Chapter 107 Mountain Injury
Chapter 107 Mountain Injury
Before Jiang Shanqi closed his eyes, the last sword light he released charged into the killing formation of a group of Taoist cultivators, carrying an extremely powerful force.Daoxiu, headed by Yan Ming and Bai Jinchao, retreated, naturally unable to resist such a force.
Shen Shu hugged Jiang Shanqi, feeling infinite grief.
"This……"
When Bai Jinzhao and Yan Ming looked at each other, they both looked a little flustered.
In the end, Bai Jinzhao spoke first, "Just take advantage of this opportunity and continue to kill!"
Bai Jinzhao made a vicious decision, and before his words fell, Yan Ming had already put his words into action and headed towards Shen Shu.
Shen Shu raised his eyes and met Yan Ming's palm, and the sadness and anger in his heart burned together.
He let go of Jiang Shanqi, then rose up with a sword and killed Yan Ming.
Yan Ming took a deep breath, and the moment he faced Shen Shu's sword intent, he had already realized something.Shen Shu's sword intent is pure and profound, which is different from Jiang Shanqi's sword intent. It is precisely because of this kind of sword intent that he can be so uniquely connected with Jianshan, and with the help of Jianshan's mountain aura, he rises into the sky , hacked at his true energy.
However, when Yan Ming figured it out, it was already too late.
His palm retreated quickly under Shen Shu's sword wind, and then his whole body was slapped heavily on the rock by the powerful sword intent.
"what--"
Yan Ming let out a painful cry.
Shen Shu landed in front of the mountain, and his eyes fell sharply on the group of Taoist cultivators, "Who else wants to kill the Sword Dao Sect? Pass me first."
At this time, the leader of the group of Taoist cultivators was staring at Shen Shu. He didn't expect that Shen Shu would be so powerful after not seeing him for a year or so.
Bai Jinzhao took a deep breath, not knowing what to say for a while.At this time, the killing array has been broken, and Yan Ming is not Shen Shu's opponent, so it's better to avoid it as soon as possible.
"Go...leave this place first!"
Bai Jinzhao spoke out, then turned and walked away quickly.
Shen Shu frowned, and wanted to start to catch up, but the disciples behind him hurriedly stopped him. "Eldest brother, protect Jianshan first!"
Shen Shu paused, feeling very sad in his heart, what happened so fast, he didn't know how to accept it as soon as possible, but he really wanted to take what his junior brother said in his heart, so he had to said, "Well."
At this time, a group of Taoist cultivators had already fled away one after another. Before leaving the mountain gate of Jian Dao Sect, Shen Shu turned around and looked at Jiang Shanqi, who was lying in the midst of the fading qi.
He took a deep breath and silently clenched his fists, as if the words Jiang Shanqi said were still ringing in his ears, but up to now, everything has changed, and it can no longer be redeemed.
Sorrowful emotions spread from the bottom of my heart, as if they could merge into a long river, filled with sword mountains, carrying infinite desolation and grief.
In Shen Shu's mind, there was no such thing as the Unfeeling Curse at all, only Jiang Shanqi's training for him over the years and the misery that everything was shattered right now.
It turns out that things in the world are still so impermanent.
No matter how sad and desolate his heart was, he couldn't find his cherished master back to his side.
Shen Shu moved forward, walked up to Jiang Shanqi, and helped him arrange his messy clothes and blood-stained long sword, then knelt down in front of him, and bowed heavily.
In front of the mountain gate of Sword Daomen, a group of disciples also knelt down to Jiang Shanqi following Shen Shu's actions at this time.
Clouds and birds flew by in the sky, boundless, the wind circled from before the mountain gate, swept across the mountains and rivers, swept away the people in front of the mountain gate, and rose to the boundless sky.
Tears fell on the hard rocks, Shen Shu's breathing was heavy, he did not allow his fragility to be seen by too many people, he just clenched his fists silently, Jiang Shanqi's exhortations to him, stirred in his heart heart.
No matter what, he will guard the Kendo Gate.
The night lights were on at the Kendo Gate, and the lights were slowly shining in all directions, and the sadness and silence spread across the entire courtyard.
On the spiritual tablet in the lobby, Jiang Shanqi's name is engraved, and he is here together with the late generations of Kendo sect masters.
The disciples worshiped one after another.
The bells rang in the wind, forming the scene of the mournful mountain gate hall.
Shen Shu stood at the entrance of the lobby for a long time, looking at the fairy coffin surrounded by spiritual energy, he still couldn't believe it, and Jiang Shanqi left just like that.
It was those Taoist cultivators who came here and killed Jiang Shanqi's life.
Jiang Shanqi left to guard the Kendo Gate.
Shen Shu knew that all he could do was to use all his energy to guard the Kendo Gate, and he would never let Yan Ming and Bai Jinzhao go.
