The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Without the mountain protection formation, Huo Zhongqiu was no longer faced with any obstacles.

He no longer concealed himself, and the terrifying spiritual power crushed Xue Xingzhi, making him unable to move. A big hand restrained his neck and lifted him up.

"Seek death."

Huo Zhongqiu stared at him, his eyes flashing with cruel murderous intent.

Even though he was imprisoned by him, Xue Xingzhi still did not show a trace of surrender. He was alert to Huo Zhongqiu's actions and looked for opportunities in secret.

"...It's a pity that the Blazing Sun Sword was sealed after the host died, otherwise you would have died long ago."

Huo Zhongqiu sighed and was about to take Xue Xingzhi away, but the moment he turned around, he suddenly sensed a cold murderous intent.

The cold light that shot up into the sky soaked the snow, and the cold light was dyed with a bright red color. The surrounding space seemed to be blocked, and the temperature dropped rapidly.

The air was gradually squeezed and became thinner, and the lingering mist was catalyzed by the extreme cold into dangerous ice spikes, all aimed at Huo Zhongqiu.

Huo Zhongqiu was stunned.

"So you are here."

A tone filled with cold murderous intent sounded, and in the backlight, a person stood in mid-air.

The Snow Sword in his hand was soaked with the blood of its master, giving rise to this strange and terrifying blood-colored extreme cold.

"Ji Wushe?!"

Huo Zhongqiu's face changed, and he was startled when he sensed the aura on him, "You have obviously regressed to the Divine Transformation, why——"

How can what he is showing now be like a deity? !

Just relying on this blood-colored and extremely cold blockade field, it is not something that a person whose consciousness has been severely damaged and whose cultivation has fallen below the level of a god can do!

Ji Wushe ignored his question.

He took a step forward and his figure instantly appeared in front of Huo Zhongqiu. The blood color gradually became thicker, and the sword light carried the momentum of an overwhelming blockade.

Icicles were dancing wildly in the sky.

The Snowfall Sword, which absorbed the blood of its master, became extremely violent, but was always on the verge of collapse.

"Uncle Master..."

Qin Liao was stunned.

In the brutal blood-red cold light, Ji Wushe's expression was gloomy, as if his entire body was immersed in eternal ice.

"Take him away."

He only said this, and then the sword in his hand pressed down decisively and fiercely, leaving Huo Zhongqiu no time to be distracted by others.

"How could you..."

Huo Zhongqiu looked at the sword energy that was getting closer and closer. He could even clearly feel that every time he swung out a sword energy, the sword intent became stronger!

Why does he become stronger with each battle? !

Huo Zhongqiu's eyelids twitched violently.

The shadow that was almost forgotten in his heart suddenly surged up and enveloped him... Five thousand years ago, he also lived under the shadow of Honghua!

"You can't stay!"

The rage in his eyes and the vague fear that flashed across his mind suppressed his rationality, and the spiritual power around him suddenly surged!

"Ten thousand swords like flowers."

Ji Wushe's movements were even faster than his.

Behind him, the shadows of countless snowfall swords appeared, with blood floating on them. Even under the scorching sun, one could still feel the bone-chilling coldness.

Huo Zhongqiu's eyes were sinister as he allowed the black fog to engulf him completely.

The flashes of swords and sabers came crashing down.

'boom! ! ! ’

Ji Wushe looked at the sword lights falling down, his cold eyes trembled suddenly, and he spat out a mouthful of thick dark red blood.

[Master, your collapse speed has accelerated.]

A cold female voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness, [Adding to the injuries you suffered earlier... I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on.]

How could Ji Wushe not know that his end was approaching?

He cut off the Huangtun Valley and released the monsters, but he was still unable to get close to the place where the Demon King was sealed.

In desperation, he had to hunt down Lou Wuming and the forces behind him, destroying one blood sacrifice ceremony after another, but still failed to find Lou Fuyue.

