Chapter 237

That's the sound of a broken blade!

Everyone quickly followed the sound and looked into the field, only to see that the machete in Huacheng's hand was safe and sound, and the long sword held by Bai Wuxiang was backhanded by Huacheng, but it was twice in response!

The eyeballs on the hilt of Erming saw Xie Lian, and the bones turned wildly, as if he had shown it in front of Xie Lian, and his heart was filled with joy. Huacheng laughed and said calmly: "It's okay. Brother don't have to worry." Then he asked Bai Wuxiang, "Why do you take you seriously?"

Bai Wuxiang snorted, and the national teacher couldn't help it, afraid that he would provoke his opponent, and said: "Young man, don't be too arrogant!"

Who knows, Huacheng's next sentence is more unscrupulous, holding a knife in one hand, showing his sharp edge, aiming at Bai Wuxiang, smiling: "After all, in the end, you are just a jealous old man."

Not only did the national teacher lose the strength to scold him for smirking, but Feng Xin and Mu Qing were stunned: this man is too daring!

Who would dare to say that in front of either Junwu or Bai Wuxiang!

However, they had to admit that only Huacheng dared to say so. Because, maybe only after he said this, Jun Wu or Bai Wuxiang still have no way to take him!

Mu Qing came down by herself, took a few steps, and murmured: "No wonder... when it comes to blood rain and flowers, Jun Wu always said that if you can avoid it, you can avoid it, and don't go right."

At this moment, a group of white shadows flashed past, stopping in front of the Blade of Evil. Thanks for the sharp eyes, I saw that thing clearly, and said: "Sanlang, don't cut that!"

It's the fetus!

He saw it clearly, and Huacheng naturally saw it clearly. The tip of the knife was biased, and it was freely retractable. He changed the split into a pick, and the white flower was thrown away. Fengxin's pupils shrank for a moment, and seeing that the fetal spirit was not cut in half, he recovered and said: "Come here!"

The direction that the fetal spirit was picked up by Huacheng was heading towards him. Fengxin stepped forward and wanted to carry it. It had few hairs on its head. When he shouted, it was all blown up, and it was grunting in the throat. As soon as it passed, it was biting wildly, and he just didn't let him carry it. Fengxin couldn't help but said angrily: "I'm fucked! If you see him, you will stick to me and bite. Who is your father?!"

Mu Qing said coldly: "Have you ever regarded him as your son? Have you called him by his name well?"

Hearing this, Fengxin was stunned and said, "I..."

Over there, Xie Lian couldn't watch the battle, and hurriedly explained: "You two be careful, I'll go up and take a look!"

Mu Qing whispered: "Be careful yourself! Don't forget, you still have two..."

Xie pity was slightly startled, and subconsciously touched his neck and touched the curse. But he somehow felt that Bai Wuxiang would not threaten him with a curse. Before I could say more, I rushed forward and saw that the red and the white were fighting right and wrong. After observing for a moment, I judged that it was difficult to join the melee rashly. Bar!"

The national teacher wiped the cold sweat on his head and said: "...It's okay!"

Thanks for the pity: "Why are you sweating so much?"

The national teacher said: "Isn't it scaring the unobstructed boy of Xueyu Tanhua???"

At this time, listening to Fengxin's admiration and exclamation, Xie Lian looked up and saw Bai Wuxiang slightly lowered his hand.

One of his arms was injured.

He turned the palm of his hand, looked at the blood on his hand, sighed, and said with a smile, "...for many years no one has allowed me to be injured to this extent."

Xie Lian had a bad premonition and said: "Master, is he... angry?"

The national teacher can be said to be the person who understands Bai Wuxiang best in the world now, saying: "No... worse than his anger. He... is happy."

After a pause, Bai Wuxiang turned to Huacheng and asked with interest: "Is your machete made with your missing eye?"

Huacheng was obviously not interested in answering, but Xie Lian's heart jumped.

From the first glance at Eoming, he knew that this machete must be unusual, and he also guessed six points, maybe it was made by the lost eye of Huacheng. Bai Wuxiang's tone is so determined, is it really so?

The national teacher's brows were slightly condensed, and after a moment, he suddenly said: "I remember."

Thanks for the pity: "What do you remember?"

The national teacher said: "I remember, I heard them say something. Several hundred years ago, there was a ghost in Tonglu Mountain."

Admiringly said: "There are at least tens of thousands of ghosts who have come from Tonglu Mountain."

The national teacher said: "Don't interrupt! - That Specter, who became a ghost for a short time, is very young, and when it came, it was about to disappear, but I don't know why it insisted on floating here."

