On the platform of Guanyin Pavilion, the young man covered in blood looked back at the dead city in the heavy rain, his heart beating wildly uncontrollably.

The temple building in front of me is two stories high.

The roof is steep and the brackets are made of broken bones. It is eerie and eye-catching, and there is not a single word on the plaque.

He pushed the door of the pavilion, but fortunately, it was not bolted.

Leaning against the door, the sound of the rainstorm in his ears became lower. He opened his mouth wide and kept sucking in the air-conditioning. His body was gripped by countless sharp pains and he was shaking non-stop.

His name is Lin Shouxi, he is fifteen years old, and he is a descendant of the Demon Sect.

Today is the day when the Demon Sect is destroyed.

Over the years, the Demon Sect had only one strength left. After the Dao Sect accumulated enough strength, it finally launched the final siege.

All the brothers and sisters were captured, and he was the only one who escaped.

From the Black Cliff to the forbidden area of ​​this dead city, he, who was already injured, had been hunted for a whole day.

The person who is chasing him is a girl of his own age, who is also the only person in the world who has the ability to kill him.

She is a descendant of the Taoist sect and her name is Mu Shijing.

"Mu Shijing..."

He read the name slowly.

According to the elders, he and Mu Shijing were both babies born in this dead city fifteen years ago, and were the only two survivors in the city after the disaster.

It seems that they were blessed by gods and Buddhas, and after surviving the catastrophe, they possess talents and abilities that ordinary people cannot imagine.

There is a "Yun Dian Ranking" in the world, which is responsible for ranking the world's masters. Since the age of ten, he and Mu Shijing have firmly occupied the top two.

He glances at that list every year. Sometimes he is on top of Mu Shijing, sometimes Mu Shijing is on top of him. As for the people behind him... he only vaguely remembers that the third place is a person named Ji, and the people behind him are even.

I don't even remember my last name.

It's a pity that this pair of immortal talents are not a couple of gods and immortals. Since they were separated from the two demon sects, a life-and-death battle was destined.

Lin Shouxi closed his eyes, holding the sword tightly in his sticky palm, the tip of the sword hanging to the ground.

He had always thought that he was an inspired killer. If he happened to be able to make a shocking strike with his sword, Mu Shijing would still be killed by the sword even if he had no choice but to do it.

The wind mixed with the rain poured into the mullioned windows, howling non-stop.

At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Here she comes!

…

Mu Shijing stood on the tail of the owl, the silk ribbon of her Taoist skirt fluttering in the wind.

The sword blade is like her quiet eyes, accompanying her to look at the wind and rain in the city.

This dead city was her birthplace, but she would not have come back if not for her master's orders.

This is a forbidden area known to the world, and it contains an inexhaustible aura of corruption. Ordinary people will be immediately corroded if they step into it. Even if she put on the snow-white evil-proof ice silk stockings today, she still felt a slight discomfort when she touched the ground.

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This city is well-known among monks, but when she finally arrived today, she found that this place was even weirder than she imagined.

The gate of the Dead City had been sealed by the imperial court for fifteen years. It was tightly locked with several large bolts and iron chains, and no one was allowed to enter. But today, when Lin Shouxi escaped here, the door was strangely open by a crack.

, the iron cables and wooden bolts all broke and fell to the ground.

It was a cloudless and sunny day before entering the city, but as soon as she entered the city, the sky became dark and the earth became dark and there was a heavy rain pouring down.

There are two completely different worlds inside and outside the city!

She chased Lin Shouxi along the street and broke down the doors of many old houses. Another strange scene appeared in the houses covered with spider silk and dust.

In the secular world, many people would put up statues of the Lord to ward off misfortunes and pray for blessings. The residents of this dead city are no exception, but the statues they worship are neither gods nor Buddhas... Those statues are twisted and weird, and most of them have octopuses.

The head is ordinary, the body is like a scale insect, even the stone used for carving has the texture of stinging skin.

Is there really such a monster in the world?

Mu Shijing has been practicing pure cultivation since she was a child, worshiping the gods, and her Taoist heart should be peaceful and flawless. However, since entering the city, she always felt that there was a voice whispering in her heart, as if she wanted to tell some terrible secret.

The girl calmed down and looked into the distance. She could catch a very faint red line in the rain. The other end of the red line was where Lin Shouxi was.

