Fengguixu

Chapter 47

There are four halls under the gate of Datong Palace——Weapon Hall, as the name suggests, focuses on forging weapons and recruits famous masters of sword and iron in the martial arts world. The hall, which manages medicinal materials and runs a business, has a cornucopia covering the north and south of the river; the hall of Jianxing is responsible for the daily teaching and examination of the disciples, and the master of the hall, Guo Chengzhang, is known for his ruthless selflessness; The pagoda tree forest in this place came from the hands of his disciples.

Another well-known masterpiece of Xuanji Hall is the "Calling Soul Formation" shouted by Xiao Guan at this time.

Fourteen Wushan disciples jumped into the courtyard quietly, standing in four directions, waiting eagerly.

The stars hang down the plains, and the night falls.

On the ridge of the roof, the two had exchanged more than a hundred moves, and the flame not far away was jumping on the cheeks of the two of them.

Qiu Chaosheng was slightly sweating on his forehead. He had exhausted all his life's knowledge, but he still couldn't get close to the young man in front of him.The more he fights, the more disgusting he gets in his chest, hot sweat drips from his temples, he is nearly forty years old, his physical strength is naturally weaker than that of a young guy, if he keeps pestering him, won't the disciples in the courtyard see him as a joke?

Just at this moment, a whistle came from the base of the courtyard wall.

With a thought in his mind, Qiu Chaosheng knew that the formation had been set up. He was overjoyed, but his face remained calm. He rushed forward, stepping on the tiles, rising vertically, standing upside down in mid-air and diving, his hands alternately downwards, and the wind in his palms urged him quickly.

Shen Xu was attacked by him from top to bottom, the vital points all over his body were covered by the palm wind, there was no way to avoid it, so he had no choice but to follow the trend and fall into the courtyard.

As soon as his heels touched the ground, the pressure dropped suddenly, Qiu Chao retreated instead of advancing, turned around and jumped onto the wall, sneering with his hands behind his back, looking very strange.

Shen Xu didn't feel good right away, just about to perform lightness kung fu, he only heard "huhu" several times, red shadows flew around his head, each of the disciples of Xuanji Hall who had prepared earlier held a red banner, seven layers of red banner or horizontal Or vertical, or oblique or flat, like the red clouds in the sky, they are constantly changing and rolling, layer upon layer, covering the sky and covering the earth, enclosing the Shenxu in the middle.

Shen Xu knew he had been tricked, so he stood still.

The figure behind the red flag ran quickly, and suddenly heard a scream of "咻", a hidden weapon struck from behind itself, hitting the ankle, and at the same time, another hidden weapon attacked the front door from the front!Attacking up and down, he leaped up and narrowly avoided the one under his feet. Before the sole of his foot hit the ground, the other one had already shot directly between his eyebrows. At this moment, it was too late to be short. A copper coin, buckled at the fingertips.

With a crisp sound of "Ding", a pitch-black steel needle pierced through the copper coin and landed at the foot, the tip of the needle was quenched with a blue light.

With this blow, Shen Xu understood that this "Spirit Summoning Formation" was actually using fluttering red flags as a blindfold, so that the disciples could hide their bodies and secretly assassinate them.

They are also very particular about the timing and location of their hidden weapons. They shoot from several directions at the same time, all aiming at tricky parts that are beyond the reach of manpower.

The red banner gradually gathered, and the closer it got, the shorter and shorter the interval between hidden weapons firing. The copper coins in Shen Xu's arms were quickly thrown away. While avoiding, he also paid attention to the figures running back and forth behind the red banner. Soon, he discovered the law that their position changes followed, according to the eight-door armor-closing techniques of Naixiu, life, injury, du, scene, death, surprise, and opening.While they were changing positions, he flew up, took the opportunity to jump up, and was about to break through the red flag on the top, but when someone outside the venue yelled, the red flag above his head suddenly pulled straight, and the smooth cloth surface hung down tens of thousands in an instant. Thousands of inverted cones, cold light!Anyone who bumps into it will be pierced with hundreds of holes!