I don't know why, Xie Lian's heart was beating wildly, and he said: "It disappears? Why?"

The national teacher said: "It seems that he has been severely injured, his soul is scattered, and his mind is not very clear, but he has been wandering and thinking that he will not leave, he will not leave. Maybe it is because of wish. It's over. In short, there was an accident when the copper furnace opened that year."

Xie Lian heard "he won't leave", his heart softened inexplicably, and he was grieved again. Then he asked, "What happened?"

"In Tonglu Mountain, not only are there thousands of ghosts, but also a group of living people who have entered the forbidden area by mistake."

"what?!"

The national teacher said: "The copper furnace is full of monsters and ghosts. Ordinary people can't get out at all. They can only be used as nourishment. But for some reason, the ghost took the large group of living people chaotically and escaped. It took many days. In the end, I was surrounded by thousands of ghosts and forced to a dead end, and I was going to be eaten up with those living people."

Thank you for knowing that this wild ghost wandering alone must be Huacheng!

He said, "Then what?! Is there any way to escape and be saved?"

The national teacher said: "Yes. Practice the blood vessels and break out of the siege."

Mu Qing couldn't help but interrupt, and said: "The safest sacrifice, isn't it..."

Isn't it those living people who are in desperation!

Fengxin and Mu Qing looked at Huacheng, who was concentrating on fighting with Bai Wuxiang: "Could it be... Could it be that he..."

Xie Lian also held his breath. The national teacher said: "Well, he started."

The look of Fengxin and admiration became indescribable. Xie pity did not move, just waiting for the national teacher to speak. Sure enough, the national teacher received: "He started, suddenly went mad, and dug out one of his eyes."

"..."

The national teacher said: "That Specter almost attacked those living people, but for some reason, he didn't move in the end, but he used one of his own eyes as the price to refine a blood weapon. But that Specter was originally a strong support. With a sigh, he should have completely fallen apart after gouging his eyes, but I don't know what stimulated him, but he was completely sober. I don't know what kind of evil weapon he forged, but he actually survived that battle. Besides, there is another one Weird thing."

Xie Lian reluctantly calmed down and said, "What, what?"

The national teacher said: "It is said that after the war, a calamity fell from the sky and smashed into the Tonglu Mountain. Do you understand what this means?"

What does this even mean?

Heavenly robbery landed, that is to say, Heaven believed that in Tonglu Mountain, someone was qualified to ascend.

Xie pity grabbed the national teacher and said: "Who is it? Who has soared?!"

The national teacher said: "I have heard all about it. However, there is no priest in the heavenly court who was born in Tonglushan. Either what I heard is purely non-existent, or it is..."

The person who ascended, jumped down and rejected the heaven!

Mu Qing couldn't accept it at all, and said stunned: "Ascension as a ghost? How could such a thing really happen? And he refused to ascend and jumped down by himself?! Isn't it him? At that time, he just entered Tonglu Mountain, and he still Didn't he become perfect?! Just jumping down... I don't know if he is alive or dead?! Why is he?!"

Why is it possible to do this?!

Suddenly, Xie Lian heard Bai Wuxiang sigh: "Xianle, you have a very loyal believer."

Before the words fell, a cracked sad and happy face suddenly appeared in front of Xie Lian.

Xie Lian did not expect Bai Wuxiang to be able to get close to him in an instant, and his reflection was clearly reflected in his pupils. Ruo Xie raised his head as if his hair had exploded. He wanted to attack, but in the end he shrank back.

I don't blame it, because Ruo Xie has always been very smart. When it judges that the attack is also invalid, it will give up voluntarily.

Bai Wuxiang seemed to laugh a little, because the sad and happy face was even more open.

The next moment, the blade of Evil swept across his neck.

But one step too late, Bai Wuxiang has flashed away.

He flashed to the highest point where the broken bridge of Tongtian Bridge came to an abrupt stop, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Don't be nervous, just get my things back."

In his hand, there was a long sword that was pitch black, like a cold jade, with a silver heart running through the heart of the sword. Thanks for the subconscious backhand to touch the back, and sure enough, the heart on the back disappeared.

Fangxin was originally the sword of Prince Wuyong. Bai Wuxiang took the sword that belonged to him.

One, two, three. The pale mask peeled off little by little, and finally fell off completely, revealing the face behind the mask. That white robe also turned into a white armor in the burning flame.

Finally, "Bai Wuxiang" took off his mask and became "Junwu".

Everyone was holding their breaths.

You don't need to guess to know that he must be stronger in this form.