For the peace of the fairy world

The loose man smiled deeply, "I came here to avenge Elder Lou."

Fang Huai was startled and said, "You...you are from Yuejiao?"

"You really know." Sanren pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, "I collected the body of Elder Lou and cast the soul searching technique on him. You were the last person he saw before he died. Although I don't know why you didn't take the 'Tianxianbao Tell the head of Kunlun truthfully what you saw in the environment, but if you speak more, it will be a disaster in the end."

Fang Huai couldn't help but shudder when he heard him say 'soul search'.

The soul of a monk is like a candle lamp. When alive, the light is bright, but after death, the light is weak, lingering near the body.The soul search technique used on dead monks is like snuffing out that weak candle, so that the dead will be tortured again.

This person doesn't even release his own accomplices, and his methods are so cruel that he really deserves the reputation of the demon cultivator.

The man smiled and said: "Okay, I've finished explaining everything." He walked towards Fang Huai, "I advise you to wait for death in peace, if you do more unnecessary struggles, you will suffer a lot."

Fang Huai opened his mouth and lowered his head.In that way, it seems that he has indeed given up struggling.

The man was very satisfied and said: "That's right. Don't worry, I will slash your neck with this magic blade, and you will immediately lose your mind and soul, and it will only hurt for a while."

As he spoke, he raised his dagger horizontally and wiped it towards Fang Huai's neck.

When the blade was only a few inches away from Fang Huai, suddenly a light flashed between the two of them, and a bronze chain tightly bound Moxiu's hand and kept tightening it.

Moxiu screamed, but within a breath, the chains strangled one of his hands, and the severed limb fell to the ground together with the magic blade.

Moxiu stared at his broken arm, then looked at Fang Huai, but laughed wildly: "It seems that you are going to die in an ugly way!"

As he spoke, he drew out the short sword again with the other hand, and this time, instead of slowly walking over like teasing the prey, he got close to Fang Huai instantly and cut at his neck.

But I heard a "boom".This time, the magic sword was blocked by something again.

Moxiu took a few steps back, and saw Fang Huai holding a long sword. The blade was narrow and thin, humming non-stop, and had a strange and gorgeous color.

Moxiu's eyes flashed and he said: "It's actually a 'red silk'. Li Chiying is really willing to give the sword to a son who is not even a cultivator."

Li Chiying had beheaded countless demon cultivators with his sword back then, and he used this "red silk" sword, so this sword is also well-known in the demon world, and many demon cultivators turn pale when they talk about it.

The sword has been with its master for a long time, and it has formed a sword intent, so Li Chiying gave it to Fang Huai, hoping to keep him safe in a critical moment.

"Such a good sword is in the hands of a yellow-mouthed kid, it's a waste of money." Moxiu sneered, "Why don't you give it to me..."

Fang Huai lifted the tip of the sword slightly, pointing it at Moxiu, and said, "If you want it, come and try it."

"Overreaching..." Moxiu's eyes flickered with madness, and he stepped forward again. The magic sword vibrated and let out a painful groan, which was the sigh of the soul who was tortured and killed by the master of the magic sword.

Fang Huai held the sword in one hand and put the other in his sleeve. After setting up the barrier, there was a "click" in the sleeve.

The barrier covered with cracks was completely shattered after being pierced by the magic sword.

In an instant, Fang Huai's left chest was pierced half an inch by the magic sword, and the hidden arrow shot from the mechanism in his sleeve also pierced Moxiu's right shoulder.

There was a cold sore on the chest, like being pierced into the heart by thin vines, crawling continuously along the blood vessels.

Missed.

These words flashed through Fang Huai's mind, his heart seemed to be gripped by a big hand, and the beating became slower and slower.

And after his back arrow pierced into the opponent's right shoulder, it only delayed for a second before piercing into his heart.

Fang Huai fell backwards, bent his fingers, pulled the lock, and shot a second shot from behind, but a trace of regret welled up in his heart.

The first blow missed the opponent's heart, and he was already at a disadvantage.Although the power of the magic weapon is strong, it does not rely on external spiritual power to operate, but is driven by the consumption of the primordial spirit of the person using the magic weapon.Ordinary monks can use the spiritual power accumulated in the body to repair the primordial spirit, and at the same time activate the spiritual weapon.

And his body is like a net, it can't capture the spiritual power like flowing water at all, so he can only make up for it by taking pills, but no matter how many and high-quality pills, for his low-level bones, it will get twice the result with half the effort .Not to mention that it caused such a huge consumption of Yuanshen in just a few moments, and the replenishment of spiritual power could not keep up with this speed.

The two rounds are already close to the limit, beyond this limit, it is unknown how his mortal body will be damaged.

The second shot from the back was accurate this time, but there was no way to kill the opponent immediately.On the contrary, it was him, after the two hidden arrows were fired, the blood in his whole body flowed backwards frantically, squeezing the little vitality left in his body.

He is not a monk, if the body is gone, the soul will dissipate immediately.

Fang Huai crushed the soul nourishing pill under the base of his tongue.This elixir is said to be able to gather the soul of a monk so that it will not dissipate so quickly after the death of the body, but for him, whether it can play the desired effect is still unknown.

From the failure of the first shot to the shooting of the second arrow, no matter how painful the body and soul were, that trace of regret was always lingering in his heart.

This was the closest he had ever been to death in his life in this world.

In fact, if he died like this, then the survival of the fairy world has nothing to do with him, right?Maybe he would be able to return to the original world after dying like this. He should feel relaxed, but his parents... Fang Huai blinked.At this moment, he finally understood that his remorse stemmed from his inability to protect the person he wanted to protect.

