After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Dongfang Yu walked into the stone room, and what he entered was a neat row of shelves, with jade bottles on each shelf. His eyes were full of surprises. This place turned out to be a pill room.

After a quick sweep of spiritual knowledge, each jade bottle has its usage and efficacy written on it. Most of them are medicinal pills of the sixth grade and above, the most precious medicinal pills of the third grade and ninth grade, spirit-gathering pills, spirit-returning pills, and detoxification pills...

With a wave of his big hand, he put all the pills into the blue sword, and saw a jade box on the table.

Dongfang Yu walked over to pick it up, and opened it carefully. Inside the jade box was a piece of jade slip. The tentacles were warming up. It was not ordinary...

Withdrawing his consciousness, Dongfang Yu climbed up to Zhaoxia with a handsome face, and even his ears turned red. Fortunately, no one was here, and no one was lucky enough to witness the beauty of the prosperous age.

In a hurry, he packed the jade slip into the jade box and put the blue sword in it.It turned out to be an ancient dual-cultivation technique, Dongfang Yu shook his head, took a deep breath to calm his beating heart...

When Dongfang Yu walked out of the stone room, he met Ouyang Lie who was full of smiles.

Ouyang Lie looked at Dongfang Yu strangely, and asked in puzzlement, "Brother Yu, why are you blushing?"

Dongfang Yu waved his hand and changed the subject, "Ariel, how did you get?"

Ouyang Liewa's face was full of surprises, "Brother Yu, I have gained a lot..."

Dongfang Yu nodded, "Let's look elsewhere."

Ouyang Lie followed behind Dongfang Yu, carefully observing the surroundings.

There was a sound of fighting ahead, Dongfang Yu and Ouyang Lie looked at each other, and hurried to the place where the sound came from...

Wang Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the person in front of him with red eyes. "who are you?"

The leader is a young man in black, about 23 or [-] years old, he looks like a Jindan stage cultivator, his appearance is ordinary, his eyes are very small, if you don't look carefully, you think your eyes are closed.

"You don't need to know who we are? Just hand over your Turbo Mouse and storage ring wisely, and we'll let him live."

The young man with small eyes, with greed in his voice, held the hand on Liu Yang's neck and tried harder...

Liu Yang's face turned red and he had trouble breathing. He looked at Wang Feng with his eyes, telling him to leave him alone.

Wang Feng's heart was twisted like a knife, he couldn't protect the person he wanted to protect, his eyes were full of pain, and with a wave of his hand, Duobaoshu appeared in the palm of his hand...

The young man with small eyes is about to reach out for it as soon as his eyes light up.

Wang Feng stared at him closely, "You let him go first, then I'll hand over Turbo and the storage ring."

Liu Yang shook his head straight, and fainted out of anger.

Small eyes looked at Liu Yang who had passed out, and threw him to Wang Feng, they couldn't escape anyway.

Wang Feng hastily hugged Liu Yang into his arms cautiously, felt his breath with trembling hands, felt the weak breath, and breathed a sigh of relief...

"Have you figured it out yet? My young master's patience is limited, so hurry up and unidentify Duobaoshu."

The young man with small eyes confidently said that he likes to see other people's desperate expressions the most, like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly tortured to death.

Dongfang Yu and Ouyang Lie came over and heard this arrogant voice.The pretty brows were frowned, and the voice was very cold, and he appeared in front of Wang Feng and Liu Yang holding the Snow Sword in his hand.

"Who are you? People who dare to bully my Xuanxianzong?"

Wang Feng seemed to see hope and light, his voice choked up, "Brother Yu, they hurt Liu Yang."

Dongfang Yu threw him a bottle of elixir, and Wang Feng quickly took one for Liu Yang.Liu Yang's complexion improved, and he woke up after a while.

The young man with small eyes has been looking at his face since Dongfang Yu appeared. He is not admiring. He hates handsome people the most. I don’t know how many people have regretted their appearance...

Looking at Dongfang Yu with resentment in his eyes, "You don't deserve to know who we are?"

Dongfang Yu looked at the small-eyed young man in disgust, and the long sword rolled up the sword flower, and attacked the opponent...

There was a flash of light in the hand of the young man with small eyes, a long green sword, and said shamelessly, "Brothers, let's take them down together, and that little boy is up to you..."

There were two people behind him laughing, looking at Dongfang Yu with greedy and wretched eyes...

Although Dongfang Yu's swordsmanship is exquisite, but he has just broken through the golden core stage, and there are as many as five golden core stage practitioners on the small-eyed side.