It turns out that there is such a vicious mechanism hidden here!

Seeing that there was no hope of breaking through, Shen Hui stopped the situation and turned around, wondering if he was going to die here today?

If you die, you die, but it's nothing.

It's just that I feel a little lost in my heart, as if a small person is pulling the whole heart down, falling into a gray lake, floating up and down, floating, shrinking, and trembling.

He closed his eyes.

Perhaps it was the heaven's favor, maybe it was because he should not die, in the low panting sound, a "catch" sounded so clear and powerful!

In the ten feet of soft red, a blue front pierced through the shackles.

He moved, and the snow-white shadow was like a breeze blowing across the ground, and it was about to become a mottled afterimage. After avoiding the instant needle rain, he stopped, stretched out his hand flatly, and his wide sleeves fell down like a waterfall, revealing a section of white hair. Wrist, and in that slender and clean hand, there is already a long sword.

The shiny sword body of the No Bullying Sword reflected a pair of clear eyebrows and eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at the direction he came from. When he saw the person who sent the sword into the battle, his eyes moved slightly.

"you are welcomed."

Yu Jinhuan sat crookedly on the wall, dangling his two long legs. He changed into an indigo gown again, with belts fluttering around. Interpretation of gentle scum.

Shen Xu moved his lips, wanting to ask where you went, but he didn't ask.

There is no need to ask.

Just come back.

The heart that fell into the lake returned to its original position wetly, with some unknown joy and joy.He turned his eyes back, and his clear gaze swept across layers of red waves. .

At this time, he had a sword in his hand, with a sword heart like a human being, with something to rely on, and arrogance was born of himself, and he danced a sword flower casually, and the mighty sword energy shocked everyone.

It is very difficult for anyone in the world to be able to resist Shen Xu's sword.

One person is fine.

14 people are worth mentioning.

The occasional wailing sound, combined with the sound of cracking silk, almost frightened the courage of this group of people. The red banners all over the sky were pierced by the grand sword energy and shattered into pieces.

The night sky was like red rain mixed with knives, and in the rain stood a rustling white robe, cool and calm, like a Shura bathed in blood, and also like a god of ferrying.

When the last disciple of Xuanji Hall was also hit by the inverted sword hilt, he fell straight in front of him, and another person rushed from the side.

Shen Xu glanced over from the corner of his eye, only vaguely seeing a figure.

It doesn't matter who this person is, it doesn't matter whether he is tall, short, fat or thin, his age is not important, he is just an ordinary one among the thousands of disciples in the University Schoolmate Palace, and it is just the sword thrown by Palace Master Qiu Wall of flesh.He came too fast, broke in through the gate of death, and was caught off guard, and Shen Xu had no time to get past the point of the sword.

"Pfft-"

The sword body sank into the flesh, and the fresh liquid slowly dripped down the blood groove, dripping on Shen Xu's toes, and bright red flowers bloomed.

Shen Xu stared at the strange face distorted by pain, blank for a moment.

He thought of the lack of wind, Yin Ni, and the many people he met after going down the mountain.

These people who were once alive died in front of him one after another.

It was only a momentary loss of consciousness, but in the eyes of experts, it was already a fatal flaw. Through the heavy clothes, Shen Xu could already feel the palm wind from the back of his heart.

With a single palm of the hand that picks the stars, the heart veins are severed, and he is close to death.

Such a fast speed, such a short distance, and his sword is still stuck in the flesh and blood, like a beast trapped in a cage!

He gritted his teeth, did not look at the unfortunate chosen disciple, and drew his sword.

A bloody arrow shot out wildly, splashing half of his face.

Then he spun his heels at the fastest speed in his life, and sent the sword backhand.

The sleeves of the clothes were raised and then dropped.

Not bullying pierced the long wind, and also pierced the splendid silk clothes.

Qiu Chaosheng's palm also hit the warm and firm body.

Lose both?

Shen Xu was bewildered, but why, he didn't feel the feeling of being cut off?

