The sword of power, destroying the army and destroying the city

The divine thing is natural and the killing is unparalleled.

Tai'a is the powerful sword, the sword is majestic, the sword is in a powerful way, the right way of the world, the mountains and rivers, and the universe is determined, and it cannot be easily taken. It is the first of the twelve weapons.

---------The Supreme Twelve Artifacts Commentary of the Powerful Dao, Hidden Tower

The Luoyueqintai has become a ruin.

When Qingyang Demon Lord escaped, he threw various mechanisms everywhere, causing fires everywhere, and the Qijue Sect on the periphery would definitely not go to put out the fire, so he could only let it burn.

In a pavilion that was blown up, in the dead silence after the explosion, a bloody hand suddenly reached out in the ruins.

The strange red light shone, breaking the bricks and stones pressing on You Wuming's body.

He stood up with a magic knife with difficulty. The wound on his body was accompanied by movements, and the pain he produced was enough to overwhelm anyone.

But this thin boy seemed to be feeling nothing.

He was adopted by Zhang Chu since he was a child and had long been in the Blood Demon Cave and was used to such pain.

However, although the injury was bound by a demon sword, it was too serious and he needed to recuperate, otherwise he would still die tragically due to insufficient qi and blood.

He was pierced through his heart by Chen Qiu before. If he had not used the Blood Sea Demonic Technique to bridge the wounds of his heart, he would have died long ago.

This magic skill left by Mo Xie is really magical.

But You Wuming got up, but did not pay attention to himself as soon as possible.

He turned back his red and blue eyes, searching around in the brick and stone ruins behind him, and his expression on his face was also quite worried.

Finally, he found Chen Qiu, who was unconscious under a brick and stone.

The young man waved his magic knife and cut off the bricks and stone rubble, and dragged Chen Qiu out of the ruins with difficulty.

After confirming that Chen Qiu was just in a coma and was not dead, he relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, and a shy smile appeared on his beautiful face covered in blood.

He sat on the ground and looked back at the burning piano platform behind him. He was holding a magic knife in his hand.

The strange red light on the magic sword was restrained, but when it came into contact with the palm, it was absorbing lifeless blood.

This is a punishment!

Punishment from the Magic Sword.

You Wuming, who first used a knife to enter the world, lost to Chen Qiu in the first battle, but drew blood in the second battle, but still failed to defeat Chen Qiu.

Even the arrogant and weird Kuowei lost to the powerful and powerful Seven Star Yaoguang.

He was also humiliated twice by the Shakuang Knife!

It followed Zhang Moye to the world back then, with countless dead souls under the knife, but it had never suffered such a cowardly aura!

This made the Demon Sword extremely dissatisfied. It used the most painful way to draw the lifeless blood, bringing him endless pain as punishment.

But the thin boy didn't care.

He has been in contact with evil all year round and has long been used to it.

After seeing the fire and miserable ruins behind him, You Wuming turned his head and looked at Chen Qiu who was unconscious beside him.

The shy smile on his pale face, which was characteristic of Western Regions, was even more serious.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Chen Qiu's cheek, but when he saw the broken wound on his hand, the stained blood stains were stained, he suddenly took them back.

Just as I was afraid of destroying a treasure.

This is another master of the sword.

He was probably the second person he met in his short life who could be as good as him.

But the difference is that what You Wuming encountered was the magic sword.

What Chen Qiu encountered was the Seven Stars Yaoguang.

It seems that Chen Qiu is a little lucky.

But it doesn't matter.

The thin young young man laughed, and he felt that he had finally found a similar person. Although he was fighting for life and death just now, it didn't matter.

It's just the same kind.

He was finally no longer alone in this cold world.

You Wuming took a stick of incense and circulated the remaining blood sea of ​​true energy in your body, barely curing your already broken body.

He bent down and carried Chen Qiu with difficulty, leaning on one hand, and walking a few steps out.

“Huh?”

He sighed with confusion.

He discovered the seven-star shaking light inserted under the ruins.

He put Chen Qiu down, looked at the demonic sword in his hand, then pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and tried to touch the handle of the shaking knife.

