Xia Houcang raised his sword with both hands and stared at Yu He, expecting to see a look of horror and despair on the other person's face that he hated so much. But who knew that Yu He smiled slightly with a slight curl of his lips, and he smiled very calmly. Xia Houcang felt that the palm of his right hand was empty, as if Yu He's body suddenly turned into a bottomless well. The Tai Xuan invisible sword energy poured straight into it, but it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea, and there was no trace of it at all. Moreover, there is a strange force at work secretly, which is pulling his true energy sword energy out of his meridians, and he cannot hold it back even if he wants to. This right palm was close to Yu He's heart, as if it had taken root on the ground, and no matter how hard Xiahou Cang tried, he could not pull it back. "Very different from the weird feeling on his right palm, the five fingers of his left hand holding Yu He's pulse gate felt like a sudden thunderous burning pain. The five fierce and powerful sword Qi destroyed Xiahou Cang's Taixuan invisible sword Qi and disappeared into smoke. Then, like a red-hot iron cone, it penetrated into the fingertips of Shao Shang and Shang Yang. , Zhongchong, Guanchong and Shaochong points. The five lines of fire went retrograde along the meridians of the left arm and went straight to the heart meridians. I heard Xiahou Cang's howl. The entire membrane on his left arm was torn apart by the sword like cloth and spread inch by inch. The muscles and blood on the arm were originally like tightly bound strings, but at this moment, they were suddenly severed by the sword, and the strips flew up at the same time. The blood mist exploded, and the bones were exposed. This situation was really horrible to watch. Yu He also has a kind heart. He did not destroy people's Daoji and destroy their lives in one breath. After the five invisible sword qi twisted Xiahou Cang's arm into minced flesh and blood, they then made a slight turn at the well point on his left shoulder, drilled a blood hole the size of a copper coin, and roared out of the body. At this time, Xiahou Cang looked like a dead corpse. His face was black and blue, his eyes were turned white, and he was vomiting blood. His only remaining right arm was hanging on Yu He's chest, and he was paralyzed on the ground. The senior brother of Tiangangyuan claims to be a scheming man, but he never expected that when he hunts geese every day, he will be pecked in the eye by a wild goose. He originally thought he could take the opportunity to kill Yu He in one fell swoop, but he didn't know that Yu He's Taoist practice had already reached a level that he could not fathom. He didn't need to use his skills to make moves, just a thought, and the energy all over his body would immediately counterattack. In front of Yu He's body-protecting sword Qi, Xiahou Cang's Taixuan invisible sword Qi was really vulnerable. Although in the end there was still some emotion left, and he did not directly cut off the heart veins or penetrate the Dantian. But at this moment, Xia Houcang's left arm was not only shattered at the shoulder level, but his Taoist realm also dropped several levels. The Huan Dan in his Guanyuan inner cauldron is as small as a soybean, dull and dull, worse than a monk who has just completed the Golden Dan. At this time, Xia Houcang was completely devastated. The little bit of true energy he had left was still being extracted and refined by Yu He's True Talisman of All Transformations. He couldn't bring up any strength at all. He could only let others slaughter him and closed his eyes. die. "It's not that I don't believe what my senior brother said, but it's hard to tell the truth from what he said. It's about the life of my mentor, so Yu He has no choice but to offend me!" Yu He turned his hands, and his fingers became claws. Holding the Tianmen on the top of Xiahou Cang's head, he swam out a ray of spiritual thought and pierced Xiahou Cang's sea of ??consciousness. Xia Houcang¡¯s eyes suddenly widened, his body twitched, his legs kicked wildly, and he screamed. Yu He's spiritual thoughts were like an extremely cold ice needle, piercing deeply into his skull. The severe pain was as if someone had swung a big ax and split open the bones on the top of his head. Only the demon sect monks who have no taboos would use this cruel method of searching for souls and refining souls on living people, but at this time, Yu He could not care about any moral principles. Just listening to what Xiahou Cang said just now, the entire Luo Xiao Sword Sect is against