The deity is not happy

Luo Xinglei can be regarded as a person with some talent in the way of swordsmanship, but he has spent too much time on improving his strength and cultivating his portable ghost fire. Swordsmanship... In Pei Nuo's opinion, there has been no progress compared with him back then.

At least he didn't catch Han Xu's several flaws, and he missed the chance to hurt Han Xu several times.

It seems that after going back this time... it is necessary to train the bitch's swordsmanship well, so that he will not be idle all day doing things.

Emperor Zun secretly made up his mind.

Luo Xinglei didn't know his unlucky future, he frowned slightly, and swung one sword after another.

In fact, the Han Xu in front of him is indeed the most powerful opponent he has ever met. Although he looks like he has boundless strength, his swordsmanship is rough and there is nothing to worry about.

However, only when you really fight with him will you find out how difficult he is.

Every time he swung his sword, it was obvious that he was about to stab him, but when it came to the critical moment, he would always be shocked by something, his hand shook slightly, and he went around appropriately.

Once or twice was a coincidence, after many times Luo Xinglei had already confirmed that this Han Xu must be proficient in some secret art of body protection or carrying a magic weapon for body protection.

The Venerable's spiritual power is vast and inexhaustible.

Luo Xinglei and Han Xu fought from the middle of the sun to the west of the sun. Everyone in the Red Sandalwood Sect waited anxiously for the result and waited for a long time, but there was still no winner.

But Pei Nuo has already seen that Luo Xinglei is now at the end of his battle.The continuous swinging of the sword has already caused his arms to feel tingling, and his figure is not as elegant as it was at the beginning. On the other hand, Han Xu obviously uses big sword moves that consume a lot of spiritual and physical energy, but He still looked as usual, even with a slight smile on his lips.

The body of the alien species in the night is really different from that of ordinary people.

Seeing Di Zun so flustered, I really wish I could rush up and replace him with my body.

Finally, Luo Xinglei seemed to be really tired, his hand slipped slightly, and a small gap appeared in the originally fine and seamless sword wind.

Although only a small one.

If you were an ordinary person, even if you found it, you would not be able to catch it.

But who is Han Xu? As soon as he sent the black sword, the black night barrier attached to it appeared and walked through the small gap.

Jian Feng and Heiye Barrier all rushed towards Luo Xinglei.

Luo Xinglei was born with a fire body, and the night barrier was useless to him, but the extremely sharp sword wind still drew heavy sword marks on his body.

The sword marks were extremely thin, but countless sword intents drilled towards his wound, and severe pain invaded his body immediately.

Luo Xinglei couldn't help but groaned, his face turned pale, and he took a step back.

"Honorable seat!" At this time, everyone in the Red Sandalwood Sect could already tell who had the upper hand. Seeing Luo Xinglei was injured, their faces changed drastically.

Luo Xinglei was injured, and the power of his sword suddenly weakened. How could Han Xu let go of such a good opportunity? He swung his long sword, and the huge black sword was swift like the wind in an instant, heading straight for Luo Xinglei's heart. To stab.

A sword pierces through the heart.

A smug smile appeared on Han Xu's handsome face.

However, in the next second, everyone in the Red Sandalwood Sect exclaimed.

The smile on Han Xu's face froze.

Because behind Han Xu, there was an identical Luo Xinglei holding another sword expressionlessly, stabbing towards his back.

The tip of the sword flicked, and the sky was full of rays of light.

It is indeed Emperor Zun's Bright Light Sword.

This...what's the situation!

The bright light sword is so sharp, it hit Han Xu's heart, but Luo Xinglei's face changed in the next second.

Because he noticed that there was a force in Han Xu's heart, which was continuously consuming the spiritual energy on the Mingguang Sword. Mingguang is a famous ancient sword, so naturally it will not be easily damaged, but this is also very remarkable.

What the hell is this...!

A ruthless look appeared on Han Xu's face, and he struck Luo Xinglei viciously with both palms. Luo Xinglei drew out his light sword and quickly returned to defense.

But he was just a blindfold.

With the drawing of the bright light sword, he quickly turned into a cloud of black mist and fled into the distance.

And a faint voice came: "Wuji Immortal Zun promises a great reputation, but he is just a despicable villain who does not use popular means. Today's revenge, I, Han Xu, will avenge it in the future!"

what?

This man is still shameless.

If you can't beat them, just say they use tricks!

So angry.

Everyone in the Red Sandalwood School was indignant in their hearts.

But Luo Xinglei held the light sword, but stood still and did not pursue him.

At the same time, his "clone body" that was just stabbed by Han Xu stood up towards him, and then quickly merged into his body.

Luo Xinglei shook his body.

Then he turned around slowly, and said to the group of people with no expression on his face: "Han Xu has been seriously injured by me. This injury hurts his heart, and it will not heal for thousands of years. You can relax."

The crowd was silent for a while, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers.

They knew that they were the most powerful people in the world, and those Han Xu were just soft-legged shrimps who were rampant for a while.

