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Chapter 40 Heart Demon

Chang Xi rose into the air, and his twisted waist was tense and suddenly he was forced. The moon rainbow, two fingers wide, was placed on the iron willow bow and pointed straight into the sky. The iron willow bow, as hard as gold and stone, accompanied Chang Xi through countless life and deaths in three years, and the bow body was already covered with scratches. In this sword formation filled with sword energy, many new sword marks were added to the bow body in a very short time.

"Train the sword with a bow?!"

Staring at the arrogant figure in the sword formation, a sense of absurdity arose in his heart. I have never heard of such absurd sword technique in the immortal cultivation world. If the old monsters in Qingyun Mountain who adhere to the traditional swordsmanship look at him, it would be strange if he doesn't lose his skin.

But at this moment, Chang Xi's figure who was not afraid of difficulties and faced difficulties made "Qingfeng" sarcastically sarcastically block the mouth. He stared at this scene blankly, and a sense of admiration that he had never felt before. So what about absurdity? Ask how many people in Qingyun Mountain can still resist under the pressure of the sword energy that is almost Jindan realm? The unwillingness to bow their heads and swords like dragons is definitely not a false act. He really wants to win.

He hopes that this unique boy can take this sword.

This is an idea he had never had before.

"Storm-style, open!"

The bow was bent and the moon was full. The moment the bow string made of beast tendons broke, the Yuehong sword rushed straight to the sky with dazzling spiritual light. As the sound of something breaking sounded, the turbulent wind swept the sword energy that was originally overflowing around. Chang Xi's face was pale, and his whole body fell from the air with exhaustion. He still did not forget to put the broken iron willow bow into the storage bag.

The Yuehong sword moves forward without any fancy, directly colliding with the blue giant sword.

A strange scene appeared in the sky.

The blue giant sword that emitted a sharp sword energy from a high place actually stopped in the air without any slightest advance. At the tip of the blue giant sword, a crystal sword shadow that was so narrow that it could almost be ignored, but this long sword that seemed to be overestimating its ability when it was a mantis arm, really blocked the attack.

"it's over."

"Qingfeng" only glanced at it and knew that the three swords agreement had come to an end. The expression on his face was full of complexity, surprises, annoyance, and a little unspeakable reluctance. But more of it was the feeling of relief that surged on his face at this moment. Will such an interesting boy still have a chance to meet again in the future? I really want to see how far the boy can go on this rugged road of cultivation.

"Come on, Chang Xi."

"Qingfeng" raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he swung his sleeves and turned around and left. He took a step forward, and his figure gradually became illusory, leaving only a sincere emotion sounded slowly.

The moment "Qingfeng" turned around and disappeared, the blue giant sword began to crack a few tiny cracks from the tip of the sword. In just a few breaths of fun, the cracks spread, and the sound of "crack" was endless. In Chang Xi's blurry gaze, the blue giant sword finally couldn't bear Yuehong's sharpness and fell apart. The deep blue sword energy condensed together exploded, shaking Yuehong backwards, and pierced deeply into the green jade ground beside Chang Xi.

The scattered scattered sword energy shot towards the surroundings. Chang Xi's dantian cyclone, which was so dry that there was no trace of spiritual power, cyclone burst out with weak wail. The sea of ​​blood that was originally boiling in his chest could not stir up any waves at this time, and he could not even move his fingers. Looking at the scattered sword energy that was attacking the sky, Chang Xi gritted his teeth and had to close his eyes.

...

After a while, Chang Xi gradually opened his eyes. What caught his eye was not the sword energy that had hit the sky in his memory before, but instead was a night sky covered with burning clouds and half of the night sky was as bright as day. Below was a soft green grass, and the moon rainbow with a faint light on the sword body was inserted beside him.

Chang Xi was shocked by the huge contrast and suddenly stood up. A wisp of mind sank into his body, and all the injuries on his body had disappeared. The spiritual power in the dantian was full, and there was no problem with the sea of ​​blood. Without any effort, he pulled out the Yuehong that was deeply pierced into the grass. Chang Xi looked at the grass where he had just lying, and felt a little familiar.

Looking up, there were several flames flashing at the end of the rugged mountain road, and a few roars and cries that seemed to be wild animals.

Chang Xi's expression changed drastically and shook his head fiercely. He stepped back several steps and almost couldn't stand steadily.

"This is...a village three years ago?!"

Chang Xi subconsciously wanted to deny the thoughts in his heart, but the grass in front of him that he often lie on his rest when he was a child and the unforgettable roars came from afar, which kept stimulating his mind and making it difficult for him to calm down. Taking a deep breath to calm down his fluctuating state of mind, Chang Xi's hand holding Yuehong tightly turned white. A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and a black dress suddenly disappeared into the darkness.

