Sword energy spread across the sky and earth, and a long sword soared into the sky, unsheathed with a roar.
The roar of the sword was like thunder, and a flash of sword light was dazzling. When it slashed downwards, it carried heavy sword energy and poured down like a waterfall.
Before the long sword arrived, the endless sword energy fell first, like a continuous rainstorm turning into a sky.
puff!
The girl's face was filled with fear and confusion. With blood spattering, she turned her head with difficulty and looked at Li Mufeng, who was retreating crazily.
The familiar senior brother seemed to have become extremely strange at this moment. She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to ask 'why', but when she opened her mouth, only countless sword energy spurted out.
She died in the endless sword energy, her body was filled with sword energy, and in the end only a few pieces of broken clothes were left.
Seeing this scene, Li Mufeng still had an indifferent expression on his face, as if it was not the junior sister he had watched grow up who fell in front of him, but just an unrelated passerby.
"cut!"
Ji Yuan's eyes were filled with murderous intent. Even though he was weighed down by a huge mountain and he could hardly breathe, he still tried his best to shout.
He had never wanted to kill someone so much, even if the other party wanted to use him as a pathfinding chess piece, and even almost killed his friend.
But when he saw Li Mufeng, he pulled his junior sister in front of him very naturally, with no trace of guilt in his eyes, and a murderous aura suddenly surged in his heart.
As if sensing the master's emotions, the long sword that fell in mid-air suddenly turned and turned into a stream of light, appearing above the man's head almost instantly.
There were no fancy moves, the simple-looking long sword was cut down directly, and there was no sloppiness in the process.
Li Mufeng roared, and the magic power in his body poured out. He quickly formed seals with his hands. Under the vibration of the spiritual energy around his body, a strong wind suddenly rolled up and condensed into several small light blue shields in front of him.
However, no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain under the sword's edge. The light blue shield formed by condensing all his magic power could not even stop the sword from moving in an instant.
With just a flash of sword light, several small light cyan shields were split into two, and then turned into chaotic mana again, dissipating in the world.
At the moment of life and death, Li Mufeng moved sideways a few inches with great difficulty, then slashed the sword down, and finally plunged into the earth upside down.
puff!!!
A flash of crimson rose into the sky, and hot blood spread all over the ground. He fell to the ground with a pale face, and at his feet was a right arm that was separated from his body.
"Yuanbao, come back."
The young Taoist priest walked slowly over and whispered with an ugly expression.
The ancient heavy sword stuck on the ground shot back after hearing the sound, carrying endless sword energy back to the scabbard.
The long sword named "Yuanbao" circled around Ji Yuan several times, as if he was happy to have the opportunity to reappear in the world, but in the end, it honestly re-entered the purple palace between the master's eyebrows.
"You really deserve to die!"
Ji Yuan walked over a few steps and looked at the person in front of him "condescendingly".
Although he forcibly summoned the long sword in Zifu, which shocked his soul and body, and his face became as pale as paper, the strong murderous aura did not weaken at all.
Earlier, this person had used his junior sister beside him to block the calamity of death. Now he repeated the same trick and pushed his junior sister out to block the sword energy pouring out like a waterfall.
And the most chilling thing is that after doing these things, Li Mufeng didn't even have any abnormality at all, as if he felt that this was a natural and logical truth.
Cultivation is not an easy task. It may seem like a broad road, but in fact it is just a narrow path. If a monk wants to reach the top, he often needs to do everything possible.
But within this, there are a few lines that are inviolable, and doing so would be tantamount to being a heretic.
"It's just a matter of becoming a king and losing a bandit. If I succeed, the world will only know that Li Mufeng is a happy god. Who will complain about those stepping stones?"
Li Mufeng smiled miserably, and he still doesn't regret it at all, he just feels that time is no longer with him.
This kind of thinking is even more extremely twisted than that of a military monk, and he has completely fallen into the devil's path.
However, he had no idea that there was even a hint of unwillingness on his face that was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss: "It's just a magical weapon. If I can find that amazing spiritual treasure, I will be lying on the ground right now."
