Yueying's face was pale, with one hand on the ground, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. The alien sword energy entered the body and wreaked havoc in the body's meridians. It can be said that 80% of his cultivation level was reduced. Originally, the spirit sword master was exposed to the alien sword energy, although it would cause his own
The conflict of sword energy can always be suppressed for a short time as long as the two realms are similar. However, Yueying is different. The Xuantian Shuiyan Sword Art she practices has dual attributes of water and fire. There are two different attributes of sword energy in her body. Once the balance is imbalanced, it will
It's the sword energy going berserk.
"Aren't you very arrogant? Show me your arrogance now?"
Zhou Qingshu Lingjian casually waved his hand, and a sword light swept towards Yueying's left shoulder.
Yueying's pupils shrank, and she pressed the ground hard with her left hand. She dodged to the right, but how could human power compare to the speed of the sword light? The entire sleeve of her left arm was shattered in an instant, and the upper part of her arm was also shot out.
There was a horrific blood trough, the scarlet blood was in sharp contrast with the white arm, and it looked shocking.
After taking a look at the wound on his left arm, Yueying gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground, staring at Zhou Qingshu with no expression on his face.
Zhou Qingshu's face showed the pleasure of revenge: "It's still too late for you to beg me now. I may change my mind and torture you less times."
"Madman!" Yueying spat flatly.
Zhou Qingshu's expression froze, and his face turned gloomy again. He almost squeezed out from between his teeth: "Very good, I am increasingly reluctant to kill you. I decided to abolish your cultivation and raise you well and make you my pet!"
"Really? Can you bear it?" Yueying suddenly murmured softly, and his eyes became blurred, releasing a strange charm.
Zhou Qingshu's eyes trembled, and the expression on his face stiffened. The original sinister look gradually melted away, revealing a look of obsession, as if he were looking at the person he loved forever.
In that weird atmosphere, Yueying slowly walked towards Zhou Qingshu, reached out and touched Zhou Qingshu's face, and breathed out like a blue: "Do you love me?"
Zhou Qingshu seemed to have lost his soul, his eyes were filled with tender love and pity, and he looked into Yueying's eyes dreamily.
"Then you...just die!"
Yueying's pretty face turned cold, her expression changed so quickly that it was shocking. She swung her spiritual sword and slashed at Zhou Qingshu's neck without any hesitation!
Ding--
A dazzling spiritual light suddenly bloomed from Zhou Qingshu's body. Yueying's sword struck the light shield formed by the spiritual light. It was only an inch away from Zhou Qingshu's neck, but this inch of distance was like a chasm, making Yueying's counterattack fall short.
Yueying clenched her silver teeth, mobilized all the sword energy in her body and poured it into the spirit sword in her right hand. She used all her strength to press the spirit sword blade against Zhou Qingshu's neck. The sharp sword blade and the spiritual light released from Zhou Qingshu's body emitted metal.
The friction sound, sinking in bit by bit.
After a few breaths, Yueying felt his arm loosen, and the spiritual sword finally cut through the spiritual light. But just as his face showed joy, Zhou Qingshu's blurred eyes suddenly returned to clarity. He was stunned for a moment, and then he understood something in an instant, and roared angrily.
In the late stage of Sword Meridian, all the sword energy of the spirit sword master exploded, and it turned into a violent shock wave, flying Yueying's body far away, until it fell to the ground more than ten feet away.
Zhou Qingshu touched his neck with his hand, and saw that his hand was full of blood, and his eyes immediately turned red. This was the second time he had been injured and bloody since he was a child. The first time was when the two sides clashed for the first time. Ouyang Lin accidentally
This Mo Jianmen disciple was almost pierced through the head by the opponent's fatal sword pupil. Although in the end the fatal sword light was blocked by his personal spiritual armor, it also left a bloody mouth on his face.
It was precisely because of that that he hated Yueying and the others so much that he was determined to kill them all before venting his hatred. Now he was hurt for the second time, and the person who hurt him was the same person who had despised and insulted him.
girl.
"Bitch! I'm going to strip you naked, stab you with three thousand three hundred swords, and then cut off your flesh piece by piece!" Zhou Qingshu screamed sharply, threw his hand, and the spiritual sword turned into a stream of light towards
The moon shadow more than ten feet away went away.
Just as Yueying was about to be pierced by the spiritual sword, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Yueying and knocked Zhou Qingshu's spiritual sword away with a bang.
Zhou Qingshu saw the person clearly, and his face was almost completely distorted with anger: "Bitch! Are you going to betray me too?"
Xiyun frowned slightly. Zhou Qingshu's insult made her a little unhappy. She didn't know why she felt this way. Generally speaking, she had cultivated a clear sword heart, and her mind could not be disturbed by external objects, but she
I don't know when a flaw appeared in my sword heart, and those emotions that should have been abandoned always appeared from time to time.
She glanced at Zhou Qingshu: "Although she is a disciple of the Demon Sect, you can kill her, but you shouldn't humiliate her casually."
"Shut up!" Zhou Qingshu roared like an enraged bull with red eyes: "You are just one of my sword slaves! Who are you qualified to make decisions for me? Get away! Otherwise, I will kill you too!"
Yueying stood up from the ground and snorted at Xiyun's back: "Go away, I won't accept your love."
Xiyun looked back at Yueying and said seriously: "I'm not trying to help you, what he did was wrong."
Yueying opened her mouth and then remembered Xiyun's temperament. She couldn't help but curled her lips and felt depressed. Fortunately, she had just been touched a little.
At this moment, several exclamations suddenly came from not far away.
"No! They want to escape!"
"Stop them quickly!"
