Chapter 41 See you later
Isn’t Xu Changlin your sworn brother?
Gu Mingchuan didn't ask this question in the end. It was normal for brothers to turn against each other. It was either for the martial arts, for the magic weapons, or because of women.
He said, "Master, you overestimate me. Xu Changlin was already a Heavenly Ranking expert more than ten years ago. Even if I really break through to the Dharma Image Realm, how can I kill him?"
"You don't have to underestimate yourself. You were able to restore that style of swordsmanship from those knife marks in such a short time. Such comprehension is rare in the world. As long as you can break through to the Dharma Image Realm, Xu Changlin will definitely not be your opponent."
I don’t have any talent, I just have a hack.
Gu Mingchuan hesitated for a moment and agreed, "In the future, if my strength exceeds that of Xu Changlin, I will definitely help you kill him."
He said more, but he didn't say by how much.
It would be easy to wait until you reach a higher realm and then go find Xu Changlin.
He asked again, "But how can I find him?"
The Five Heroes of Jiangdong have disappeared for more than ten years, including Xu Changlin.
Qi Wu said, "He must have changed his name and got a new identity. Moreover, he has a close relationship with the Demon Suppression Division. In the future, if you meet someone who can use the sword techniques in the sword manual, he must be related to him."
"Row."
With these two features, the scope is narrowed down at once.
There are only a handful of strong people at the Heavenly Ranking level. If you look for them, you will always find them.
"Xu Changlin is a hypocritical man who appears to be righteous but appears to be loyal. His thoughts are so deep that it is difficult to fathom. You must not let him see that you intend to kill him until you are sure."
"This person is practicing a very domineering martial art, which is extremely masculine and strong, and is very similar to the legendary secret of the royal family of the previous dynasty, the 'Tiandu Burning Yang Divine Art'..."
Qi Wu began to talk about the martial arts practiced by Xu Changlin and the characteristics of his swordsmanship.
……
The cell was unusually quiet.
Wang Xining and Jiang Yihong were seizing the time to recover their vital energy that had been shattered by the sword intent.
The swordsman was still unconscious.
Qi Wu and Gu Mingchuan communicated through voice transmission.
Just like this, about an hour passed.
Suddenly, Qi Junhao opened his eyes abruptly and murmured, "It's time now." As he spoke, a bulge suddenly appeared at the base of his neck and continued to extend upwards.
vomit--
Something as big as a black disk squeezed out of his mouth, stretching it to the point of bursting.
Gu Mingchuan was shocked by this scene.
He suddenly remembered the "Dragon Ball" comics he read when he was a child. The scene where Piccolo laid eggs with his mouth was exactly the same.
He actually brought things in this way. He is a ruthless person.
However, even if an ordinary warrior wanted to swallow it, it would be unlikely for him to swallow such a large thing raw.
Therefore, this person must be a horizontal martial artist, even if he is not in the divine power realm, he is close to it. Only then can the esophagus be stretched to such a large size.
"Blood Soul Attraction?" Qi Wu's voice changed when he saw that thing.
what?
When Wang Xining and Jiang Yihong heard this, their faces changed drastically.
When Gu Mingchuan saw their reactions, he knew that this "Blood Soul Attraction" was not an ordinary thing.
Qi Junhao looked at the thing in his hand as if he were looking at a treasure, and said in a hoarse voice, "Yes, it is the Blood Soul Guide."
"This is the trophy my eldest brother got when he killed a Dharma King of the Changsheng Sect. For those who practice the Blood Evil Divine Art, this Blood Soul Yin is a treasure. After killing the enemy, you can extract its blood and soul and refine it into a Blood Evil, which is extremely vicious."
"In fact, if we talk about the place with the most resentment in the world, the prison of the Demon Suppression Department is definitely one of them. I heard that hundreds of years ago, several powerful people in the Dharma Image Realm died here, and the resentment they left behind has not dissipated until now."
"Use the Blood Soul Guidance to transform these resentments into blood evil energy, which will be enough to cut off the chains on you, Uncle Wu. By then, even if Xue Yuhe comes in person, he won't be able to stop us."
He said, putting the things in his hands on the ground.
It was a black round statue with eyes closed, looking somewhat evil.
Qi Junhao stretched out his hand and touched the statue, and it suddenly opened a pair of red eyes with a cold light.
call--
A cold wind blew inside the cell.
Gu Mingchuan felt a chill that penetrated his bones and he shuddered. In his spiritual sense, he sensed that an extremely terrifying thing was taking shape.
His scalp went numb.
Wang Xining and Jiang Yihong next to them also had pale faces and their bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
At this time, Qi Wu said, "Hao'er, let them go first."
