The Sword Named No Way Out

It turned out to be Xu Shuangce's sect, it turned out to be... Cangyang Mountain!

Why is it here?

Such a huge fairy alliance, with two venerables standing side by side, three sects and four sages, six masters and eight sects, and worst of all, there are twelve houses of Guiyuan, and more than a hundred schools of Taoism—why is it Cangyang Mountain?

Gong Wei's ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what Yu Chixiao answered, nor what everyone said. The heavy wound left by the Excalibur was directly engraved on the soul of the deceased, which will last forever, and the severe pain almost overwhelmed all his senses.

It seemed to be only a few short breaths, and it seemed to be a long time to endure for several years; Xu Shuangce's robe inlaid with gold patterns finally passed by his side and walked into the distance.

Gong Wei's violently convulsed heart finally felt a bit of relief, trembling and let out a long breath, only to hear Yu Chixiao's tense voice coming from not far away:

"...The younger generation was passing through Linjiang City, and it happened that Young Master Meng sent a letter asking for help. Hearing about such a tragedy, he naturally couldn't ignore it..."

After Yu Chixiao resigned in court, his mother left Cangyang Mountain by his ears. He was going back to Jinmen to open the ancestral hall, and asked Jianzong himself to use family law to punish this disobedient son. Got weird.

Linjiang is a famous city along the Huaihe River with a long history. Because of its royal aura, it is said that the city has been peaceful for 80 years, and it has never heard of any evil spirits. However, in the past half month, there have been frequent disasters, and twenty-eight people died one after another.

Twenty-eight stunning beauties.

The first deceased was the number one oiran of Linjiang City, twenty-nine years old, beautiful and beautiful, a piece of neon clothes was worth a thousand gold, and the prince and grandson competed for the waist. Half a month ago, the palace called her to play the qin. During the banquet, there was a lot of wine and wine, and the oiran smiled and asked her to change her clothes. After that, there was no one for half an hour. The prince sent people to search around, only to find that she had hung herself from the beam in the inner room, the tears were still wet on her face, she had chewed and swallowed the bark and leaves before she died, but the jewelry hairpin on her head was thrown to the ground.

On the night the oiran died, the rich man in the city married his daughter. Jinbao Mingzhu is full of red makeup, and the groom is still entertaining guests in the front hall, but the beautiful bride suddenly screams and rushes out of the bridal chamber with a pair of sharp scissors in her hand. It is crazy and generally rushes to kill. The terrified groom was rescued by everyone, but before he could restrain the bride, she screamed in grief and anger, and stabbed his throat with a pair of scissors.

The two murders did not end the **** night. When the sky was just dawn, a handsome young cultivator from a local cultivator sect in Linjiang City suddenly rushed out like a madman, lost his demeanor, drew his sword and crazily felled stones on his own school grounds. After hearing the sound, no one from the master's family could get close to him. They witnessed him jumping into the cold pool after exhausting his spiritual power, and stabbed himself in the water with a horizontal sword. Blood poured like a waterfall.

The three strange dead were just the beginning of the chaos in Linjiangdu. For the next half month, there were one or more tragedies every day in the city. There were dying people weeping, terrified, heartbroken, and even a very beautiful Qingguan who kowtowed desperately to the air. , smashed his own sky spirit cover alive and died.

After Yu Chixiao received a letter from his friend Meng Yunfei asking for help, he immediately led his people to Linjiang Capital. He is very experienced in dealing with evil spirits. He personally opened the coffins and examined the corpses of twenty beauties, and found that all the deceased's four pillars and horoscopes were heavy. Yin, so the real culprit behind the scenes must not be doing random things, but killing people selectively. The evil spirit that killed 20 people in a row within half a month is already showing signs of becoming a demon. If it is not killed immediately, it will inevitably be a disaster for a hundred years. There is not even a trace of yin, any evil, evil, devil, or ghost.

Just when the monks suspected that the evil spirit had fled, late last night, it suddenly showed its ferocious face again. As if deliberately provoking these cultivators, eight of them died overnight, and even a famous female monk died in the room next to Yu Chixiao—she buried her face in the washbasin and drowned herself. From the beginning to the end, no one from the same family found any clues, not even Yu Chixiao himself, who was only separated by a wall, didn't notice any shadow of evil spirits approaching!

All evil spirits that harm people will inevitably leave behind yin energy, just like people have vitality, ghosts have ghost energy, and corpses have corpse energy. If there is no gas at all, it can only mean that there is no harm at all, and the twenty-eight dead people suddenly went crazy and killed themselves. But how is this possible?

The entire world of cultivating immortals knew that they had encountered a rare and powerful opponent in their life. When everyone was at a loss, Yu Chixiao suddenly thought of a method that would definitely catch this evil spirit out of the water.

——Four pillars and horoscopes are all yin, and the fate is so yin that it can't be more yin, Xiang Xiaoyuan is ugly.

"To this day, there have been eight men and twenty women who died, most of them were from the Taoist sect, including four Golden Core monks. I have ordered all the monks in Linjiang City to be transferred out of the city, but the situation is extremely urgent. No delay." Yu Chixiao knelt down on one knee and said sincerely: "The world says 'one sect, two respects and three sects', the Cangyang sect is known as the number one sect in the world. This junior implores sect master Xu to lend a helping hand and save Linjiang from the fire and water Among them, I am very grateful!"

Xu Shuangce didn't seem to hear anything.

Everyone knelt down and bowed their heads, not even daring to breathe, the peach blossom forest was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop on the ground. Only the sound of Xu Shuangce's unhurried footsteps walked among the rows of drooping heads, as if he was looking for something, he suddenly stopped in front of a disciple, and said calmly, "Look up."

The disciple tremblingly raised his head, Xu Shuangce put one hand on the hilt of his sword, looked at it without emotion for a moment, then turned to another disciple:

"look up."

There was a breath of doubt and fear in the air, and only Gong Wei could hear another secret trembling sound - the sound of the sword.

Reluctantly, he sensed the scar it had left on a nearby soul.

Gong Wei pressed his hands firmly to the ground, and every breath caused severe pain. After an unknown amount of time, he finally saw Xu Shuangce's clothes stop in front of his eyes.

"Head up," he said.

"..." Gong Weiyi slowly raised his eyes inch by inch. In the heart-piercing pain, he finally saw clearly the familiar face of Xu Shuangce sixteen years later.

Xu Shuangce's eyes were terribly black, like two lifeless ancient wells, which was shocking. That cold face seemed to have been frozen by the years, especially when he was staring at something, as if he was standing on an ice peak and snowy field, looking down on all beings from a distant angle.

Gong Wei looked up at Xiang Xiaoyuan with doubts and fear through Xiang Xiaoyuan's innocent face, but there was nothing strange about it.

After a long time, Xu Shuangce finally turned around, with a cold and steady tone: "Whoever makes noise in this forest in the future will be severely punished."

He walked towards the place he came from, Yu Chixiao was full of astonishment, and suddenly raised his head: "Sect Master Xu! I implore you to help, save Linjiang from the fire and water! Many lives are at stake—"

Xu Shuangce walked past him, and glanced from top to bottom:

"Life and death have destiny, and there are times of prosperity and decline. This way is natural."

Yu Chixiao's pupils constricted.

Xu Shuangce walked with his hands behind his back, and without looking at the crowd, he hid in the depths of the peach grove.