The ones who exclaimed were several spiritual sword masters from major sword sects who were responsible for monitoring the casual cultivators, but they only had time to warn them before they were enveloped by more than a dozen sharp sword lights, leaving not even a bone residue on their bodies.
More than a dozen casual cultivators and small sect spirit sword masters finally mobilized to make a last-ditch effort for their own chance of survival. They fled the battlefield in twos and threes in different directions.
The escape of these people caught the spiritual sword masters of the major sword sects who were encircling and suppressing those from the Yujian Sect unprepared. Those casual cultivators who had explored the seven auxiliary halls of the main peak with them knew some secrets that they should not know. These secrets can only be
They are controlled by the major sword sects, and the best way to keep them secret is to make those who know these secrets dead. Others have long planned to kill them all after dealing with the Yujian sect. But now these cowards
The casual cultivators seemed to have taken the courage of a leopard and suddenly took action at this critical moment! If the information leaks out, he will definitely be severely punished by his elders when he returns to the sect. I am afraid that this trip to the misty swamp will lose all the credit.
"Send out manpower to stop them! We can't let them go!" Wan Zhongyi shouted sternly.
"Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"
"No one can be left alive!"
The chief disciples of other major sword sects also shouted, ordering the disciples who were fighting fiercely to send out several men to pursue them.
On the Yujian Sect's side, except for the four perfect sword masters who were intact, two of the eight newly promoted late sword masters had died, one was seriously injured, and the others were formed under the command of Luo Yi.
A sword formation struggled to hold on. But faced with the siege of twenty or thirty mid- to late-stage spirit sword masters, defeat was only a matter of time.
Three late-stage sword masters and ten mid-stage spirit sword masters immediately left the battlefield and chased after the casual cultivators.
With half the manpower missing, the Yujian Sect side immediately felt the pressure relax. While fighting, Li Qiushui glanced at the battlefield with the corner of her eye. When she saw Yueying being seriously injured after being stopped by Zhou Qingshu, she couldn't help but feel anxious, and forced Yuan away with a sword.
Qiuyue sent a spiritual message to Ouyang Lin: "Swordsman Ouyang, the situation is critical, please take Yueying away quickly!"
Ouyang Lin frowned: "What about you?"
"We are no longer able to survive, so we can only make a last-ditch effort to buy time for our fellow swordsmen." There was a sense of absolute certainty in Li Qiushui's spiritual consciousness.
Ouyang Lin was silent for a moment and solemnly sent a message: "Senior Sister Li, don't worry, I, the Mojian Sect, will definitely seek justice for everyone after we get out!"
Li Qiushui's expression relaxed. With Ouyang Lin's promise, even if they all lose their money here, it would be worth it. He glanced at Ouyang Lin gratefully, then took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became calm, and then, a
A strong and frightening wave of emotions emanated from Li Qiushui.
It was a cold hatred! Hate the sky, hate the earth, hate people, hate things, hate all the hateful things in the world! The cold hatred made all the spirit sword masters in the field tremble in their hearts and look at them in horror.
That soft figure.
What on earth has this woman gone through to have such hatred in her heart? This question cannot help but arise in the minds of many people.
But a small number of more knowledgeable people have indeed changed their expressions.
The eyes of some spirit sword masters with lower cultivation levels suddenly turned blood red, revealing deep hatred, as if the scenery they saw had turned into sworn enemies who killed their fathers! The hatred was overwhelming!
"Seven Emotions Sword Art! The Realm of Absolute Hate!" Yuan Qiuyue's face turned pale, and a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, but she could not retreat. She was the only one who could block Li Qiushui!
The spirit sword trembled, and Yuan Qiuyue's whole body temperament began to undergo earth-shaking changes. His whole body released a pure and pure aura like orchid, which looked like a spiritual flower that had just bloomed in the early morning. It was pure, clear, and transparent! That's right!
This is the secret of the Heart Sword Sect—the clear heart of the sword in the Ming Xin Sword Jue!
Yuan Qiuyue's clear mind realm is obviously deeper than Xiyun, and the pure mind realm is about to take shape. As Yuan Qiuyue's clear mind realm unfolds, the spirit sword masters who pass by are frightened by Li Qiushui's hatred.
They gradually recovered.
Li Qiushui's eyes were like two balls of black ink, and the dark pupils occupied the entire eyes, cold and emotionless, staring at Yuan Qiuyue coldly, the demonic realm of absolute hatred was crushing towards Yuan Qiuyue. And Yuan Qiuyue used the sword's heart to be clear.
The formed Pure Mind Realm resisted, and two invisible potential fields impacted and intertwined in front of the two people. The layers of ripples could even be seen with the naked eye, as if the space was distorted.
Ouyang Lin looked at Wan Zhongyi and Mu Yixuan coldly, his pupils slightly dilated, and a shadow rose from his eyes, as if he suddenly had double pupils.
Wan and Mu, who were staring closely at Ouyang Lin's movements, changed their expressions at the same time, and quickly retreated backwards without even thinking about it.
Bo! Bo!
Two dull sounds were heard, and a small hole as thick as a thumb appeared on the ground where the two people were standing. I don't know how deep the small hole was, and there was also a trace of cold death air leaking out.
Wan Zhongyi and Mu Yixuan both had ugly expressions on their faces. They knew very well that if they had not avoided the changes in Ouyang Lin's pupils in advance, they would have been penetrated by that desperate gaze.
After glancing at the two of them, Ouyang Lin dodged towards the edge of the battlefield. For some reason, Wan Zhongyi and Mu Yixuan tacitly agreed to slow down at the same time. When they started to pursue, Ouyang Lin was already a hundred feet away.dd