But before it could be touched, a fierce sword aura broke out and was shattered by Kuoxi.

"So fierce, so beautiful."

You Wuming blinked his eyes and this thought emerged in his mind.

He thought that if he brought the sword back, Brother Zhang Chu would definitely be very happy.

Brother Zhang Chu's sword skills are also excellent, and he lacks a good knife.

The young man searched around and found a rope. He tied the shaking knife behind Shen Qiu with the rope, then carried Chen Qiu, limped, and walked outside the piano platform.

A moment later, the Seven Quake Sect members gathered outside the qintai that had been lit by the fire also saw the boy and the magic sword coming out of the ruins.

They hurried to a carriage and let Yu Wuming put the unconscious Chen Qiu and Qixing Yaoguang in the car.

A member of the Seven-Miscellaneous Sect saw the Seven-Star Shaking Light and knew that he was a good knife.

A trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

He quietly reached out his hand and wanted to touch the knife. As soon as he stretched out a few inches, a strange red light came towards him.

"puff"

The large head flew out, and there was no trace of blood on the wound in the neck.

The expressionless You Wuming held the magic knife that was full of blood and sat cross-legged beside Shen Qiu.

He looked at the people around him coldly. Although he could not speak, the meaning was already very obvious.

No knives or people are allowed to touch them!

If you dare to touch it, you will die!

The others were astonished as a cicada, but this evil sword master was inside the Seven Secretariat Sect, which was a terrifying legend.

He is the confidant of Zhang Chu, who practices in the Blood Demon Cave on weekdays. Once he is summoned by Zhang Chu, there will inevitably be a bloody disaster.

The most terrifying thing is that he also serves as the executioner of the Seven Quarter Sect on weekdays.

The Seven Quaternary Disciples who died at his hands were no less than the number of disciples who died at the hands of the decent.

No one dares to mess with this thin boy.

The surrounding Qijuemen rode on a fast horse, protected the carriage, and quickly left the burning moon qin platform, and ran quickly towards Suzhou.

They want to meet with the sect leader and then withdraw from Suzhou.

But this group of people was very lucky. They encountered several waves of decent knights and people from the Momen along the way, and they were killed or injured.

If it weren't for the demon sword but the evil formation, they wouldn't have reached Suzhou City at all.

Even so, when we arrived in Suzhou, there were only less than nine people left in the convoy.

However, Suzhou City is not safer than outside the city, because at this time, there are at least three experts on the Tianlist and seven experts on the Earth List fighting endlessly.

The battlefield is in the city center, but it is not only the masters who fight.

The Seven Quatrains, the Five Elements Sects, and some elites from the Holy Fire Sect fought with the decent knights all over the city.

There were fierce fighting sounds everywhere.

The entire center of Suzhou City to the periphery has become a battlefield.

Fortunately, the number of decent knights is larger and the soldiers from the government are trying hard to maintain it, but not many civilians are involved in the chaos.

"Stop! Stop!"

The carriage drove through the streets at night and rushed to Xihuabi Hall.

As he passed a gatehouse, more than a dozen people holding swords rushed towards the carriage in a mess and shouted.

When they rushed to the carriage, a strange red light appeared in front of them. It was so close that the knight had no time to react that he was scratched across his neck by a quick knife like autumn wind.

You Wuming held the magic knife in his hand and flashed into the crowd in front of him.

His method of holding the knife at this time was quite different from before. It actually had a bit of moving movement similar to Chen Qiu, but when the evil sword was waving, it was even more like the autumn wind.

This is clearly the sword technique of Qiufeng Knife!

In the battle with Chen Qiu, he learned it.

This is a simulation exercise.

The red lights danced like the autumn wind passing by. In just a few breaths, the ground was covered with dry bones drowned with blood drawn. This ruthless killing made the evil demon sword extremely satisfied.

It drank a lot of blood and fed part of the blood to You Wuxing.

The boy's pale face made him a little rosy again.

But it's a bit abnormal.

The road ahead is even more difficult, and there are chaotic fighting everywhere. You Wuming simply doesn't take a carriage and runs wildly in front of the carriage, daring to block the road. No matter whether you are right or evil, you will cut it off with one knife.

