Chapter 126 The Evil King is coming!
Ni Kun came to the alley where Dongfang Bai's secret hut was located. Halfway through the alley, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the top of Dongfang Bai's hut.
There was nothing above the hut.
However, the Chenghuang Flying Sword, which had long been refined into Ni Kun's blood and was dormant and nurtured in his blood, was actually trembling as if facing a powerful enemy. It arched its thin sword body like a snake and took a defensive stance.
A bit of clear yellow sword light it trembled and emitted a cold light.
Even the "Blood Evil Killing God Sword Seed" that was stationed in the hand Taiyin Lung Meridian and had only taken its rudiments and had not yet developed the sword energy was trembling and issuing a warning.
But it was different from the tension of Chenghuang Feijian as if facing a formidable enemy.
When the blood-killing sword gave a warning, there was also a feeling of eagerness to try, as if it couldn't wait to come out, show its blood-killing edge, and drink the blood of its powerful enemy.
From this difference, it can be seen that the essence of the Blood Evil Killing God Sword is much higher than that of the Clear Yellow Flying Sword.
Even though it is currently just a "seed" and does not have any attack power, it is not afraid of strong enemies and even desires strong enemies.
call……
Ni Kun took a deep breath, suppressed the agitation of the Chenghuang Flying Sword and the Blood Evil Knife, remained calm, and took a step forward.
As he took this step, the sky above the hut in his sight suddenly changed color.
Above the sky, dark clouds suddenly appeared like overlapping mountains.
In the dark clouds, scarlet lightning rolled like blood stains.
Whether it is dark clouds or bloody lightning, they all give people a feeling of the advent of hell and extreme evil.
As the dark clouds rolled and lightning surged, there seemed to be a demonic shadow covering the sky and the earth, looming in the clouds.
It was as if there was a pair of devil eyes that condensed all the evil thoughts in the world, as dark and deep as a bottomless abyss, staring coldly at Ni Kun.
A terrifying pressure descended from the sky.
Ni Kun's whole body tensed up, as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain. All the joints in his body made crackling sounds, and every bone was vibrating and humming.
The muscles and tendons were like steel wires that were constantly being tightened, emitting groans under the heavy load, as if they might break at any time.
There was also an extremely cold and evil aura covering every inch of his skin, like an invisible ghost, trying to penetrate his skin and devour his flesh.
A bean-sized bead of sweat dripped down Ni Kun's forehead.
But his expression remained calm. As he breathed, a tiger roared, thunder rolled in his chest, and his heart seemed to be burning with flames. As it beat hard, it transported blood surging with burning energy to every capillary.
Driven by the powerful energy and blood, Ni Kun's skin shook violently, and a wave of hot air burst out from his body like an explosion, spreading rapidly and sweeping away the cold and evil aura around him.
Amid the heat wave, Ni Kun took another step forward.
As this step was taken, the entire alley shook violently.
A clear and deep footprint appeared on the ground, but there was not a single crack around the footprint, showing Ni Kun's super control over his own strength.
There were incessant roars of tigers and leopards, and rumbling of thunder.
Ni Kun stood straight, as tall as a spear, and moved forward step by step under the increasingly powerful invisible pressure.
With every step forward, the alley shook and a deep footprint was left on the ground.
After seven steps.
The sound of a sword suddenly rang in my ears.
An extremely sharp aura pierced Ni Kun's eyebrows, causing him to feel a dull pain.
He felt as if an invisible sword was descending from the sky and piercing straight into his forehead.
Ni Kun had deep eyes and an expressionless face. He raised his hand leisurely and pointed with his index finger.
A sharp edge appeared on the fingertips, which collided violently with the invisible sword.
Zheng...
The melodious sound of sword resounded through heaven and earth, and Ni Kun's whole body trembled. His entire right hand, from the tip of his index finger to his wrist, was covered with dense bloodstains.
