Vol 2 Chapter 365: Evil Possession

Look down from high above.
Throughout the mountain, densely packed snake lizards spread rapidly like a plague.
A remote stream by the bridge.
Two snake lizards caught up with the human practitioners.
The two sides met.
The battle begins.
Nie Zizheng walked with the sword, and said quickly: "Quick battle and quick decision, otherwise you won't be able to walk away."
The child slowly climbed off Wei Ni's shoulders, and said, "Wei Ni, you should do it first."
Wei Ni has supported the guqin and pressed his hands on the strings.
He looked at the child, and saw the child squatting on the side of the road, picking out the branches on the ground.
He looked at Nie Zizheng again, but saw that Nie Zizheng's figure was rushing forward, his long sword turned into a cold glow, and it stabbed at the slightly larger snake-lizard like electric shots.
Right now!
Wei Ni's manual.
The sound of the piano curled up and instantly turned into the sound of gold and iron horses, bursting into layers of sound.
No Forbidden·Sound!
The two snake lizards sank suddenly.
The slightly larger snake lizard was about to pounce, but it was caught by the sound of the piano and suddenly fell and staggered.
The sound of the piano seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which greatly affected their actions.
Nie Zizheng's eyes lit up.
opportunity!
The long sword in his hand made a vibrating sound, bursting out a sharp sword shadow, flew out of the sword, and pierced the snake lizard's throat.
At the same time, the child picked up a long branch with the thickness of an arm, gave a soft drink, and threw it out.
At the fingertips-
Nie Zizheng took the sword into its sheath.
He shuddered suddenly, as if suffering some unknown injury.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Wei Ni asked
"It's okay." Nie Zizheng reluctantly said.
The child took a look, and Chao Wei Ni opened his hands and said:
"Hold me on your shoulders-we have to run away quickly."
Wei Ni couldn't help but took the piano and put him on his shoulders.
"Go!" Nie Zizheng shouted in a low voice.
He and Wei Ni flew towards the wilderness in the distance.
By the river bridge.
Sora left the corpses of two four-legged snake lizards.
A corpse was pierced through the throat, and a large empty hole appeared in the neck, with only a little flesh and blood connected.
The eyeball of the other slightly smaller corpse was pierced by a branch-the branch plunged deep into its eye socket, and the whole snake brain was mashed into a paste.
...
Its daybreak.
The sky was gloomy and the wind was swift and violent.
Under a stone pit leeward.
Wei Ni stretched out his hand and plucked a note on the guqin.
He sensed for a moment, shook his head and said, "I didn't find any other people."
Nie Zizheng lowered his eyes and said, "It should all be dead."
Wei Ni was dumbfounded and lost her voice: "How could it be possible, there are so many masters in Zongmen, how could it—"
He shuddered, and did not dare to continue.
Nie Zizheng looked solemn, and said solemnly: "Something is wrong."
"What's wrong, Brother Nie?" Wei Ni asked.
"The saints and elders took away the direct disciples, there are actually no masters on the mountain, such an obvious loophole..."
He suddenly stopped.
There are some things that I dare not say any more.
Because it is too hard to believe.
Wei Ni suddenly said, "Brother Nie, your master is the strongest kendo practitioner on the mountain, how about his old man?"
"He is dead." Nie Zizheng said lightly.
Looking at Wei Ni's expression, he explained: "When the evil demon broke out, the first thing was to encircle and kill my master."
"My master died in battle, and several other sword repairmen also died."
The child looked at him and said softly: "So you are the last sword repairman of Wan Yinzong."
Nie Zizheng turned his eyes and looked at the child.
"Your name is Xia Sheng?"
"Correct."
"Do you have any more new sword arts?"
"Of course, I am a peerless genius."
"Peerless genius... well, let's see if you can remember these things."
"...This entire booklet is all sword art?"
"Yes, see if you can remember them completely."
The child took the thick sword tactics booklet and flipped it through ten lines.
Nie Zizheng stood aside, looking forward to his eyes.
The child quickly turned over the entire booklet and handed it to Nie Zizheng, "I remember it all."
Nie Zizheng pondered for a few breaths, and said, "Open the Mountain Sword Art, the fifth formula."
The child pointed to it as a sword, making a deep stroke in the void.
Boom!
There was a heavy impact on the ground.
Nie Zizheng's pupils shrank suddenly and continued: "Sword Art of the Four Seas, the ninth formula."
The child clasped his hands together, and he walked around Nie Zizheng like a bird.
"Now."
Nie Zizheng looked at the void around him and said.
