: villain disqualification

Sure enough, Lan Xichen nodded slightly, but he asked hesitantly, "Are you sure?"

After thinking about it for a while, Lan Yumu shook her head resolutely, and said, "I don't want it anymore..."

First, it takes a lot of spiritual power to break such a barrier. Even if Lan Xichen has a high level of cultivation, there is no need to waste it; moreover, the surge of his spiritual power will inevitably attract those evil things. He should not be disturbed, and if he protects the Dharma for him, Lan and Mu think about their poor cultivation, or leave; second, he came to visit someone to ask for help, and when he came, he demolished the door What kind of way to ask for help? !

Lan and Mu gritted their teeth and said, "Master, let's not break it, let's force the barrier...it's time to knock on the door."

When the enchantment is impacted, the caster will definitely feel it.

Lan Xichen looked around, and said, "There are a lot of... evil spirits around, and it's not uncommon for the barrier to vibrate."

Lan and Mu said: "There's no way, then let's attack more violently, it will always make people come out to take a look out of curiosity, right?"

Lan Xichen nodded.

As soon as the two stood up with their swords, Lan and Mu took out the talisman from Qiankun's sleeve and were about to throw it out when Lan Xichen said anxiously, "Wait..."

Lan and Mu paused, and sure enough, they heard a series of abnormal noises around them, as if something had broken through the ground.Lan Xichen frowned slightly, and suddenly rushed towards Lan and Mu: "Be careful..."

Lan and Mu were hugged by his waist for the second time, and his fairy sword fell to the ground with a "bang", and a lightning-like black shadow flashed past where he was standing just now, full of resentment, if it weren't for Lan Xichen made a timely move, heading straight for Lan and Mu's face.

It was too late to take a closer look, and the two of them suddenly found that they were surrounded by huge waves of vicious corpses, evil spirits, and ghosts.

Lan and Mu hurriedly recalled the fairy sword, and jumped out of Lan Xichen's arms. Their spiritual power urged the fairy sword to fly in a circle, first sweeping away the surrounding area, and blocking the evil attack that was a little closer to them.

Lan Xichen dexterously dodged the lightning-fast black shadows with his sword in the air.

Lan and Mu said in horror: "Master... this ghost barrier seems... still a trap?!"

"kindness."

Most of the walking corpses on the ground move slowly, and Lan and Mu can still handle it. Those ghosts and monsters that are as fast as lightning in the air are completely attracted by Lan Xichen. During a full moon, Lan Xichen, who came down from the Jinlin Terrace and resumed the Lan family's uniform after seeing Jin Ling, bathed in the moonlight, flitted from side to side and hid like a flying white butterfly. He has never hunted at night with Lan Xichen, but every time he sees him fighting, he can't help but want to sigh: The ancestor of the Gusu Lan clan... Is it true that you have such high aesthetic requirements as a monk? !

It's just a fight, it's just a fight...

He couldn't count how many times this was the first time he was on the battlefield but looked at Lan Xichen dumbfounded.

Lan Xichen stepped on Shuoyue, but summoned Linzhi, mobilized him with spiritual power, and protected Lan and Mu.

Lan and Mu came back to their senses, and while recalling the fairy sword, they were beheading the walking corpses around them like melons and vegetables, while shouting at Lan Xichen: "Master... I'm fine, leave me alone, take care of yourself side!"

However, Lan Xichen drew the evil spirits in the air farther away from him, stepped on the figure of Shuoyue, and pulled out the cracked ice stuck in his waist. The corpse unconsciously covered its ears and knelt down on the ground.

The sound of cracking ice followed Lan Xichen's figure, which was fighting with the ghost, from far away, nearer, higher and lower.

Slowly, Lan and Mu discovered that the originally swift movements of the evil spirits in the periphery were completely slowed down.All these years, Lan Xichen really... Even so, he never gave up on improving his cultivation.

This is the pride of being the suzerain of the Gusu Lan clan, he also has his own self-esteem and strength.

Lan and Mu Yujian rose up, he couldn't dodge those ghosts that were as fast as lightning before, but now he doesn't have to be afraid of them at this speed.From his sleeve, he took out the bows and arrows he bought at the Xianpin Pavilion in Lianhuawu, bent the bow and set up three arrows at a time, and shot them at the murderous corpses with higher ranks.The arrow is not equipped with ordinary iron, but a white fairy thorn. Once hit, the murderous corpse will dissipate its resentment; the murderous corpse without resentment will fall to the ground like a person whose soul has been pumped out. Can't make trouble.

Lan Xichen recalled Lin Zhizhi to his feet and kicked him. Lin Zhi leaped out with a blue and white glow as if alive. He tapped his toes, leaped lightly, and kicked Shuoyue again. , Shuoyue also flew towards another trajectory like Linzhi; before his figure fell down, Linzhi killed a circle and returned to his feet, stepped on Linzhi again, his figure rose, and when Shuoyue came back quickly The time is the same, and the cycle goes back and forth. At the same time, he is still pressing the cracked ice in his hand, the sound of the flute continues, and the double sword flow is also handy.Sword lights flickered around him, his figure was elegant, and the ethereal flute sound seemed to wash away the soul, like fairy music, but the two fairy swords that flew out without interruption killed all directions with awe-inspiring domineering.

Lan Xichen was the main force to kill, and Lan and Mu assisted.We have hunted at night together many times in the previous life, and we have cooperated tacitly without words... One look and one small movement between each other can understand each other.At this time, Lan Yumu couldn't care less about showing off. It was impossible with his cultivation and experience in this life.

The first wave was killed not long ago, but the number of those evil spirits seemed to increase instead of decrease? !

