After Ji Jue left everyone, he went straight to Yin Yang Tan.
The Yin-Yang Tan is filled with bursts of water vapor, making everything unreal.
Ji Jue's eyes darkened a bit. He glanced around and said coldly, "Come out."
After Ji Jue finished speaking, there was still no figure.
His eyes showed coldness, he clenched the Cangxuan Sword in his hand, jumped up suddenly, and pointed the tip of the Cangxuan Sword directly at the bushes beside him.
Ji Jue's figure was extremely fast. During the rise and fall, he brought out a hurricane, blowing the leaves around him.
There was a fierce killing intent on the tip of Cangxuan Sword, and it rushed over like a broken bamboo.
The demon cultivator hiding among the trees was shaken by the murderous intention and his whole body shivered with chills.
When he saw the sword rushing towards him, he gritted his teeth and turned over to hide.
The Cangxuan Sword stabbed in the air, and a trace of anger rose in Ji Jue's eyes. He was determined to fight quickly, and even if he stabbed in the air, he did not stop.
Ji Jue flipped his wrist and the direction of the sword tip turned sharply, slashing towards the fleeing demon cultivator.
The demon cultivator's face instantly turned pale, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
When he was about to avoid the blow, he reached out towards Ji Jue and waved out a burst of black mist.
The black mist floated over and entered Ji Jue's eyes. Ji Jue subconsciously closed his eyes, but his men still kept moving.
Suddenly, the sound of a sword tearing flesh was heard in his ears.
The demon cultivator looked at the sword blade piercing his shoulder, and tried his best to hold back the cry of pain that rushed to his mouth. He covered the wound that spurted blood, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of sinisterness.
A steady stream of black mist poured out from the demon cultivator's body, surrounding Ji Jue.
Then, the demon cultivator suddenly jumped back, widening the distance between the two of them so that they could have a chance to breathe.
Ji Jue mobilized the spiritual power in his Dantian and turned it into a protective barrier.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the black fog in front of him, with no surprise on his face.
Ji Jue's eyes were half-closed, revealing a ferocious aura, and the Cangxuan Sword in his hand also gave off a cold light.
The tips of Ji Jue's ears twitched slightly, and he jumped up suddenly. The Cangxuan sword broke through the black mist like a swimming dragon, let out a buzzing sound, and slashed directly towards the demon cultivator hiding under the black mist.
The demon cultivator didn't expect that he would be discovered so soon. His eyes were wide open and there was a hint of shock on his face.
The sword blade slashed from top to bottom, only a few inches away from the demon cultivator.
But at that moment, a flash of red light flashed across the demon cultivator's eyes.
Ji Jue's eyes were full of murderous intent, and then he was in a trance, and the scene in front of him suddenly began to distort.
Ji Jue didn't take it seriously. There was a chill in his eyes, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he sneered, "Little trick."
The Cangxuan Sword in his hand did not withdraw its strength and was still slashing downwards.
But when Ji Jue saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Yu Shu?"
In front of his eyes, Yu Shu was facing away from Ji Jue, while Li Ye, Zong Xiao, Shang Li and Shang Que all attacked Yu Shu.
Ji Jue couldn't help but get distracted.
At this moment, the demon cultivator took advantage of the loophole.
The demon cultivator sneered. He raised his palm to receive Qi, black mist condensed in his palm, and he slapped Ji Jue fiercely.
The palm technique broke through the black fog and hit Ji Jue's chest.
This palm was filled with all the demonic energy, and it was bound to kill Ji Jue.
But Mo Xiu soon stopped laughing.
His eyes widened suddenly, and his eye sockets were almost torn apart, and his expression was full of rage, "How is this possible?!"
The black mist on the demon cultivator's palm did not penetrate into Ji Jue's body, but actually lingered outside his body.
Ji Jue received a solid palm blow. Although the demonic energy was isolated, it was not uninjured at all.
A trace of blood unconsciously spilled from the corner of Ji Jue's mouth. He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked a little surprised.
He raised his hand to wipe away the blood stain and sneered, "You are quite capable."
"But not much."
Then, Ji Jue's deep black eyes showed murderous intent, and he suddenly swung the Cangxuan Sword and struck at the demon cultivator.
The demon cultivator hurriedly dodged, but was still injured by Cangxuan Sword.
The sword wound stretched from the right shoulder to the lower left side, and the bone was so deep that it almost cut the demon cultivator in half.
The demon cultivator spurted a mouthful of blood, took a few steps back, and fell to the ground.
Ji Jue looked down at the demon cultivator, his bronze mask reflecting the cold light, and he walked slowly towards the demon cultivator.
The Cangxuan Sword was pressed in front of the demon cultivator's face, and Ji Jue's voice revealed a rare ruthlessness.
He opened his thin lips and said, "I will use your blood to pave the way for Hengjin."
Ji Jue's eyebrows showed a bit of gloom, and he was about to stab the sword down as he spoke.
But the demon cultivator didn't know he had taken the wrong medicine, so he stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Ji Jue's Cangxuan Sword.
The sharp sword blade cut through the demon cultivator's palm, and the blood instantly slipped from the sword tip and dripped on himself.
Mo Xiu looked at Ji Jue and suddenly broke into a smile, "You probably didn't expect this move."
Black mist poured out from the wound on the demon cultivator's hand, like long snakes one after another, clinging to the Cangxuan Sword.
Of course the demon cultivator knew how powerful Ji Jue was, and he also knew that a sword cultivator as powerful as Ji Jue would definitely be able to communicate with his own sword.