In an instant, several sword shadows appeared, and then quickly disappeared.
Nie Zizheng let out a long sigh and asked, "Xia Sheng, why do you want to be a sword repairman?"
"I need the trust of others." The boy said.
"Trust? You want others to trust you? Then?" Nie Zizheng asked.
"This will make it easier for me to save them." The child said seriously.
Nie Zizheng was silent for a moment and murmured: "Fortunately, I met a peerless genius like you, and your swordsmanship... I have just seen that it is worth inheriting our swordsmanship."
He took off the saber around his waist and held it in front of the child with both hands.
The child looked at the sword, and saw the water shining on the sword body, reflecting the clouds in the sky, without a trace of blemish.
"This sword is named forever." Nie Zizheng said.
"What is permanent?" the child asked.
"Horan the world, righteousness will last forever." Nie Zizheng said.
He said solemnly: "This sword is a sword repairing saber passed down by Wanyinzong for generations. Its previous owner was my master. Now I pass it to you." Nie Zizheng said.
The child said: "Why pass it to me?"
"There is no other way, I have other tasks, I'm afraid I won't return." Nie Zizheng said.
Wei Ni lost his voice: "Brother, what are you going to do? I'll go with you!"
Nie Zizheng shouted: "Shut up, your task is to take Xia Sheng away-you must stay alive until the return of the saint."
The child ignored the conversation between the two, just stretched out his hand and gently held the Eternal Sword.
"This sword is too long for me." The child sighed.
He was only five years old and he was so small that he couldn't command this sword like an arm.
The next moment.
The long sword erupted with an agitated scream.
I saw the whole sword completely shattered, and then recombined into a short sword of the right length.
The child nodded in satisfaction, turning his head is a sword.
The sword hit Wei Ni's head fiercely, knocking him out.
After doing all this, he asked Nie Zizheng:
"Let me see what happened to you."
Nie Zizheng said unexpectedly: "Did you feel it?"
"Yes, you have an evil smell." The boy said.
"How do you know? Who are you?" Nie Zizheng asked in surprise.
"Are you afraid of me?" the child asked.
"It's not that you are afraid. You have a sword heart in your swordsmanship. You are a member of my generation. This is not wrong." Nie Zizheng said.
He shivered suddenly.
"The evil nature... can't be suppressed... Don't move, I'll take a look." The child said solemnly.
He stepped forward and was about to press his hand on the opponent.
But I saw a weird smile on Nie Zizheng's face.
"Hahahaha, come out, come out, I'm finally out!" He laughed wildly, and he was about to retreat.
However, Jian Guang suddenly flashed.
Nie Zizheng froze in place, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.
I saw a long sword that was as smooth as a mirror stuck in his chest.
Nie Zizheng suddenly showed an extremely resentful expression, gritted his teeth and said:
"You kill me? If I die, he will die too-the kind of soul flying away."
The child did not speak, with a sword in one hand and a move towards the void with the other.
boom--
The void cracked.
The endless golden waterfall completely wrapped Nie Zizheng.
I saw a phantom gradually emerging from his body--
It is the soul of Nie Zizheng.
"It's already extremely difficult for you to protect you all the way until you are controlled by the evil law. From now on, I will protect you." The child whispered.
A golden glow split behind him.
The soul looked at the golden light, and couldn't help but shocked, and said: "So you are the real innate—"
He didn't finish his words, a suction from the golden light directly sucked him in.
In a moment, all the visions disappeared completely.
The child said: "He has died safely, and he can be reborn later. Tell me now, what are you?"
Nie Zizheng stared at him and suddenly grinned and said, "You think I will use a sword to restrain me, so what will I say to you?"
"If you don't say it, you are dead." The boy said.
"Haha, I'm not afraid."
Nie Zizheng-or the existence in his body, raised his hands, unscrewed his head forcefully, and threw it under the child's feet.
he died.
The child was silent for a few breaths, picked up his head, laid the corpse flat on the ground, and set his head.
"Gu Ling!" The child yelled.
The body slowly opened its eyes.
The child said: "Hello, I met again—"
He raised the sword and pierced the opponent again.
The body glared at him.
"Sorry, I can hold you, let you keep occupying this body." The boy said.
"Gu Ling... how could you do this..." the corpse said in disbelief.
"Such a simple evil method, just read it again."
The child said blankly: "Now tell me, what are you?"
"If I still don't say it?" the body said.
"From now on, if you don't say anything, I will kill you until you say it."
The child held the short sword and said indifferently.