There was a steady stream of corpses, but human energy was limited. Lan and Mu quickly emptied the arrows in his hands, and the empty bow disappeared in his hands, and he put it back into Qiankun's sleeve.He fell to the ground, held up the fairy sword and fought again.

Even with his cultivation in previous life, it is impossible for him to be able to control two immortal swords at one time, let alone be like Lan Xichen who is still holding the cracked ice in his hand.

There was already such a commotion, why didn't Song Lan inside respond at all? !

If it weren't for him to have a famous sect master with Lan Xichen's cultivation level, those monks of ordinary immortal sects would have been wiped out for many rounds every minute, and he and Lan Xichen managed to support it for half an hour. , Is it because everyone feels that the situation is different and wants to come out and take a look?

At this moment, his spiritual energy and physical strength are almost exhausted.Looking at Lan Xichen again, it seems to be the same as the beginning, even the more he kills, the more courageous he becomes, the more vigorously he kills... But what about another half an hour?And then another half an hour?And then another half an hour?

Did it just return without success?

While pulling the fairy sword out of the abdomen of the murderous corpse in front of them, Lan and Mu glanced at the battlefield where piles of corpses were already strewn across the field, and a strong sense of unwillingness surged in their hearts.However, while he was in a daze, he suddenly caught sight of Lan Xichen with a slightly surprised expression facing him, and a ghost behind him was rushing towards him, he didn't even notice it, and completely ignored it.

Lan and Mu's eyes widened.

Then without even thinking about it, he took the sword and struck towards the ghost behind Lan Xichen, and at the same time, Lan Xichen was also flying towards him.When the two passed by in the air, they both realized that there was a difference in each other's expressions, and subconsciously looked back.Then the sword light in Lan Xichen's hand slid past Lan Yumu's back, and after a soft sound piercing the air, the ghostly ghost that he was just now disappeared into the dust, and the vicious beast that was about to catch Lan Yumu just now disappeared. The corpse was also chopped into powder.At this time, Lan Yumu's sword was already flying towards the ghost that was about to sneak attack Lan Xichen, and with a weird scream, he shattered the black shadow, and his body fell into another surrounded by corpses... …

At that moment, the two of them didn't pay attention to each other's back at all, but only ran towards the danger behind each other...

Lan Xichen watched helplessly as Lan and Mu fell unarmed into the corpses.

"And Mu—"

After an uncontrollable heart-piercing roar, Lan Xichen jumped up with his toes barely touching the ground, and flew towards Lan and Mu with his sword again, and at the same time urged another fairy sword to chase after him. past.

Naturally, Lan and Mu were not stupid. The moment they landed on the ground, they took out several talismans and patted them around. However, his cultivation was limited, and he was in such a hurry that a murderous corpse scratched his left arm. When he was not going to go back to Yunshen, he took off the Lan's school uniform, and now he was wearing an ordinary plain gown, so he didn't have the protection of the dense silk scriptures on the Lan's school uniform. After a sudden pain, the wound seemed to be covered Tens of thousands of ants wriggled and bit, making it numb, itchy and disgusting.

Lan and Mu almost spat out.

Shuo Yue and Lin Zhi's two sword lights flew back and forth, and all the corpses and ghosts around him were immediately beheaded. Only then did he remember to recall the ordinary fairy sword he bought.As soon as he got the sword, he was once again embraced by Lan Xichen.

Lan and Mu suddenly caught a glimpse of his ice-cold face at the moment, and almost thought for a moment that the person who saved them was his uncle, Lan Wangji.Suddenly, the alarm bells rang in his heart, and he was keenly aware that he was going to die!

The itching and numbness coming from the wound was climbing up the arms to the shoulders, Lan and Mu didn't dare to continue, and hurriedly said with great insight: "Master... let's...today... first..." The words were not finished yet Lan Xichen didn't know when to take off his outer robe and twirled it around his body, and his whole body was wrapped in the familiar warm fragrance of his body, making him feel at ease and comfortable.

Lan Xichen walked away with his sword in his arms through his clothes, while urging Lin Zhi to cut down the ghosts who dared to stand in the way.Lan and Mu originally wanted to ask his master to take back the outer robe. After all, it is considered a very strong piece of armor. Obviously, Lan Xichen needed it more, but after glancing at his rare ice-covered face, he was too scared to say a word. .

After a while, Lan Xichen took him out of the dangerous area, and when he reached a safe place, he hurriedly dropped down with his sword to check his wounds.

"Master, I didn't..." Lan and Mu Gang wanted to comfort him but were startled by Lan Xichen's rude action of tearing off his blood-clogged coat. Looking at the horrible three-finger scratches on his arm, the black blood and unknown dirt piled up together, it made him feel sick.

If it is said that Ze Wujun, who never loses his temper, now puts on a face that owes him 500 million taels, which has refreshed Lan Yumu's cognition, but Lan Xichen's next action only made him stunned.Lan Xichen stretched out his hand and gently pulled his forehead, and the tied forehead fell off in response, and then he quickly tied the forehead around the wound on his arm near the heart, and tightened it tightly.

For a moment, Lan and Mu's hearts were beating wildly... This is...

Then he saw Lan Xichen continue to take out the water bottle from his Qiankun sleeve and pour it over his wound with a blank face, the pain was so painful that he even forgot to think carefully about the meaning of his actions.

"hiss……"

Lan Xichen held him tightly to keep him from moving, while very rudely sprinkled the medicine powder evenly on the wound on his arm.

"Master...it hurts..."

Lan Xichen turned a deaf ear to him, sprinkled the powder and bandaged him up, then took out a small bottle of pill from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Lan Yumu smiled flatteringly at him, but Lan Xichen just ignored him.