his master and apprentice. But based on Yu He's own understanding of Zonghua Zonghua and Jianfeng, the two masters must not be so heartless. A righteous person. After repeatedly interrogating Xiahou Cang's original intention with his spiritual thoughts, Yu He finally knew the truth about the master's sword sacrifice. Sure enough, even though Xia Houcang was held to his neck by a long sword, he still had ulterior motives in altering the truth and stirring up trouble. But when he understood the truth, Yu He was still surprised. It turns out that Zonghua really regretted his unfounded accusations against Yu He, and personally passed down the decree to send Fang Jiayi far away and never call him back to Luo Xiao again. And when the 16th-generation sword-sacrifice master returned to the mountain, he indeed said that the innate magic sword could be perfected in about two hundred years. When he was born, the sword was violent and the ice-fire power was in conflict. Master Yunfeng's life was in danger. . However, Master Jianfeng and Master Zonghua did not let it go. Instead, they left the mountain one after another to go to the Arctic region of the ice sea. However, neither of them took Master Yunfeng back to the mountain, and no one knew why Master Yunfeng still stayed in Liangyi. In the lungs of ice and fire. Some people speculate that Master Yunfeng may have been trapped under the lungs of the earth; others say that Master Yunfeng did not go to the Arctic Sea of ??Ice at all. After he left Luo Xiao, he went straight to Zhenguo Master. Later, several disciples of Lunjian Hall disappeared one after another, leaving only Master Mingjian guarding the Sutra Collection Hall alone. When others asked him what happened, he just?He shook his head and said nothing. Master Jianfeng and Master Zonghua were both busy training the disciples who would lead the divine sword back to the mountain, and no one asked about the whereabouts of the disciples of the Sutra Collection Institute. As for Xiahou Cang himself, he hid in the southwest Yunnan land because he did not want to go to the Arctic region of the ice sea. It is said that both Master Jianfeng and Master Zonghua saw through his little Jiujiu, so they were quite unhappy. Master Zong Hua once revealed his thoughts, saying that he wanted to find Yu He to make the decision to re-enter the Tiangang Academy, so that he could lead a group of elite disciples to the North Pole of the Ice Sea to welcome back Master Yunfeng and the Innate Magic Sword. This word reached Xiahou Cang's ears, which really made him worried day and night. You must know that if Yu He successfully leads the divine sword back to the mountain, then based on this huge achievement, the treasure seal of the leader of the Luo Xiao Sword Sect will definitely be in Yu He's pocket. Maybe Master Yunfeng has been refusing to come back because he wanted to pave the way for his disciples to risk their lives. Therefore, Xia Houcang wanted to put Yu He to death and cut off the thoughts of Zonghua and Yunfeng. Or make Yu He completely give up on Luo Xiao Sword Sect, or even turn against him. As for how to receive the divine sword at that time, there is still some time to mediate, so there is no need to rush to plan a strategy to achieve good fortune and avoid disaster. After learning all the truth, Yu He smiled bitterly and shook his head. As soon as he let go of his hand, Xiahou Cang fell to the ground, unconscious. After the truth came to light, Yu He really couldn't understand what Xia Houcang was thinking. It stands to reason that this senior brother of Tiangang Academy has traveled all over the country and has seen the vastness of the world, but why does he take the position of the head of Luo Xiao so seriously? It seemed as if his only thought in this life was to enter the Luo Xiao Sanqing Hall. A mere 800 miles away, Luo Xiao might be considered the best in Yangzhou, but when placed above Jiuzhou, it cannot be considered a major Taoist sect at all. There are no top masters in the mountain, no inheritance from the ancient Golden Immortal Way, and no earth-shattering peerless treasures. Even the greedy old monsters from the Southern Demon Sect are too lazy to take a look at the Luo Xiao Sword Sect. Everyone has his or her own ambitions, who can guess? Yu He felt that "Elder Brother Xiahou" was really pitiful and ridiculous. Although he only had to snap his fingers at this time, and Xia Houcang would no longer exist in the world. But in the final analysis, Yu He's temperament has always been kind and gentle. He disagreed with the way the monks of the Demon Sect "cut