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Chapter 14: The Evil Sword

Yang Yuanshan looked shocked, and slowly picked up the yellow cloth strip next to him that was stuck on the ground, and then said in a deep voice: "It's indeed you... Master Gu!"

Master Gu? Could it be the head of the Maoshan Xianzong mentioned earlier by Mr. Wu Da, Gu Tan?! Mr. Wu Da also said that for thousands of years, the Xianzong and the Tantrics fought openly and secretly, and I don’t know why. Anyway, they are all righteous people in Maoshan, so why do you need to fight against each other? I can’t figure it out, but the reality cannot tolerate me, an incompetent unlucky boy, to think about it!

The old man wearing a black shiny suit was not humble either. He clasped his fists and said, "I am worthy of being Yang Yuanshan, the master of Tantric Buddhism today. I have arranged a seamless game in the game, and you have seen through the array!"

Yang Yuanshan put the yellow cloth strip in his hand to his chest, and his voice gradually said coldly: "What's the point? I want to crack this strange black bamboo formation that is very harmful! Master Gu, since you have appeared at this moment and have arranged these forbidden techniques, the formation will make me unable to take off. I guess you have found such a thing, right?"

The old man suddenly felt a little moved and said angrily: "Hmph! There is no such thing here at all. It seems that you and I were wrong this time, Humph~~~"

Yang Yuanshan's thick cloth sleeve suddenly shook his sleeves and said angrily: "Gutan! You are you, I am me. In order to trap me, you will not hesitate to harm innocent people. If you do this, even if you find all the tokens? The ancestor will definitely not agree to pass the Maoshan portal to you, a selfish scum who cares about life and death in the world!"

"Yang Yuanshan!" the old man suddenly roared: "Isn't all this caused by you? If you don't come here, I don't need to use the forbidden technique to harm the innocent, and try every means to delay your time. The life and death of these people have nothing to do with me. Whether they are alive or dead, that's their fate!"

Yang Yuanshan looked at the old man up and down and said coldly: "Since you haven't found such a thing, why are you here now?"

The old man's face suddenly condensed, and then he smiled coldly: "I'm here, of course, to stop you from breaking the Black Bamboo Array. It would be better if you die here. Those things are waiting for me to look for them alone, hahaha..."

Yang Yuanshan slowly looked up at the sky, then suddenly looked at the old man and said angrily: "President Gu, you have planted evil roots. Now, do you still have to go against the rules?!"

The old man carried his hands on his back and said resolutely: "Yang Yuanshan, you are the one who goes against the rules? Aren't you here to find that thing?"

Yang Yuanshan held the yellow cloth strip in his hand tightly and said, "This is the will of the ancestor, so I will do my best to do it."

The old man sneered: "You are not the only one who received the will. Besides... do you think you can still break this formation?"

Yang Yuanshan looked at the sky again, his face suddenly tightened, and he rushed towards the Black Bamboo Formation. Suddenly! The old man's hand behind him flashed and took out a long sword with a wave of water. The sword edge suddenly slashed and strangely blocked Yang Yuanshan. Yang Yuanshan seemed to be ready. The yellow cloth strip in his hand blocked the road and moved his body a few points again, but he could not go further, because the old man's palm print had been taken from the air. Yang Yuanshan instantly raised his left hand to meet him. The two palms were facing each other. The foot of Yang Yuanshan "sniffed" against the ground and slid out of the distance. The old man was also forced to take two steps back. Yang Yuanshan immediately took out a yellow talisman that had been prepared and waved his hand to hit the Black Bamboo Formation not far away!

"Bang!"

A thunderous sound swept across the surroundings. I was shocked to my eardrums. I hurriedly looked at the black bamboos, but found that three were still intact. At this moment, Yang Yuanshan shouted hurriedly: "There are three more! On the seventh day of the lunar month, tell me where the sixth acupoint is!"

After Yang Yuanshan finished speaking, he was already fighting with the old man, but the long sword in the old man seemed to contain a green light shining constantly in the air. Every time it flashed out, it made people's eyes hurt.

"Ni Shui Sword?" Yang Yuanshan retreated step by step, and saw that he was at a disadvantage, and his voice couldn't help but say hurriedly: "Gutan, I didn't expect that the mud and water sword left by the ancestor was invited out by you. It seems that you are determined to get those tokens!"

The sword flowers in Gutan were like rain, dancing in front of Yang Yuanshan tightly. He heard this and couldn't help but sneer: "Everyone is each other!"