The red line is her perception.

Lin Shouxi's physique is unparalleled in the world, and her perception is the best in the world.

She looked at the gloomy Guanyin Pavilion at the end of the red line and jumped lightly into the heavy rain.

The girl, who was only fifteen years old, cut through the rain curtain and ran quickly along the white street.

She stopped in front of the two-story Guanyin Pavilion.

…

The heavy rain fell without any hesitation.

When Mu Shijing arrived outside the door, Lin Shouxi noticed it.

This opponent he has only seen in his life is only a door away from him!

"Guanyin Bodhisattva bless you." Mo Men does not believe in gods, but he still recited silently.

In the Guanyin Pavilion, a statue of the Thousand-Hand Guanyin stood behind him, with its upper end reaching the canopy of the caisson. He held the sword tightly under such a huge shadow, and the meridians on his forehead were beating wildly. Severe pain kept tearing at his body, but

It didn't make his sword-holding hand tremble.

The sword in his hand has been with him for many years. At this moment, it seems to be able to sense the owner's thoughts, and its edge is dim, like a wolf dormant in the darkness.

Heavy rain, heartbeat, breathing, sword intent, murderous intent...

The noisy sound of rain invaded his senses.

Suddenly thunder and lightning cracked the sky, and the mullioned windows were illuminated completely white!

Almost at the same time, the Demon Sect's most powerful sword technique, the 'White-Eyed Black Phoenix Sword Sutra', was mobilized at this moment, breaking through to the eighth level in an instant. Lin Shouxi's true energy surged, splitting the wooden door open like lightning, and slashed into the wind and rain outside the house.

The arc of the sword is cold.

The wooden door was instantly destroyed, and the raindrops were chopped into mist by the sword energy, forming a curtain of water that rolled back towards the sky.

In the vast white water, the sound of clashing swords resounded loudly.

Lin Shouxi was hit!

He hit a sword, a sword hanging alone in the air.

The sword was instantly chopped off and stuck sideways on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

This is Mu Shijing's sword, but the owner of the sword is missing!

"Not good!" His pupils narrowed slightly, realizing something was wrong.

The lightning had already flashed, and the deafening thunder had just arrived, and an even harsher sound sounded in the cover of the thunder.

That was the sound of the roof being smashed.

Mu Shijing hung her sword outside to confuse him with her sword intent, but she herself jumped onto the roof of the building without knowing when.

She smashed the building with her true energy and fell down the middle of the high-rise building like a hawk. The weapons in her hands were two pieces of green tiles.

The blue tile came through the air and shot toward Lin Shouxi like a sharp blade.

Lin Shouxi fell into the trap and struck the air with his sword. He turned around and swung his sword a little weak, but he still intercepted the two flying tiles.

The tiles shattered into powder, and he groaned miserably, almost being knocked out of the Guanyin Pavilion.

Mu Shijing fell lightly, pointed his toes on the ground, and the Taoist Qi condensed in the palm of his hand and shot out instantly.

Lin Shouxi wanted to swing his sword, but the tiger's mouth was torn and he was unable to hold it, so he had to stretch out his left hand and bravely return the palm.

The two palms struck each other, and the true energy exploded with a loud sound like thunder.

Lin Shouxi took a few steps back, stretched out his feet, and stabilized his body. He knew he would be defeated, but instead he was as calm as a lake. When the girl approached again, he held the sword in his left hand, forgot all sword skills, and stabbed with intuition.

go out.

Mu Shijing looked stern. This dying sword seemed simple, but its killing intent was so solid that it was suffocating!

Unfortunately it's the left hand.

Mu Shijing could have chosen to avoid the sharp edge temporarily, but she didn't. She is the number one in the world today, and she has her own pride. She bit her red lips, leaned forward against the murderous intention, and pointed with the 'wonderful guidance' of Taoist skills.

go.

Swords and fingers crossed each other.

There was lightning and thunder, and the cut black hair danced wildly in the wind and rain.

Lin Shouxi's sword stopped by her cheek, just a hair's breadth away, but Mu Shijing's finger touched his chest firmly!

In a moment, the victory was decided.

The boy flew backwards and hit the platform where rainwater flowed across the platform.
To be continued...