Lin Qingyang was stunned, and then realized that they had been unable to find the whereabouts of Xue Lanyuan in the past five years. The reason was that she had been controlled by the man in front of them. She was in the mine before, but she got rid of the control briefly.
Looking at the completely unconscious Xue Lanyuan, Lin Qingyang's hand holding Windflower Sword had veins popping up, and his eyes were fixed on Jiuchen in mid-air.
Jiuchen looked at the angry Lin Qingyang and chuckled, "Lin Qingyang, you seem to have this expression every time we meet."
Su Jingui, who was slumped on the ground, looked at the evil-looking Jiuchen in front of him. Especially when he saw the familiar black air, he hid behind Lin Qingyang nervously.
"Lin, Immortal Lord Lin... who is he?" Su Jingui said nervously.
Lin Qingyang stared at Jiuchen and gritted his teeth. "He is not a human, he is the same Soul Fiend Bi Yue!"
Su Jingui took a breath of cold air, remembering that he almost died in the hands of that monster in Hidden Market, his face turned pale and he said, "He... wasn't he already hacked to death by Heavenly Execution?"
Lin Qingyang said coldly, "Heavenly Execution can't kill him because he is not Bi Yue."
"Then who is he? Why can he pretend to be Jiuchen God?" Su Jingui almost collapsed.
Lin Qingyang stared at the familiar face in the air, took a deep breath and said slowly, "He is not pretending, his true identity is the Jiuchen from five hundred years ago!"
Su Jingui felt like he was struck by lightning. He was stunned for a long time and murmured, "Jiuchen... how could..."
He really couldn't connect that evil monster with the hero Human Clan had worshiped for five hundred years.
Even Cang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously not expecting that the person in front of him was the real Jiuchen.
Jiuchen was hanging in the air, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widening. The smile on his compassionate face revealed a chill that made people go numb, and there was a careless joking in his tone. "You haven't changed at all, you are so smart that it is annoying."
"What do you want to do with your pretense?" Lin Qingyang asked coldly.
"You will know soon." Jiuchen said softly. With a casual wave of Nine Heavens Sword in his hand, a golden sword energy tore through the wind and snow and rushed straight to the door facing the two of them.
Cang Mo slashed the sword horizontally, and the black sword light shattered the sword energy, causing a wave of air. He had just stabilized his body and was about to go up, when Xue Lanyuan beside him suddenly raised his hand, and several sharp ice picks silently pierced Cang Mo's back heart.
Cang Mo smashed the ice pick with his backhand, but the ice surface under his feet suddenly protruded, and large sharp ice spikes broke through the ice like thorns. Cang Mo could only duck and retreat, but Xue Lanyuan followed him like a shadow, connecting with his fingertips, and dense ice picks shot at him like raindrops.
Just when Cang Mo was entangled, golden light flashed in mid-air, and Jiuchen's sword shadow had already pressed against Cang Mo's head.
"A-Qi!"
Lin Qingyang's heart tightened, and his body turned into a gust of wind and swept forward. Windflower Sword rolled up the violent airflow and slammed into the golden sword shadow.
There was a crisp sound of "dang", and the sword shadow shattered. But Lin Qingyang's chest suddenly stagnated, and the sequelae of the previous forced explosion in the mine completely broke out. His throat felt sweet, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Cang Mo turned his head suddenly when he heard the noise. In this moment of distraction, an ice pick flew past the side of his neck, bringing out a string of blood beads.
Jiuchen looked at Lin Qingyang with a hint of interest in his eyes. Nine Heavens Sword turned strangely in mid-air, and the cold sword edge swept across.
Lin Qingyang could only raise his sword to block. The two swords intersected, and the brute force struck down the hilt of the sword. Lin Qingyang was shocked back and forth, and his back hit the stone pillar of the pavilion hard. Spiritual Power inside his body was completely in chaos, and his internal organs were in unbearable cramping.
Seeing Jiuchen stabbing him with another sword, Su Jingui, who was hiding behind the stone pillar, shouted and pushed forward with both hands. A thick golden protective shield blocked Lin Qingyang's body.
