defend the truth

Inside the tree cave, Wen Tingyun's freshly recovered spirit dissipated a bit.Those human-shaped willows are only good at melee combat, and they must not be enough to deal with a great swordsman, but I didn't expect it to be so unbearable.

But Wen Tingyun's methods are far more than that, he has already made a move, and now a large bamboo forest has emerged on the other side of the river with the big river as the boundary.Thousands of bamboos shook their branches frantically, and thousands of "arrows" gathered by bamboo leaves fell towards the place where Wen Baiqing was, raining arrows.

With the power of these arrows, it only takes four or five arrows to kill a monk at the early Jindan stage. If they can all hit a target, it will only take one round of arrows to kill a strong person at the Yuanshen stage. It's all about the rain.

God knows how many rounds of arrow rain Wen Tingyun can launch with his deep cultivation?

Wen Baiqing moved the Guchen sword, and quickly shuttled over his head, interweaving the sword energy into a semicircular net, and reaching the overwhelming rain of arrows below.

This scene is still a well-matched posture.

But Wen Baiqing knew very well that the current situation could not last for a long time.Wen Tingyun is a master of spells and spells, who is best at fighting long-distance wars of attrition, and has ancient tree spirits to absorb the aura of one party for her, as a reliance for protracted wars.It's not a wise move to waste time with him like this.

At this moment, Wen Baiqing didn't focus on the imminent arrows, but stared at the sleeve embroidered with peonies, and muttered: "Maybe it's too late, I'm clearly injured, but I can still force me to use it." Make this move. You are the third person who will see it, a character!"

After all, Wen Baiqing tore off his cloak, threw it into the air, and then made seals with both hands!

At the same time as seal formation, Wen Baiqing's left eye changed rapidly, first the white of the eye turned black, then the pupil turned dark blue, and the pupil that should have been round turned into the shape of the word "one".

At this time, between the mountains, rivers and the earth, a thick black mist suddenly floated up, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles. The black mist covered the sky and covered the sun, making the world in the thick fog present a scene like chaos.

What the dense fog brings is not only extreme darkness, but also an aura that can stir up fear in people's hearts.Living in this black mist, even those who consider themselves steadfast will feel hopeless and helpless, and would rather kill themselves than linger in the world.

For various reasons, Wen Baiqing did not succeed in comprehending the mysteries of "Dragon and Phoenix Book" in Mount Jiuhua-Qianlongyuan.But in that endless dark abyss, he has carved out another path for himself, creating a very terrifying supernatural power!

"Dark Curtain - Black Dead Night"

In the black mist, Wen Baiqing disappeared, and all the arrows rained down.He disappeared without a trace, yet seemed to be everywhere.

Under Wen Tingyun's "eye of the sky", he couldn't see the enemy at all. Even the bird's-eye view of the mountains and rivers in his painting was now covered by a thick layer of fog.

Wen Tingyun, who was already unable to write in the picture scroll, looked out of the tree hole, covered her chest, and frowned deeply.

Once a swordsman transformed into a shadow completely merges into the darkness, the sword in his hand will be invincible!

Outside the ruined temple, Li Weizhen and his party were preparing to leave for Dayanling station.

But without raising their heads, they saw a strange cloud of black mist covering the sky thirty miles away, and everyone frowned.

Duan Tianqing was the most uncontrollable, and hurriedly grabbed Luo Yicheng's sleeve and asked, "Brother Dacheng, where do you think the forest is when we came?"

Luo Yicheng hesitated with an incomparably grown expression: "Should...it should be!"

At this moment, the alarm bell sounded in Li Weizhen's mind, and it was Wuming who said coldly: "Hei Siye, it's the mad dog Wen Baiqing, you guys have to run!"

Li Weizhen looked shocked: "Brother Wuming, are you talking about that Wen Baiqing from Zixiao Sanying?"

Nameless said urgently: "Xuanmen is not like Xuanmen; the way of magic is not the way of magic. Crazy and sexless, who else could it be if it wasn't him? I know what you're thinking, I advise you not to even think about it, you can't help ! RUN, and FAST!"

At the same time, Duan Tianqing had already made some guesses, and suddenly became courageous, "It must be the pursuers, Brother Wen must be there, two senior brothers, let's help Brother Wen together!"

Luo Yicheng remained silent, just looking at Li Weizhen.

Li Weizhen looked back at the two of them, the struggle flashed away in his eyes, and then he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at it, we will set off immediately and leave here as quickly as possible."

After finishing speaking, Li Weizhen immediately called out the Shuofeng sword, and pulled Fu Jingzhang behind him.

And Luo Yicheng also gave a sigh of relief secretly, although Li Weizhen would follow whatever decision he made, but obviously this decision now is more sensible and in line with his wishes.