He was no match for four hands with two fists, and soon he was at a disadvantage, so he could only defend...

Zihuan and Wuying and Xiaohei are fighting against a group of spirit beasts, and the situation is not optimistic.

Jinghong was in the Divine Sword space, the last step of refining Peiyuan Pill was left, her beautiful eyes were full of surprises, and her tone was very good.

This furnace obtained 21 Peiyuan Pills, which is indeed an ancient alchemy method, and the commission of the Purple Spirit Fire is the only way to achieve such a gratifying result...

Putting away the elixir neatly, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, and she changed into a red dress. She couldn't wait to see Dongfang Yu now, and when she stopped, her thoughts flooded in like a tide...

Dongfang Yu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the young man with small eyes laughed arrogantly: "Brothers, work harder, the little boy is dying..."

The two wretched people from before looked at Dongfang Yu's face recklessly, and their attacks became more and more fierce, "Brother, don't hurt his face..."

The smile at the corner of Jinghong's mouth froze, and in a blink of an eye, her beautiful eyes flickered coldly, and anger spread in her heart. As soon as she resumed contact with Dongfang Yu, she found out that he was injured...

Dongfang Yu used all his strength to perform the most powerful move so far, the third sword of the Thirteen Swords of Jinghong, Meteor Han...

The sword light bloomed in the crowd like a shooting star, screams sounded, and those who besieged him were bleeding, and he had no strength anymore, so he could only lean against the tree.

The young man with small eyes looked at Dongfang Yu with bright eyes, "He has a treasure on his body. He has never heard of the exquisiteness of this sword technique. If he learns it by himself, the future is boundless..."

They approached Dongfang Yu step by step. Dongfang Yu held the jade slip given by his master in his hand. This was his last chance. He just wanted to inject spiritual power...

"You all dare to die, even dare to hurt my Ayu, you must have the consciousness of death."

A cold voice sounded, a barrier rose around Dongfang Yu, and Jinghong in red appeared, with no smile on her beautiful face, looking at the people around Dongfang Yu, it was like looking at a group of dead things...

Waving his hands in the air again and again, sword qi formed a cage, surrounding everyone in the middle.

Everyone was shocked by Jinghong's beauty, and forgot to react for a while. The young man with small eyes looked at Jinghong in disbelief, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself surrounded.

Jinghong's face was a little pale, and she took a Peiyuan Pill by herself, and the strong medicinal power of the pill nourished her excessive consumption...

Jinghong turned around and walked in front of Dongfang Yu, picked him up carefully, looked at his pale face with distress, as if his heart was being held tightly by a pair of invisible hands, he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

His voice was a little choked, "Ayu, how are you?"

Dongfang Yu was very weak, and said weakly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Jinghong put his hand on his, his spiritual sense penetrated, his face was ugly, his dantian was empty, and his meridians were slightly damaged.

Jinghong rejoiced in his heart, fortunately he had practiced Peiyuan Pill, otherwise he would have to take care of it for at least three years with such an injury, and it would seriously damage his foundation.

Dongfang Yu knew her injury, couldn't bear to watch Jinghong frown, raised his hand with great effort, and gently stroked the center of her brow.

Jinghong took out a Peiyuan Pill and fed it to Dongfang Yu in a low voice to comfort him: "Ayu, don't worry, you will be fine with the Peiyuan Pill I refined."

Feeling the strong medicinal power, Dongfang Yu nourished his body, "Jinghong, Ah Lie and the others..."

Jinghong patted his hand gently, "Don't worry, concentrate on recovering your injury, and leave the rest to me."

Dongfang Yu closed his eyes, concentrated on absorbing the power of the medicine, and recovered from his injuries...

Jinghong came to Wuying's side, "Wuying, Xiao Hei, go and help Ariel."

Xiao Hei let out an "Aww", flew to the side of his master, and slapped a young boy with his paw.

"Zi Huan, I want to turn them into roasted spirit beasts."

On Jinghong's white hands, purple flames jumped, and the surrounding temperature rose...

Zi Huan's cat eyes looked at Zi Huo in fear, and backed away involuntarily.

Among the five spirit beasts in the phantom formation, the Galewind Chicken was trembling with fright...

They looked at the spirit fire, their eyes were full of panic, they wanted to plead but there was no chance, they let out screams...

Zi Huan, Wu Ying, and Xiao Hei couldn't help but tremble when they heard the screams of the spirit beasts, and they warned themselves in their hearts that there was no way to make the boss angry. It would be terrible to turn into roasted spirit beasts...