Fire and theft prevention

Li Yan Venerable Meng Ji was defenseless, but the Underworld Butterfly Sword was stuck between the shoulder blade and the back muscle, unable to advance an inch.Meng Ji didn't even shed much blood, he bent his strong arm back, and caught Huo Wei with his backhand.

Huo Wei had no choice but to draw his sword and land on the ice field not far away.

The three attendants got up in shock and stood in front of Meng Ji one after another.One of the men in black knelt down on the ice, kowtowed and said, "Forgive me for not being aware of the enemy's situation, please fight the thief, and take the blame..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Ji said: "Apologize with death. I will personally meet this little thief."

The attendant who kowtowed had no doubts, and pierced his dantian like a sword with his hand, killing him on the spot.The other two attendants didn't say a word, and quickly retreated, leaving the battlefield to Venerable Liyan.

"The evil seed left by the Huo family in Liang Qu?" Meng Ji recognized his face, "I am too lazy to deal with an ant, but the ant came to me."

"You have such a beautiful face, the deity killed it..." He twisted his neck and thought for a while, "230 four people. As for the last one, you helped me kill it."

He looked at the Underworld Butterfly Sword in Huo Wei's hand, and said provocatively, "It seems very satisfying to use the gift from the deity so quickly."

In the wind and snow, Huo Wei didn't seem to have heard these provocations, he clenched the Nether Butterfly Sword tightly, gathered all the power of his body, and attacked Meng Ji again.

His swordsmanship was nimble and fast without losing its sharpness, leaving an afterimage in the ice and snow, even Meng Ji, whose cultivation level was two steps higher than his, could not completely avoid it.

Meng Ji wiped the blood that was flowing out of the muscles in his neck, and smiled angrily.

"Small tricks!" He said, "Do you think that blocking the hearing and hurting the deity's throat can seal the power speech technique?"

The monstrous devilish energy mixed into the wind and snow, sweeping across the entire ice field.The ubiquitous devilish energy invaded from the skin of Huo Wei's whole body, breaking through his consciousness.

Whether it's the Yaocao that abandons the devil, or Mengji's laughter, they are nothing but the introduction of poison.What the power word technique really needs is a cracked state of mind and a demonic energy that can invade the soul.

The revenge of the extermination of the clan is still in front of our eyes, the dead parents, the masters on Mount Gaotu, and more, every smile of a person.

The devilish energy soon penetrated into his soul following his riddled state of mind.

Huo Wei bit the tip of his tongue to resist the aggression, but his mind became more and more chaotic.He could clearly see Meng Ji's attack route in his eyes, but his dull body was not under his control.

The heavy fist and hammer fell, and Huo Weizhi's sword, which fell to the ground, whirled away, narrowly dodging the fist wind.Under the impact of the huge hammer, the ice field suddenly opened a crack in the ice, countless ice balls and flying snow fell into the crack, and disappeared into the bottomless abyss.

To make matters worse, the fire aura was no longer under his control and leaked out of the body like a torrent.In less than ten rounds, he was punched flying due to the exhaustion of his aura, and he choked out two mouthfuls of blood.

Meng Ji could completely control his consciousness, even if he ordered Huo Wei to hang himself on the spot, it would not take much effort.But he enjoys the hopelessness of the Avengers' powerlessness, and just plays around like a cat and a dog.

Suddenly, the tips of his ears twitched, and he grinned and said, "What's the festival today? One or two are here to seek death. Those who are in the stage of transforming gods are fine, why are people in the late stage of Nascent Soul coming to join in the fun?"

Huo Wei shrank his pupils, turned his head stiffly, and looked at the moon-white figure in the depths of the wind and snow.

"The Venerable's 'Power Words' is well-known in Kyushu, so I came to experience it."

The man spoke with a mellow voice, which was different from what Huo Wei had expected.

Moreover, he walked lightly that night with drug in his mouth. At that time, Qing Jia was still sound asleep. Even if he woke up and found something strange, he should not be able to catch up to here...

Meng Ji seemed to be amused by his boldness, he laughed wildly, the laughter shook the sky, and the whole ice field trembled.

"Interesting, really interesting." He said, "Since that's the case, let this little bug play with you."

While Meng Ji said this, his laughter was still echoing in the ice field, like a demon.Huo Wei's ears burst into blood, his headache was splitting, his eyes suddenly turned black, and he yelled in pain!

