In a battle between experts, a small mistake would often seriously affect the outcome of the battle. The King of Hell had only been distracted for a moment when the three hall masters had already rushed forward. The Purple Lightning Sword, Clear Frost Sword, and Raging Fire Sword in their hands were all slashed at him! Knowing that the situation was dire, Slayer Yama hurriedly brandished his Dragon Spring Sword to block the attack. However, Situ Sheng, Han Feng, and Ji Yun's attacks had already succeeded. They surrounded the demon in the middle and the three of them quickly moved around him. They circled around him like horses and lanterns as they fought. The fight only left him dazzled and the ghosts wailed! The elders and elite disciples on the periphery saw blue light, red light, purple light, and white light rising in all directions. The colorful lights were complicated, and the sword sounds were chaotic. For a moment, they did not dare to interfere. The demon who was surrounded and beaten was tired of dealing with the sword lights and sword shadows from all directions. He actually felt a little bitter in his heart. After all, the three hall masters of the Howling Sword Hall had been through thick and thin for so long. What kind of grand scene had they not seen? What kind of war had they not fought? With their years of tacit understanding and solid foundation, the three brothers were confident that they could make the real King of Hell lose a layer of skin, let alone the fake King of Hell in front of them!
An hour passed. Despite the fact that Reaper Yama's swordsmanship was extremely superb, he was forced to fight in a narrow space. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fully utilize his movement techniques. In the end, he was still outnumbered by six opponents. After about thirty to forty rounds, more than half of his right sleeve had been burnt by Ji Yun's Raging Flame Sword. His right shoulder was also severely frostbitten by Han Feng's Clear Frost Sword. Situ Sheng's Purple Lightning Sword had also left a long gash on his back. As for the small wounds, there was no need to mention them. As the number of wounds increased, dark red blood gradually gushed out from the dark-faced man's arms and back, dyeing his body red and the ground under his feet red! However, what was admirable was that the King of Hell did not seem to know what pain was. When he was injured by the sword, he did not even grunt. His blood flowed, and the fierce light in his eyes never faded. As they fought, the three hall masters actually somewhat respected this demon!
However, although they were in awe, they still had to fight. The three brothers saw that the demon's movements had slowed down a lot, and they estimated that he would not be able to last for a few rounds. Therefore, the three of them held their swords at the same time and stabbed at the demon's throat, heart, and abdomen. As long as one of the three swords hit, the demon would die without a doubt! Just as the three brothers thought that the battle was about to end, the demon roared angrily. His entire body suddenly emitted a faint green true qi. The true qi surrounded his body as if he was riding on clouds. The various wounds on his body gradually healed! The three hall masters were shocked by this sudden change and involuntarily slowed down their deadly sword attacks. However, the demon seemed to have recovered some of his spirit. He suddenly used the Dragon Spring Sword to sweep away the three swords that were only a few feet away from his body!
The three hall masters looked at Slayer Yama in shock, but their bodies were forced back by the sudden burst of true energy. Seeing that the three of them had been forced to retreat, the King of Hell hurriedly used his right hand to hold the sword and his left hand to take out the wine bag from his waist. The dragon embroidered on the wine bag looked so mighty in the summer. However, the demon bit off the cork of the wine bag with his mouth and then poured the wine into his mouth. The Adam's apple on his neck rose and fell as the wine entered his mouth. When he drank until his face was dark and slightly red, he wiped his mouth with his iron arm and threw his head, roaring,"Awesome!" After he finished shouting, he put the stopper that was hanging beside the wine bag back into the opening and fastened the wine bag to his waist. Then, he looked at the disciples of the Howling Sword Hall around him with a cold gaze that was as cold as lightning. He pointed at them with the Dragon Spring Sword in his right hand and said loudly and crazily,"You filthy people used despicable methods to trick me into coming here and even bullied me with numbers. Today, I'm going to die! I'll also splash blood all over you! Hahahaha!" Under the summer sun, a black-faced man laughed wildly and wantonly in the crowd of the Howling Sword Hall. It was as if he was mocking the injustice of the world, but also as if he was mocking his own stupidity.
Han Feng was quite puzzled by the genuine Qi released by the demon. After thinking for a long time, he finally asked,"Demon, is the true qi in your body the Xuan Yuan True Qi of the Shu Mountain Faction?”
