Netherworld Painted Skin Scroll

Sword Clan

Chapter 87 Sword Sect

Xu Daosheng held his magic sword horizontally and put it against Li Wuxiang's neck. He smiled ferociously and was about to speak——

A ray of white light suddenly shot out from Li Wuxiang's right eye and hit Xu Daosheng's left eye!

At this moment, an earthy-yellow talisman light appeared on Xu Daosheng's body. The small sword only penetrated the eyeball and the tip of the sword was blocked. But when the talisman's light encountered the sword's Zong Zhenqi, which had been warmed by Zeng Jianqiu for decades, it only lasted for a blink of an eye and then dissipated, and the small sword sank into Xu Daosheng's eye socket.

He screamed and flew back, but the small sword immediately penetrated his brain, stirred it hard, and came out from the back of his head!

Xu Daosheng stiffened and stood there blankly. At this moment, the fluorene board he inserted behind the three piles of loess cracked. Xu Daosheng's entire body suddenly lost color and turned into an earthy yellow statue.

As soon as the fluorene board was broken, the red dust mist on the entire mountain path dispersed. The mountain walls on both sides shook violently, immediately cracking countless gaps, and the gravel rolled down like a trickle.

The heavy burden on Li Wuxiang also dissipated at this moment. He immediately reached forward and grabbed the small sword that passed through the back of Xu Daosheng's head, and stuffed it into his mouth.

His tentacles connected to the flying sword were cut off by the petrified Xu Daosheng. As soon as Feijian entered the entrance, he heard a clicking sound from the stone statue, and the stone fragments fell apart, revealing an intact and living person.

Xu Daosheng was not in a daze at all, and immediately retreated as soon as he appeared. But Li Wuxiang immediately pressed forward. Xu Daosheng's eyes widened and he jerked his head away, trying to avoid his eyes again.

But the sword light flew out from Li Wuxiang's chest again and pecked his left knee, causing a loud bang in the knee and a burst of blood.

Xu Daosheng screamed in pain: "Ah!! Get up! Get up!"

But when Feng Ji and others saw this scene, they all froze on the spot, turned around and ran away!

Li Wuxiang passed by Xu Daosheng like the wind. His left knee was broken, and he fell down on the mountain road. He immediately rolled over and tried to hide behind Li Wuxiang. But Li Wuxiang pointed casually, and the sword light shot out from his sleeve again, blowing Xu Daosheng's right knee apart!

He screamed in pain again and grabbed the stone steps with both hands to climb up. He turned around in panic, only to find that Li Wuxiang was already six or seven steps away from him and running towards Feng Ji and others.

Feng Ji had only taken three or four steps at this time - there was a curve in front of him, after which he could fly into the bushes on the side.

But suddenly he heard three popping sounds beside him. He turned around and saw that Feng Er, Feng San and Feng Si all fell heavily to the ground, and their bodies slid forward.

He only felt his scalp buzzing and numbing, and he heard Li Wuxiang's voice behind him: "Since you don't want to leave, don't leave at all!"

He suddenly stopped his steps, twisted his waist, slid to his knees on the sand, and immediately kowtowed: "Sect Master, please forgive me, Sect Master, please forgive me, I don't dare to—"

The sword light went straight to the door, hitting his head into a bloody mess with a bang.

At this time, Xu Daosheng desperately climbed up a few levels before his mind came to his senses. He immediately propped himself up and shouted to the cliff: "Save me! Save me! I am walking in the true form. How dare you thirty-six sects just sit back and watch?" Reason! Kill Xuanjiao disciples, no matter how far away they are!”

But only his voice echoed in the mountain path, and—

Footsteps!

Li Wuxiang returned behind him.

Xu Daosheng suddenly turned over and looked up at him, his lips trembling - Flying Sword... He is a swordsman! How could he be a swordsman! ?