"Go, kill him!" Meng Ji ordered.

Huo Wei raised his head, his eyes were dark, and he slashed at Mu Qingjia with a sword.

Mu Qingjia was familiar with his junior's swordsmanship, so he could have dodged it lightly, but he pretended to be inexperienced and narrowly avoided that sword strike.While using the five-element talisman, he pretended to be invincible, and at the same time faintly lured him to fall towards the ice crevasse.

When the time came, Mu Qingjia entangled the tip of the Butterfly Sword with a magic weapon, pretended to make a mistake, and fell into the crevice of ice with Huo Weiyi.

The two rolled into a ball in the air, Mu Qingjia had already spotted a raised ice platform, and dragged Huo Wei to land on the ice.

Then he raised his throat and let out a scream.

The crevice in the ice is dark and dull, and it is also covered by the wind and snow. Even a powerful person in the transformation stage can only see it vaguely.Meng Ji saw the two fall, heard the sound of the crash and the scream of the baby, and saw the distressed appearance of the two through the flames, so he let go of his guard.

"Heaven has the virtue of being good at life." He said with a grin, "Today, whoever can defeat the other and climb up this ice field, I will let him go."

Mu Qingjia felt a little relieved, but still didn't dare to neglect, pretended to be rolling and crawling, crying out in pain, really embarrassed.He focused his attention on the line of sight shot down from above the ice field, but he didn't notice that Huo Wei still had some strength left, he didn't notice it for a while, and suddenly his neck was hot.

He came back to his senses and turned slightly sideways, but the side of his neck was still scratched by the Underworld Butterfly Sword, and a piece of flesh was cut off.Mu Qingjia was caught off guard, revealing her original voice, and truly cried out in pain.

Under the light of the golden flame, a large amount of blood spurted out and sprinkled drippingly on the transparent ice layer, which was dazzling.

Seeing this, Meng Ji completely put aside his suspicions, and didn't bother to watch them fight.

Although Huo Wei was manipulated by the power words technique, hearing the groan|groan, his dark pupils trembled violently.The last ray of fire left by the Hades Butterfly Sword went out and plunged into the ice layer.

He tremblingly said: "...Qing..."

Mu Qingjia pressed the wound on the neck with one hand to use the healing technique, and stuffed the second half of Huo Wei's words in her mouth with the other hand.Fortunately, the howling wind did not reach Meng Ji's ears.

Even so, he still didn't dare to neglect, took out the small phonograph that he used to play in the past, and started to play the fighting sounds recorded in advance.

Then he noticed the wound on his neck.

The younger brother didn't cut too deep, it didn't kill him.The wound stopped bleeding quickly in the freezing and burning, leaving behind an ugly wound.

With blood on his hands, he quickly drew runes on the Underworld Butterfly Sword while Huo Wei was struggling mentally, and said in his original voice in his ear: "I can help you get out of the control of power words and kill Mengji, You listen carefully."

Huo Wei's eyes gradually became cloudy again, a line of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, it was he who bit the tip of his tongue again.

Seeing this, Mu Qingjia felt sour, and said softly: "Wake up. Your senior brother, junior sister and apprentice are all waiting for you to go home."

Huo Wei's eyes were a little firmer, and he silently called his name.

Mu Qingjia quickly said: "The principle of power words is to use emotional breakdown as a guide, and use magic energy to attack the soul, pollute the conscious soul, and thus control the body."

He organized his language and said: "The soul exists in the body | body. When casting the natal spirit sword, the invisible thing you feel being stripped into the sword is your soul."

"But it was just a wisp at that time. What you have to do now is to find out the consciousness that is polluted by the devilish energy, and then put it all into the sword." He said, "Just like when casting a sword."

Under Mu Qingjia's runes, the Underworld Butterfly Sword can resist the invasion of demonic energy, so as long as it enters the sword, it can dispel the control of power words.

Huo Wei seemed to understand what he said, and he closed his eyes and put his consciousness into the sword.But within half a stick of incense, he retracted his consciousness without a teacher and opened his eyes again.

It was the first time for him to divide his soul, and he did it too urgently, the soul and body were difficult to fit together, so his whole body was weak, and only the support of the Underworld Butterfly Sword prevented him from completely falling down.

