Chapter 1365

Speaking of this, Qu Jianchong hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Actually... Qu is a little puzzled. There are more disciples in my Sword Field..."

But halfway through the conversation, Qu Jianchong stopped talking and looked at Lu Ruochang tentatively.

"Hehe, at this point, I won't hide anything from you!" Lu Ruochang's eyes lit up, and he said a few words through sound transmission.

"Ah??? Why...how is this so???" Qu Jianchong actually showed a look of extreme admiration and astonishment on his face, and said, "Qumou... Qumou really has nothing to say, Qumou can only be I admire you so much!"

"Hehe, this is the secret that Senior Huajian taught Benjian face-to-face. I haven't told any of my fellow swordsmen yet, and Qu Jianyou still keeps his mouth shut!"

"Yes, yes!" Qu Jianchong was extremely panicked, and nodded quickly, "Qu will never say a word to others!"

"That's good!" Lu Ruochang said lightly again, "After this battle, everything will be resolved, and by then, Daoist monks will even have the idea of ​​crying!"

"It's just..." Qu Jianchong was about to speak, but Lu Ruochang changed the topic again, "The Sword Transformation Sword Intent that suddenly appeared in the sword mound... I am puzzled again! Could it be that someone is here Sword Mound Transforming Sword? Or some faction of senior Sword Transforming? Sigh, in short...the direction of escape has changed, and if we change it again, it will be a bit difficult!"

Looking at Lu Ruochang's slightly frowning eyebrows, and thinking about Lu Ruochang's openness just now, Qu Jianchong's thoughts of hesitation just now flew to the sky, but seeing Qu Jianchong cautiously looking around, a group of swordsmen, There are also two Huanjian's juniors who are not too close, Qu Jianchong said via voice transmission: "Lu Jianyou, there is actually something that Qu must tell Jianyou!"

"Oh? What's the matter?" Lu Ruochang's face has returned to indifference, and it's hard to tell whether it's curiosity or confidence.

"That... the Sword Transformation Sword Intent in the Sword Tomb just now..." Qu Jianchong said, licking his slightly dry lips. Said, "Qu feels...the sword intent...seems to imply my Huan Jianzong's sword art..."

"Really?" Lu Ruochang wondered, "Is there any Sword Transformation Senior from Guijianmen coming to Jianzhong?"

Qu Jianchong said almost without hesitation; "This is where Qu's doubts lie! This sword intent does not belong to the masters of my Huajian Sword Sect at all! But the sword formula in this sword intent is my The traces of Huan Jianzong..."

"Is it... is there any senior brother from Guijianmen who is here to transform the sword?" Lu Ruochang asked tentatively.

"Definitely not!" Qu Jianchong resolutely shook his head,

"There is a lot of remaining sword intent in the sword mound, and there is a lot of dead energy in the sword qi. If you melt the sword in the sword mound, you will condense the sword heart. Only the ending of the sword heart going out of control, this is the common knowledge in my sword field, I Huan Jianzong is no exception, no one will condense the sword heart here! Moreover, as far as Qu knows, the senior brothers of the third rank of the Illusory Sword in the Bimen have never reached the peak of the Illusory Sword. There is still a lot of distance from the Huajian!"

"Oh, so that's the case!" Lu Ruochang looked into the distance again, wondering, "Then what happened?"

"Perhaps...you can only know when you get there!" Qu Jianchong smiled wryly.

"Well, Benjian also thinks like this! Friend Qujian. The sword mound is extremely dangerous, and you have to take good care of our disciples and obey Benjian's orders!" Lu Ruochang said, clasping his hands.

"Yes, Qu knows!" Qu Jianchong hurriedly returned the gift, watching Lu Ruochang leave.

"Well, it's as expected by Ben Jian, then the Sword Transformation Sword Intent should be related to Xuan Jianzong!" Lu Ruochang who left thought to himself, "It's a pity that Qu Jianchong doesn't know which Transformation Sword it is. He doesn't even admit it. It's a swordsman from Xuanjianzong! This is strange!"

"Perhaps we can only know the truth when we get to that place!" Lu Ruochang sighed. At this moment, there was a slight sword intent coming from the Fanjin formation...

"Oh, we have to go!" Lu Ruochang urged Feijian to fly forward, whispering to himself, "I just don't know...how can I change direction?"

"That's all. After entering the sword mound, the sword intent of the melting sword is slightly weaker, and this sword will lead these stupid monks to the big formation! With this previous suspicious behavior, those monks... may not be able to find anything! "

Let's talk about the edge of the sword mound. The purple gardenias were gradually thinning out. In the eyes of the fleeing Jianxiu, there was no time to appreciate the beautiful scenery. After all, a fresh life is much more precious than this beautiful scenery! A group of swordsmen who explored the road saw the brown-red vegetation all over the ground, and they didn't dare to be negligent. They hurriedly stopped, clapped their hands, took out a few small sword symbols, and urged the sword yuan, and the sword symbols turned into How many small swords rushed out, right where the brigade was!