off the roots and harmed their families". He raised a finger and shook it left and right, and finally took it back. . He sighed and thought in his heart: "Now this person is basically useless. Even if he wants revenge in the future, he will be nothing more than an ant and a crawler in front of me. God has the virtue of good life, why bother to kill more evil?" So Yu He squatted down, gently pried open the opponent's teeth, stuffed a five-turn soul-returning pill into it, and then used a true talisman of all transformations to return to one, and carefully printed it on Xiahou Cang's chest. Although I don¡¯t know if I can survive in this dangerous unknown place with this half-disabled body, but now I can only do my best and leave it to fate. After delivering the elixir, Yu He thought about it, but suddenly regretted it. If Xiahou Cang survives this calamity, and instead of having a profound enlightenment after escaping to Luo Xiao, he becomes even more resentful and drags his broken body to Master Jian Feng and Master Zong Hua to cry, saying that Yu He joined the demonic path and hurt his former classmates regardless of his old feelings. If you kill someone, you won't be able to take it too far. At this thought, Yu He frowned and his eyes turned cold. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed it towards Xiahou Cang's throat. "I said you are such a tangled kid. You can kill people with no more than a nod. It's boring to do it over and over like this!" Just when Yu He was having trouble making up his mind, suddenly there was a cloud and mist rolling around him, and there was a strange person with a yin and yang look. Voices came. Yu He suddenly turned around, held the green sword behind his back, pointed the hilt of the sword at the place where the turbid air was boiling, and shouted in a deep voice: "Who is here, come out and speak!" But suddenly a black smoke came out of the cloud and mist, rolled to the ground, and melted. Be a rickety old man wearing a raincoat. This man was less than five feet tall. Although he was lean, his skin was black and shiny, as if coated with a layer of grease. On his head was a fine iron hat with an edge as sharp as a knife. The front edge was pushed down so low that one could not see his face clearly. Only a small part of his lower jaw with a sparse white beard could be seen. The man put one hand on his hips and held on to the fine iron bamboo hat with the other. He sneered and said: "There were brothers who fought against each other in the past, and there are brothers who fought against each other in the past. It seems that you are not a very decent person. I really feel sorry for your pills. It's top quality, but it's a pity that you used it in the wrong place! If these people are here to kill you, then even if you spare them today, they will still kill you in the future. Why would you bring trouble to yourself with this palm? If you just chop it down, I will look at you a few times, and then you won¡¯t dare to show up to provoke me. But you are timid and don¡¯t dare to kill anyone anyway, so why don¡¯t you just help me?¡± Listen to what the old man in the raincoat said. It seems that he knows a lot about Yu He's successive encounters with Zhan Dajian and Xia Houcang. Could it be that this person has been doing something secretly? Yu He did not dare to be scornful, he raised his body's true energy to prepare for it, and asked coldly: "Who are you and what do you want?" "IWe had a chance encounter decades ago, but Yu Shaoxia probably doesn't remember me, an unknown old man. "The old man in the coir raincoat raised his head slightly and saw an ordinary face hidden under the fine iron bamboo hat. Yu He looked at it repeatedly, but still couldn't get a familiar feeling. However, the old man in the coir raincoat grinned and turned his hands. He took out an object, shook it in front of his face and said, "Young Master Yu, you forget things a lot, so it's natural that you don't recognize me, but does this thing still look familiar?" " Yu He raised his eyes and immediately frowned. In the hand of the old man in coir raincoat was a small bronze mirror with bright light flowing through it. On the back of the bronze mirror, a lifelike golden crow was carved. "Xiaoguang Mirror? "When he saw this treasure, Yu He immediately guessed the identity of the old man. Back then, the ancestor of the Shibao lent the Xiaoguang Mirror to the bloody warrior Fang Shiqi. During the fierce battle to defend the Hengding Garden in the South China Sea, this mythical treasure His majesty almost put Guangyun, Master Fujin, Master Huaxiang, Master