"Qing..." He said hoarsely again.

Knowing that he was fully awake, Mu Qingjia changed his voice again, pretending to be angry and said: "What's so clear and muddy, I saved you, but what are you doing just calling other people's names?"

Huo Wei frowned, he seemed to hear his senior brother's voice when he lost his mind, but now he was not sure.The voice, appearance and appearance of this person in front of him are very different from Mu Qingjia's, the cold fragrance is strong and strong, and the original taste cannot be distinguished.

"Dare to ask the name of the immortal friend." He said in a deep voice.

"Yanshi." Mu Qingjia said, "Although my cultivation base is low, I have a secret technique that can overcome power speech. Mengji will be half weak without power speech. I wanted to come here to kill him to gain fame, but it happened by chance hit you."

"I'm going to kill him with my own hands." Huo Wei held his sword and said.

"It's up to you?" Mu Qingjia looked him up and down, "If I hadn't appeared, you would have been hit by the Power Words spell just now, and you were at his mercy."

Huo Wei frowned, remained silent, and only stared at him with eyes full of anger.

"You were injured." Huo Wei said, "My flame has the ability to shatter. If there is a fierce fight, the wound will burst and you will die with blood."

"Who said I'm going to kill someone with this body?" Mu Qingjia smiled, "But you're right about one thing—without your help, I can't kill Mengji by myself. Please help me."

"I would like to hear the details." Huo Wei said cautiously.

Mu Qingjia took out a tiger-shaped wooden carving full of runes from the jade ring, and said: "I will possess the soul of consciousness on it, and use the power of heaven and earth to fight against Mengji. During this period, my body I will lose consciousness and need you to protect me."

Huo Wei said expressionlessly: "Are you not afraid that I will kill your body and take away your fame?"

Mu Qingjia thought, of course he knows the character of the younger brother, but he said: "This is your only choice. Mengji is dead, you and I agreed to pay half of the merits to Fuyu Water Pavilion; if you kill me halfway, And I can't stand Mengji's power words, so be careful of the loss of life and fame."

"...Okay." Huo Wei said.

He is still dubious in his heart, after all, it is impossible to say that it is impossible to go from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Transformation God Stage.But just like what Yanshi said, this is his only choice to survive, so he can only believe him.

This Yanshi may have some heaven-level magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

Huo Wei watched coldly as the man closed his eyes and slowly fell down as if he had fallen asleep.At the same time, the tiger-shaped wood carving in his hand continued to elongate and transformed into a tiger with white eyes and white eyes.

This white tiger has broad shoulders and a wide neck, a thin waist and nine striped tails protruding from the back of its thighs.The tiger's tail whipped continuously like a python's whip, and a tiger's mouth was regenerated at each end, baring its fangs.

There is a god in Kunlun, with the body of a tiger and nine tails, he is called Lu Wu.

This strange beast is the wildest wood carving of Yanshi, and it was obtained by him after he ascended to the Kunlun Mountains and lived with Lu Wu in the same cave as the sword venerable.

Huo Wei stared at Lu Wu's icy blue eyes, except for killing and brutality, there were no other emotional fluctuations, which were quite different from Mu Qingjia's always full of affection.

Now, he finally confirmed that Yanshi was not Mu Qingjia, and also confirmed that Yanshi was indeed sure to defeat Mengji.

Lu Wu staggered his eyes, inserted the tiger's claws into the ice wall like barbs, and rushed upwards at top speed.

In an instant, the roar of the tiger and the roar of Meng Ji exploded on the top of the ice cliff.

The man named Yanshi was lying on the ice, his face was pale, his body curled up slightly, showing a bit of fragility.The blood spurted from his neck just now seeped into the ice layer, dyeing a large bright red crabapple flower.The black hair was scattered on the ground, entangled with the crabapple flower.

There was another deafening tiger roar, the ice field trembled violently, and the platform they were on began to slope downward.Huo Weiyi inserted his sword into the ice to stabilize his figure, seeing Yanshi slipping down, he grabbed his skirt.

Unexpectedly, although that Yanshi was carrying a lot of treasures, he was wearing the usual coarse cloth of the people, which instantly fell apart.

Huo Wei frowned, and it was difficult to use the talisman due to lack of aura, so he grabbed his waist.