But Duan Tianqing was still unwilling, he said in surprise: "Brother Li, are we going to be deserters? But Brother Wen..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Weizhen showed a rare look of anger at Duan Tianqing, and interrupted: "When is it, you don't listen to my words?"

After a scolding, Duan Tianqing's raised head immediately drooped, and said in a low voice: "No, I just feel like this, it doesn't seem to be righteous."

Luo Yicheng patted Duan Tianqing's shoulder, and persuaded him: "That's not our battlefield, and I don't think Brother Wen would want us to appear there. Don't disappoint this kindness, let's go!"

"Yeah!" Duan Tianqing nodded heavily.

It is said that on the battlefield, the fog is black, and the sword light is also black; the terrifying malice, like a beast that hides day and night, devours all the good things in this world.

After putting away the painting scroll, Wen Tingyun activated a magical power of "a single tree forms a forest", trying to use the ancient tree spirit she was in to form a forest barrier.

But a towering tree needs sunshine in order to flourish.In the extreme darkness, Wen Tingyun's spells were extremely effective. Before the sea of ​​trees was born, the ancient tree spirit, the mother tree, had already been chopped down by Wen Baiqing's shadow sword energy.

If one technique fails, the mountain is at the end of its rope. Before the ancient tree spirit is about to be completely toppled, Wen Tingyun has no choice but to undo the magic seal.And recalled the huge picture scroll, there was only a blank space in the picture scroll, and his wrist was trembling a little while holding the paintbrush.

Wen Tingyun subconsciously looked towards a certain place in the distance, and the darkness in front of her eyes seemed to be covered in her heart.

At this moment, a choice must be made.Whether to go or stay, there is no longer any hesitation.

In the end, Wen Tingyun decided to bite her lip and put down her pen, and the scroll quickly spread out a beautiful scene of mountains and rivers, which was a real place in the world thousands of miles away.

Only those who are still alive are qualified to talk about morality.

In an instant, the thick trunk stopped shaking, but fell to both sides at the same time.The towering tree was split open from the top to the bottom by a sharp sword, just like a wooden stake.

And when she was about to be wiped out by the sword energy, Wen Tingyun jumped into the painting, and all the scenes in the painting also turned around like a whirlpool in an instant.

However, just as the picture scroll was about to close and disappear into this space, a white strip of cloth broke into the vortex.After a breath, a figure was drawn from it.

It was Wen Tingyun who was supposed to be about to run away, and was bound tightly by the slender white cloth.

Wen Baiqing held the other end of the cloth strips firmly in his hand.

At this time, Wen Baiqing was no longer wrapped in cloth, and his uncovered skin was emitting a faint white light, which was much more supernatural than those so-called fairies with icy skin and jade skin.

What is even more surprising is that his real appearance is not only ugly and hideous as rumored, but has a stunning appearance that captivates all living beings.If they wore women's clothes, those so-called fairies of the East China Sea would feel ashamed of themselves.

Even Wen Tingyun, who has been reduced to a prisoner at this moment, couldn't help but look a little crazy, and murmured: "It turned out to be an innocent body, so beautiful! So, you are a woman?"

Hearing this, Wen Boqing immediately lowered his brows, kicked Wen Tingyun's stomach, gritted his teeth and said, "Are you blind? I think you don't want to die quickly!"

Wen Tingyun, who was kicked hard, couldn't help curling up, and sweated profusely: "That's right, if you are a woman, it would be a pity if you are so flat!"

Wen Baiqing's body was thin, and there were no obvious bulging muscles on his chest. It was indeed much flatter than that of many male sword cultivators.

Wen Baiqing suddenly laughed coldly, "You are so arrogant when you are about to die! Well, I am also happy today, so I will play with you!"

After finishing speaking, Wen Boqing knelt down, stretched out two fingers into hooks, put them on the side of Wen Tingyun's eye sockets, and said with a cruel smile: "Don't you claim to see all the scenery in the world? Now these eyeballs belong to me! "

Wen Tingyun immediately began to struggle desperately, but Wen Boqing held her head tightly, and the force from her two fingers became more and more intense.

"If you want to kill, kill, what are you going to do..."

"what!!!"

Accompanied by the flow of two streams of blood, the wailing sound was shocking, and it was the most terrifying masterpiece of darkness.

Afterwards, Wen Baiqing, who had resorted to cruel methods, looked at the two bloody beads on his palm, his eyes gleaming with pride, "What a treasure! But it can't be made public, what a pity!"

Immediately afterwards, Wen Boqing grabbed a cloud of mist, and it turned into a transparent vial filled with liquid in his hand, and actually put the two eyeballs into the bottle for storage.

After finishing this matter of venting anger, Wen Baiqing picked up the Guchen sword, waved it at Wen Tingyun's neck appreciatively, and said with a sneer, "It's time to become a mediocre and boring person!"