Few people can resist the raging devil sword.

"Where did the little thief from the Demon Cult come from?"

Just as the carriage was approaching the other hall and there were only a few streets left, a loud shout rang out from the sky.

You Wuming, holding the magic knife, suddenly turned around and saw an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe with a white head and a whisk in his hand. He was frowning and frowning from the sky.

Perhaps it was Yu Wuming who killed the man, which made the old Taoist unable to see it.

The two were several feet apart, and the old Taoist waved the whisk and a majestic energy came towards him, but the evil voice roared, cutting the energy shattered.

You Wuming knew that this was a master, so he activated the Blood Sea Demonic Art in his body.

For a moment, the red light of the magic sword surged, and the ghosts cried repeatedly, and the illusion brought the body, causing the old Taoist to stagger when he landed on the ground, but quickly stabilized his body.

His eyes when he looked at You Wuming became stern.

"Yun Ji! The sword is coming!"

The old Taoist threw the whisk back, and a few feet away from behind, a boy wearing ordinary clothes but like a porcelain doll, with a fearful expression holding an ancient sword.

He heard the call from his uncle and threw the sword in his hand out.

"Swoosh"

The ancient sword was unsheathed, pulled by the true energy, and it struck several feet, and fell into the hands of the old Taoist.

With the sword in hand, the momentum of this long aura changed drastically, and the true energy brought gusts of wind and blew from both sides of the street.

When You Wuming's face changed, he supported the blood sea of ​​energy, but before he could lift his sword to fight, the old Taoist faced him with a sword.

The sword style is ordinary, central and peaceful, and it seems like a newbie's sword.

But there was a feeling of being pressed down on Mount Tai, which forced You Wuming to dance around and let the blood-colored sword light fill your body.

"clang"

A light sound was like a long alarm bell ringing. You Wuming was knocked back dozens of steps, staggered, the magic knife in his hand roared, and a wide and thick sword mark was cut out from the long street in front of him.

This old man is amazing!

But worrying without fear.

As long as tonight, I will never encounter another opponent holding the twelve weapons.

This magic sword is evil, and no one can stop it in Suzhou City.

He dragged the demon sword, like a young tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, and rushed towards the old Taoist in front of him. In the red light, the old Taoist seemed to be pulled into a sea of ​​blood.

The two illusions of the Blood Sea Demon Art and the Que Xie made the old Taoist feel like falling into the mud, and his exquisite swordsmanship was a little slower.

"That! The little thief dares to hurt my senior brother!"

Just as You Wuming was fighting with the old Taoist, another thunder sounded from the sky.

The killing aura was like the arrival of winter, covering the entire street in an instant.

The magic sword screamed endlessly, and You Wuming waved the sword to force the old Taoist to retreat. When he looked back, he saw that the purple-filled sword energy pierced from the sky.

"Master!"

When Taoist Yun Ji, who was frightened by this chaotic battle, saw the person coming, he suddenly shouted in surprise.

Who is the person coming?

The reckless man Huang Wudi of Mount Tai!

He still dressed up in a sloppy manner, but at this time he had a sword in his hand.

A simple and purple sword.

The sword is simple in style, thick in sword beads, and solid in hilts, and is made of bronze.

The magic sword has no ears, and the purple sword intent buzzes on it. Every time it swings, it has a fierce killing aura.

The sword body is bronze-colored, three feet and seven inches long, with a sword blade and palm wide. At the end of the sword body, there are two ancient characters written on it.

"Tao Ah"!

This is the sword of power and the most treasure of the Taoist sect.

With this sword in hand, Huang Wudi is like a god from the sky, with majestic and surging sword intent, making people dare not look directly at it.

He was chasing the injured Demon Lord Chi Lian, and flew over here, and saw his family fighting with a thief in the Demon Sect.

Although Brother Chong and his senior are not as good as their own martial arts, they are also masters on the ground list. How could they be suppressed by ordinary people?

After a closer look, Huang Wudi realized that something was wrong!

That knife is evil?

Isn’t that Zhang Moye’s sword of fame?