The moment he finished this action, there was another loud bang, the platform they were standing on collapsed, and the ice cracks began to close in the middle.

Huo Wei hangs on the Underworld Butterfly Sword with one hand, and there is an empty abyss under his feet.

He clenched his teeth, kicked into the ice with pure physical strength, and then fixed it at a stable downward angle like a shovel, then exchanged kicks with his legs, holding the Butterfly Sword in his right arm to stabilize his body With his left arm around the unconscious Yanshi, he climbed up as fast as possible.

However, the sky failed, and the ice crevice closed suddenly before he reached the ground, freezing the two of them under the ice layer.

Huo Wei used up the last trace of fire energy to melt the ice around him, leaving behind a narrow ice cave that could only fit two people.

The sound of the fierce battle above was completely isolated, and they were frozen in an ice cave that was not as good as the sky and not as good as the ground, as if they were isolated from the world.

Yanshi lowered his head and squeezed against his chest, his cheeks were scalding hot from his body temperature, but his back, hands and feet were as cold as iron.

Under the extreme cold and blood loss, the airflow is blocked, and without the control of the spiritual energy by the soul, his breath is getting weaker and weaker, almost undetectable.

"Hey." Huo Wei was inexplicably flustered, and patted his face, "Don't die."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yanshi opened his eyes and looked at him ignorantly.Then, as if he was looking for a heat source, but also as if he was attached, he slowly rubbed against her and curled his whole body into his arms.

Huo Wei was caught by that look, and was a little lost, forgetting to avoid his approach, and his hand happened to fall on Yanshi's waist.

When he came back to his senses, he felt that the sense of touch was very similar to that of that brief night.

His pupils moved slightly, and he groped towards Yanshi's cheek, finding the trace of the disguise technique.

——The senior brother told him this kind of trick as a joke, and naturally taught him the way to crack it.

--if……

Huo Wei touched the side of Yanshi's neck, the place where he could crack the disguise technique.

But at this moment, the ice layer very close to him trembled violently.Amidst the sound of breaking the ice, a ray of sky light shot down, and then, the icy sky burst, and the dazzling cold light filled his entire vision.

Nine slender tiger tails penetrated into the deep ice, rolled him and Yanshi, and placed him on the ice field.

The snowstorm has stopped.

From the moment of possessing the spirit to the present, it was only a stick of incense, but Huo Wei felt like a lifetime had passed.

Li Yan Venerable Meng Ji's head maintained a ferocious expression, and fell on the ice, while his body rewarded Baihu's five internal organs.

Lu Wu didn't get much benefit, his body was covered with cuts and bruises, except for a fatal wound on the rib, there were dozens of depressions and bruises left by boxing.

It was still staring at Huo Wei indifferently, and the ice deposited in the Kunlun Snow Mountain for thousands of years was buried in its eyes.

Its tiger head slowly approached the two of them, its hot snout passed over Huo Wei's forehead, and finally landed on Yanshi's heart.

Lu Wu's strong body fell down and scattered into smoke and dust, replaced by Yanshi's awakening.

Only then did Huo Wei remember that he was still hugging this stranger, and after quickly throwing him away, he remembered that he hadn't verified his true identity yet.

Mu Qingjia thumped and gnawed on the ice.

Due to the serious physical injury and exhaustion of the soul, Mu Qingjia got up from the ground very slowly, cursed several times in secret "heartless", and then praised "it's quite innocent", feeling rather complicated.

"Where did the remaining two bastards go?" Huo Wei asked indifferently.

Mu Qingjia knew that he was referring to the two demon attendants, paused, and said, "Eat."

Huo Wei said coldly: "They are lucky."

Mu Qingjia sighed in his heart, and when he turned his head again, he saw Huo Wei was holding a sword, cutting the head into a puddle of flesh in the shadow of the sword, and then put the flesh in a jade bottle, intending to pay homage to his relatives.

Hot blood splashed into his eyes, staining the whites of his eyes red, blooming like poppies, but he never blinked.

This is just the beginning.

Mu Qingjia clutched the wound on her neck, thinking in her heart.

His junior is destined to become the most dazzling flame in the world of cultivating immortals, at the price of blood on his hands.

"Let's go home as soon as possible." He sighed and turned his back. "What about your turbidity, maybe you are still worrying about waiting for you day and night."