Wolf shadows rage in the mountain village.

The brutal demon wolf, whose body was about a foot long, was hunting and killing innocent villagers. The countless broken limbs were broken, and the place where they looked was bright red. Several thatched huts were lit by torches that fell to the ground, igniting a huge fire that soared into the sky. In the fire, there was still a vague figure curled up in the corner of the house. After a wolf shadow that rushed over, there was no sound, leaving only the chilling sound of chewing and the sound of bone breaking, just like the purgatory on earth.

Chang Xi, who was leaping into the air with a terrifying stairs under his feet, saw this scene and his eyes were full of eyes. When he saw the figure of the woman he was obsessed with and often thought of at night, he was about to die of the wolf's mouth, the sea of ​​blood in Chang Xi's chest suddenly burst into huge waves dozens of feet of waves. The endless anger gushed in his eyes almost actually ignited the night sky. Explosive power was used on his arms, and the moon rainbow in his hand was thrust hard!

When the giant demon wolf, which was almost two feet long, was about to swallow the human woman in front of him, he instinctively felt a warning. The wolf, the size of a millstone, shrank back, and a sword shadow almost touched the wolf, and flew over it, deeply inserted it in front of the woman. Several black wolf hairs as hard as gold and iron were chopped down and slowly floated down. A scarlet color rose in the eyes of the huge wolf, looking at the human boy who was standing in front of him who was ignorant of the sky and earth.

The woman looked at the cheek of the strange boy blocking his face, and the more she looked, she felt like her son. She was still in shock and grabbed Chang Xi's sleeve and said tremblingly: "Xi...Xi'er?"

"Mom, you and dad are gone quickly, I'm here!"

Chang Xi glanced at the middle-aged man who was rushing to the side. Although he was a great enemy, he could no longer take his eyes off. The temperature that kept flowing between his fingers in his memory was the deepest pain in his heart. The corners of his eyes were blurred, and a line of clear tears flowed down his cheeks, just trying to engrave his father's figure deep in his heart.

The middle-aged man helped the woman and looked at Chang Xi with a look of surprise. Just as he was about to ask, a bloody storm beside him suddenly appeared, and a wolf claw wrapped in black demonic energy suddenly dilated in the middle-aged man's pupils. He had to subconsciously hug the woman in his arms tightly and closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate.

"Puff!"

The sound of wolf claws piercing through the body sounded, and the middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes. In front of him was a tender palm that was not wide.

The sharp wolf claws pierced through the tender palms, and the tip of the wolf claws flashing with a cold white light under the firelight was only about an inch away from his forehead. Blood dripped down the edge of the tender palms, and each drop seemed to be dripping on the middle-aged man's heart ache like a knife. For some reason, the middle-aged man inexplicably wet the corners of his eyes and couldn't wipe them dry.

"Go away."

The boy with his back to him had a weak tone. His body, which was not burly and generous, was like the highest mountain in the world blocking the couple and the cruel demon wolf. The boy's shoulders were trembling slightly, not because of the physical pain caused by the piercing of his palm, but because of his deep reluctance and nostalgia for the coming farewell.

The middle-aged man was not an indecisive person. He could see clearly the current situation. He picked up the woman and never looked back no matter how she begged and cried. He knew that staying would only become a burden to the child. He suppressed the inexplicable sorrow and sorrow in his heart and ran to the bottom of the mountain.

When can the cruel demon wolf tolerate two human ants running away like this now? He wanted to pull back the claws that pierced the human teenager's palm, but it appeared. No matter how hard it tried, it could not pull back its claws from the tender palm that covered a blue film.

"I am your opponent of the demon beast!"

Chang Xi raised his head, and a fierce light that had never been seen in his eyes rose in his eyes for a long time. The left palm, which covered the maximum spirit protection technique, suddenly broke the claws on the wolf's claws. The reaction force made the already blood-flowing wound even more terrifying, but Chang Xi ignored it. The cruel arc on the corner of his mouth was no less than that of the demon wolf!

The demon wolf finally pulled back the wolf claws in pain. Just as he was about to rush, he saw Yue Hong flashing violent spiritual power on Chang Xi's right hand, and for some reason, a trace of fear arose in his subconscious.

Chang Xi tore off a piece of Taoist robe and bandaged the terrifying wound on his left hand casually. The sound in his mouth was as cold as the unshakable Xuanbing. "A beast who is perfect in the early stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm? OK! I could only kill you by the hands of the leader Qinglan. Today, either you die or I die!"
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