were refined by the Hedao monk who lived in seclusion in the bamboo forest valley. It is extremely difficult to make the pill, and it is especially effective for serious internal injuries.
Tian Hensheng held the Cui Lu Jade Bamboo Shoot Pill in his hand and stared at it blankly for a while. He was discriminated against in the Tianmo Sect, and was coveted for having mastered magic skills. How had he ever obtained such a rare elixir?
"My mother told me not to accept favors easily. Because I don't have any ability. Once I receive a favor, I have no choice but to pay it back with my life." He gritted his teeth and handed the Cui Lu Jade Bamboo Shoot Pill to Zhi Karizhen again. Zhi Karizhen remained silent.
After a moment, he shook his head and refused: "You don't have to pay back. You were captured and tortured because you were wounded by my sword. Otherwise, with your ability, they would have no chance to succeed."
"Your swordsmanship is indeed powerful! Even with my self-transforming magic power, I can't get rid of the sword energy that seeped into the wound." Tian Hensheng was stunned, and then he laughed. Although his face was ugly, his smile had a kind of charm.
Indescribable brilliance.
"Your Majesty!" Wang Yifu appeared at the door. He was a little worried when he couldn't wait for Zhihuizhen.
"You and I are in peace." Zhi Kaizhen glanced at Tian Hensheng, sheathed his sword, turned and left.
Wang Yifu followed, and the two of them walked out of the house. Wang Yifu said in a low voice: "My lord, we should kill Tian Hensheng, and this will be settled. As long as I arrange some arrangements, I can blame Tian Hen for the death of the monks from Tian Mo Sect."
On the head."
"It should be like this." Zhikari smiled, "But it's just how it should be, isn't it?"
Wang Yifu said respectfully: "My lord, just make your decision. Your lord, now that all the monks on the list have been eradicated, it can be considered that the meritorious deeds have been completed."
Zhi Qingzhen pondered for a while and said: "I heard that Bai Mei and Zhu Yan have been staying in Yanziji on the outskirts of the city. It's not too late to rush there now." The news about Bai Mei and Zhu Yan was revealed to him by Lu Yi Zhu before.
of.
"No, Your Majesty!" Wang Yifu's expression changed, and he said quickly: "These two people are both monks who are returning to the void, extremely dangerous, and they are also the disciples of True Monarch Sun and Moon. Gu Sanri is the most protective of shortcomings, and he will retaliate once he is angered.
He, the Lord, will never have peace!"
"In three days, I will enter the White Heron Academy to study. Even with the power of Hedao Zhenjun, I can't break into the White Heron Academy where General Gao Qingyue is personally in charge."
"That being said, but -" Wang Yifu said anxiously. Before he finished speaking, both of them turned back.
In the dark long alley, Tian Hensheng strode out, his steps were like surging waves, vigorous and powerful, and his momentum continued to rise.
Zhi Shou was really surprised. In addition to the medicinal effect of the Cui Lu Jade Bamboo Shoot Pill, this guy recovered so quickly. I am afraid that his Demonic Transformation Skill also has a miraculous effect on healing injuries.
"You still have murderous intent in you, are you going to kill people?" Tian Hensheng walked up to Zhikarizhen and asked stiffly.
Wang Yifu couldn't help but frown. This guy is completely ignorant of the world, and the Lord is not familiar with him. How could he ask such a question? What's more, this person's face is so ugly and disgusting. For the nobles of the Jin Dynasty, appearance is particularly important, and they are so ugly.
I have always been looked down upon.
Zhikari Zhen couldn't help but be stunned. He pondered for a moment and nodded: "I still have two powerful opponents to deal with."
Tian Hensheng stared at Zhi Kaizhen and said, "Count me in."
"They are Zhu Yan and Bai Mei, direct disciples of Sun Moon True Lord Gu Sanri."
"Count me in."
"You don't owe me anything. What's more, your breath is unstable and your injuries have not healed."
"Count me in."
Zhikari smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "Your mother will be worried."
Tian Hensheng was silent for a while and said: "She is already dead."
The summer night wind blew out of the alley, soft and warm. Zhi Qingzhen was silent for a moment and patted Tian Hensheng on the shoulder: "Then you should live well."
He no longer paid attention to Tian Hensheng, pointed his toes, and quickly swept forward. But after a few breaths, the short figure stubbornly caught up with him again.
"Count me in."
He stared at Zhikarizhen and said stubbornly and stiffly.