I practice ruthless way

Yan Wushu dragged Xiao Man out of the mountain.The mountain collapsed suddenly, the forests fell, the boulders rolled, and the rumbling sound was endless, as if the earth was roaring in anger.

The situation was too ferocious, so he couldn't help but take Xiao Man further away.After the sound was no longer deafening, he stopped and pressed Xiao Man's shoulder, leaned his upper body slightly, stared into his eyes and asked, "Are you all right?"

Xiao Man's mind was not on his own condition, he was still seeing the sacrificial formation made with human blood in the cave, and he was still hearing the crazy words of the monk with the scar on his head, he frowned and thought for a while, let go He raised his head and looked at Yan Wushu:

"Perhaps it's true as he said, destroying the formation, still can't stop the sacrifice...Have you ever heard of the Red Flame Emperor Buddha?"

After all, Yan Wushu is a member of the Taoist sect. Although he has good friends with many Buddhist sects, it is impossible for him to be familiar with all their classics and the gods and Buddhas he has believed in or is still believing in. , to find out.”

They are in a valley, and there is a slowly flowing river in the west. Spring flowers are blooming along the river, and occasionally bees and butterflies can be seen flying in the wind.But when Yan Wushu's voice fell to the ground, the teleportation formation lit up on the river, and the crowd came stepping on the river——

It was the group of practitioners who stayed in the cave, trapped among a dozen or so monks in black robes, their expressions were either nervous or angry or depressed.

Xiao Man's expression changed, Yan Wushu narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Lingguang really deserves his reputation. They alone can't deal with you." The leader held a heavy scripture in his hand, and smiled slightly in the soft and soft morning sun, "But Lord Lingguang really thinks that he still has the power to deal with you." Chance to go out?"

Yan Wushu raised his sword and turned around, also smiled: "I said, why are the people guarding that formation so weak, so it turns out that they are trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain?"

"How about I give you a chance?" The leader said, spreading his left hand upwards, pointing first at Xiao Man, and then pointing at the people behind him: "Give me the white-clothed swordsman behind you, and I will open the restriction. Get you—and them out."

"Exchanging one person for dozens of people is a good deal."

The practitioners in the back reacted differently when they heard his words. Some shook their heads angrily, some said directly, "Damn it, I'm afraid of death?", and some begged with eyes.

And Yan Wushuping raised the sword in his hand, pointing the tip of the sword at him, his expression remained unchanged.

Xiao Man took the initiative to take a step forward, Yan Wushu frowned and raised his hand to stop him.

The leader said "Oh" silently, probably because he thought it was interesting.

Yan Wushu turned his head to look at Xiao Man, and Xiao Man was also looking at him.At this moment, he found that he couldn't understand the meaning expressed in Xiao Man's eyes.Xiao Man's dark eyes were filled with the clear light of the sun, his eyes were fixed on him, and he seemed to be looking at other people through him, he was slightly dazed at first, then smiled, the smile flashed very quickly, as if he was mocking .

But there was no time for him to think carefully, and the leader spoke again.

"Ling Guang-jun is not willing? But our sacrifices have agreed... well, then I can only kill people." Because of his tone of voice changed several times, at first it seemed to be a matter of discussion, but in the middle of the conversation, the words suddenly changed, Laughing almost crazily: "Kill one after another, in front of you. Let's start with this person, he is your Gushan disciple, right?"

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand and pulled a person from among the practitioners in the Guiyuan Realm. This person's robe was bright yellow, and the front and hem were covered with dust. Who else could it be if it wasn't Qu Hanxing?

He put his palm on the top of Qu Hanxing's head, and seeing that he was about to exert force, Qu Hanxing suddenly spat on his face: "I pooh you bald donkey—"

Before the drop was finished, it turned into a low growl unique to beasts, but seeing the brilliance of Qu Hanxing's body, his body suddenly swelled and expanded, turning into a four-legged tiger.