His figure was shrouded in heavy shadows, his ears were pounding with a violent heartbeat, he took a deep breath, and then a familiar breath wafted in the air, his heart skipped a beat, his hand holding the sword trembled, and he slowly raised his eyelids——

After realizing it, someone blocked the palm for him.

Shen Xu never knew that Yu Jinhuan's light function was so fast, this person was clearly sitting on the wall watching the play calmly, and in a split second he was already in front of him, even without him noticing.

The three of them were deadlocked in a strange posture, and no one dared to step forward.

Shen Xu's sword sank into Qiu Chaosheng's waist, Qiu Chaosheng's palm stuck to Yu Jinhuan's back, Yu Jinhuan's two hands held Shen Xu's shoulders, and his fingers gradually tightened.

Shen Xu slightly widened his eyes, his pupils trembling.

Yu Jinhuan looked down, so focused, his eyes were different from usual, no longer frivolous, no longer superficial, but soft and restrained, it seemed to be full of stories, heavy, so full that it almost turned into substance and overflowed.

He seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

Shen Xu didn't understand.

He has never understood Yu Jinhuan.

It's like he didn't understand why this person jumped out to die now after pretending to be so watertight before.

The blood slipped down from the corner of his lips uncontrollably, against the cold white complexion, it was shocking, Yu Jinhuan actually smiled slightly, so more blood spit out, staining the front of his clothes.

The thick bloody smell instantly invaded the nostrils, Shen Xu frowned: "Don't laugh."

"Who told you to keep staring at me." Yu Jinhuan said hoarsely, "You look at me like this, I just want to laugh."

Shen Xu: "What are you laughing at?"

Yu Jinhuan's smile became brighter and brighter: "Laugh at your sad little face is written all over, it's over, you owe a lot of favors, and I'm afraid you won't be able to pay it off in this lifetime."

This sentence was too long, I don't know which Qi machine in his body was involved, he couldn't breathe well, he turned his head and vomited a puddle of blood again.

Shen Xu's face paled, and obvious panic flashed in his eyes, he quickly put his sword back into its sheath, and before he had time to check whether Palace Master Qiu was stabbed by the sword, he put his arms around Yu Jinhuan's waist, and raised his arms. The falcon fell, jumped a few feet away with the man on his back, and climbed over the wall in full view of everyone.

All the disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to stop them.

After rushing out of the courtyard, the crisis was resolved, and Yu Jinhuan then safely shifted all her weight onto Shen Xu's shoulders, focusing on her own injuries, and secretly used kung fu to heal them.

Fangcai forced that palm out of desperation, although luck protected his heart veins in advance, but the star picking hand is a star picking hand after all, and should not be underestimated, even if the method of inverting the meridians loses ten percent of his palm strength Six, the remaining [-]% is enough for him to drink a pot.

At this time, the aftermath in the body is one after another, the internal organs are burning like fire, twisted into a ball, it is really hard to bear.

Shen Xu noticed that he fell silent in a rare way, and stopped playing tricks, so he couldn't help worrying: "You..."

Yu Jinhuan rustled, pulled Shen Xu's sleeve, wiped her mouth, closed her eyes and said, "I'm fine."

Shen Xu hesitated for a while, and asked, "Are you going to die?"

"It's hard to say." Yu Jinhuan bent his eyes in the dark, and pretended to be overwhelmed, bowed his waist and lowered his head, buried his face in his neck, and said weakly in his floating voice, "Before I died, some I have to explain to you."

Shen Xu frowned: "You say."

Yu Jinhuan: "Before you enter the earth to be safe, remember to change into clean and decent clothes for this young master. The best material is Huanhua brocade and soft smoke, and the last thing is to be decorated with brocade. Also, don't take this opportunity to peep at this young master's real clothes." Otherwise, even a ghost will not let you go."

Shen Xu: "..."

After finishing speaking, Yu Jinhuan passed out.

The author has something to say: Shen Xu: It was arranged clearly.