It was the two of them who led to the misery here.Shen Shu knew that they would never let the Kendo School go easily.
Shen Shu sighed, his heart filled with sorrow, in this silent night, he could only grieve secretly.
"Shen Shu."
At this time, Chu Yuyan came out of the lobby and came to Shen Shu's side.
"Miss Chu, thank you very much." Shen Shu said softly.
After Qingfengshan learned about the Kendo Sect, he arranged for a group of disciples headed by Chu Yuyan to help deal with Jiang Shanqi's funeral. Until now, Chu Yuyan was able to come over, and Shen Shuyan Talk more.
"It's okay. Shen Shu, it's just that I'm very worried about you. The thing has happened, you can only accept it, don't hurt yourself because of it, no matter how difficult it is, there will always be a day when it can end. You also Come out as soon as possible." Chu Yuyan looked into Shen Shu's eyes and comforted him gently.
Shen Shu nodded lightly, "Miss Chu, thank you for telling me this."
Shen Shu said sincerely.
Chu Yuyan shook her head and sighed. "Things are impermanent, who would have thought that such a thing would happen? The deceased is gone, Shen Shu, you have to be well, I believe in you, I know you can let the swordsmanship go on."
Hearing such encouraging words, Shen Shu slightly curled his lips, "Miss Chu, thank you for trusting me, no matter what, I will definitely use my best strength to guard the sword gate."
"I believe you." Chu Yuyan looked into Shen Shu's eyes gently. In her heart, she valued Shen Shu so much, and she also knew what kind of person Shen Shu was, so she was willing to deeply believe in him. Believe me, Shen Shu can do this well.
"Miss Chu, you should take a good rest first. You have been busy for so long. You are also familiar with Kendo School, so I won't send you to the guest room." Shen Shu said softly.
"Okay." Chu Yuyan nodded, "You are busy with your affairs, Shen Shu, I can do what I should do well."
Shen Shu smiled.
After Chu Yuyan left, Shen Shu turned around and walked into the lobby, knelt down in front of the fairy coffin, and guarded the spirit of Jiang Shanqi.
late at night.
Between the sword mountains.
Bai Jinzhao walked all the way from the mountain gate of Jian Dao Sect to the deep forest, under the shadow of the trees, he frowned.
"Still not found."
A deep voice sounded, it was Yan Ming who was leaning on the rock, in great pain.
He suffered from Shen Shu's sword, and now it was time for him to recover, so he could only endure it silently and try his best to adjust his breath, in order to be able to go through this pain.
"How could it be that... Prison Immortal Policy was not left behind in the killing formation, could it be that it was on Jiang Shanqi's body? But if Prison Immortal Policy has been used by Jiang Shanqi, it is bound to stay in the Demon Formation Trace, what's going on?"
Bai Jinzhao frowned, speaking in a very puzzled tone.In the dark of night he was thinking, he wanted to know what had gone wrong.
"Could it be that the Immortal Prisoner's Policy is already in Shen Shu's hands?" Yan Ming wondered.
Bai Jinzhao thought about it, "I don't think this matter is so simple. Before the mountain gate today, I already felt a little strange. How could such a thing happen... Jiang Shanqi, he has already Is it really so easy to die if you get the Immortal Immortal Policy?" Bai Jinzhao said, "Think about it, if it were us, we have already obtained the Immortal Immortal Policy that can be used to win the championship, and the road ahead is already clear. Guangming, will you let yourself die at this time?"
Hearing Bai Jinzhao's words, Yan Ming suddenly seemed to be awakened.He nodded lightly, "Well, it turns out that's the case. I also think this matter is very strange. After hearing what you said, I can suddenly understand it. Jiang Shanqi...is he really dead? "
"It seems...he has already obtained the Immortal Policy, and he has already used the power of the Immortal Policy. And I don't think he will really give the Immortal Policy to Shen Shu, even if he is his disciple. , he wouldn't be...Jiang Shanqi wanted to steal the power of Prison Immortal Strategy in his heart!" Bai Jinzhao said again.
"Isn't it... Jiang Shanqi has already used the Immortal Immortal Strategy, and he also knows the way to fake death, so there is such a scene, he can get out of this matter, but he didn't If he dies, Prisoner Immortal Policy will still be on his body!"
At this moment, Yan Ming suddenly figured it out.
Bai Jinzhao nodded, "That's what I think in my heart, and it's really like this when I think about it."
"I didn't expect...I didn't expect Jiang Shanqi to do this, so what should we do now?"
Yan Ming said again.
"Killing to Sword Daomen, Jiang Shanqi is not dead, but now must be his weakest time, we must seize this opportunity!" Bai Jinzhao said.
"But...my injury..." Yan Ming frowned.
Bai Jinzhao paused and frowned, "Let me think again."
On the ancient tree in the night, a purple figure fluttered, Duan Lige couldn't help frowning when he heard such a conversation.
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