Jiuchen glanced at Su Jingui lightly, and Nine Heavens Sword waved again.
With a "click", the protective shield instantly shattered. Before Su Jingui had time to react, his fat body was knocked out and fell heavily on the ice. The cold air spread along his hands and feet, freezing him into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, with only his eyes still spinning in fear.
Jiuchen looked at Lin Qingyang again, raised his hand, and a sharp golden sword light struck down.
Lin Qingyang gritted his teeth and tried to mobilize Spiritual Power, but the bumping Spiritual Power suddenly seemed like a pool of stagnant water and had no reaction at all.
Just as the sword light was about to fall, a black shadow suddenly hit him.
Cang Mo stood firmly in front of Lin Qingyang, and Howling Moon Saber blocked Jiuchen's sword. But this desperate block completely exposed him to Xue Lanyuan's attack range.
There were several muffled sounds, and several thick ice picks pierced into Cang Mo's arms, thighs and abdomen.
"A-Qi!" Lin Qingyang grabbed him.
Cang Mo spit out a large mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground on one knee. A strange cold air spread rapidly where the ice pick was struck, freezing the wound and surrounding flesh to death.
Even so, Cang Mo's hand that was not holding the knife still tightly held Lin Qingyang's wrist, firmly protecting him behind her.
Xue Lanyuan in mid-air raised his hand again, and a sharper ice pick condensed in the palm of his hand, pointing directly at Cang Mo's heart.
Jiuchen gently raised his hand at this moment.
Xue Lanyuan made a movement, then lowered his arm, and the deadly ice pick turned into frost and snow and dispersed.
Jiuchen walked forward slowly, looking at Cang Mo who was kneeling on the ground, with disgust in his eyes. "It has been five years, and he still looks like this, but he is far worse than Cang Yu back then."
Cang Mo stared at him, with a fierce look in Amber's wolf eyes. He suddenly roared, and a terrifying black Demonic Power erupted from his body, shattering the ice pick stuck in his body. As blood and flesh flew everywhere, his whole body suddenly rose up, and he slashed at Jiuchen's neck with a knife.
Jiuchen didn't dodge or dodge, just raised his sword to block.
Demonic Qi collided with the sword energy, causing snow to fall all over the sky.
At the moment when the two were in a stalemate, several familiar dark red vines suddenly sprang out from behind Jiuchen. The vines twisted like living creatures and directly pierced Cang Mo's abdomen!
The dull sound of the sharp blade breaking through flesh and blood was particularly clear in the wind and snow.
Lin Qingyang took a breath, grabbed Windflower Sword and rushed forward to chop off the red vine.
Jiuchen just glanced at him indifferently and raised his hand. Lin Qingyang, who had lost Spiritual Power, could not bear the force at all. He was thrown away and fell heavily to the cold ground. Windflower Sword slipped away and slid far away.
Cang Mo was lifted up in the air by the vines, and blood dripped down the red vines. He turned his head and looked at Lin Qingyang who fell on the ground.
Lin Qingyang struggled to raise his head and met Cang Mo's gaze. This scene seemed like Ten Thousand Demons Forest five years ago. Lin Qingyang's heart clenched and he coughed out a mouthful of blood.
Cang Mo stared at him, a fierce light burst out from his eyes again. The black Demonic Qi's body made the red vines stuck in his abdomen wither quickly, and his hands turned into sharp claws and stabbed Jiuchen's chest fiercely.
The sharp claws pierced the chest, but there was no blood from the wound, instead a trace of black gas came out.
A crack finally appeared on Jiuchen's face, his eyes darkened, golden light erupted from his palm, and he slapped Cang Mo hard on the chest.
There was a dull sound of bone cracking, and Cang Mo flew backwards and crossed the edge of the cliff.
The moment he fell, the wind and snow filled his ears, and his pair of Amber wolf eyes stared at Lin Qingyang who was struggling to get up from the edge of the cliff. His eyes were full of unwillingness and worry, and he was finally swallowed up by the snow and wind on the cliff.