Chapter 640 Chivalry (Part 1)

Hengxing and Hengxing whispered for a while in Taixu, while the other Taixu was dimly lit by fire. The young man in black sat cross-legged, with the small golden hammer in his hand. He raised his eyes and nodded gently.

On the other side, the frost and snow were white and whistling fiercely. A middle-aged woman stood in the sky and looked at him quietly. Li Xijun below had already left in the burning wind. She shook her head and said with a smile:

"Amazing."

Tu Longjian didn't know whether she was mocking Guo Hongyao or praising Li Xijun, so he just said in a deep voice:

"I've met Senior Tianwan."

"Not worthy of it."

Master Tianwan's tone was as cold as frost and snow, Taixu frost vibrated between his breaths, and he replied in a cold voice.

She is the wife of Guo Shentong. She was a direct descendant of the Golden Feather Sect. She eloped with Guo Shentong in Douxuantian and led Red Reef Island to its peak, creating its current foundation. She is also the only Zifu that appears on Red Reef Island today. .

Tu Longjian's voice was clear and sincere as he replied:

"Li is not targeting Guidao, she is just forced to fight back... Fortunately, Hong Jian is fine, please be considerate."

Now that Tu Longjian started talking, Master Tianwan was covered with frost and snow, and he said coldly:

"Guo Hongyao was impulsive and was killed by Li Xijun. Since Jun Jian owed Li a favor, it was just for the sake of his face. But he killed Guo Hongkang and took away the treasure. How to solve it?"

Tu Longjian knew in his heart that Li Xijun's murder and treasure grabbing were most likely prompted by Heng Zhu, just to force him to die. Who in the Zifu who was present and watching from the side didn't know this in his heart? Hengzhu even pretended to be helping the Li family, so it was hard to blame him.

If he pointed out this matter, it would be a clear rejection of the Hengzhu sect and that he would stand on the side of Chijiao Island. Chijiao Island is a sect of the East China Sea. How could he agree to it? He only said in a low voice:

"Guidao acts fiercely, and it is inevitable that he will panic..."

"panic?"

Tianwan refused to give up, shook his head and said:

"Fellow Taoist is just talking nonsense... I just want to ask one thing, you Jun Jian want to save Li Xijun's life, but also protect Fang Tianshi, how can such a good thing happen? You only hand over the [Six Ding Combination Fire Order] to me, and all this matter will be exposed However, from now on, fellow Taoist will be my guest on Chijiao Island, and the affairs between the Li family and this island will be put aside, so we get the best of both worlds."

Tianwan specially sent Guo Hongyao over, and said to Hengzhu: "You add a handful of firewood, and I will add a handful of fire." Just for this sentence, how could Tu Longjian not know? He looked at Tianwan with his delicate face and finally replied:

"[Six Ding Binhuo Order] The junior is of great use and cannot be returned to the senior for the time being."

As soon as he said these words, Master Tianwan's expression became cold, and Tu Longjian quietly confronted her. This woman had the four magical powers of the late Zifu. He was only in the early stage of Zifu, but Tulongjian was not afraid at all.

Without him, as long as Tianwan takes action, Hengzhu, who is fighting the fire, will definitely stand behind him. This is the result that Hengzhu has been looking forward to for a long time!

Master Tianwan was still observing him carefully and spoke softly:

"Back then, I sent Guo Hongyao to Wangyue Lake to investigate Xu Xiao. I thought I could use his fortune to lift up this useless junior, but I never thought...Xu Xiao was killed by some Taoist friend first, and the situation was messed up... Liu Ding and the Fire Order... fell into your hands instead."

"Although the magical power has been refined, let's forget the past, but the Six Ding Binghuo Order is an ancient spiritual weapon, which is not trivial. There is no rush. Fellow Taoist, you should think about it carefully."

Although Master Tianwan's tone was cold, his words were not strong. It was obvious that the situation on Chijiao Island was not good, and this master who cultivated Hanqi magical power did not intend to offend him to death.

'She still has something to rely on...'

Tu Longjian paused for a moment, and his eyes burning with hazy flames looked through Taixu to the present world. Li Xijun flew hundreds of miles, could no longer suppress his injuries, and fell down on the island with the fire in his heart.

Master Tianwan also raised his eyes to look at the present world and said softly:

"Dragon Slaying Jian, my husband is also destined to have a destiny. People like you are born noble, and if you have the energy to do chivalry and righteousness, everything will be rewarded. I am curious, do ordinary people get rewards for doing righteous deeds?"

Tu Longjian frowned and said softly:

"Senior means..."

Master Tianwan looked at him quietly and said softly:

"I used my magical power to see that two casual cultivators came to this island later. They were from Jiangnan and were favored by the Li clan. Neither you nor I can use my magical power to influence him. Can these two people save him?"