In fact, as soon as these small swords were issued, several swordsmen of the first rank of the phantom sword flew from a distance. These swordsmen received the sword talisman and flew down beside the purple gardenia in the sword mound very quickly.

"Liao Jianyou, the day we passed this sword mound, it was early in the morning, and the purple gardenia flowers were dripping with dew like crystals. We were still pointing the rivers and mountains, and we will not retreat in this battle. The arrogance of the Three Kingdoms!" A slightly lonely middle-aged swordsman glanced at the somewhat disastrous purple gardenia, sighed and said to the swordsman flying around ten feet away, "I don't know, years are like days and nights, you and I Gathering here again, not to mention the passion that day, even my life is at stake!"

Liao Jianyou was also a little pessimistic. He wandered around and said sadly: "You and I can still gather here. Many of those sword friends who fell in the Three Kingdoms of Cultivation have never even found their corpses! Even... my Xutian sword Uncle Qin Jian, who was sent, was beheaded by the terrifying phoenix and brought back to Xuntian City to claim the merit! Liao believed that he was not the enemy of the terrifying Phoenix, otherwise he would kill him in Xuntian City and take the head of the terrifying phoenix! "

"Cough cough~" Another grey-haired old swordsman coughed lightly and said, "What the two junior brothers said is very true, not enough. Since we have fallen to such a point today, I will hurry to find it." Let’s get in and out of the safe passage of the Sword Tomb! Since there is the sword intent of Senior Huajian in front of us, I have sought the protection of his old man. Even if he can’t attack the Taoist monks at will, but in front of him, the Taoist monks can’t ..."

"Can't what?" Another old man with slightly white hair said disapprovingly, "Brother Zhao is always so lucky, if it wasn't for the so-called fluke of Brother Zhao in Blizzard Snowfield, we would not have been killed so badly! "

"Is what Zhao said wrong?" The swordsman surnamed Zhao was a little angry, "When I got here, I didn't seek the protection of Senior Huajian, so why did I change direction?"

The old man with slightly white hair seemed to be dissatisfied with the swordsman surnamed Zhao, and he sneered coldly: "Do you think that only my swordsman can perceive the sword intent of Senior Huajian? Can't the Taoist monks be aware of it? Look at it." ... Even if we change direction and fly directly to the location of the sword intent, those monks... do they have any hesitation?"

"Masters and uncles who control the left and right have their own sense of proportion..." The old man surnamed Zhao hesitated, arguing, "If it wasn't so, why should I change direction?"

Then came a dark-skinned swordsman, three big and five thick, who listened to their argument but didn't take it seriously, and even showed a trace of sarcasm on his face. After the old man surnamed Zhao asked back, the other old man To fight back, he scolded in a cold voice: "The war has come to this point, what's the use of all your arguments and arguments? Look at the bright sword disciples you are waiting for? They summoned us, not just to listen to you. Angry! Besides, after I have found the passage, there will be fellow brothers who will find the passage afterwards, so don’t delay the safe retreat of hundreds of thousands of sword warriors of mine!”

The two swordsmen were slightly angry, and they were about to fight against the enemy, but looking at the disciples who were summoned nearby, they all hid far away, a little anxious or helpless.

"That's all!" The old man surnamed Zhao clapped his hands, took out a small sword that was as crystal clear as jade, opened his mouth, and sprayed a mouthful of sword energy on it, the small sword suddenly bounced up, spun violently in mid-air, and gradually turned into a sword. Light white spirit snake shape!

"Go!" The old man hurriedly pinched the sword formula in his hand, and several sword lights hit the spirit snake again. The sword brilliance around the spirit snake flew into the surrounding air, and immediately the snake's head was in the air. After a while of rotation, like a small hot wheel, it took another half a cup of tea, the head of the spirit snake stopped, and it was right in the sword mound!

"Whoosh~" Spirit Snake turned into a sword again, it was still the crystal clear little sword, and rushed into the sword grave at high speed!

"Disciples, this is a safe passage, you can enter with the old man!" The old man surnamed Zhao waved his hand, and his figure flew into it. After marking this place, they also followed in!

"Huh~" At the same time, four swordsmen including the swordsman surnamed Liao took out small swords of different styles. They found four different safe passages again, but the direction was roughly the same as that of the old man surnamed Zhao!

"Let's go~" The four swordsmen greeted the nearby disciples respectively, and the supporting disciples who came gradually rushed into the sword mound...

Immediately, within a few miles to the left, many phantom swordsmen arrived again, and each sacrificed their small swords for pathfinding. Enter Jianzhong.

If the Jindan cultivator in the Daozong Conference Hall saw Jianxiu retreating in such an orderly manner, he might have got up early and wondered, right?

It's a pity that when they chased here, the sword cultivators had already entered the sword mound, leaving only the faint flickering sword light in front of them, as well as the screams from time to time and the sound of touching the magic circle or sword circle!

Just as cautious as a sword cultivator, the cultivators of all sects who chased to the edge of the sword mound also stopped slightly. Each sect occupied an area of ​​about several hundred feet. These dozens of sects almost The area around ten miles or so of Jianzhong was blocked, and it felt a little airtight. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)