Yunfeng and Yu He into dire straits. Later, Patriarch Shibao followed Wei Xingge and fought with the Anfu group of Dingyang Consecration Pavilion in Kyoto. After a hard fight with Master Mingsu, he died near Qiao Mountain in the south of Dingyang City. At that time, the ten treasures he collected were scattered at the same time. Four of the most clever ones were not afraid of the Dharma of Emperor Ziwei in the North Pole. Suppression, forcefully penetrated Wei Xingge's palm and left. This mythical treasure, the Xiaoguang Mirror, is one of them. Since the old man in coir raincoat is holding the Xiaoguang Mirror, the "one-sided relationship" he calls it. It should be at the ruins of King Su's Mansion in Qiaoshan, south of Dingyang City in Kyoto. At that time, treasures were flying, and many ancestors of the Demon Sect desperately chased the magic treasures, and then never returned to Wei Xingge. Therefore, Yu He and The old man in coir raincoat didn't recognize him. He stroked the Xiaoguang Mirror with his hands and said with a sinister smile, "I'm here to borrow something from Young Master Yu. " Yu He knew the power of light mirrors, and the old man in raincoat could spy on his encounters with Zhan Dajian and Xia Houcang without being noticed. He must be an unusual person. So Yu He asked in a cautious tone: "You What do you want to borrow? " "Ever since Wei Xingge got the Beidi orthodoxy, he has been arrogant and domineering in our Northwest Demon Sect, and has no respect for us old people. And you are a member of the Southern Emperor's orthodoxy, but you are a soft-footed shrimp who doesn't even dare to kill people. Just now, Wei Xingge invited you to join our Northwest Demon Sect, but you are always pretending to be noble. Nowadays, there are these hypocritical villains in the Taoist sect, trying every possible means to kill you, but you dare not kill them. It's a pity that the supreme magic method of the Immortal Emperor has been secretly cast, and it has fallen on you, which is really a cruel gift! Since you are a coward who is afraid of blood, why should you practice swordsmanship? What kind of magical power should you cultivate? Why don't you give me all the opportunities and let me restore the majesty of the South Antarctic Immortal Emperor! " The old man in coir raincoat suddenly turned the dawn mirror in his palm, pointed it at Yu He, and shouted in a cold voice: "You compassionate Yu Shaoxia, in ancient times, the Buddha cut meat to feed the eagle. Why don't you follow suit and lend me your life? I'll use it! " After saying that, he opened his mouth and was about to spit out his true energy to sacrifice the bright light of the sun in the dawn mirror. But just as this mouthful of hot true energy passed through the twelfth floor, the old man in the coir raincoat suddenly felt his throat His hair was tight, and it seemed as if something thick and cold suddenly burst into his mouth, choking all his life energy. It felt like someone had suddenly strangled his neck, and a large amount of his true energy was suffocated. It was banging around in his chest, causing the blood on his neck to bulge, his cheeks to turn red, and his bloodshot eyes to widen. But he was shocked to find that the thing that had been stuffed into his mouth and blocked his throat. It was the sheathed sword in Yu He's hand. The old man in coir raincoat looked at Yu He in horror, but suddenly he found a circle of blood on his left and right wrists, and then his wrists became cold, and his palms fell off at the wrist. , the mythical treasure Xiaoguang Mirror overflowing with golden clouds fell to the ground with a clang. The old man was frightened out of his wits. He exerted force on his feet and just wanted to retreat quickly, but an invisible evil aura was already like an iron hoop. His body was tightly bound, and his bones were covered with strange cold, and his meridians were blocked, as if he had been sealed in ten thousand years of black ice. The cold light in Yu He's eyes flickered, and the three feet connected. The sword energy on the sheathed sword was spit out, and the old man's head was lifted up from his shoulders. The boss turned several times in the air with a six-yang head, carrying a dark iron hat, and his bones were rolling. Falling at the feet of the headless corpse, scarlet blood poured down all over the ground. The old man in the raincoat was separated from his body and stared at himself. He vaguely saw a hint of sarcasm on Yu He's lips. With a smile on his face, he walked closer, knelt down, turned over his bamboo hat, and whispered to him: "Who said I can't kill? "