The Shushan Sect, Qiong Hua Sect, Xuan Pu Sect, Heaven's Wall Sect, Lang Feng Sect, and other sects were all sects of immortal cultivation. These sects of immortal cultivation had always been isolated from the world. Except for some immortal cultivators who went down the mountain to pacify the demons, they had little contact with the martial arts world. When talking about the Shushan Sect, one had to mention the true qi cultivated in the sect. The Shushan Sect worshiped the Taishang Laojun as a god, so they took the word "Xuanyuan" from the "Taishang Xuanyuan Emperor" and called it "Xuanyuan True Qi". Legend had it that this kind of zhenqi could prolong one's life and heal one's body when cultivated to the upper level. However, since it was a secret cultivation in the sect, it was naturally not taught to outsiders. It was unknown how this demon had secretly learned it.
"So what if I am?" The demon said to Han Feng disdainfully. So what?"
The three hall masters had some contact with the Shu Mountain Faction and had a deep impression of them. Even if the King of Hell didn't say anything, the three hall masters were sure that it was the Xuan Yuan True Qi. Han Feng thought with a worried expression," Mystic Essence True Qi can heal the body with qi. If this demon really cultivates it, it will be beneficial to him if it is maintained for a long time."”Han Feng was silent for a while. He looked at his three brothers, who nodded at him as if they had thought of the same thing. Therefore, the three of them raised their swords and surrounded Reaper Yama. At the same time, the disciples of the Howling Sword Hall on the periphery also moved. They looked like they wanted to destroy Reaper Yama in one fell swoop!
Everyone surrounded him aggressively, but the King of Hell was not afraid. He laughed wildly, and his dark face was full of sadness and disdain. Although the wounds were healed by the Xuan Yuan Genuine Qi and the blood was gradually flowing less, the exhaustion of his real body's energy was also giving him a headache. Under the scorching sun, Slayer Yama's body was soaked in sweat and blood. He was panting heavily, but he had already gripped his sword tightly. His face was as cold as ice. It was obvious that he was going to fight to the death!
The encirclement was gradually shrinking, but the sounds of swords clashing and shouting were getting louder and louder. The battle was getting more and more intense. The wounds on the body of the Reaper Yama were countless, and more than a dozen disciples of the Howling Sword Hall had died. Both sides were not on good terms. Just as the dozens of figures were fighting back and forth in the open space, a child in blue clothes was quietly standing not far away. That person was Vice Hall Master Han's son, Han Ye.
It turned out that after Little Han Ye left the empty space, he first informed his father on the way before he went to the pharmacy to get cough medicine for his mother. After that, his mother went to bed and his sister was still asleep, so he had no choice but to wander around the empty space to watch the show. The little boy stared blankly at the adults 'fight. He was both afraid and curious. Although he had seen the martial arts competition of the disciples in the martial arts hall before, it was just an ordinary spar. How could it be compared to the life and death battle in front of him? The little boy looked at the blood on the ground, the adults lying in the pool of blood, and the broken limbs. His body felt more and more uncomfortable. The summer wind and the smell of blood rushed into the boy's nose, making him want to vomit. At this moment, the little boy began to regret coming here. He turned around and wanted to return home, but he did not notice that the battle had unknowingly moved toward him. The crowd was only three to four feet away from him. Suddenly, an angry shout rang out. A person covered in blood holding a sword that was also stained with blood rushed out of the crowd and fled.
"Don't let him escape!" Someone shouted behind the "bloody man". Dozens of figures in the crowd dispersed and flew after the "bloody man".
The "bloody man" was naturally the King of Hell. At this moment, his face was covered in blood, and his body was bright red. In order to break out of the encirclement, he had used up all his strength. Now, he was panting and exhausted. Even his movement technique was greatly reduced. He estimated that he would be caught up by the people behind him after running a few steps.
It was unknown if it was because Reaper Yama's luck was too good or Han Ye's luck was too bad, but when Reaper Yama rushed out, he saw the little boy who was about to return home. He vaguely remembered that the child was Vice Hall Master Han's son. At this moment, the disciples of the Howling Sword Hall were about to catch up. Under such circumstances, the demon did not think much and directly rushed towards Han Ye.
