The two of them were alert and focused, and their movements were not slow.
The sound of swords clashing was particularly clear in the silent mountain forest. The forest was so solemn and solemn that it startled the birds in the tree.
The sword energy fell on the two of them like an all-pervasive stream of water. Yu Danfeng's white clothes were stained with blood, and so was Ji Feiyu's.
Bang - puff -
Shura's scimitar was as powerful as breaking bamboo, and all the sharp sword energy fell on the two of them, injuring them more and more.
Hua Shura approached the two of them step by step, and the blood on the blade in his hand dripped to the ground, like Yama coming from hell.
Yu Danfeng stretched out his hand to block Ji Feiyu behind him, holding the knife in his hand across his chest, his face full of determination.
Meeting his gaze, Hua Shura sneered. Suddenly, wind blew under his feet, and Shura's scimitar slashed down with a strong demonic energy. The two of them were unable to react in time.
Seeing that Shura's scimitar was about to fall, at the critical moment, Ji Feiyu stepped forward suddenly. The Yuehua Sword in his hand turned into an exquisite pink folding fan at some point, blocking the scimitar with difficulty.
At the same moment, a puff of pink smoke quickly floated out from the fan bone, and a faint plum fragrance floated into the air.
Pink smoke rushed towards his face, Hua Shura was shocked, and he immediately turned around to avoid it. At the same time, the blade came out, and the devilish energy suddenly came out, blowing the fluttering pink smoke towards Ji Feiyu and the other two.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. By the time Ji Feiyu and Yu Danfeng reacted, the pink smoke had already been inhaled into their noses.
Yu Danfeng froze, then felt a cramp in his abdomen, and a mask of pain suddenly appeared on his handsome face.
Seeing this, Hua Shura chuckled, looked at Ji Feiyu, and said with joy, "Thank you for your help, the wonderful doctor."
Ji Feiyu also inhaled the powder smoke, but remained calm and composed, completely different from Yu Danfeng beside her.
Then she thought about it, she developed this poisonous powder herself, so it was naturally different from ordinary people.
Ji Feiyu's face turned dark, and she turned to look at Yu Danfeng, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, it was my miscalculation."
Yu Danfeng endured the pain, smiled slightly, and his starry eyes flashed slightly, "It doesn't matter, it's me who has caused you trouble, and it's me who should apologize."
"If you have anything to say, you can go to Huangquan and talk about it." As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Shura held up his two swords again. Shura slashed out instantly, and there was a deathly silence in the forest.
With the two swords close at hand, Yu Danfeng mustered up the courage to stop Ji Feiyu in his arms and turned his back to the Shura Scimitar.
Ji Feiyu's eyes widened, and her mind went blank for a moment. A clear and pleasant smell passed to the tip of her nose, and then she heard a strong heartbeat in her ears.
Yu Danfeng quietly sniffed the delicious scent of plum blossoms on her body. Even if it was mixed with the scent of medicine that he hated most, he didn't find it annoying.
The corner of his mouth curled up, firmly remembering her taste.
His life was so short. If he died in her arms, he would have lived in this world in vain. After all, he would still be a little regretful that he could never see her smile again.
At the critical moment, a burst of energy came through the air, and then a figure stepped forward, full of imposing momentum. The golden scabbard in his hand flashed with light, dazzling Hua Shura's eyes.
"Tianxi Sword, Luo Tianya."
His heart sank, and he caught a glimpse of Yu Danfeng, who had not yet come to his senses, slashed with the scimitar in his left hand, and the sword energy swept away.
Luo Tianya's eyes narrowed and he threw away the Tianxi Sword in his hand without hesitation. The red gem lit up and the sword energy came out instantly, intercepting the sword energy halfway.
The sound of the collision of energy brought Ji Feiyu and Yu Danfeng back from their thoughts. Yu Danfeng quickly retracted his hand, not daring to look directly at her.
Ji Feiyu stole a glance at him and saw the blush on the tip of his ears. She felt funny for a moment, but in an instant, she turned to look at the two people confronting each other.
"You dare to touch the people I protect, I'm itching."
"I have long heard about the reputation of the Tianxi Sword. Today, I want to learn whether it is worthy of its reputation."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Shura rushed towards Luo Tianya, and a light flashed through his eyes so fast that no one noticed.
Just now Luo Tianya threw the Tianxi Sword out. Sword cultivators without a sword have nothing to fear.
With just one glance, Luo Tianya saw his plan and smiled disdainfully.
Seeing the Shura scimitar surrounded by demonic energy falling mercilessly, Luo Tianya raised his right hand without hesitation.
Qiang——
The Tianxi Sword came out of its sheath, and a cold light suddenly shot out. With a "whoosh", it turned into a golden light and flashed quickly.
clang--
Shura's scimitar made no progress, the sword light slowly revealed its original shape, and a golden sword came into view. The complicated and sacred patterns on the sword made Hua Shura's breath stop.
There is something strange about this pattern!
He hurriedly moved his eyes away, and the demonic energy in his hand increased greatly. The Tianxi Sword was like an indestructible rock, and it did not move at all.
Spiritual power and demonic energy secretly competed. Hua Shura pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were solemn, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. Looking at Luo Tianya, the clouds were light and the wind was light.
Luo Tianya's spiritual power was shaken, and Hua Shura flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He managed to stabilize his body and landed on the ground, with his scimitar inserted into the ground, and stared at the yellow figure not far away with bright eyes.
"As expected of Tianxi Sword, Luo Tianya, I will remember you." As soon as he finished speaking, Hua Shura was wrapped in demonic energy and disappeared after a few breaths.
Hua Shura's figure disappeared, and Yu Danfeng and Ji Feiyu let out a long sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Yu Danfeng's body went limp, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.
Ji Feiyu's heart tightened, and she subconsciously reached out to hold his arm. With a strong force, the tall man leaned on her shoulder.
His white clothes were stained with blood, his face was pale, and the indifference on his face was a little softer due to the pain of the poisonous powder. He looked very pitiful.
Luo Tianya took back the scabbard, glanced at it, and frowned slightly, "Is this person really a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect? How can a person who cultivates immortality be in such poor health?"
He always felt that there was something strange about Yu Danfeng who suddenly appeared.
"Fortunately, you came back in time. Let's go back first."
Luo Tianya said "hmm", stepped forward, picked up Yu Danfeng on his back, and headed towards Yuehua Mountain.
After Ji Feiyu took care of her injuries, she came to Yu Danfeng's bedside. Looking at the bloodless face, her mind couldn't help but think of the scene when he shielded herself from danger.
She shook her head suddenly, throwing away all the messy things in her mind.
She concentrated her mind, and the familiar twelve silver needles of different thicknesses suddenly appeared. Her eyes narrowed, and she used her spiritual power to insert the silver needles into Yu Danfeng's chest.
The tail of the needle trembled and made a buzzing sound. All twelve silver needles sank into his body. Ji Feiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She spread her right hand, and a white jade porcelain bottle appeared out of thin air. She uncorked the bottle and poured out a vermilion pill. Her spiritual power surged, and she knew at a glance that it was not extraordinary.
Ji Feiyu stuffed the elixir into his mouth, and the elixir melted in his mouth. The effect of the elixir evaporated quickly under the action of the silver needle, and the face of the person on the bed began to turn red.
After one stick of incense, the effect of the medicine was at its peak. Seeing that Yu Danfeng was breathing steadily, Ji Feiyu felt relieved. She lifted the needle familiarly, tucked the quilt for him, and left lightly.