Chapter 581 Going to the Young Master, Maybe You Can Save It!
Before he finished speaking, Ye Wushuang's face turned pale, and the Shadow Knife suddenly struck out.
Whoa...
The broken shadow sword not only did not weaken its power, but the damaged structure made it easier for Ye Wushuang to perform sword skills.
In an instant, a sharp sword light slashed open, containing unparalleled power, and headed straight for Chu Xiaoao.
The venom of the Black Water Black Snake is extremely corrosive and can destroy even spiritual treasures. Although Xiao Hei is only at the sixth level now, which is not enough to kill a Xuan Realm warrior, the snake venom can still infect Xuan Ying, making Chu
Xiao Ao cannot fuse with Dan Ying.
However, warriors in the late stage of the Mysterious Realm without the blessing of Xuan Ying just have more aura than warriors in the Beginning Realm.
Compared with spiritual energy, Ye Wushuang, whose physical body has been transformed by the Wushuang Divine Sword, has never been afraid of anything since his awakening!
"roll!"
Seeing the sword light coming, Chu Xiao screamed loudly, forcibly twisting his stiff joints, making a rattling sound all over his body, he struggled to shake the Feather King Spear, and stabbed straight out.
The gun light suddenly shot up, and it instantly hit the sword light.
boom!
The gun light exploded, and the terrifying impact directly knocked away the King of Feather Spear; Chu Xiaoao's expression changed slightly, and he had to use his strength to pull away and fly into the air to avoid the sword light.
Whoa...
The sword light flew through the air, sweeping several miles away, splitting countless trees into powder, and cutting off mountaintops. However, it still did not stop and flew away until it disappeared from sight.
"Let's see how many swords you can block!"
Ye Wushuang was not discouraged, with a calm expression, he raised his hand again and waved the broken knife.
"Nine swords of Taoism!"
Oh..., he waved nine sword rays in succession, one after another, like destroying the sky and the earth, tearing the void directly, appearing in front of Chu Xiaoao in an instant, and slashing him down in a flash!
Chu Xiaoao's pupils shrank and he subconsciously pulled away to avoid it.
However, as soon as he took a step back, he noticed a powerful force sweeping in from all directions, suppressing him, causing his already somewhat stiff body to feel as if he was stuck in a quagmire, making it difficult to move at all.
"What?"
Chu Xiaoao's face suddenly changed, and the originally confident and arrogant expression instantly turned into endless consternation, fear, and fear.
Due to the instinct of a martial artist, he could clearly sense that these nine sword rays were more terrifying than the full blow of any warrior he had ever seen in his life; once hit, he would definitely die and could only avoid it.
.
But now he can't escape at all, he can only wait for death!
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a Buddha's name suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a bright golden light burst out from the sky, as fast as thunder and faster than lightning. It arrived in an instant and suddenly fell in front of Chu Xiaoao, hitting the nine slashed sword lights.
Bang bang...
A series of explosions occurred one after another, and the terrifying aftermath instantly transformed into a powerful impact, spreading in a circle and sweeping dozens of miles around.
Rumble...
Within a radius of dozens of miles centered on Chu Xiaoao, trees were broken in half, and peaks were cut off; countless low-level monsters, insects, snakes, rats, and ants hiding among them were all turned into powder.
Whoa...
The golden light dissipated, and the nine sword beams collapsed into six; the remaining three were still as powerful as a bamboo, and they instantly slashed at Chu Xiaoao's chest.
With a bang, Chu Xiaoao's clothes exploded, and every inch of his exposed upper body was quickly covered with cracks and red blood overflowed, as if his entire body was about to be broken.
He spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face suddenly darkened, and his body suspended in mid-air flew down upside down, hitting the hill a hundred meters away with a bang. The impact caused the hill to collapse, cracking the ground, and littering the rocks.
Flying.
Ye Wushuang did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, turned around slowly with the broken knife, and turned to look in the direction of the imperial capital.
There, a figure was flying in the air, wearing a tattered coarse linen robe, a felt hat, a fat head and big ears, looking very kind.
It is Dejue!
...
The royal palace, the secret room of the royal study.
"Master!"
Old Chentou finally regained some strength and got up from the ground, but he didn't bother to meditate to heal his injuries. Instead, he screamed in grief and threw himself directly at Pu Ruozhi, who was lying on the ground, crying bitterly.
At this moment, Pu Ruozhi's chest, abdomen, and Dantian each had blood holes as thick as an arm. The blood was gurgling, and he looked extremely ferocious. His whole body was even more torn, like a bloody man, and looked extremely miserable.