Han Ye was still walking with his back to the crowd. He did not want to see the bloody scene behind him. Suddenly, he felt a gust of wind behind him. A big hand covered in blood grabbed his shirt from behind and pulled him over. Then, the little boy felt a cold object on his neck. He looked carefully and saw that it was a three-foot sword covered in blood!
"All of you, retreat!" The King of Hell grabbed the little boy's clothes with his left hand and held the Dragon Spring Sword against his neck with his right hand. He said fiercely,""Whoever dares to take a step forward, I'll kill this brat!”
The demon's actions caused everyone to panic. Among them, Han Feng's performance was the most intense. This usually calm tall and thin man was actually a little anxious. He pointed at the demon and cursed,"Shameless bastard! Let him go! What kind of man is he to take a child as a hostage!”Hearing the voice, everyone looked at Han Feng, but they were not surprised by his abnormal behavior at all because the child who was being held hostage was his son!
Seeing Han Feng's anxious look, the King of Hell knew that the person in his hand was indeed his son. He could not help but feel glad that he had grabbed a life-saving straw. He smiled coldly and said to Han Feng,"Why should I let him go? You guys are allowed to scheme, but I'm not allowed to kidnap a child?”
Han Ye was completely controlled by the Reaper King of Hell. He could only turn his head to look at this terrifying man with a black face and blood. He smelled the thick smell of blood coming from his body and felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. His body could not help but tremble.
Han Feng saw his child trembling, and it was impossible to say that he was not anxious. However, just as he was about to rush over, his elder brother Situ Sheng stopped him with one hand and shook his head at him, indicating that he should not be impulsive. Then, he said to the King of Hell,"Demon, the Howling Sword Hall has already set up an inescapable net. With your injuries, it's impossible for you to escape. If you release the child in your hands first, perhaps we can consider leaving you a way out.”
"Stop it!" The demon's left hand was still grabbing the boy's clothes, and the sword in his right hand was raised. He said angrily,""Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? If I let this brat go, I won't be able to survive! I've already fallen for your trap once. Don't expect me to fall for it a second time!”After the demon finished speaking, he continued to hold Han Ye hostage. As he retreated, he said to the people who followed him,"You'd better not act rashly. My Dragon Spring Sword can easily break a hair. If you make me too nervous and my hand shakes, this little brat's head will move!”
Situ Sheng knew that Reaper Yama was ruthless and knew that he could not joke around with his nephew's life, so he whispered to the people around him,"Don't follow too closely."
Therefore, everyone kept a distance of two to three feet from Slayer Yama. At the same time, they were prepared to take back Han Ye when he relaxed. However, in order to escape, Slayer Yama was extremely vigilant. As he observed the situation in the four directions, he retreated all the way to the entrance of the Howling Sword Hall.
At this point, Slayer Yama wanted to push the boy in his hand in front of everyone and take the opportunity to escape, but he thought about it and said,"Situ Sheng, Han Feng, these bastards have harmed me to this extent. I can't let them off easily. Seeing how anxious Han Feng is, I might as well abduct this brat to vent the hatred in my heart!”At the thought of this, Slayer Yama loosened his grip on Han Ye's clothes and coiled his arms around Han Ye's waist. Then, he turned around, kicked his feet, and brought Han Ye out of the forest outside the Howling Sword Hall.
Everyone thought that after this demon used the hostage, he would push the hostage over to escape. It would not be fast to run with the hostage. Who knew that this demon would run away with the child. Everyone was stunned and could not help but be shocked.
At this moment, Han Feng's fair face was filled with anxiety. He clenched his fist and pointed at the door."Hurry up and chase!"
Hearing this, everyone chased after him from the door. However, Reaper Yama had used all his strength to escape this time. Even though he had a child with him, he ran very nimbly. He wandered around the forest outside the door and quickly left everyone's sight.
Meanwhile, the King of Hell took Han Ye to the west and ran for more than ten miles in one breath. The twelve-year-old boy in his arms was very afraid at first, but gradually became angry. That's right, this detestable dark-faced man had taken him away from the Howling Sword Hall. How could he not be furious when he thought about not being able to see his parents, sister, and Yun Meng in the future?