As a result, the injuries on his body not only did not get better, but became worse.

The vision in front of me gradually became blurred.

Behind the thousands of sword lights, the black fog still stands there.

"If I die here."

A deep voice sounded, he raised his natal sword and pressed it deeply into his palm. Blood spurted out instantly and his face turned pale in an instant.

"...Please protect Chao Zhao for once."

The Snowfall Sword burst out with a strong light.

The black fog dissipated, revealing Huo Zhongqiu's sinister expression. He stared at Ji Wushe and said, "You are already at the end of your rope. It's my turn now."

The black sword wrapped in black mist appeared again.

Huo Zhongqiu held the black sword in his hand, his eyes flashing with cruel murderous intent. He could almost foresee the scene of the great sword master in the world of immortal cultivation dying tragically under his sword.

At the critical moment——

"Sorry, I'm late."

A lazy female voice suddenly sounded, cursing, "This door is too hard to open."

This voice...

Ji Wushe and Qin Liao both looked over with disbelief.

I saw a capable and dashing figure flashing against the light above the Jianhua Immortal Sect, with red clothes fluttering in the wind.

Flames swirled around the slender and long Jinghong Sword, like a dragon spitting fire.

When Huo Zhongqiu saw the person coming, horror flashed in his eyes.

"Xiao Luowu, are you still alive?!"

"what."

Xiao Luowu took in everyone's surprised, unbelievable and inquiring expressions, ignored Huo Zhongqiu's words, and turned her gaze to Ji Wushe.

"Brother, you are in such a mess."

The smiling tone was filled with a hint of teasing.

"........."

Ji Wushe opened his mouth wide, as if he was completely stunned and didn't react at all.

…After a moment, he felt his eyes slightly moist.

[Owner! ]

The urgent sound of falling snow rang out as Ji Wushe fell unconsciously.

'Shuh! '

The Jinghong Sword pierced the sky, lifted him up and slowly landed on the ground, and then returned to its master.

"Brother, take a break."

Xiao Luowu met Huo Zhongqiu's gaze and said, "It's my turn to deal with him."

"Insanity!"

Huo Zhongqiu snorted coldly.

Although he was surprised by Xiao Luowu's "resurrection", she was still nothing in his eyes.

"Ten thousand swords like flowers."

Using the same sword moves, the fire dragon wrapped around the Jinghong Sword in Xiao Luowu's hand suddenly expanded, and along with the thousands of sword shadows, it roared towards Huo Zhongqiu.

Huo Zhongqiu showed disdain: "Same trick, old man——"

The contemptuous tone stopped abruptly.

Because the fire dragon easily penetrated the black fog in front of him and enveloped him directly.

"impossible!"

There was horror in his eyes, and the next moment he was swallowed by the fire dragon.

"Buzz..."

"ah!!!--"

Huo Zhongqiu screamed in pain.

The fire suddenly lit up, and in the midst of the deep red burning flames, Xiao Luowu glanced below.

"What about the child with Kagerou?"

Xue Xingzhi silently added fuel to the fire.

The flames shot up into the sky and lasted for a long time.

However, in the firelight, Huo Zhongqiu disappeared, leaving only a few wisps of black mist in the center of the flames.

"Is he dead?"

Xue Xingzhi couldn't help but ask.

"This is not."

Xiao Luowu shook his head. "After all, I have lived for thousands of years, so I have many ways to escape."

"......oh."

Xue Xingzhi responded sullenly, and suddenly turned around and saluted Xiao Luowu, "Disciple Xue Xingzhi, greetings to the great-grandmaster."

"Hi."

Xiao Luowu pinched his face curiously and excitedly, "I'm actually the great-grandmaster..."

Xue Xingzhi endured it silently, and interrupted whenever he could: "Master uncle, my master and another master uncle can't hold on any longer."

"Oh yes."

Xiao Luowu quickly put down her evil hands.