Moreover, a strange vibrating force spread out from his fingertips, and spread along his arms to his whole body like lightning, causing his body to vibrate violently, as if a big bell had been hit hard.
Snap...
Ni Kun seemed to hear the sound of the bones in his body quietly cracking under the impact of the shock wave.
He took a deep breath.
As the thundering sounds of tigers and leopards echoed, he took big and quick steps forward with a mysterious step that contained the spirit of "walking vertically like plum blossoms". With every step forward, the shock force on his body dissipated a little.
After he took ten steps, the shockwaves that made his blood boil and his internal organs "resonate" with it and burst suddenly dissipated.
It was not until this moment that Ni Kun suddenly realized that the dark clouds, blood-red lightning, demonic shadows, and demonic pupils above the hut had all disappeared. The heavy pressure like a mountain had also quietly dissipated, and everything seemed to be just an illusion.
But his right hand, still dripping with blood, and the tiny cracks in every corner of his body caused by the repeated bombardment of the shock force, all reminded him that everything that had just happened had really existed and was not an illusion.
Ni Kun took a deep breath, and walked forward while activating the water spirit and wood spirit bloodlines to nourish the injuries in his body.
By the time he reached the end of the alley and the door of the small house, all the minor injuries on his body and inside had recovered.
When the healing was completely completed, he suddenly realized that not only did he have a deeper control over himself, but his progress in physical training had also improved by leaps and bounds.
It seems that he has already arrived at the door of the initial stage of Martial Saint's physique. He only needs to make a little more effort and push hard to break in.
"Could this kind of power be from the Evil King Shi Zhixuan? A test? A trial? A meeting gift? Or a show of power?
"Why are you doing this to me for no reason?
"Did he realize that I'm a 'Moon Worshiper'?
"If that's the case, we shouldn't stop here!"
Just as he was pondering , the door of the cottage creaked open, and Dongfang Bai, dressed in red, stood in front of the door, looking at him with a smile.
"Sister." Ni Kun put away his thoughts and said with a smile, "Were there any guests here just now?"
"Mr. Pei was here before."
Dongfang Bai looked at Ni Kun, his eyes changed slightly, and he looked like he was smiling:
"Mr. Pei said that he went back to Shu a few days ago and saw the flowers you gave to his daughter."
"..." Ni Kun's eyes twitched slightly, and he suddenly realized: "So that's it!"
Now it all makes sense.
It turned out that the cabbages in his own garden were about to be eaten up, and the father-in-law felt jealous and unhappy!
But, I didn’t write my name on the flowers I gave to Shi Qingxuan, so how did Shi Zhixuan know that they were sent by me, Ni Kun?
"Little brother, you are really brave. You even dare to have ideas about Pei Gong's daughter."
Dongfang Bai looked at Ni Kun with a smile, and said with a tone that sounded both admiring and resentful:
"Sister, I admire your courage very much."
Ni Kun laughed, "I'm not afraid of Pei Shi... um, Pei Gong."
After all, you are thinking about someone else's daughter, so it would be better to show a little respect to her verbally .
After a pause, he asked again:
"Is Pei Gong still here?"
Dongfang Bai raised his eyebrows:
"Didn't you say you were not afraid of him? Why are you asking if he's still here?"
The son-in-law always feels guilty when he sees his father-in-law. This is human nature, not fear!
Ni Kun muttered to himself, with a calm expression on his face:
"Just asking casually. If Pei Gong is here, I have to go in and pay my respects to him."
Dongfang Bai shook her head and said sweetly:
"Mr. Pei said he was annoyed when he saw you and was afraid he couldn't help wanting to kill you, so he left."
Ni Kun smiled casually:
"Mr. Pei doesn't need to do this. Even if he wants to kill me, he may not be able to do anything to me."
After a pause, he said with some dissatisfaction:
"Didn't sister say that only you and I knew about your secret hut? How come Pei Gong also came here?"
Dongfang Bai said helplessly:
“Mr. Pei has the skill of locking souls thousands of miles away.