The more the little boy thought about it, the angrier he became. His anger overshadowed his fear and he shouted,"Scoundrel! Let me go!" After saying that, he used his hand to pry open the big hand covered in blood that was wrapped around his waist. However, he was just a child who knew a little bit of martial arts. Could he break the iron arm of the demon? The little boy tried many times. In the end, he even used his small hand to hit the dark-skinned man's arm. However, other than the pain in his hand, the other party did not seem to have any reaction. Finally, the little boy was a little depressed. Tears fell from his beautiful eyes as he cried,"Sob, sob, sob, I, I want to go home!”
In fact, the King of Hell was not inhumane. He rarely killed the old, the weak, women, and children. Even if there was a reason for this, he did not have any intention of killing Han Ye. However, when he saw the child crying and throwing a tantrum, the King of Hell became impatient and shouted at him,"What are you arguing about? If you keep making noise, I'll break your neck!"
This move seemed to be very effective on young boys. As soon as the demon finished shouting, Han Ye was frightened and did not dare to breathe loudly. He only lowered his head and sobbed.
Seeing how sad the boy in his arms was, Slayer Yama could not help but frown again. He sighed quietly in his heart."Brat, don't blame me for being ruthless. If you want to blame someone, blame your father for bullying you too much.”
The demon carried the little boy and quietly rushed for a few miles. In the end, he was exhausted and slowed down his pace. He looked at the forest behind him. There was not even a trace of wind, only the chirping of cicadas and a few birds. Clearly, the people of the Mourning Sword Hall could not catch up for the time being. The demon breathed a sigh of relief. He could barely stand now, so he had to tap the boy's chest twice to seal his acupoints. Then, he moved the boy to the tree and sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes and began to practice. Although the minor injuries on his body had basically healed and the major injuries had stopped bleeding, after the bloody battle and the long run, he no longer had much strength. The Xuan Yuan True Qi in his body had also been consumed by a lot. If he did not circulate his cultivation, it would be dangerous.
The little boy leaned against the tree. He couldn't move his body, nor could he speak. He was very helpless and frustrated. He cursed this demon countless times in his heart, but other than some mental comfort, he could only stare at him.
Seconds and minutes passed. By the time Slayer Yama had finished regulating his breathing, the sky had gradually darkened. There was a faint fire coming from the forest in the distance. Slayer Yama knew that the people of the Howling Sword Hall had already searched this place, so he carried the little boy by the tree on his shoulder and continued on his way.
After about two hours, Slayer Yama finally ran out of the forest and fled to a small mountain. He found a cave on the mountain. The King of Hell realized that the entrance of the cave was only as tall as one person and as wide as two people. It was covered with ivy, and the cave could still accommodate six or seven people at the same time. Overall, it could still be used for one night. Therefore, the dark-faced man carried the child on his shoulder and put him down. He unlocked his mute acupoint, but he still could not move.
"Big bad guy! You will die a horrible death!" Han Ye had been stifled for a long time. Now that he could speak, how could he not curse the demon? However, just as he cursed a few times, his stomach suddenly growled. Since morning, this spoiled little boy had not eaten. He frowned and did not want to talk.
The black-faced man did not even look at Han Ye. He just stood at the entrance of the cave with his back facing him. The moonlight shone in from outside the cave, and the black-faced man's tall and straight back seemed even darker under the moonlight." Little brat, I'm going to get firewood and food now. You stay here. If there's anything..." The demon wanted to say," Call me if there's anything," but he felt that it was too concerned. So, he didn't continue. In a flash, he had already disappeared from the cave entrance...
At the same time, in the meeting hall of the Soaring Sword Hall, the three hall masters, the elders of the sect, and a portion of the elite disciples were arranging for a search. Daoist Priest Yu Quan, who had discussed the matter with them last time, was also among them.
After Situ Sheng heard the search results, his expression was very solemn. He glanced at the disciples in front of the hall and then comforted Han Feng, who was sitting on the right seat with a frown,"Second brother, don't be impatient. That devil is seriously injured and can't go far with my nephew. We just need to expand the search area and patiently search for a few days.”
Ever since his son was taken away in the morning, Han Feng had been leading people to search for traces of the demon. After a day of intense fighting and hard work, this middle-aged man had a lot of white hair. As the eldest brother, Situ Sheng saw this and was anxious in his heart. He did not forget to comfort his second brother, but his second brother said dejectedly," The devil is cruel and merciless. I'm afraid Ye 'er has already fallen into his hands. Even if he doesn't kill Ye' er, Ye 'er is still in his hands. Even if he finds Ye' er, he can only watch him escape again…"
"Second brother!" Ji Yun, who had the most straightforward personality, saw Han Ye's despair and anxiously said,""Even if the chances are slim, we definitely can't give up! Maybe the demon really didn't kill him. As long as we find him and take his nephew back when he's unprepared, wouldn't that be…?”
