Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 701

[Chapter seven hundred and first return]

Hu Hanxie was out of anger.

He also saw something wrong.

The Golden Shirt Club Killer has already lost a lot, but until now, it has not been able to make a breakthrough.

This is completely different from what he expected.

“Master…”

The elders also began to hesitate: “It took too long.”

The golden shirt will be all elite, almost killing one person with a thousand people, but in front of the swordsmanship that is like a python and a dragon, no matter how you are, you can’t take a step forward.

He clearly felt that the other party was about to collapse from exhaustion, but he was able to continue to survive somehow.

If it goes on like this, it’s just a joke.

Hu Hanxie’s face became more and more gloomy, but there was nothing he could do.

——He has also made a move, and he has not changed the situation of the battle.

They were not the only family who surrounded and killed the Xuan family boy.

He looked back and saw that the mountain peaks were towering and the echoes curled, as if they were all mocking.

“They… should have all arrived.”

If it goes on like this, it will be a farce.

“withdraw.”

The Golden Shirts will act decisively.

There were a lot of damages and no achievements, and the other party and the third son of Shen hadn’t made a move – until the origin of this unknown swordsman was found out, it was really not suitable to continue fighting.

The Golden Shirt will be a killer who is not afraid of death, but after all, he was terrified by this strange swordsmanship. Now the Lord of the meeting was frightened and ordered, like a low tide, and it receded cleanly in an instant. If it hadn’t left bloodstains and corpses, it seemed that nothing had happened.

cough cough-

Yuanshan suddenly relaxed, his long sword leaned on the ground, bleeding from his nose and mouth, and a dark cough.

There were corpses all over him.

In this battle, “Sick Sword Immortal” Yuanshan became famous in one fell swoop.

The golden shirt would dispatch a thousand masters, but failed to cross the line of the long sword of Yuanshan Mountain, killing 109 people and injuring countless people.

The world is shocked!

Originally thought that the only obstacle to chasing the Xuan family orphans was the so-called great swordsman Shen Zhenyi, but he didn’t expect that before he made a move, the golden shirt would be kicked on the iron plate.

“Sick Sword Xianyuan Mountain? What kind of character is this? How could he not use Qianlong, one of the nine secret swords?”

“Does he have anything to do with the girl in red that assassinated Prince Yuan?”

“No matter what, this person blocked the Golden Shirt Club with a sword, and he has become famous all over the world.”

“Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he is, he will still die in the end.”

Protecting the blood of the Xuan family is a mortal road.

Whether it is the rumored great swordsman or the newly rising sick swordsman. The fact that the Golden Shirts will return in defeat does not mean that they will let it go, and when they make a comeback, it will be even more terrifying and devastating.

What’s more – the Golden Shirts are not the only ones to deal with them.

“It’s getting dark.”

Yuanshan was covered in blood, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He walked over to the stunned Xuan Ye and patted him on the shoulder: “Let’s walk forward for a while, and then find a place to rest.”

Every wound hurts.

The consumption after the transformation made him even more dizzy.

– but it’s not over yet.

Elder Xuan’s entrustment is to let him protect Xuan Yan and return to his hometown.

It’s still very early for them to go.

“You… are you alright…”

Miss Yuan was stunned and asked worriedly.

“It’s all right!”

Yuanshan pretended to be unrestrained: “The injuries I have suffered are a hundred times more serious than this.”

He picked up the announcement with one hand, and while running forward, he bared his teeth and grinned, “I thought that the killers of the Golden Shirts were all three heads and six arms, but I didn’t expect it to be just a pustule of a wine bag and rice bag!”

Seeing Yuanshan passing by, Chu Huoluo admired her: “This person is not a bragging.”

Being able to fight with one sword per person and never retreat, regardless of the swordsmanship, this kind of loyalty, bravery, righteousness and fierceness is highly appreciated.

“There’s more to see.”

Shen Zhenyi smiled lightly, patted the armrest of the crystal throne, and said casually, “Let’s go.”

Now that you have agreed to Miss Yuan, even if this journey is the stage of Yuanshan, you should follow it calmly.

After all, for the three disciples, this is also a journey of cultivation.

This battle was fierce, and although it didn’t take long, it was also approaching dusk. When they completely walked out of the bloody and killing atmosphere, the sky was already dark.

The moon’s eye is hanging in the sky, the old man in the forest is screaming, the mist is blurred, the shadows of the trees are splendid, and it is eerie.

Xuan Yan is a child after all, now leaning on Yuan Shan’s shoulder, frowning slightly and falling asleep.

Afraid of waking him up, Yuanshan deliberately slowed down.

“Let’s find a place to stay.”

This place seems to be a wilderness, but after all, it is within the range of Xuantian City, and the powerful tide of beasts is blocked from the outside. They don’t have to worry about the attack of beasts at night, but in any case, they must rest after all.

“There is a broken temple five miles ahead.”

Shen Zhenyi closed his eyes, as if he had walked through it once, and was very familiar with the path.

The land of five miles, for experts in the realm of gods, can be reached in an instant.

Yuanshan was full of energy, swayed his body, hurried a few steps, opened his eyes to take a closer look, and sure enough, he saw the pale white walls of an ancient temple among the mountains.

The eaves are crumbling, and the plaques are crooked.

It seems to have been abandoned for a long time.

“Just right…”

Yuanshan let out a long sigh. It was not convenient to provoke innocent people. An abandoned ancient temple with shelter from the wind was the most suitable place for them.

He sensed that there was no one in the temple, held the announcement, and walked straight in from the main entrance.

“Iron Gate Temple.”

Miss Yuan noticed the broken plaque, the name was very unfamiliar, and she had never heard it mentioned. But somehow, there was a surging pressure that made her feel shivering.

She didn’t dare to watch any more, and worried about the performance, she hurriedly followed Yuanshan into the temple.

Seeing Yuanshan find a pile of hay and put the sleeping Xuanyan on the haystack, he groaned, sat down against the dusty incense table in front of the statue, took out the medicine from his arms, took it internally and externally, and applied it to his body. The wound is horrific.

Shen Zhenyi looked at the plaque of the broken temple, and was stunned for a while, then gently brushed his sleeves, wiped away the floating dust, and straightened it.

There has been no one here for 800 years, and naturally there will be no incense.

The moon is as cool as water.

“They really stopped here.”

Not far away, several groups of people were staring at this ruined temple.

“It seems that they are not confused.”

Some sneered, others awe.

“That sick sword, Xianyuan Mountain, is already at the end of the battle. If you continue to run, you will lose your life without us taking action. If you still want to fight, you should rest on the spot and wait for work.”

“But he thought that he was the only enemy with the golden shirt?”

“In this ruined temple today, no one can survive, no one can escape!”

Several chasing soldiers, each under the order to kill.

The leader of the Golden Shirt Association called Han Xie in the northwest, with the remaining members of the congregation, looking angrily, staring straight at a man wearing a golden dragon mask.