Chapter 421: Dong Buhan kills everyone he meets

Dong Buhan, who was outside the formation, tried to break it while saying, "Old man, if you kneel down and apologize to me for what happened before, maybe I will spare your lives."

"Otherwise, I will kill you."

"So what if you are immortal? In front of my sword, you are nothing."

The Soul-Destroying Sword in Dong Buhan's hand was also forged by the Xuanmen Patriarch. However, this sword was the first sword forged by the Xuanmen Patriarch. When forging it, he lacked experience and did not control the temperature well, so the evil spirit from the outside world took the opportunity to enter, and it became an evil sword.

It is not as good as the Longyuan Sword, which contains the power of all the world's kindness.

But it is also very powerful. It is the second sharpest blade in the world after the Longyuan Sword. It is so powerful that it can be compared with the Sword of God.

It is even easier to kill an immortal being cultivated through Gu.

"You, how do you know that we are immortal?" asked the second brother among the four monks, covering his chest with a serious wound.

"You forgot that I am also immortal." Dong Buhan said, "The immortal body cultivated by Gu has different meridians from ordinary people, so it is natural that I can detect other people with immortal bodies."

"That's true. I asked too much." The second brother shook his head in self-mockery and said with emotion: "I thought that after cultivating an immortal body, I could always guard this sword and wait for the destined person to come, but now..."

In this world, the Longyuan Sword and the Soul-Destroying Sword are the nemesis of their immortal bodies.

They...are doomed to die.

Just as the second senior brother thought of this, suddenly, there was a loud "bang", Dong Buhan broke the formation and came in front of him with a sword.

The sword with a red glow was pressed against the second senior brother's neck, and Dong Buhan exuded murderous aura.

"Tell me, do you want to kneel down and apologize?" Dong Buhan asked with red eyes.

At this moment, Dong Bu Han looked very scary, with a demonic and evil aura all over his body, and it seemed that nothing in the world could do anything to him.

But even so, the remaining three monks were unwilling to kneel down and apologize.

They have lived with their heads held high for hundreds of years and have been proud all their lives. Naturally, they are unwilling to bow their heads and kneel down to a young boy and end up with a disgraced old age.

They would rather die than surrender.

Seeing this, Dong Buhan killed his second senior brother in protest.

He did not kill the two remaining monks, but said condescendingly: "I will give you one day to think about it. If you have not kneeled down to admit your mistakes by this time tomorrow, you will die."

After saying this, Dong Buhan went down the mountain.

The remaining two old monks hurried to the two dead brothers, hugged their still warm bodies, and cried bitterly.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

"Is God going to kill us?"

"Can we really not protect this Longyuan Sword? Can we really not wait for the destined person to come and pull it out?"

"Can we really just let it disappear from the world?"

The two old monks' faces were filled with despair and reluctance, but this reluctance was not because of the threat from Dong Bulhan, but because the mission they were sticking to was not completed, and they had failed their master's trust.

"Third Brother, how about we try to draw the sword? What if we can pull it out?" Fourth Brother suddenly said.

The third brother shook his head, "Brother, how is it possible? This sword can only be pulled out by the right person. We can't pull it out."

Fourth Junior Brother was very unhappy when he heard this. He complained angrily, "It's already this late, and you're still waiting. What's the point of waiting? Can't you just give it a try? What if it works?"

The third senior brother still felt that it was not possible, but he did not offend the fourth senior brother. He said weakly: "...Okay, let's give it a try. Let all the disciples at the foot of the mountain send signals up. If we want to try, let everyone try it." He was willing to give it a try.

"Okay, call them all over and let them try. The more people try, the more possibilities there are."

"The Dragon Abyss Sword cannot disappear from this world."

The fourth junior brother was unwilling to give up even the slightest chance and seemed full of hope.

But in fact, he was desperately looking for a life-saving straw.

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After a few days of rest, the abrasions on Jiujiu's face have almost healed. Once the scabs on the wounds fall off, they will be completely healed.

Dijiang was already thinking about going up Mount Buzhou again to draw his sword.

It depends on when Jiujiu can help Huaer cure her eyes.

In recent days, Jiujiu has been giving acupuncture and applying medicine to Huaer's eyes every day...and there has been some effect.

Jiujiu felt that it would be soon, and Lady Huaer would see it soon.

Jiujiu is looking forward to that day.

So does Lady Huaer.

only--

At this moment, Jiujiu had just helped Lady Hua to change the medicine on her eyes when she saw that the top of Buzhou Mountain seemed to be very unstable, with red light flashing continuously. She didn't know why.

When the winter was no longer cold and people went down the mountain, they started killing again.

He killed whomever he met and let his sword drink blood.

After coming down the mountain, he even killed several villagers who were hunting.

He was so bloodthirsty that he couldn't tell good from bad. He killed anyone he saw.

Di Jiang also saw it, and he murmured, "I wonder what happened on the top of Mount Buzhou."

Jiujiu said, "Why don't we go up and take a look later? And try to draw the sword again?"

"good."

"Then I will tell Brother Zhang how to change the medicine for Madam Hua'er's eyes." Jiujiu said, "Madam Hua'er's eyes will be able to see after three more changes of medicine at most."

Lady Hua was very excited, "Really?"

The two children of Huaer Lady were also very excited. They held Jiujiu's hand and said innocently and cutely, "Beautiful sister, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"A liar is a puppy."

"I swear, I'm not lying." Jiujiu smiled, "Otherwise, I'm a puppy."

"That's great, that's great, Mom's eyes will get better."

The two children happily went to find their father to share the good news with him.

Jiujiu taught Brother Zhang how to help Lady Huaer boil the medicine and apply the medicine, and then she and Dijiang went up Mount Buzhou again.

When they climbed Mount Buzhou this time, they clearly noticed many things were wrong, especially the blood and dead bodies they saw on the way up the mountain.

Among the dead were nearby villagers who went up the mountain to hunt, and some monks, all wearing monk robes and looking like disciples of the four monks.

Jiujiu muttered, "Those four people are not ordinary people. No one can be their opponent. No one should be able to slaughter their disciples in their territory."

"What on earth is going on?"

Di Jiang was also confused by this, but he didn't know the reason. He shook his head and after a while, he exclaimed, "Not only that, those four people are immortal. Who dares to mess with them? Aren't they afraid of being hunted down? After all, ordinary people can't survive them."

"They also have plenty of time and opportunity to seek revenge."

"Brother Dijiang, let's stop guessing and thinking. Let's go up the mountain quickly! Once we get to the mountain, everything will be clear." Jiujiu said.