Before Ji Yun could finish speaking, Han Feng shook his head and waved his right hand at him. He clenched his left fist and said,""It's all my fault that things have turned out this way…If I could control Ye 'er and not let him join in the fun in the open space, the King of Hell wouldn't be able to kidnap him!”As he spoke, Han Feng, this seven-foot-tall man, actually had tears streaming down his face. He wiped the tears on his face with his right hand and sighed in shame,"I've let down the ancestors of the Han Clan, and I've let down the brothers of the Howling Sword Hall who died in vain!”
Situ Sheng saw that his second brother was so agitated. He quickly got up from the rosewood chair and walked over to pat his second brother's back."Second brother, don't blame yourself too much. No one could have predicted such a thing. Speaking of mistakes, big brother was also at fault. Don't take all the responsibility on yourself.”
"Yes, I am!" Ji Yun stood up from his redwood chair and said to his eldest brother,""Second brother, big brother is right. The fault is not yours, it's mine!”As Ji Yun spoke, he pointed at himself with his right thumb and said,""If I had told my nephew to stay at home, the situation might not have been so bad. I should be the one taking full responsibility!”
Just as the three brothers were trying to take responsibility, they heard a shout,"Stop arguing!" The three of them looked and saw that it was the goateed old Taoist priest beside the red sandalwood. He stroked his beard and said,"I thought martial artists like you were very ambitious. You're always complaining about small things! Now that the demon has escaped from your sect's inescapable net, your sect's reputation will be greatly reduced if this matter spreads. Your fellow martial artists will also take the opportunity to blame you. Why not make up for it?”
Situ Sheng sighed deeply and said respectfully to the Taoist priest,""Daoist Priest, you're right. I was muddleheaded.”After saying that, he turned to Han Feng." Second Brother, don't be too discouraged. I'll send more people to the nearby towns to inquire about the situation these few days. Once there's news of the demon, I'll immediately inform you. It's useless for you to blame yourself now, right?”
Han Feng gently closed his eyes and nodded slightly." I understand. There are still many things waiting for me in the Howling Sword Hall. I'll wait for the news. As for my wife and daughter…"
"I have already sent someone to inform my sister-in-law and niece. They said that you took your son on a long journey and won't be able to return home for a day or two.”As Situ Sheng spoke, he placed his hand on his second brother's shoulder and sighed."Sister-in-law is still seriously ill and can't take any stimulation. I will send someone to take care of her. In order to not let her suspect anything, you can stay in the martial arts hall for the next few days.”
Han Feng did not have any objections to his brother's arrangement. He only said sadly,"Big brother is so thoughtful."
Thus, the higher-ups of the Soaring Sword Hall arranged the matters in detail. After they were done, everyone left the meeting hall. Han Feng was the last to leave. He walked on the stone steps in front of the hall, his head lowered as he thought about something. Suddenly, he stopped and raised his head, looking at the distant night sky thoughtfully. Tonight's night sky was a little quiet. The moon hung in the sky, but many of the surrounding stars were covered by the night clouds. The moon accompanied the surrounding stars, giving off a hint of desolation.
"Immortals in the sky, if you have spirits, please protect my son!”Under the moonlight, the blue-robed man's pale face looked even more haggard. He carried endless worry and sorrow as he slowly disappeared into the darkness…
Note:
?" Qionghua, Xuanpu, Tianyong, Langfeng and other sects "--Kunlun Eight Sects, namely Kunlun, Qionghua, Xuanpu, Langfeng, Tianyong, Zicui, Yuying and Biyu Hall, which corresponded to the eight divine buildings of Chitian.
2."Emperor Xuanyuan of the Supreme Emperor"-Li Zhi, Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty, posthumously conferred the title of Supreme Laojun. In the Book of the Old Tang Dynasty, there is a saying: "At the end of the second month of the first year of Qianfeng, we arrived at Bozhou. He went to Laojun Temple and was named Emperor Xuanyuan.”
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