Outside of Time

What is the sword bearer?

Xu Qing murmured in his heart.

In the past, he didn't actually understand this. He didn't know what a sword bearer was. Even his original intention of becoming a sword bearer was not as great as protecting the human race.

After all, he had experienced the misery of the human world since he was a child, and it was impossible for him to have much feelings for the family and country of the human race.

His truest thought is that he hopes that he can live and live a better life until he can kill the crow or the eagle.

As for why he became a sword bearer, firstly, the captain wanted to become a sword bearer, secondly, after becoming a sword bearer, he could have an extra layer of protection, and thirdly, he planned to use the rights of a sword bearer to find traces of the crow.

Even at the critical moment, the identity of the sword holder will become the weapon he uses to kill the crow.

These thoughts are actually selfish, but Xu Qing is not alone in this. Every new sword holder in each state actually has similar thoughts.

Except for those who have lived in the Sword-holding Palace since childhood, monks from outside the state are unlikely to have much feelings for protecting the human race.

But these things changed a little with the ceremony of welcoming the emperor's sword holder and the emperor's inquiry.

But it was just a little bit, not much changed. It just allowed Xu Qing to understand the concept of a sword holder.

Until he came to the county capital, he saw Kong Xianglong who was different from others, saw several geniuses who were hostile to him but not malicious, and saw the palace master who was strict but clearly protected the sword holder.

I also experienced the oath of the sword holder and heard the history of the human race.

It is impossible for all of this to leave no trace on him like the wind blowing.

In the end, some remained and settled in my heart.

At this moment, he saw another scene that made him feel uneasy.

That near-human boy with these one hundred and twenty magic apertures, that boy who aspired to become a sword bearer, that boy who was so cruel to the Shenglan clan and still didn't reveal the information.

The other party recited the sword holder's oath together, smiled, closed his eyes, and disappeared in the collapse of the formation.

Xu Qing didn't know this person, and it was the first time he saw him. Xu Qing had seen too many deaths, so it wasn't the death of the young man that made waves in his heart.

It’s the other person’s dreams and choices.

This person clearly could have a better future, but he chose this path of no return.

Xu Qing was a little confused, but he knew that he actually understood.

It's just Fengchen's heart that makes him not easily accept any outsiders and forces, let alone identify them and keep them deep in his heart.

Even now, it's still like this.

But he himself knew that in his eyes, the sword holder was unconsciously different.

More respect.

He may not belong, but he respects Kong Xianglong's sincerity, respects the palace master's severity, respects the oath of the sword holder, and respects the young man who went to die.

So Xu Qing clasped his fists and bowed deeply towards the place where the young man disappeared.

At this moment, the wind blew, picking up the dust caused by the collapse of the formation on the ground, dispersing the fly ash that the young man had turned into, and blowing the aura contained in the open wish box on the ground in front of everyone.

This smell is a bit special, with a scent of osmanthus.

With grief and anger in his eyes, Kong Xiang walked forward step by step and came to the place where the young man's body was scattered. He squatted down and grabbed a handful of soil from the ground. He carefully put it into a bottle and put it away before opening it. Picked up the wish box. …

"Our mission is completed." Kong Xianglong held the wish box and spoke softly with his back to everyone.

Xu Qing was silent, and no one else spoke.

The assigned mission failed, but the information was obtained, whether it was successful or not, it was completed.

"Child, please go back to the county capital and help me deliver this item to the field office." Kong Xianglong spoke in a low voice, raised his right hand and waved, the wish box went straight to Xu Qing, and Xu Qing caught it.

Holding it in hand, the scent of osmanthus inside becomes stronger.

"You and your children should go back. I'm in a bad mood and I'm going to find a place to wander around and relax alone."

Kong Xianglong did not turn around and spoke calmly.

"Okay, Brother Long, you can relax alone. Children, you can go back. I have some personal matters to deal with, so I won't be with you." Shanhezi clenched his fists, with veins bulging on them, and suddenly spoke.

"What a coincidence, so am I. I want to go back to my hometown, and I won't be going back for the time being." Wang Chen said with a gloomy face, and then looked at the horizon in the distance.

"I'll accompany Brother Long." Ye Ling looked at Kong Xianglong with a firm gaze.

Xu Qing looked at them, and after a few breaths of silence, he threw the wish box in his hand to a sword holder from the field office behind him. The other person raised his hand to catch it but hesitated to speak.

"I have personal matters to deal with. You guys should go back." Xu Qing said slowly with an expressionless face.

As soon as he spoke, Shanhezi, Wang Chen, and Ye Ling all looked over, looking a little surprised.

Kong Xianglong turned around and looked at Xu Qing as well.

"Kid, you don't have to do this."

"I'll return the gift." Xu Qing looked at Kong Xianglong and spoke seriously.

Kong Xianglong was silent, nodded after a while, turned around and ran straight into the distance.

Shanhezi and the three others followed quickly. The direction they were going was right at the border of Fenghai County.

That is also the boundary of the Shenglan tribe.

Xu Qing stepped forward like an arrow from a string, heading straight towards the four of them.

Of course he knew what they were going to do.

It is not unusual for Kong Xianglong to disobey the rules when he is out on a mission, let alone witnessing the young man being tortured and miserable by the black-clad guards. This matter was something Kong Xianglong could not tolerate given his character.

In addition, the indifferent voice left in the black guard's jade slip is still echoing in Xu Qing's memory.

Xu Qing felt that since the other party had given the sword holder a gift, it was only polite that they should return the gift.

As the figures of the five people quickly moved away, the sword-holders in the field office here all stared in silence.