"The Demon Sect's Thousand Mile Soul Locking Technique originally required the target to not resist, and then the caster would brand the target before being able to lock the soul a thousand miles away and track the target for ten thousand miles.
"But with Pei Gong's realm, as long as he captures a trace of his aura, he can chase him thousands of miles away."
Ni Kun suddenly realized, no wonder Shi Zhixuan knew that the flowers were sent by me.
He captured my remaining breath from the flower branches and locked me with the "Thousand Mile Soul Locking" technique.
In fact, the Demon Sect's Thousand Mile Soul Locking Technique is not omnipotent.
As long as one's realm is similar to Shi Zhixuan's, he can isolate himself from the others and make it impossible for Shi Zhixuan to track him.
However, in this world of The Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, how many people can reach a level similar to Shi Zhixuan?
When Shi Zhixuan tried to intimidate him before, he didn't show up at all. Maybe he was still drinking tea and chatting with Dongfang Bai. He just used his aura to oppress him from a distance, and Ni Kun had to use all his strength to barely resist, and he even suffered serious injuries.
If the evil king really attacked, Ni Kun thought, he would have to sacrifice a lot of lives to resist.
"I'm afraid only the Drunken Sword Immortal can surpass the Evil King in terms of realm...
"But it's hard to say. The Evil King inherited the relics of Yan Chixia and others twenty years ago. Maybe he even got a part of the inheritance of the Moon Worship Sect. Otherwise, how could he know about the 'secret treasure house' of the Moon Worship Sect leader?
"With the talent of the Evil King, God knows how far he can go in twenty years!"
Ni Kun pondered for a while, then smiled at Dongfang Bai:
"Now that Yang Guang has gone on his sword, where will you go next, sister?"
Dongfang Bai looked helpless:
"Mr. Pei has given me a new mission. He wants me to go to Taiyuan and monitor the Li family."
Ni Kun asked in surprise: "Is there something strange about the Li family?"
"Who knows? Pei Gong is unfathomable. No one knows what he is thinking."
Dongfang Bai sighed, "Before Yang Guang's corpse was transformed into an immortal, I didn't know why Pei Gong asked me to keep a close eye on Yang Guang. It wasn't until last night that I realized that Yang Guang actually had such a secret. The Li family... maybe they also have some big secrets?"
Ni Kun thought for a moment and asked, "Then where did Pei Gong go?"
Dongfang Baiqiao rolled her eyes at him:
“I’m not Pei Gong’s boss. Pei Gong doesn’t need to report to me where he’s going. How would I know where he went?
"Okay, stop talking at the door. I will leave for Taiyuan tonight. If you want to go to Taiyuan, come with me. If not, then come in and drink with me and talk."
Ni Kun raised his eyebrows: "Just drinking and talking?"
Dongfang Bai's pretty face turned red: "Humph, you bad boy, you just think about those things all day long..."
"Is it really just me who's thinking this?" Ni Kun put his big hand into her clothes and teased:
"Sister, your body is already so hot that it burns my hands..."
Dongfang Bai leaned against him softly, and glanced at him charmingly:
"You bad boy, you only know how to bully me... I punish you by having you carry me inside!"
"Obedience is worse than respect." Ni Kun laughed, picked her up and strode into the room.
Mobei grassland.
Ba Fenghan was covered in blood. He lay on the horse's back and galloped away. He looked back from time to time and saw dozens of riders chasing him relentlessly. From time to time, a powerful arrow would fly through the air and be cut off by his sword.
"Ba Fenghan, today you have no way to go up to the sky and no way to go down to the earth. Why don't you just surrender?"
A feminine male voice came from behind. Even in the midst of the rapid pursuit with the rumbling of hooves and the whistling of wind, every word sounded very clearly in Ba Fenghan's ears.
"Ha, Tuoba Yu, my head is right here. If you have the guts, come and get it. But wanting me to surrender is simply wishful thinking!"