It was a white tiger, with one mouth open, biting the leader's shoulder.At the same time, Biebeilou Hengqin, with a sweeping finger, the sound of the piano surged into waves, sweeping outwards in a fan shape!

The fight was about to start, Yan Wushu's long sword left his hand, and he crossed a distance of tens of feet in an instant, wanting to take the head of the leader.

But told him to avoid it.

Yan Wushu's sword didn't lose momentum, it turned suddenly in the void, and cut off another person's head.

The next moment, he swept into the battle situation, and said to some practitioners who were still in a daze: "Fight back according to the formation last night, don't think too highly of these people, just treat them as high-level monsters."

The realm of the leader is in the upper realm of Taixuan, and the rest of the realms are in the middle realm of Taixuan. Compared with the group that was dealt with in the cave before, their skills are higher. If they have a clear hierarchy, these people are obviously in the upper ranks .There were so many of them, and after killing one, there were still ten left, so it was not easy to deal with them.

But the trainees did not immediately fall into a disadvantage:

When the sound of Bie Beilou's piano sweeps past, even people in the middle of Taixuan can stop it; Qu Hanxing transformed into a demon body, although his realm is a bit lower, but his bones are naturally strong, he stands in front of everyone, letting the bowman hide in front of everyone. Finally, they found a favorable opportunity; Wei Chuyun, Mo Juntian and other Gushan disciples joined hands to form a sword formation, advancing and retreating aggressively; and Xiao Man, seeing the world of mortals flitting and turning among the crowd, in the blink of an eye, Then several people were pulled back from life and death.

But it's not enough just not to lose the wind. If you want to get out alive, you must find a way to kill them, not to fight back or intercept them.

The sound of the wind, the sound of killing, shook the sky.

Sunlight, blood light, dazzling.

Xiao Man glanced over the crowd.Using the real fire of the phoenix will definitely burn these people to death, but the crowd is too mixed, and there are melees everywhere. If the real fire is sent down, it will definitely hurt one's own camp.

but--

What if Yan Wushu controls it?

Xiao Man looked up at Yan Wushu.At this time, Yan Wushu, who was fighting with several people at the same time, happened to look back.

The two look at each other.This time, they both looked at each other.

Xiao Man stepped into the air and sacrificed all the swords in the Qiankun Ring. When his eyes were raised, red lines appeared on his forehead, and flames burst out from the sword.

After a moment, Yan Wushu flew over and took over the control of the dozen or so swords.

With a swipe of the sword, the sword rained down!

The phoenix fire purifies all evil spirits, screams of pain can be heard from all over the world, the battle situation is suddenly reversed, and the experienced practitioners raise their knives and swords to make up for it.

On the bank of the river, the quenched leader who saw the world of mortals piercing through his chest widened his eyes, supported his shaky body, and looked at Yan Wushu and Xiao Man, as if he couldn't believe it, then his expression turned angry, and he raised his finger and said:

"I won't let you go... sacrifices, especially you!"

Then he looked at Changtian, opened his arms, walked a few steps forward shaking, and shouted tremblingly: "My lord, please eat my blood, my soul, believers are willing to use this body as a sacrifice, please come back!"

After finishing speaking, he threw away the heavy Buddhist scripture in his hand, clasped his hands together, and recited an ancient mantra.

Xiao Man's face changed, and he said to Yan Wushu: "Interrupt him!"

There was no need for Xiao Man to remind, Yan Wushu had already drawn out his sword, and the sword light flashed, separating his body and head.

The sword was extremely fast, but the man's head was laughing when it landed.

He didn't need to chant the mantra at all, he was just diverting his attention!

This idea came to Xiao Man's mind, and he saw scarlet rays of light spreading across the sky, and the tangible words on the Buddhist scriptures floated out, turning into invisible power, falling heavily, and hitting everyone's heads.

A piano sound played from Biebei Tower, but the sound stopped abruptly.Qu Hanxing screamed.The situation happened again last night, and the situation is even more serious!I don't know who was the first to lose his mind after hugging his head and screaming, and he raised his sword and slashed at his companion beside him.