At this moment, Wen Tingyun straightened her neck, without the slightest fear of facing death, only full of regret and a trace of concern.

"I'm waiting for you in hell."

"This is hell!"

Wen Baiqing took a step back on the spot, slowly raised the long sword, and after the blade was vertical, it fell down quickly!

If there is no accident, Wen Tingyun's head will be chopped off by the sword energy after a precise distance!

But accidents are unpredictable things!

Just as the sword edge swung down, a beam of light shot into the black mist from a distance, and the person standing in the darkness was pulled out of the shadow by the strong light.

Immediately afterwards, there was a roar of a tiger, which shocked people's hearts!It turned out that the beam of light was actually the trace left by a colorful tiger running in the air.

Wen Tingyun had lost both eyes, and he, who was unable to see, heard the roar of the tiger, which rekindled his desire to survive.

When Wen Baiqing's sword energy was about to succeed, Wen Tingyun rolled over, and he dodged the deadly sword just like that.

Wen Baiqing didn't make up the sword again, perhaps to be precise, under the current variables, he could no longer care about Wen Tingyun's life or death.

But it can be seen that after the colorful tiger landed, it turned into a figure and a long sword in its sheath.

The person who came was Xiao Qian, the former guardian of Fengcheng, the "Monarch of Zhenyue Mountain", and the long sword was his magic weapon-Hu Ben.

"Xiao Qian? You're not in Donghai, what are you doing here?" Wen Baiqing's face was livid, full of anger.What made him gnash his teeth was not Xiao Qian's appearance, but why Xiao Qian appeared!

Among them, another very important thing is involved.

Knowing that it was Xiao Qian who came, Wen Tingyun smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xiao, you are tired!"

Xiao Qian stood in front of Wen Tingyun, staring at Wen Baiqing's every move, and said in a deep voice, "Leave this to me, you will be fine."

"Answer me, if you don't stay in the East China Sea, who told you to come?" Wen Baiqing was a little out of breath.

Xiao Qian was not in a hurry to respond, he took out a small iron box from his pocket, opened the box, twisted out a finger-long cigarette, and put it in his mouth.Twirling his fingers again to rub against the flames, and after spitting out the first mouthful of white mist, he smiled calmly: "So you look like this now? It's really not the same as when you were a child."

"Does the answer matter? It's like I won't ask you why you killed him."

Wen Baiqing jokingly said: "Do you dare to ask? Don't forget, you are just a watchdog of our Zixiao Sect! As long as I say a word, your Guiyun Temple can completely disappear overnight! "

Hearing this, Xiao Qian frowned slightly, but he didn't show any anger, he just nodded slightly and said: "It's okay to tell you, but you have to let go of the person first, and you have to return his eyes. Someone told me, You have some really boring hobbies, really boring."

Wen Baiqing didn't follow Xiao Qian's words, but asked instead: "Ask for terms with me? Why are you?"

Xiao Qian said indifferently: "Just because I don't kill you, I can take people away. But if I bring Wen Tingyun back to Huajian School with her current appearance, I won't be the one who negotiated terms with you."

Wen Baiqing laughed loudly, "It's ridiculous, you are still the vassals of our Zixiao Sect, and you, Xiao Qian, are worthy of threatening me? If Zixiao Sect is accused by thousands of people, I guarantee that you will be the first in Guiyun Temple Disaster!"

Xiao Qian threw the half-burned cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, his expression became serious immediately, and said sternly: "One bite at a time, Zixiaozong, are you still a child? You are already a Great Sword Immortal, that's all Promise?"

"If I want to threaten you, can you still stand and talk to me? Hurry up and let me go, I don't have time to joke with you!"

At the end of the sentence, Xiao Qian's aura was like a tiger roaring in the forest, and Wen Baiqing was so shocked that Wen Baiqing couldn't refute.

The two are both sword cultivators in the Yuanshen stage, so it is easier to clearly understand the gap between them. A confrontation with momentum is enough to tell the difference between the superior and the inferior!

This awakened tiger is only one step away from roaring for nine days, not to mention it is still in the human world!

Wen Baiqing forcibly suppressed the shocking waves in his heart, and squeezed out words through his teeth: "Okay, remember what you said today, we'll see!"

After finishing speaking, the white cloth that restrained Wen Tingyun was taken away and wrapped around Wen Baiqing's body again; and the two eyeballs were also thrown into Xiao Qian's hands along with the bottle.

Xiao Qian put away the bottle, then helped Wen Tingyun up from the ground, and then said to Wen Baiqing: "This morning, I have already stepped down as the commander of the East China Sea at the meeting. Your brother Jiang gave me a special approval for one day. Holiday, said I could leave Fort Hill and go out and walk around."

"I've said so much, it should be enough, right?"

The black mist quickly dissipated, Wen Baiqing left without a word, and disappeared into the eastern sky at an extremely fast speed.