"I lost, I lost! I gave up! You are the leader of Ranshan Sect! Don't kill me!" Xu Daosheng shouted hurriedly, "I'm not here for you, we are all Babu Xuanjiao..."

"Do you know where you lost?" Li Wuxiang looked at him and smiled coldly, then slowly pinched his arms, legs and feet, and kneaded them into their original shape.

"I...I..."

"You can't do things on your own accord. How to do something must be carefully thought out from the beginning." Li Wuxiang walked to his feet and looked at him condescendingly, "I'm in the cave. When the situation arises, you should go all out to solve the problem like this, but you are just playing around to vent your anger. How can you do this?"

"Can't...can't..." Xu Daosheng suddenly felt relieved, "Master, you taught me the right lesson!"

"You did a great job just now. You were well prepared and didn't give your opponent any time to talk nonsense. A few spells came down and forced me to move. This is what serious killing looks like. But why did you commit the old habit again later? Why don't you come up to me and say something harsh? Once you decide something, you have to stick to it."

"Yes yes yes...yes yes yes!"

Li Wuxiang nodded: "You think so, right? Then if I want to kill you, I should naturally go to the end. But your six-part Xuanjiao sounds so majestic, so for the sake of Xuanjiao, you Give me a chance and I’ll give you a chance.”

He raised his hand and pointed downward: "Okay. Just give it a try. It's just a road in the mountains. See if you can climb a foot in front of me. If you can, I will give you Zhenxingdao some face."

Xu Daosheng was stunned for a moment, turned around suddenly, kicked his bloody knees on the ground, and used both hands to climb down the two steps at once.

The sword flashed and hit the left shoulder, causing bones and flesh to fly.

Xu Daosheng groaned, twisted his back desperately, and climbed down one level.

Another bloody hole burst out in his right shoulder!

He fell onto the stone steps with a bang, blood streaming from his face, and twisted like a worm to bend downwards, but there was a flash of silver light around his waist, and his head hit the edge of the stone steps hard, unable to move anymore. .

"Unfortunately, it was less than ten feet." Li Wuxiang walked to his side and squatted, twisting his face, "But there is still a chance. Tell me, why did you come to find the Ranshan Secret Realm, who told you about this, and how did they tell you?"

Tears streamed down Xu Daosheng's face, and half of his teeth were broken by the stone edge: "To find Youjiuyuan... I heard that you need the treasures in the Ranshan Secret Realm to enter Youjiuyuan... I want to make a great contribution..."

"Where did you hear it?"

"My master interrogated one of your swordsmen, and the swordsman said... The swordsman said that he knew about the Ranshan Secret Realm after reading your Netherworld Volume..."

" What is the Netherworld Scroll? "

"Ah?" Xu Daosheng was stunned, "I, I don't know... I really don't know..."

Li Wuxiang nodded and sighed: "I gave you another chance, but it's a pity that you are useless. You see, if you can crawl out a foot of land in front of me, you will pass the mountain gate and will not be in the Ranshan Dojo."

Xu Daosheng's eyes widened suddenly, but Li Wuxiang stood up, slightly raised his head and looked at the cliffs on both sides, and shouted: "Ranshan Sect Master, kill this beast in the Ranshan Dojo!"

The voice echoed in the mountain road, and the cliffs on both sides were still silent, with only scattered gravel still falling.

The small sword nailed into Xu Daosheng's face with a thud, and flew back into his sleeve!

On the top of the cliff, Cheng Shengfei held the sword tightly, his chest heaving violently, and turned to look at Cheng Peixin after a long moment of shock: "He...he...Master, he killed Xu Daosheng! He really dared to do it!"

Gritting his teeth again, he swung the sword vigorously: "This is exactly what a sect leader should look like!"

Cheng Peixin's face was also full of shock at this time. She turned her head to look at the dense forest in the distance, and looked at the master in the forest before looking away.

"Flying sword technique..." She exhaled slowly and muttered to herself, "He is...Sword Sect..."

The second update will be at 8 o'clock in the morning.

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