I was stunned for a moment, and immediately did not dare to delay any further. I quickly opened the rotten objects on the bones and searched for the sixth acupoint. Mr. Yang said to look for them from top to bottom, so there is one at the Yutang acupoint. Of course, this is not, this is just the second one. I hurriedly looked downwards, the atrium... Jiuwei... Juque... Where is below? I was so anxious that I scratched my ears and my forehead and pulled the rotten objects from left to right, but there was nothing, so I continued to look down...

Suddenly! My fingers inexplicably touched a concave area. I was about to take a closer look. In an instant, my left face was hit by a hard object. Before I could scream in pain, my whole body hit the edge of the vocational coffin, and then rolled on the ground for a few weeks, lying on the ground like a pool of mud. What I want to know most now is who smashed me, and I also wanted to scream in pain, but I didn't have the chance to scream, because when I turned around, I saw the old man retracting his foot. It turned out that he kicked me!

Yang Yuanshan forced the old man to take a few steps back, and then asked anxiously: "Seventh day of the lunar month! What is the sixth acupoint?"

Yes... I really didn't see clearly, I don't know if it was, but seeing that Yang Yuanshan was exhausted and the old man's long sword was too powerful, I was anxious and blurted out: "In Shenque!"

When Yang Yuanshan, who was fighting with the old man, heard this, waved his palm and shot out a palm print, which forced the old man back three times in a row. However, because of this palm print, Yang Yuanshan unconsciously overflowed with blood from the corner of his mouth. He ignored these things, took out the second yellow talisman that had been prepared, and slapped one of the black bamboos suddenly!

"Bang bang bang!"

“Woooooo~~~”

This time I could hear it clearly that the three black bamboos actually sounded three times, and the previous rootless black bamboo only sounded a little. This time... After the explosion, the location of the Black Bamboo Story was strangely stirred up a dark and ink-like ink, and a terrifying cry was made in the air, like countless ghosts roaring and roaring in it. The strange scene was far more than these. I saw the Yin Feng growing continuously, as if there were other things coming in. Now my heart completely fell to the bottom...

"Not good! The sixth acupoint is not Shenque!" Yang Yuanshan shouted anxiously.

The old man suddenly laughed with satisfaction: "Yang Yuanshan, the Black Bamboo Array has not been cracked, and the evil spirits are still growing. How about it? If you are willing to promise me not to look for those things, I can help you eliminate these evil spirits!"

Yang Yuanshan suddenly supported the mysterious yellow cloth strip with one hand, and said firmly: "Yang, the ancestor's last order, dare not disobey Gutan! You and I were the same clan and the same clan, but now I have fallen into it... Now you are approaching step by step, don't blame me for not paying attention to the friendship between the same clan!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Yuanshan's arm shook, and the yellow cloth strip broke free. I opened my eyes slightly. It turned out that there was a long sword wrapped in it, but this sword was very strange. Although I had never seen what a real sword looked like since I was a child, it was all based on what the old man said, but this sword was completely different from the legendary sword. This was a wide-handled sword with a black body. As soon as the sword came out, Yang Yuanshan suddenly bent over and said, "Wow!" and spewed out a mouthful of blood, his expression seemed to have grown much older in an instant!

"Bu Xie Sword!" the old man exclaimed: "Yang Yuanshan, have you forgotten the warning from the ancestor? Although Bu Xie Sword can kill demons and demons, it has an extremely evil sword spirit, which not only hurts its own vitality, but also reduces your life span by ten years. You, you..."

Yang Yuanshan ignored the old man and waved his sword to the face. The old man almost didn't even feel like he was resisting. However, when the sword approached, he had to take the Nishui Sword and hold it down. As soon as the two swords touched, the Nishui Sword suddenly burst out three crystal drops of water. The old man suddenly screamed with pain and retreated far away, and said angrily: "Yang Yuanshan, this time you asked the Bu Xie Sword to be released. I can't beat you, but I want to see if you can rely on the Bu Xie Sword every time, hum!"

After saying that, the old man quickly retreated, as if he had walked away step by step, but the distance between each step was three or four meters apart. In the blink of an eye, the old man appeared on the mountain road in the south, just like Mr. Yang last night, and turned into a black dot, disappearing from afar...

Yang Yuanshan turned around and looked at the sky above the Black Bamboo Array. A ball of evil spirit as big as the bottom of a pot was still growing. Without any hesitation, Yang Yuanshan stretched out his hand to bite his index finger with his left hand, then pressed his bloody mouth on the hilt of the sword, and slashed it hard to the tip of the sword. The long sword broke through the air, and then was stabbed into the cold wind like lightning by Yang Yuanshan-
Chapter completed!
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