"this…"

Tu Longjian thought about it several times in his mind. Tianwan's unbridled move was so unexpected that he fell silent.

It stands to reason that he is from the male fire group, and Tianwan is from the Han Qi group, both of them are not good at calculating. Their magical powers are clashing in Taixu again. Under their feet is Li Xijun, who has long been unpredictable. He thought over and over again and thought to himself:

"I am not the only person Li is close to in the Zifu. Besides, I have backup and am not afraid of her."

"If these two people miss their old friendship and don't do anything to them, I can still take some initiative..."

After settling down, he nodded and said:

"Then you and I will wait."

…

East China Sea.

Rainfall and thunderstorms have always shrouded the country, and it finally became bright and sunny for a while. Then the weather turned gloomy again, with thunder and drizzle.

Li Xijun flew hundreds of miles, and the fire had penetrated from his eyes, and the effect of [Mingshuang Pine Ridge] was bit by bit. However, with his perseverance, he flew beyond the reach of the farthest island of Qingzhou Reef. Observation range.

After flying all the way here, he realized that the dark force entangled in him seemed to have been disturbed by something, and finally disappeared. A string tightened in Li Xijun's heart and suddenly broke, and he fell headlong into the sea.

When he was about to approach the sea, he suddenly woke up. The bottom of the sea was the territory of dragons, and shrimps, soldiers, and crabs were circling around. If he fell into the sea in this state, he would most likely be caught by these little monsters, and he would have to hold on and fly for a while.

However, there was no island here anymore. He vaguely saw a reef, and a sleeve of magic hit it. There was a soft clicking sound, and a piece of solid ice suddenly froze out.

As he fell, he forced himself to pop out a talisman, protecting himself within it. Li Xijun finally lost consciousness and fell onto it with a plop.

The rain between the sky and the earth is hazy, dripping on the ice.

After a while, two rays of light flew from the north, trailing light black tail flames. Two monks in Taoist robes approached in the wind, circled twice, and cautiously stopped nearby.

Two people appeared, one looked to be in his seventies, hunched over, holding a long wooden sword in his hand, with a slightly cold face, the other was huge, slightly younger, holding an ax in each hand. , thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking at him warily.

The cold old man looked at the man in red robe who fell on the ice, swallowed, and whispered:

"Fellow Daoist Rui, look at this..."

The strong man surnamed Rui frowned, looked at him sideways, examined the flames on the red-robed man, and replied:

"What a powerful flame. This monk seems to be seriously injured and about to die... Just take a look, I think he will have a big problem after about ten hours!"

The cold old man swallowed again and whispered:

"Fellow Daoist Rui is too knowledgeable, how can he not save him even when he is dead? Why don't we save him quickly?"

The two looked at each other and saw each other's greed. The strong man surnamed Rui replied:

"Don't you see the brilliance of the talisman on his body? If you don't deal with this thing, how can you 'save' him?"

The cold old man hesitated for a while and whispered:

"But the [Opening and Purifying Talisman] is very expensive...it is a life-saving thing, and I only have three left..."

He was glared at by the strong man surnamed Rui, so he had to take out the talisman from his sleeve, cast spells and recite incantations, and finally pinched a beam of green light from his fingertips and said:

"go!"

The blue light exploded to pieces with a bang, but the magic shield on the man only dimmed. Both of them were stunned and said to themselves:

"nice one!"

The two of them couldn't recognize the talisman in front of them at all. Seeing that it had not been broken, they were shocked at first. The man in red robe still lay indifferently, his eyes were shining brightly, and the cold old man said:

"This is happening!"

The two knew that the person in front of them must be a wealthy man. The cold old man quickly took out two more talismans and went to the strong man on the side to collect two. The four talismans were activated at the same time, and they all gathered at his fingertips.

He was still worried and quickly raised his head to look at his partner. At the same time, he took out his magic weapon, condensed his spells, and shouted in unison:

"Go!"

The magic light that gathered all the belongings of the two people hit the shield, making a loud noise. The light shield was dimmed to the extreme, but it was still strong. The two of them were horrified, and they quickly raised the magic weapon and smashed it with all their strength. .

The two of them struggled for a long time, both of them were exhausted and out of breath. Then they saw the light shield explode with a click. The cold old man, sweating profusely, sat down on the ground and sighed:

"It's terrible."

The strong man surnamed Rui swept away his spiritual consciousness, but the hair on his body stood on end. He jumped up on the spot and howled:

"Damn it! Foundation building!"

He seemed to have been stung by a scorpion and ran away with all his strength. The cold old man froze for half a breath, his legs shaking like chaff, and jumped twice on the wind. The two of them fled to the north, one after the other. .

The sea breeze blew, and after half a quarter of an hour, the two figures approached furtively on the wind, and landed not far away. One person said:

"If he had any remaining strength, he would have been able to kill you and me with just one breath."

