That was the sound of a weapon breaking!
Everyone hurriedly looked towards the direction of the sound,
They saw that the scimitar in Hua Cheng's hand was unscathed,
The long sword that Bai WuXiang was holding was blocked by Hua Cheng's backhand, but it was broken in two!
The eyes on the hilt of the Misfortune Blade looked at Xie Lian and kept rolling around, as if it had performed in front of Xie Lian, its heart was filled with joy. Hua Cheng laughed and said calmly, "It's fine. Brother doesn't have to worry. "He asked Bai WuXiang,
"Why should I care about you?"
Bai WuXiang snorted,
The Imperial Tutor couldn't hold it in anymore,
Afraid that he would anger his opponent, he said, "Young man,
Don't be too arrogant! "
Who knew,
Hua Cheng's next sentence was even more unbridled, holding the saber in one hand,
Showing off his ability,
Facing Bai WuXiang, he smiled and said, "After all,
When all's said and done, you're just a rotten old man full of jealousy. "
Not only did the Imperial Tutor not even have the strength to reprimand him for his fake smile,
Feng Xin and Mu Qing were both stupefied. This person was too daring!
Who would dare to say this in front of either Jun Wu or Bai WuXiang!
However, they had to admit,
Only Hua Cheng dared to say this. Because,
Perhaps only after he said this, Jun Wu or Bai WuXiang still couldn't do anything to him!
Mu Qing came down and took a few steps,
He muttered, "No wonder in the past … when it came to the Blood Rain Tanhua, Jun Wu always said to avoid it if possible and not to face it."
At this moment, a white shadow flashed and blocked in front of the Misfortune Blade. Xie Lian's eyes were sharp and saw the thing clearly. He said, "San Lang, don't cut that!"
It was the fetus spirit!
He saw it clearly, so did Hua Cheng. The tip of the saber tilted and retracted freely, changing from a slash to a flick, sending the white thing flying away. Feng Xin's pupils shrank in an instant. Seeing that the fetus spirit wasn't cut in half, he came back to his senses and said, "Come over quickly!"
The direction in which the fetus spirit was sent flying by Hua Cheng was heading towards him. Feng Xin went forward to pick it up. There weren't many strands of hair on its head to begin with, and when he shouted, it all stood up. Its throat gurgled, and it bit wildly, refusing to let him pick it up. Feng Xin couldn't help but say angrily, "F * ck! You stick to him whenever you see him and bite whenever you see me. Who exactly is your father?! "
Mu Qing suddenly said, "Have you ever treated him as your son? Did you ever call him by his name properly? "
Hearing this, Feng Xin was stunned and said, "I …"
On the other side, Xie Lian couldn't just watch the battle without moving. He hurriedly said, "You two be careful, I'll go up and take a look!"
Mu Qing whispered, "Be careful! Don't forget, you still have two … "
Xie Lian was slightly startled. He subconsciously touched his neck and felt the cursed shackle. But for some reason, he felt that Bai WuXiang would not use the curse to threaten him. Without another word, he rushed forward and saw that the red and white figures were fighting fiercely. After observing for a moment, he judged that it would be difficult for him to rashly join the battle. Ruoxie waved his hand and pulled the Imperial Preceptor over, saying, "Master! Are you alright? "
The Imperial Tutor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and said, "… I'm fine!"
Xie Lian asked, "Why are you sweating so much if you're fine?"
The Imperial Preceptor said, "Isn't it because I was scared by that Blood Rain Tanhua?"
At this time, he heard Feng Xin and Mu Qing cry out in alarm. Xie Lian raised his head and looked over, only to see Bai WuXiang's hands slightly drooping.
One of his arms had already been injured.
He turned his palm over and looked at the blood all over it. He sighed and smiled, "… It's been many years since someone could injure me to this degree."
Xie Lian had a bad premonition and said, "Master, he … is he angry?"
The Imperial Preceptor could be said to be the person who understood Bai WuXiang the most in this world. He said, "No … it's worse than him being angry. He … is happy. "
Pausing, Bai WuXiang turned towards Hua Cheng and asked with interest, "That scimitar of yours, was it refined from that eye you lost?"
Hua Cheng clearly had no interest in answering, but Xie Lian's heart suddenly jumped.
From the first time he saw Misfortune, he knew that this scimitar was definitely not ordinary. He also had a sixty percent guess that it might have been refined from Hua Cheng's lost eye. Bai WuXiang's tone was so certain. Could it really be so?
The Imperial Preceptor's brows slightly furrowed. After a moment, he suddenly said, "I remember."
Xie Lian asked, "Remember what?"
The Imperial Preceptor said, "I remember. I heard them talk about something before. A few hundred years ago, a malicious ghost came to Bronze Cauldron Mountain. "
Mu Qing said, "The number of malicious ghosts that came to Bronze Cauldron Mountain was at least several tens of thousands."