Another female voice sounded like anger and joy:
"Ba Fenghan, why are you so stubborn? You can't escape today, so surrendering will save you some pain!"
Ba Fenghan laughed loudly:
"Haha, Chun Yuwei, you are chasing after me, are you attracted by my bravery and fell in love with me? Unfortunately, I have to disappoint you. I only love martial arts in my life and will only be with swords. Even if you love me so much, you will be destroyed by me if you run into me..."
Chun Yuwei scolded, "You bastard, you dare to tease me when you are about to die. When I catch you later, I will knock out all your teeth and cut off your tongue to drink!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, you are so hot, I seem to admire you a little bit..."
While they were chasing and bickering with each other.
Suddenly, Ba Fenghan shuddered all over, pulled the reins with both hands, and stopped the horse abruptly.
The warhorse neighed loudly and stood up. Ba Fenghan stepped on the stirrups with both feet and rushed away at an angle like lightning.
Then there was a flash of cold light, and a ray of white light pierced through the horse's chest and out through its back.
When the white light shot out through the horse's back, it brought out not hot blood, but a bunch of tiny blood-colored ice beads.
After Ba Fenghan landed, he rolled three times and half-knelt on the ground, holding a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, staring at a small hill in front of him.
Tuoba Yu, the second disciple of "Martial Lord" Bi Xuan, and Chunyu Wei, the third disciple, as well as the Eighteen Cavalrymen of the Northern Frontier trained by Bi Xuan, who were chasing from behind, saw that Ba Fenghan was suddenly attacked and his horses were killed. Although they did not understand the situation for the time being, they would not miss this great opportunity. They immediately rode their horses and were about to surround Ba Fenghan.
Chun Yuwei had been teased by Ba Fenghan before. Although the children of the grassland did not care about a few words of teasing, she was also very annoyed. Now she rushed forward and wanted to beat Ba Fenghan first.
At this moment, Ba Fenghan's eyes suddenly jumped and he shouted in a low voice: "Be careful!"
As he spoke, he swung the long sword in his right hand violently, heading towards a streak of white light that was rushing towards him.
Tuoba Yu, who was several horse lengths behind Chun Yuwei, also had his pupils shrink and shouted, "Junior sister, be careful!"
A javelin flew out, and Ba Fenghan's sword attacked the white light from the left and right.
Ding ding!
With two crisp sounds, Ba Fenghan's sword and Tuoba Yu's javelin both hit the white light with incredible precision, but the weapons thrown by the two men were shattered in an instant as if they were made of ice.
The white light was only slightly obstructed and its shooting speed slowed down a bit, but it still persevered in shooting towards Chun Yu Wei.
Fortunately, the two of them reminded and blocked the attack at the same time, and Chun Yuwei had the opportunity to react. She jumped off the horse's back, and then the warhorse was pierced through by the white light, and a burst of blood foam that froze into ice beads splashed out.
Chun Yuwei rolled over and fell to the ground, looking in the direction of Ba Fenghan's gaze, her face suddenly blank.
Tuoba Yu and the Eighteen Riders of Beisai who came from behind also reined in their horses and looked at the hill in front of them with serious eyes.
On the hill stood a tall pale figure.
A pair of deep blue eyes like ice crystals were staring at everyone without any emotion, bringing them a cold pressure like the cold winter in the northern desert.
It stretched out its right hand, with cold air filling its palm. In the blink of an eye, an icy long sword appeared out of thin air.
Just as the sword appeared in its palm, a group of emaciated figures like corpses staggered up the hill and appeared behind the pale figure.
They were figures dressed in nomadic robes.
Some were unarmed, some were armed, but all of them gave people a strange feeling.
It's as if they weren't living people, but...
A walking corpse.
There was a silent confrontation for a while.
The tall, pale figure suddenly waved his sword at the crowd. Those figures wearing nomadic robes, with haggard faces and staggering like zombies, charged at the crowd with unconscious roars...