It is said that there is no other person in the world who can tame it except the Big Dipper!

How could that blood-drawing magic sword appear in Suzhou tonight?

"Swish"

The purple powerful sword energy, with unparalleled sharpness, flew out from Huang Wudi's sword blade, crossed several feet, and slashed on the Quejie Sword. Huang Wudi's casual sword energy swung it.

Although it was finally canceled out by evil.

But You Wuming couldn't resist it.

It was just the sword intent and the sword body, and his body was as if it was cut by thousands of blades.

If it weren't for the demon sword protecting the heart vein and just a sword, he would have been easily hacked to death by Huang Wudi.

This magic sword is evil, and it can make him hostile to the people on the Earth List to force the 55th. It is already difficult to win. Now that I meet a master on the Heaven List, I still hold the world's weapon, and the power of the Tao is coming.

Even though I was born without fear, there was a hint of despair in the red and blue eyes at this time.

This is not Shen Qiu.

This is not the kind of opponent that can be defeated by desperate efforts.

"Chong and Senior Brother!"

Huang Wudi is like a light night owl, falling beside the old Taoist who is in the fairy style.

He ignored You Wuming, but instead leaned on Tai A Jian and complained to his senior brother:

"I came here to subdue demons and eliminate demons. I was so excited that I was killing me. Why did you come to join in the fun? I also brought Yun Ji together... Do you dislike my disciple's past nonsense, so you deliberately brought him to Suzhou to die?"

"Bang"

Before Huang Wudi finished complaining, he was furiously beaten to the shoulder with the old Taoist.

This old Taoist with fairy spirit gritted his teeth and said:

"You still have the face to say it!

If you hadn't taken Wei Dao Tai away and left without saying goodbye, how could I endure the pain of running thousands of miles? As for Yun Ji...

I must bring him here, otherwise how can I restore my junior brother Wuzang to his mind? Could it be that you, the reckless man in Taishan, still have to occupy your body?"

"Huang Wuban has a knot in his heart. He doesn't like fighting, so you don't know!"

Huang Wudi turned his head and looked at You Wuming, and he said dissatisfiedly:

"In terms of this, Huang Wudi is not as good as Huang Wusan, but when it comes to fighting, Huang Wusan is far inferior to Huang Wudi...

Senior brother, please protect Yun Ji, retreat aside, and see that I will subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

After saying that, Huang Wudi mentioned Taia, waved his sword style, and raised his hand and a sharp and powerful sword energy stabbed You Wuming.

The sword energy came, like thousands of arrows being fired at once, and could block one or two, but how could it block everything?

The handsome young man showed despair, and this sword could not be stopped!

He will die!

But even evil can't save him...

"Zheng~"

The light and agile sound suddenly sounded like a beautiful guqin, with the strings plucking, sounding soft.

In fact, it is the sound of metal and stone, which opens mountains and breaks stones.

"Bang"

The powerful sword energy that Huang Wudi stabbed out was shattered in the sky by the sharp blade turned into invisible sound waves, and the broken true energy swept across the entire street like a storm.

Everyone looked up and saw an old man in gray coarse cloth walking slowly behind the long street in the darkness.

He held a lyre full of ancient charm in his left hand.

The right hand was slightly plucking on the strings, as if tuning.

"Zheng~"

Another piano sound, and the sharp air blade broke through the air, divided into three strands in the night, hitting Huang Wudi and rushing to Lao Dao.

There is also the Taoist priest Yun Ji who was protected by the old Taoist.

"Swish"

Huang Wudi waved the Tai'a sword, and the purple sword energy flew out, shattering Yin's murderous aura.

But this time, there were some other things in this sound's murderous aura.

Where the shattered true energy is sprinkled, the scorching air like a flame rises, and even ignits the ruins of a small building beside him.

For a moment, the fire was raging.

"Lost moon zither, Holy Fire Sect, Peach Blossom Old Man..."

Huang Wudi took a deep breath, and he held the Tai A sword in his hand tightly, with a solemn expression, and said to the old Taoist behind him:

"Senior brother, take Yun Ji away! The farther the better..."
Chapter completed!