Qi Junhao opened his eyes, looked at Gu Mingchuan with a somewhat amusement look, and nodded slightly.
"Master, see you later."
Gu Mingchuan said as he pulled Wang Xining up and ran. Jiang Yihong also carried the unconscious swordsman and followed closely behind him, running no slower than him.
……
After the four ran out of the cell, they were quickly blocked by a locked iron door.
This is the only access to the upper level.
Wang Xining's eyes were filled with despair, and he said bitterly, "If my Snow Jade Sword was still there..."
Jiang Yihong looked unwilling. Was he going to die here today?
Before they came in, they had left their weapons outside. Unarmed and injured by the sword intent just now, they were completely unable to open the door made of cold iron.
At this time, Gu Mingchuan let go of Wang Xining and picked up an iron rod from the ground. It should be a piece of cold iron that was cut off when Qi Junhao used his sword intent to break through the cell just now.
He inserted the stick into the lock ring, pried it hard, and shouted, "Open it for me!"
squeak--
Under his terrifying strength, the huge lock made a teeth-grinding friction sound.
Two seconds later.
With a bang, the lock was blown away and penetrated deep into the wall next to it.
Wang Xining and Jiang Yihong behind him stared at him in amazement. This lock was made of cold iron and could not be cut without a magical weapon.
Even the Gang Yuan of the Shenzang Realm would find it difficult to leave a trace on it.
He actually used brute force to pry the lock open.
What a terrifying force this is?
Is this the realm of divine power?
No, even ordinary divine powers don't have such powerful strength.
At least the seventh level of divine power!
At this time, Gu Mingchuan turned around and said, "Why don't you leave quickly?"
The two men suddenly woke up as if from their dream. Now was not the time to think about these things. The most important thing was to escape, so they quickly followed.
Gu Mingchuan broke through four doors in succession and finally escaped to the top floor.
The guards outside were so frightened when they saw someone break through the door that they almost stabbed him with their spears. Fortunately, they finally recognized that these people were not the prisoners below.
At this time, Jiang Yihong shouted, "Go and inform Lord Long quickly that Qi Junhao has escaped and brought in a blood spirit to transform the resentment in the prison into blood evil energy..."
The soldiers also realized the seriousness of the matter and quickly sent someone to inform their superiors.
……
What happened next had nothing to do with Gu Mingchuan and the others. After Jiang Yihong explained the situation, the Demon Suppression Division arranged for people to escort them away.
At this time, Gu Mingchuan was very glad that he had stopped Qi Junhao and prevented him from killing Jiang Yihong. It was only with the eldest son of the Jiang family that he was able to escape so easily.
If he had escaped up by himself, the people from the Demon Suppression Division would have captured and tortured him without saying a word.
After leaving the Demon Suppression Division’s gate, the four of them felt like they had survived a calamity.
"Brother Gu."
Jiang Yihong suddenly called Gu Mingchuan, bowed deeply to him, and said solemnly, "Brother Gu, I will always remember your kindness in saving me today. If you need my help in the future, please let me know."
Gu Mingchuan stepped forward and helped him up, saying with a smile, "You and I are brothers, why do you have to do such a big ceremony?"
Jiang Yihong was silent at first, then he solemnly called out, "Yes, brother."
He wouldn't take it seriously, would he?
Gu Mingchuan's original intention was to make a joke to ease the atmosphere, but unexpectedly, Jiang Yihong seemed to take it seriously.
Just now, he said in front of Qi Junhao that Jiang Yihong was his sworn brother.
The people in this world really have no sense of humor.
At this moment, the swordsman who had been unconscious suddenly woke up with a start, "What a terrible sword - where is this? Where are those knife marks?"
He jumped up suddenly, and seeing Jiang Yihong, he said anxiously, "Didn't we agree to stay for one day? Why are you leaving like this? Mr. Jiang, I don't want the reward, let me go back..."
Later, he begged.
He's really a knife fanatic.
Gu Mingchuan shook his head. He didn’t know whether this man was lucky or unfortunate. Such a big thing had just happened, but he knew nothing about it.
At this moment, an extremely cold breath burst out, and the chill penetrated into his bones. Gu Mingchuan felt that his mind was about to be frozen.
This is a terrifying aura that far exceeds that of a strong person in the Shenzang realm.
"Come on."
When Gu Mingchuan recovered, he ran away without saying a word.
PS: I want to report to everyone that the book has been postponed, but it is still OK for follow-up reading. It should be available at the beginning of next month. I am working hard to collect manuscripts.
(End of this chapter)