The Imperial Preceptor said, "Don't interrupt! — — That malicious ghost became a ghost for a very short period of time. It was very young, and when it came, it was about to vanish into thin air. But for some reason, it persisted and floated here. "
For some reason, Xie Lian's heart was beating wildly. He said, "Vanish into thin air? Why? "
The Imperial Preceptor said, "It seemed to be heavily injured, and its soul was almost scattered. Its consciousness wasn't very clear either. But as it floated around, it kept repeating that it wouldn't leave, it wouldn't leave. Maybe it was because it had an unfulfilled wish. In short, that year when Bronze Cauldron Mountain was opened, an accident happened. "
When Xie Lian heard 'it wouldn't leave', his heart inexplicably softened. He then asked, "What accident?"
"Not only did tens of thousands of ghosts gather in Bronze Cauldron Mountain, but there was also a group of living people who mistakenly entered the forbidden area."
"What?!"
The Imperial Preceptor said, "The Bronze Cauldron was filled with demons and ghosts. Normal people couldn't escape at all, and could only be used as nourishment. But for some reason, that malicious ghost brought along a large group of living people and escaped for many days. In the end, it was surrounded by tens of thousands of ghosts and forced to a dead end. It was about to be devoured along with the living people. "
Xie Lian knew that this lonely wandering wild ghost was definitely Hua Cheng!
He said, "And then?! Is there any way to escape and be saved? "
The Imperial Preceptor said, "There is. Refine a blood vessel and kill our way out. "
Mu Qing still couldn't help but interrupt, "Then the safest sacrifice, isn't it …"
Isn't it those living people who fell into a desperate situation!
Feng Xin and Mu Qing looked at Hua Cheng, who was completely focused on the fierce battle with Bai WuXiang. "Could it be … could it be that he …"
Xie Lian also held his breath. The Imperial Preceptor said, "Yes, he made his move."
Feng Xin and Mu Qing's expressions became indescribable. Xie Lian, however, didn't move, waiting for the Imperial Preceptor to continue. As expected, the Imperial Preceptor said, "He made his move. He suddenly went crazy and dug out one of his eyes."
"…"
The Imperial Preceptor said, "That malicious ghost almost attacked those living people, but for some reason, he didn't move in the end. Instead, he used one of his eyes as the price to refine a blood vessel. But that malicious ghost was originally holding on to his last breath. After digging out his eye, he should have completely fallen apart. But for some reason, he was stimulated by something and became completely awake. I don't know what evil vessel he refined, but it actually survived that battle. Also, there's something strange. "
Xie Lian forced himself to calm down, "What, what is it?"
The Imperial Preceptor said, "It's said that after that battle, a Heaven's Tribulation descended from the heavens and struck Bronze Cauldron Mountain. Do you know what this means? "
What else was there to say?
The Heaven's Tribulation descended, which meant that the heavens felt that someone in Bronze Cauldron Mountain had the qualifications to ascend.
Xie Lian grabbed the Imperial Preceptor and said, "Who? Who ascended?! "
The Imperial Preceptor said, "I only heard it from others. But in the Heavenly Court, none of the Heavenly Officials came from Bronze Cauldron Mountain. Either what I heard is completely false, or … "
The person who ascended jumped down and rejected the Heavenly Court!
Mu Qing couldn't accept it at all, "Ascended as a ghost? Is there really such a thing? And he rejected the ascension and jumped down himself?! It can't be him, right? He had just entered Bronze Cauldron Mountain at that time, he hadn't reached the pinnacle yet, right?! Jumping down like that … there's no telling if he'll live or die, right?! Why did he do it?! "
How could he do it to this extent?!
Suddenly, Xie Lian heard Bai WuXiang sigh, "Xian Le, you have a very loyal follower."
Before he finished, a face of sorrow and joy suddenly appeared in front of Xie Lian.
Xie Lian didn't expect Bai WuXiang to be able to get so close to him in an instant. His image was clearly reflected in the eyes of Bai WuXiang. Ruo Xie's hair stood on end, it wanted to attack, but in the end, it shrank back.
But it couldn't be blamed, because Ruo Xie had always been very smart. When it judged that its attack was useless, it would give up.
Bai WuXiang seemed to smile, because the sorrow and joy face split even wider.
In the next moment, the blade of Misfortune swept past his neck.
But it was a step too late, Bai WuXiang had already dodged.
He suddenly appeared at the highest point of the Sky-crossing Bridge, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just taking back my thing."
In his hand, there was a long sword that was completely black, like cold jade, with a silver heart piercing through the heart of the sword. Xie Lian subconsciously touched his back, and sure enough, the maiden heart that he was carrying was gone.
The maiden heart was originally Prince Wu Yong's sword. Bai WuXiang took away the sword that originally belonged to him.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces. The deathly white mask peeled off bit by bit, and finally completely fell off, revealing the face behind the mask. That white robe also turned into a white armor in the burning flames.
Finally, "Bai WuXiang" took off the mask, and became "Jun Wu".
Everyone held their breath and became vigilant.
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