It’s you who are on the earth!”
Now that the success was on the verge of failure, in his opinion, it was just bad luck and the failure to find the spiritual treasure, otherwise the result at this time would inevitably have changed.
But I have never thought about whether I will die because of my many unjust actions.
Ji Yuan glanced at him with a strange expression: "Did you say that the treasures of chance in the world are inhabited by virtuous people?"
Hearing this, Li Mufeng was slightly startled. Although he didn't understand what the other party wanted to say, something strange suddenly arose in his heart.
The little Taoist priest sighed, stepped on the ground lightly, and muttered reluctantly: "Come out."
After the words fell, the surroundings were still calm and nothing strange appeared. Several people here were filled with doubts.
But suddenly, Luohunpo's ground veins surged, like a cow turning over, and the spiritual energy, yin energy, etc. in this piece of heaven and earth surged violently and disorderly.
Then everyone saw a streak of white light emerging from the ground. After approaching the little Taoist priest, it circled wantonly, as if it was extremely joyful.
After all the strange visions subsided, the white light hovering around Ji Yuan quietly dissipated, revealing a palm-sized white jade flying sword.
The small flying sword is made of white jade, but its body is filled with dazzling rays of light. The slightest movement can attract spiritual energy from all directions, and it exudes a psychic meaning without concealment.
Several people present were all shocked by this flying sword.
Song He and his wife looked stunned. They did not expect that they had been plotting for a long time and even almost fell into the devil's way to obtain the treasure. However, because of the young man's words, they flew out of the earth on their own.
Granny Zhang, who was seriously injured, seemed to have tears about to fall in her cloudy eyes after a brief trance. But now that she was a ghost, she had no tears to shed.
"No! Impossible! This is definitely not the spiritual treasure!"
Li Mufeng shouted in disbelief, with confusion, unwillingness, anger and other colors in his eyes.
He couldn't figure out why the little Taoist priest in front of him just stamped his foot and shouted casually, and the spiritual treasure that even the powerful could not find came to him at once?
Feeling the different looks in the eyes of several people, Ji Yuan sighed helplessly. In fact, ever since he stepped into this mansion, he had sensed the white jade flying sword that was hidden deep in the earth and was difficult for outsiders to find.
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It's just that he can feel that once he responds to the White Jade Flying Sword, he will inherit a huge cause and effect out of thin air. One day in the future, he may be liquidated by some existence because of what happened today.
Besides, his luck and luck were surprisingly strong, even so good that it was surprising.
Just by looking around in the kitchen, you can find an alchemy stove that is in such good condition that you can't even touch it.
Even when he was a child, he performed a crazy swordsmanship in the main hall of the Taoist temple, and the ancient long sword worn by the ancestor fell from the beam and smashed into his forehead.
Even if you go out to buy some spiritual things, you can still get three copper coins with the power of protecting yourself and suppressing you at a very low price in the market.
All kinds of good luck opportunities are too good to be imagined, which is one of the reasons why Ji Yuan was able to ignore the call of the White Jade Flying Sword before.
Otherwise, ordinary monks can be happy for a long time if they get a magic weapon, and they even wish they could treat it as an inheritance and pass it on from generation to generation.
How many people can choose to ignore huge opportunities in the face of them?
However, Ji Yuan would not talk to anyone about such matters that related to the fundamentals of his own path, let alone solve Li Mufeng's doubts.
"If there is reincarnation in this world, remember to be a good person in the next life."
He slapped away the white jade swords surrounding him and said to Li Mufeng, who was sitting slumped on the ground.
The next moment, Ji Yuan was about to take action and completely end this man's life, but an arm suddenly stretched out in front of him.
Song He cast a peaceful look and said with worry: "Let me do it."
He knew that the little Taoist priest had never killed any living beings and usually dealt with evil spirits and ghosts, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
However, Ji Yuan shook his head, pushed Song He's arm in front of him, and then pulled out the soft sword hidden in his waist.
When the sword light flashed away, a lifeless body fell heavily to the ground, letting the blood soak into the loess. This chapter has been completed!