Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

Yuezheng's face was pale, and he clenched his teeth, "Back... come back... it's dangerous..."

The entire stone wall was densely packed with sharp arrows, Wang Xiaojian's scalp felt numb when he saw it, Yue Zheng let out like a nailed moth, struggling with the pain.

Wang Xiaojian yelled, "Don't move!"

These arrows are obviously specially made, and their umbrella-shaped tips will completely unfold after piercing the human body, forming barbs. If they are pulled out forcibly, it will only make people die faster.But if you don't pull it out and keep nailing it here, you will eventually bleed to death.

Wang Xiaojian's head turned rapidly, he is not a person who likes to use his brain, but at this critical moment, he has to do something.

Yue Zheng is likely to die...

A great panic seized him, making him tremble slightly and his body was cold.

calm down... be calm...

He forced himself to calm down.

I don't know what's going on outside.When Yuezheng first came in, he had a conflict with people from the Tiangu Sword Sect. If their people came in, they would not know whether they were friends or foes.More importantly, it has been quite a while since he and Yuezheng came in, but no one came in except Shifang Mao... Yes, Shifang Mao is from Shura Hall.It is very likely that the outside is already full of people from Shura Hall.If the people from the Tiangu Sword Sect didn't come in, could they have been killed by the people from the Demon Dao?If this is the case, it may not be long before people from the Demonic Way will come in...

Whether it is people from the Tiangu Sword Sect or the people from the Demon Dao, it is not good news for Yuezheng.

The more I think about it, the more frightened I become.Wang Xiaojian turned around anxiously, while praying in his heart, while digging for modern knowledge in his mind.Maybe God heard his prayer, and he suddenly thought of a way.

"Yuezheng, listen, now you have to cut off this arrow." He flew to Yuezheng's ear and said hastily. In your body, you are bleeding profusely, and then you use your freezing ability to freeze the wound, and then dig out the arrow after we go out..."

Yuezheng's lips turned blue-purple, and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, dripping onto the soil that had been dyed black and red.However, his face was always calm, he took a breath, and reluctantly picked up the chasing sword and slashed at the arrow behind his back...but at that time!

In front of him, a grid of swords was intertwined out of thin air, flashing a sharp cold light, and rushed towards him swiftly.

Wang Xiaojian turned pale with shock.

Chasing the Sky Sword changed direction halfway, blocking the oncoming sword net in an instant, and made a dull clanging sound.The huge rebound force pressed Yuezheng's body towards the wall behind, where there were densely packed arrows!

At that moment, time was stretched to the extreme, Wang Xiaojian seemed to hear the sound of arrows cutting in the flesh, and the sound of blood rubbing against the air... At that moment, his eyes and ears were extremely sharp, and he didn't know where it came from The strength broke free from some kind of shackles, and he threw himself at the arrow behind Yuezheng without thinking...

The body was shaking, like a stone placed in a box rolled left and right with slight movements, and when it hit the edge of the box, it would cause severe pain.

However, behind the pain is a deeper exhaustion, exhaustion as if exhausting the power of the soul...

Someone was calling him faintly.

It's so noisy, why don't you let people sleep?

He thought vaguely, feeling that the voice was really annoying, he roared out, trying to shut up that voice, but heard his own voice was almost inaudible.

What's going on here?

He thought vaguely, why is it so dark around?What about Yue Zheng?

Yuezheng!

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The goal is the white skirt, then the firm upper body, broad shoulders, and finally Yuezheng's familiar handsome face.

Wang Xiaojian finally woke up, and realized that he was hung on his waist as usual, and the vibration that woke him up from his sleep was caused by the person who was hanging him walking quickly.

He was dazed and realized that he was with Yue Zheng.Tilting his head slightly, he was surprised by the sight he saw—the vast wilderness was full of rotting corpses, refugees with black spots on their bodies screaming, crying everywhere; The misty sky hovers, trying to eat the corpses and carrion on the ground...

"Yue Zheng, this is..."

"Are you awake?" Yue Zheng lowered his head, untied him from his belt and took him into his hand.He seemed about to say something more, but a sharp cough stopped him from speaking.

Only now did Wang Xiaojian see Yuezheng's face clearly. His face showed a strange purple color, and his lips were dark blue. Against his snow-white silver hair, he looked very strange and sick - this is definitely not a normal state.

"Are you poisoned?!" He asked in a low voice.