Ji Jue looked at Cangxuan Sword surrounded by black mist and immediately frowned.
At that moment, the scene around Ji Jue became distorted again, and the black mist tightly wrapped Ji Jue.
"Don't you complain?"
"Isn't nine hundred years difficult?"
"You sacrificed so much to save the common people, who knew?"
"You are pleased with her, but do you know who she is pleased with?"
"Hate it, no one can endure that loneliness, no one can accompany you!"
Ji Jue listened to the sharp voice with cold eyes, unmoved in her heart.
He closed his eyes and listened carefully to the movements of the demon cultivator.
Suddenly, the tips of Ji Jue's ears twitched slightly, and he swung a sword energy toward the black fog diagonally in front of him.
Haoran's sword energy split the black mist apart for a moment, but soon the black mist closed again.
Ji Jue's eyes were slightly cold, and he suddenly noticed the sound behind him. He turned around suddenly, moved his sword with him, and slashed behind him.
But the demon cultivator standing behind him was clearly Yu Shu.
But Ji Jue could no longer take back the sword he had swung out, and Cangxuan Sword struck Yu Shu head-on.
Ji Jue's face turned pale instantly, but fortunately, the moment Cangxuan Sword came into contact with Yu Shu, Yu Shu's shadow disappeared.
Ji Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But it was this moment of fear that caught those strange black fogs.
Another Yu Shu suddenly appeared in front of Ji Jue's eyes.
Her face was pale and she kept whining, "Help me! Help me!"
A trace of annoyance rose in Ji Jue's eyebrows. He raised the Cangxuan Sword and chopped the phantom into pieces.
The sound of black mist sounded again.
"Trapped her next to you, even if you keep her away, she won't be able to leave you."
"Break her hands and feet, destroy her cultivation, and make her wholeheartedly dependent on you!!"
The hoarse voice tried its best to seduce Ji Jue.
The scene in front of Ji Jue changed again, and the black fog around him disappeared again.
The place we came to was actually a ghost prison!
There were two people hugging each other in front of Ji Jue, and the figures of those two people were extremely familiar.
The next moment, the two people suddenly turned around, revealing their faces.
It’s actually Yu Shu and Kuang You!!
Ji Jue's eyes turned completely cold, the corners of his mouth tightened, and the spiritual energy in his body suddenly exploded.
The scene in front of me collapsed inch by inch, revealing the black mist underneath.
The veins on Ji Jue's forehead stretched out, and a scarlet light shone in his eyes, making him look even more coquettish.
The black mist constantly transformed into the appearance of Yu Shu, and then the appearance of Mo Xiu.
Ji Jue held up the Cangxuan Sword and kept swinging it away, scattering and condensing it again and again.
His movements became more and more fierce, and his murderous intention became more and more serious.
Ji Jue mobilized more spiritual power in his Dantian, and there was a hint of chill in his voice.
He said coldly, "Let's see how long you can last."
As he spoke, Ji Jue's sword moves became more and more careless.
He was in the middle of the killing and didn't notice anything strange at all.
Suddenly, another Yu Shu appeared in the black mist.
She looked anxious and shouted with great urgency, "Ji Jue!!"
When Ji Jue heard this, the red light in his eyes became more and more dazzling, his cheeks tightened, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.
The more Yu Shu resembled Yu Shu in the black mist, the angrier he became uncontrollably.
Ji Jue suddenly swung out a palm, the palm force was sharp and the wind whistled in the palm.
The Yu Shu in front of her obviously didn't expect this.
There was a bit of shock in her black eyes, and she quickly formed a spiritual barrier to protect herself.
This palm hit the barrier, and the barrier only lasted for a few seconds before shattering.
The spiritual power hit Yu Shu, and she flew backwards unable to bear it.
The Qing Ming Sword penetrated the ground and drew a very long mark before Yu Shu stopped.
She spit out a large mouthful of blood, and her face turned as pale as paper, making the blood stains on her lips even more conspicuous.
Yu Shu raised her hand and casually wiped the blood on her lips, and her eyes couldn't help but sparkle.
Her voice was filled with sadness, "Ji Jue..."
Yu Shu gritted her teeth and stood up, staggering towards Ji Jue.
Ji Jue looked at that 'Yushu', his eyebrows moved slightly, he raised the Cangxuan Sword, and was about to swing the next blow.
Yu Shu seemed to be aware of Ji Jue's intention. She couldn't help the sharp pain in her dantian, mobilized her spiritual power again, and ran towards Ji Jue.
She was extremely fast and was in front of Ji Jue before he swung his sword.
She hugged Ji Jue with some exhaustion.
Yu Shu looked at Ji Jue and felt sour in her heart the moment she spoke.
There was a bit of grievance in her voice, "It's me, it's me, Ji Jue!"
"Why don't you recognize me..."
The more Yu Shu talked, the more aggrieved she felt. There was still severe pain in her Dantian, and bursts of moisture formed in her eyes.
In the blink of an eye, tears fell down.
"Bastard Ji Jue." Yu Shu cursed angrily.
At this moment, nothing could scare her more than Ji Jue forgetting her...
The moment Yu Shu hugged him up, Ji Jue's eyes suddenly became clear.
The scarlet light flashing in his eyes dimmed instantly.
He looked a little stunned, looking at Yu Shu, his mind went blank for a moment.
When did he fall into that black mist?
Ji Jue's eyebrows flashed, and then he felt a deep sense of guilt, and his lips trembled.
"It was my fault."
Ji Jue was a little at a loss. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Yu Shu's eyes and whispered.