Parents are, and so is Yu Xiao.

His feeling for Yu Xiao is not just to save him for his own sake, he has already regarded him as a kind of relative, even if he still hides his secret from Yu Xiao, Yu Xiao also has feelings for him reserve.

So he can't die.

These thoughts just flashed through his mind quickly, and the instant epiphany never caused the slightest hesitation in his fingers on the mechanism.

The magic sword was still half an inch away from the chest, because it was blocked by a force—this was the last chance.

A few hours ago, after he escaped from Yushu's hoof, he fed himself snow bone ginseng, the most precious medicinal material in the immortal family, which can protect the heart veins.But judging from the current situation of the magic sword piercing into his heart, Snow Bone Ginseng can only resist for a short while, enough for him to aim at the opponent's vitals for a short while.

Before the effect of the Snow Bone Ginseng wears off, he must let go of his arrow.And once the effectiveness wears off, will his physical body be reduced to ashes due to excessive load?

Fang Huai didn't think any more, just waited calmly.

The vine-like demonic energy eroded the twitching heart, thinning the medicinal power of Snow Bone Ginseng a little bit.Until the last layer of protection is about to be pierced.The wrench in his hand was consuming spiritual energy at a perceivable speed, catching the figure of the opponent, his teeth seemed to be bleeding from biting.

Right now!

The "red silk" sword fell to the ground with a clang, and he fell to his knees completely exhausted, his arms convulsed due to excessive tension, but neither the imagined pain nor the loss of consciousness occurred.

—because he didn't shoot the third arrow.

The strong, sweet smell of blood was still coming out of his mouth, and the sword that should have been on his chest fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

Fang Huai raised his head and heard the "clack" sound from the dying man's throat.

In the scene in front of him that he couldn't see, Mo Xiu, who could have killed him by pushing his sword half an inch, was lying on his back with his eyes wide open. Around the limbs, the skin was chapped and bleeding, and the whole body was like a crushed stone, cracked from the inside out.

Fang Huai stared blankly at the front, and suddenly felt something in his body. He tore off the half of the jade pendant from his neck. Although he couldn't see it, he clearly felt that the jade pendant with a smooth surface and warm tentacles was breaking apart, like a broken piece of jade pendant. Like porcelain, with a crisp sound, it became a few pieces.

Is this thing protecting him?

Fang Huai carefully folded his palms, the magic cultivator on the ground was already out of breath, he tried to get up with the other hand, but fell to the ground instead.

Both physically and mentally exhausted.At this moment, Fang Huai finally felt the loss of consciousness. He held the pieces of broken jade tightly, even though his hands were cut by the sharp edges of the pieces and blood spilled from his fingers, he did not relax a bit.

He passed out just like that.And the blood on his hand soaked through the shattered jade, and the little blood that was originally sealed in the jade pendant also mixed with Fang Huai's blood and dripped to the ground.

A slight "click" awakened the long-silent seal on the island.

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In the stone chamber of Taizhen Palace, the closed stone chamber door was blasted open with vigor.

Yu Xiao walked up the tunnel and quickly walked into the main hall.The moonlight entered the window, and the shadow of the hem of the black robe moved hurriedly on the ground.

Behind the motionless bead curtain, a speck of light fell on the seat, and then countless similar spots of light formed the figure of a woman.

"Can't sit still after only two months?" Yin Menghe's voice floated in the hall.

Yu Xiao stopped and turned around and said, "Yupei's spiritual sense suddenly became extremely weak in response."

"Oh? What kind of trouble did that kid encounter?" Yin Menghe asked, "Even if he is in trouble, as long as he still wears that piece of jade, nothing will happen to him, right?"

"The jade is broken."

"Broken? So it can't be sensed?"

"Even if it's broken, the induction shouldn't be weakened." Yu Xiao looked thousands of miles away through the window. "I only know that someone is going to kill him. But that person is already dead, and his life is not in danger. For some reason, after the jade is broken, the echo suddenly becomes very weak. I can only know that he is still alive. The position, the voice... are all similar Something in the barrier is blocking it."

"Oh?" Yin Menghe frowned, thinking: "Where was he before the induction weakened?"

"Dipping southeast."

"Did you find Dongnanqing so quickly?" Yin Menghe was very surprised, straightened up and said, "Are you sure it is Dongnanqing?"

"There is Yu Shu on the island, so it should be unmissable."

"Oh, that annoying beast." Yin Menghe leaned back in his chair and said. "Then you don't have to worry. Although I don't know why, it's probably because the barrier on the island recognized the kid and brought him into the center of the island."

Yu Xiao's eyes darkened and said, "Then why can't I sense him?"

Yin Menghe glanced at him and said: "The previous owner of that island was not easy to mess with. You may not be able to penetrate even ten of the barriers he set up."

A woman like Yin Menghe whose eyes are above her head doesn't even look down on the thousand-year-old elders in Kunlun. It's hard to know what kind of cultivation it is to be able to be judged by her as "not easy to mess with".

"But now there is only one bitch living on that island." When Yin Menghe said this, she seemed to be gnashing her teeth, "Like her master to be a gentleman, and anyone who is brought into the center of the island by the enchantment will have no grievances or enmity. I will do it, so you can rest assured."

She seemed to be thinking of some bad memories, and her body disappeared behind the bead curtain, leaving only one sentence: "I want to break into the island and bring people back. Let's talk about it after you break through the seventh floor."

Yu Xiao stood alone in the hall, staring at the deserted moon outside the window for a long time, then slowly walked towards the underground stone chamber.