Emboldened for themselves, the two of them moved forward again and landed in front of them. The cold old man tremblingly stretched out his magic weapon to pick out the storage bag. The long sword trembled as if it was about to fall. He hooked it twice in a row. Just took that thing over.

He squinted his eyes and took a closer look. A familiar large lake appeared above, with a large character written on it:

"plum."

"Qingdu Li family!"

The two of them have been overseas these days and did not know that the Li family had unified Wangyue Lake. They were suddenly speechless. You look at me, I look at you. The cold old man muttered a few words and looked at the strong man surnamed Rui hesitantly:

"The one who held the thunder in Jiang'an and saved me was Li Qinghong... The one holding the bow in the sky was Li Xuanfeng... After all, he was kind."

The strong man surnamed Rui frowned, but the cold old man had already made up his mind and whispered:

"You and I will help him and send him back to the lake. Will Mr. Li treat us badly?"

The two of them approached again on the wind, and it was much calmer to land in front of the ice. The strong man surnamed Rui took a look, suddenly paused, with a look of fear on his face, and whispered:

"But you forgot what skills we practiced!"

The cold old man frowned and said with some confusion:

"What's the point? Don't say that I'm waiting in the East China Sea. Even in Jiangnan, there are people who practice magic in private..."

The strong man surnamed Rui said fearfully:

"What do you know! The Li family is from a righteous family, and those under the rule hate cannibalism the most. We have practiced the Blood Qi Demonic Art and cannibalized more than a hundred people. How can you tolerate me? You thought you would be sent back to receive the reward, but he will kill you with one sword I'll kill him!"

The cold old man was frightened, hesitated for a moment, and replied:

"Then...then we can only leave him here...I'll run away quickly!"

The strong man surnamed Rui peeked at him secretly and said sadly:

"You and I broke his magic shield and tampered with his storage bag. How can we not know that there are countless immortal magics in the aristocratic family? If you and I don't save him, if he really dies, how can we spare you and me!"

"you!"

The cold old man suddenly felt in a dilemma and murmured:

"What should I do?"

Seeing his hesitation, the strong man surnamed Rui felt greedy in his heart and gritted his teeth and said:

"Why don't you and I steal his storage bag, go all the way to the north, and try to build a foundation? Wouldn't it be an opportunity..."

The cold old man was a little moved. He was in a dilemma holding the storage bag and whispered:

"Then! According to what you said..."

The strong man surnamed Rui stepped forward, took a careful look at Li Xijun, looked at it twice blankly, then felt shuddering, and said in an incomprehensible manner:

"Look at him, he looks like a banished immortal... It's okay if he looks stupid, but such a handsome person must be a swordsman of the Li family. His swordsmanship may indicate how he can reach the gods..."

"What exactly do you want!"

The cold old man was worried and asked, but the strong man surnamed Rui only said in a low voice:

"He must be a master of swordsmanship. He is going to offend the Li family anyway, so he is just trying to build the foundation. Sooner or later, you and I will die. If we kill him, then we will have fewer enemies..."

"What's more, he was about to be burned to death by the flames. If you and I secretly added two swords, we wouldn't be able to recognize them. As long as he was burned to death by fire, we can only find out that he was killed by the person who made the fire. On the contrary, if Let him slow down, maybe he will come after the storage bag."

This strong man surnamed Rui was only half-experienced, half-guessed and half-guessed, but what he said was so serious that he frightened his companions all at once.

He had been listening to the strong man surnamed Rui all the way, and he was a little confused for a while. He watched the strong man surnamed Rui pick up the ice-like long sword from the ground, and huddled in the corner with his head lowered.

The strong man surnamed Rui pulled it out twice in a row, but Han Lin refused to take out the sheath. The cold light was so strong that it cut the palm of his hand to bleed profusely. He screamed miserably and dropped the Qingfeng, covering his palm and glaring angrily.

"Damn it!"

He took the long sword of the gloomy old man and pierced the man with the sword, but it was blocked by the body of the cassock and could not penetrate. His hands and feet began to tremble. He spoke decisively, but his movements were trembling, and he said in horror:

"what!"

He stabbed the young man three times in a row, all to no avail. He took a deep breath, found a gap in the corner of the cassock, drew his sword and stabbed the young man in the belly.

The man felt as if he had been plunged into cotton. There was no blood in the traces made by the long sword. He only heard a series of friction and collision sounds, as if there was something hard under the skin.

"ah!"

The old man on the side could see clearly that the red heart and lungs under the hole revealed a stony color, which stung his eyes. He jumped up on the spot like a toad and mourned:

"Stone... His internal organs are all made of red stones! Fellow Daoist Rui... run away... I don't need any storage bags... I don't need any foundation building!"

The strong man surnamed Rui's face turned red, as if he was about to bleed, and he whispered:

"The old guy has no ambition. It's just a matter of death. Foundation building is so glorious!"