His white hair was also stained with blood, and his old face was extremely pale and bloodless. His nose was slightly twitching, and he was breathing slowly, with air coming in but not coming out. His eyes, which had completely regained their clarity, looked a little dim. , but there was a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
"Xiaohai, don't be sad..."
Pu Ruozhi reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Old Chen who was lying on top of him with tears streaming down his face. He said softly: "My master should have left long ago. I have no regrets in being able to survive until now and meet you again..." "
"No, Master, you can't die, you can't leave Xiaohai!"
Old Chen's eyes were red, he shook his head violently, and cried: "I won't let you die, Xiaohai will never let you leave me again!"
Before he finished speaking, he directly placed his hands on Pu Ruozhi's abdomen and chest, frantically activating the almost dry spiritual energy in his body to heal Pu Ruozhi's injuries.
The spiritual energy entering his body seemed to have eased Pu Ruozhi's sluggish spirit. He stared lovingly at Old Chentou, slowly raised his right hand, placed it on Old Chentou's head, stroked it gently, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, How can a person be immortal? Even if he is my master, wouldn’t a person as unparalleled in brilliance as your master have also fallen?”
"Listen to my master's words, don't be sad, live well...I have lived enough for my master, and I am tired of living. I am dying for ten thousand years. It is time to see my master..."
When he said this, a look of expectation and longing flashed across his face, as if he was missing someone in his memory. Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes slightly retracted, he twisted his neck hard, looked at the broken corridor, and said with a sad smile. : "It's a pity that I couldn't kill Dejue..."
Before he finished speaking, Pu Ruozhi's right hand suddenly slipped down, his head dropped, and his eyes slowly closed.
"Master!"
Sensing the rapid loss of Pu Ruozhi's vitality, a heart-rending scream came from Lao Chentou's mouth; he shouted and cried, his face covered with tears, as if he was crazy, and he kept stimulating the spiritual energy in his body, pouring it into In Pu Ruozhi's body, he wanted to prolong his life.
But he was seriously injured, and the spiritual energy in his body was extremely thin. Even though he tried his best, it was to no avail, and it was impossible to stop Pu Ruozhi's loss of life.
"Help, come and help!"
Old Chen suddenly looked back and looked at Lin Ruoer and the other three who had just gotten up, roaring hoarsely and crying for help.
Lin Ruo'er and the other three looked at each other and stepped forward quickly in unison. They each activated their spiritual energy and poured it into Pu Ruozhi's body to prolong his life.
Although the four streams of spiritual energy were all weak, they finally had an effect, slowing down the loss of vitality and preserving Pu Ruozhi's last vestige of vitality.
But even so, Pu Ruozhi is still in danger and may die at any time!
"it's useless..."
As the only alchemist among the few, Yao Jiaxuan shook his head at this moment, glanced at Old Chen's head unbearably, and whispered: "Don't say that we are all injured now, even if each of us is full of spiritual energy, we can only hang on
He won't be able to hold on for long."
"Sir, my condolences!"
"No! My master will not die, no!"
Old Chentou suddenly raised his head, with a ferocious expression on his face, and glared at Yao Jiaxuan with a look that could almost kill someone.
He couldn't accept his master's death, let alone his master's death in front of him!
"Calm down..."
Chu Yuntian drank softly and sighed: "I understand your current mood, let's save him too!"
"But Danying is the life gate of a warrior. Once it is taken away, only three out of ten can survive. What's more, Venerable Pu has been tortured day and night for a hundred years and is already extremely weak. In order to deal with Dejue, he even
He is directly sacrificing his lifespan and burning his essence and blood... Even without Danying, it would be difficult for him to survive, not to mention that he has lost all his cultivation now?"
"yes..."
Yao Jiaxuan also nodded in agreement at this moment.
As a spiritual alchemist, although he is not proficient in medical skills, he can still diagnose basic injuries.
Pu Ruozhi was seriously injured, and his meridians, internal organs, body, and soul were almost all severely damaged. If Dan Ying was still there, with his cultivation, there might be a glimmer of hope.
But now, if there is no Danying to survive, in just a moment or three, the physical body will be overwhelmed and fall apart. By then, no matter how much spiritual energy there is, there will be no way to save it!
Hearing this, Old Chen shook his head crazily and said unwillingly: "No, Master will not die. There must be a way to save him, there must be!"
Seeing this scene, Yao Jiaxuan couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. He shook his head slightly and was about to speak when a voice suddenly sounded from his side.
"Maybe there is a way!"
Lin Ruoer on the side suddenly spoke, looked at Old Chentou, and said word by word: "Go to the young master, maybe we can save him!"
As soon as these words came out, Chu Yuntian and Yao Jiaxuan were all startled.
Lao Chentou's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had caught a glimmer of light in the endless darkness!