Xiao Man didn't have time to form a clear heart seal, and the ringing in his ears kept ringing, which disturbed his mind and nearly collapsed. He needed to control himself with all his heart, and he had no time to care about others.

Time slows down at this moment.Xiao Man casually grabbed a sword and propped himself up in place. He took only one breath, but felt that his whole life was over.

In a daze, a little warm fingertips touched the center of his brow, and then put one hand on his shoulder, and pulled him into his arms.

Those messy sounds disappeared, the pain in the sea of ​​consciousness dissipated, the surrounding sounds all returned to the distance, and the consciousness came back.In the next breath, he heard Yan Wushu call "son" and then said: "It's your turn to play."

As soon as the words came out, a white shadow jumped out from Yan Wushu's sleeve, and landed on the ground, turning into a snow-white elk that was as tall as a person.

It walked a few steps in the crowd of people who were fighting endlessly, flicked its tail, raised its head, and let out a deer cry, resounding through the valley.

The brilliance overflowed from the deer body, spread out like ripples, and gently brushed over everyone in the field.

Gradually, the gloomy scarlet in the sky was dissipated by this piece of holy white. The weapons in everyone's hands fell to the ground, the redness in their eyes receded, and they looked at each other with blank eyes.

Xiao Man turned his head to look, with a slight surprise in his tone, "Hatch... came out?"

"It's already broken, and it's meaningless to stay in it. It's better to let it out. As early as in the Shufeng Building, when it sensed that you were in danger, it was impatient." Yan Wushu snorted and said with a sleeve on his sleeve. Lift, put away the scattered swords.

While speaking, Xiao Man handed him the hand, and then backed away.Yan Wushu gave all these swords to Xiao Man, threw out a piece of rope to tie them, and handed them back to Xiao Man, but Xiao Man refused to accept them.

He had no choice but to reach out to Xiao Man: "Can you stand still? Let me help you? Of course I can hug you..."

Xiao Man evaded without a trace, and went to find Hongchen back.

This time, Fu Zhu appeared too fast, and the chaos did not last long. Although there were injuries, no one died.

Practitioners who regained their sanity came in groups of three or four to thank Xiao Man and Yan Wushu. Yan Wushu waved at them to signal that they don't need it, and walked to his disciples.

Qu Hanxing still maintained his animal form.He blocked too many injuries for everyone, Biebeilou and another doctor helped to treat him, Mo Juntian and Zhang Xiaozhao held him down, preventing him from writhing violently due to too much pain, making it difficult to apply medicine.

Many people also came to thank Qu Hanxing, but Yan Wushu didn't have a deep talk with him at this time, but just patted him on the head.

"What should we do about the restriction?" Xiao Man came to Qu Hanxing, looked at his injuries, stroked the hair on his back, and asked Yan Wushu in a low voice.

Fuzhu came over in a jerk, poking his head at Xiao Man, as if displeased that he cared about another four-legged beast.

Yan Wushu couldn't help laughing when he saw it.He was prepared for the restriction, and after laughing, he said: "I didn't kill that formation cultivator, just use the soul search technique on him."

After speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards the man.

The formation repair was nailed to the stone by Yan Wushu's sword, and his realm was in the middle of Taixuan. The formation method is quite similar to the way of medicine, and it does not depend entirely on the realm.It is not surprising that the formation of the Taixuan Middle Realm is difficult for the Beidou faction to comprehend.

Seeing Yan Wushu approaching, Zhenxiu curled up, stared at him with staring eyes, and said in a low voice: "We will not let you succeed... you people... are destined to be sacrifices to our lord... don't even think about it... The secret realm left..."

Yan Wushu realized what he was going to do with his expression, and immediately made a move.

Unexpectedly, this person's skills were too weird, even if Yan Wushu prevented the spiritual power in his body from retrograde, he also failed to stop him from exploding his flesh and blood into thousands of pieces.