Of course, this soft-legged shrimp still has some strength, able to entangle them for so long.

Just as they were thinking this way, they saw Luo Xinglei looking at Pei Nuo and asking: "As a teacher, I deliberately delayed the time to deal with him, and used all the sword techniques once, do you understand?"

Pei Nuo: "..."

Everyone suddenly realized that they said why Zunzuo had to fight that Han Xu for so long. It turned out that Han Xu was not too strong, but Zunzuo intended to use him to teach his disciples.

Zunzuo is indeed the most powerful.

Although Pei Nuo really wanted to slap this bitch to death, under the eyes of everyone, he could only raise the corners of his lips and said in a harmonious voice: "I understand, thank you, Master!"

Thank you, Master!

Luo Xinglei hummed with some satisfaction, then kicked the Cang Qiong Sword, who was pretending to be dead, at his feet, pulled Pei Nuo, and sent the Cang Qiong Sword back to the sect.

The battle was over, even the honorable seats were gone, and everyone hurried back to the sect with their swords.

After returning to the Red Sandalwood Palace, the palace people were dismissed.

Luo Xinglei's expression suddenly changed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood was extremely black in color, faintly looking like a night barrier.

Pei Nuo frowned.

Knowing that Luo Xinglei might be defeated by Han Xu's sword, Pei Nuo approached An Lin early to ask Han Xu's flaws, and then decided on the current plan, but Luo Xinglei was still injured.

Then, Pei Nuo's face changed drastically.

If Luo Xinglei only vomited such a mouthful of blood, it means that although he was slightly injured, he was basically fine.

But after spitting out this mouthful of blood, he spit out mouthfuls of blood one after another.

Moreover, the color of the blood stains was jet black, yet it did not fade at all.

Pei Nuo clasped his wrist, sent a stream of spiritual energy in, and checked his situation.

A jet of black black energy was rushing around Luo Xinglei's body, Luo Xinglei was born with a fire body, and when this black energy touched his internal organs, it was like meeting a natural enemy, and was quickly wiped out.

But a steady stream of black air is growing.

Destroy, breed.Destroy, breed.

How could Luo Xinglei feel better after so many repetitions.

After he vomited dozens of mouthfuls of blood, his face was pale, without a trace of blood on his face, his ice green eyes were moist, and he looked like he was dying.

He couldn't stop wrapping his hands and feet around Pei Nuo, and muttered in his mouth: "Master, Master, I'm cold, I'm so cold."

Pei Nuo was really distressed, Luo Xinglei had a fire-type physique, his body was usually as hot as a big furnace, but now he was actually cold.

He hugged Luo Xinglei tightly, and the spiritual energy in his body poured in without money, intending to dispel the black energy and eliminate the coldness for him.

However no effect.

Luo Xinglei kept yelling coldly over and over again, his lips turned pale, and his teeth trembled.

Pei Nuo quickly ordered someone to call He Shuncheng.

Without Huang Yuelin, He Shuncheng is the most skilled medical practitioner in the entire Red Sandalwood Sect.

He Shuncheng's practice of medicine focuses on strange ways, so he has studied some special poisons more deeply than Huang Yuelin.

Seeing him like this, Pei Nuo's expression turned even worse, and he said coldly, "What's the matter?"

He Shuncheng looked troubled: "Qi Shaojun, the black energy in Zunzuo's body is probably not ordinary. I have read medical books all over the place, but I don't know what it is. Fortunately, Zunzuo is born with a fire body. Although the black energy is rampant, it will not hinder you for a while."

It's okay for a while, so how long?

Luo Xinglei's skin felt cold under him, but Pei Nuo's heart was colder than his.

In the original story, Luo Xinglei just slept for ten years, but now his life is in danger?

As if feeling Pei Nuo's sorrow, Luo Xinglei rubbed against him again, complaining in a daze: "Master, Master, Master, I'm cold."

He Shuncheng: "...!"

Emperor Zun has lost his vest for many years, and he has long been accustomed to this matter.What's more, now that Luo Xinglei is seriously ill, he has no time to take care of him.

He didn't care whether He Shuncheng was shocked or had other thoughts in his heart, so he hurriedly called Anlin.

Now only An Lin, who may know the cure.

After An Lin arrived at the Red Sandalwood Palace, he checked Luo Xinglei's situation up and down, seeing that he was completely devoid of blood, his body was icy cold, and his eyes were tightly closed, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then said: " Emperor Zun, the appearance of your seat seems to be poisoned by the black rose."

Although He Shuncheng was still in shock and questioning Pei Nuo's identity, he couldn't help but look up at An Lin when he heard what An Lin said.

Eyes with surprise.

He searched all over the medical books, but he couldn't figure out what happened to Zunzuo?

Why did this young girl just glance at it before making an assertion.

Could it be that he is now so helpless that he is even worse than a yellow-haired girl?

"The poison of the black rose?" Pei Nuo was taken aback, "What is that?"