There was envy and emotion in their eyes, but in the end they bowed to Xu Qing and others with their swords in hand, and chose to return.

Not all sword holders do not follow the rules.

They can't go because they have more important missions at the moment.

Send the intelligence items safely back to the county capital.

This is their core mission.

So after the sword-holding ceremony, the sword-bearer from the field office left in the night.

At this moment, the biting wind contains the coldness of the night, like the messenger of death carrying the sickle that harvests life, accompanying the five Xu Qings who are moving forward.

Howling in front of them, it carried the sound of hunting on their clothes and lifted up strands of hair. …

But after it fell on their faces and penetrated into their hearts, it was not as cold as the chill in their hearts.

Murderous intent is rising in each of them.

As the speed increases, it becomes more and more intense.

There is no moon this night, but the wind is high. It is still a murderous night.

Their speeds have reached the extreme, and they no longer hold back each other. From the moment Xu Qing chose to return the gift, Shanhezi, Wang Chen, and Ye Ling looked at him in a completely different way.

Acknowledge, more.

Shanhezi was covered in blood mist, and his whole body was in the mist, like a blood shadow from the underworld.

Eidolon has transformed into a demon again. This time it is not a green-faced ghost, but a red-bone firebird carrying death.

Wang Chen's misty body was put away, the coffin was opened for the first time, and a dwarf in luxurious clothes walked out of it.

Kong Xianglong was surrounded by dragons, and his whole body emitted terrifying waves. He could reach hundreds of feet with one step, showing his extraordinary power.

And Xu Qing is no less generous than them.

Shadows cover the whole body, and the physical power of the Seventh Palace is violent, as fast as thunder, like a spirit in the dark night, thrilling.

They were galloping in the dark night, like five Yin Luo seeking their lives, approaching the black-clothed guards of the Shenglan tribe who were returning to Linlan Prefecture but had not yet left.

During this period, they also communicated and clarified the combat plan. Although they did not know the specific number of enemies, they could simply assign targets based on their experience and understanding.

Finally, before dawn broke, in the darkest moment of the night, in an area less than a stick of incense away from the border, they saw dozens of figures speeding ahead.

Each one was wearing a black robe, more than sixty of them in total!

Their speed was not fast, but they were obviously in a happy mood after completing the task. They were galloping at this moment, and sometimes they were laughing.

But there was still a lot of vigilance. Almost at the moment Xu Qing and the other five rushed towards them, these black-clothed guards of the Shenglan tribe immediately noticed it. Many of them turned around suddenly and their expressions changed.

But it was found to be useless.

Kong Xianglong was the first to rush forward, roaring and charging straight in.

Xu Qing was the second one. Like a black lightning, he directly hit the body of a black-clothed guard of the Fifth Palace. The roar was bloody and bloody, and the black-clothed guard's shrill screams stopped abruptly.

Amidst the eruption of blood, Shanhezi and the other three also rushed towards him.

The fighting suddenly broke out at this moment.

There was an angry roar among the black-clothed guards, and they all resisted instantly.

As a team that has gone deep into the human race's Fenghai County, they naturally have rich combat power and experience.

There are more than forty combatants in the fifth and sixth palaces, and there are also twelve in the seventh palace.

Most of these Seven Palaces possess the unique imperial-level skills of the black-clothed guards.

The Eighth Palace has two combat powers.

These two are not five fires that open the heavenly palace, but they have reached the limit of four fires and seven palaces, and combined with the emperor-level skills to form eight palaces, which is very impressive.

In addition, there are three leaders.

It was a half-step Nascent Soul.

With such strength, it would be the backbone of any sect, but for the Shenglan tribe that occupies the Shenglan territory, this is just a small team.

And if you add those who ambush Xu Qing and the others before, it can be seen that the Shenglan clan's team is not only more numerous than the strong ones, but also stronger in cultivation. …

After all...their Shenglan clan is the master of the Shenglan domain, and the heritage formed by the people of this domain makes them more powerful.

In comparison, the land of a county is naturally inferior.

But this time the sword-wielding team was different from what they had encountered before!

At this moment, as the two sides came into contact, a battle suddenly broke out. The three half-step Nascent Souls went straight towards Kong Xianglong. The two Eighth Palace guards in black were about to follow, but a coffin fell directly and blocked them in front of them. The dwarf Wang Chen revealed his evil smile, The clones of the Yanmiao tribe around me

Appear.

At the same time, Ye Ling also appeared nearby, and Shanhezi arrived as well. The three of them practiced fighting with these two, delaying time, waiting for Kong Xianglong and Xu Qing.

The former is fighting the three strongest half-step Nascent Souls here.

The latter is fighting everyone but these.

This is the distribution they made on their way here.

At that time, Xu Qing said something.

"I'm good at group fighting."

At this moment, Xu Qing took a deep breath and took out the dagger.

The Poison Forbidden Pill in the Third Heavenly Palace in the body was in full operation at this moment, bursting out from the inside of the body.

Countless small black insects spread from Xu Qing's body, forming an astonishing black mist, carrying a terrifying aura and deadly poison, shrouding it in all directions.

This poison spreads quickly.

As shrill screams came from the black-clad guards, Xu Qing looked calm, lowered his head slightly, and rushed toward the crowd.

What's more, the black iron sign where the ancestor of the Vajra Sect was located turned into red lightning at this moment and wandered wildly.

The eyes of the shadow on Xu Qing's eyebrows were also blinking rapidly at this moment, and at the same time they spread, blending into the shadows of the surrounding black-clad guards, and began to devour them.

this moment……

The nightmare is coming.