Yuezheng suppressed his cough, retracted his hand against his lips and said softly: "It's okay, I have frozen the wound with ice, the poison has not penetrated into the lungs for the time being, as long as I can rush back to the Hanhai Yunzong, I will be fine... On the contrary, you, Why so reckless?"

Wang Xiaojian was speechless, and said after a while: "Aren't I in a hurry?"

He already remembered the scene at that time, when Yuezheng was struggling to resist the sword net, he used his body to chop the arrow, from the current point of view, it seemed to be cut off.But the arrow is so thick, I guess the broken sword he parasitized must have a gap, right?

Ugh, no wonder my body hurts so much...

"Don't do this in the future." Yue Zheng frowned tightly, and gently stroked his sword hilt with his hand.His movements are as gentle as a feather, and the warm touch is like some kind of panacea. Wang Xiaojian feels that the pain in his body has eased a lot.

Almost instinctively, Wang Xiaojian rubbed against his palm.

He heard Yue Zheng's slight sigh above his head, and then felt him start to move on.He walked very slowly, his body lost the lightness and agility of the past, as if a huge boulder was dragging behind his feet.

Wang Xiaojian guessed that his injury must be serious, otherwise he would not be able to go back on foot without using Yujian's flying skill.

When passing by a dead tree, there was a black cloak hanging on it, Yue Zheng reached out and took it off to wrap himself tightly.

This was the first time Wang Xiaojian saw him wearing clothes other than white, staring at him intently.

As if he could feel his gaze, Yue Zheng said, "Hide your tracks."

Wang Xiaojian was taken aback, and then he changed his mind about Yuezheng. In his conception, he thought that Yuezheng was the kind of tall, rich and handsome person who had a good face, the kind of person who would show his POSS even if he died. Now It seems that he is also a character who can stretch and bend.

"Yuezheng!"

Just as he put on the cloak, there was a distressed cry from behind him.Wang Xiaojian turned his head following Yue Zheng's movements and saw the source of the voice.From the fresh path stepped by pedestrians, at the end of the wilderness, a person flew over from the sky, and finally fell in front of Yue Zheng.

He was covered in blood, as if he had just experienced a fight.

Wang Xiaojian's pupils shrank sharply—they are brighter!

He didn't think that Yuezheng could avoid everyone and return to Hanhai Yunzong, but he didn't expect Yueming to come.Wang Xiaojian was very worried. He didn't know that Yue Mingxiao didn't know that it was Shi Fangmao who killed Han Guzi and Shi Fangmao was Yue Zheng's friend. If he found out, with his personality of vengeance, he would probably settle the score. On Yue Zheng's head...

He hurriedly raised his head to look at Yue Zheng, his face was already faintly blue, although his expression was very calm, but this did not prevent others from seeing that he was at the end of his battle.

Wang Xiaojian's mood was even more up and down.

Yue Ming's face was covered with blood stains, and his forehead was disheveled and loose. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce battle, or more likely, he escaped from the battle in a hurry.There was a shocking mass of blood on his chest, and the clothes in the middle were flipped open, revealing a half-foot-long wound, the flesh was rolled up, and the black-red blood was still flowing out slowly.With such a serious injury, ordinary people would have died long ago, right?

Wang Xiaojian was taken aback, his scalp went numb.Even if Yue Ming was arrogant and domineering before, he still has to sympathize with him at this moment.

Yue Ming said to Yue Zheng with a pale face, "The magic way is attacking."

"I know." Yue Zheng said.

"We have to go back to Hanhai Yunzong for help!"

"I know."

Yue Zheng didn't approach him, Wang Xiaojian felt his body tense, presumably he was fully on guard.

The light in Yue Ming's eyes gradually faded, and the sickly blush on his face seemed to subside for a while. He took a deep breath, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body knelt down on the ground. He said with difficulty: "Senior brother, I have already It’s no good, although we had festivals in the past, but now that the enemy is at hand, can we shake hands and make peace and defend against the enemy together?”

He looked back at the dark sky, as if to see if there were any pursuers coming, then turned his head to look at Yue Zheng, and suddenly cried bitterly, "They are all dead, my father is dead! The elders are all dead! God The Ancient Sword Sect is all over!"

It was the first time to see Yue Ming crying bitterly with his nostrils up to the sky, Wang Xiaojian was a little at a loss and his heart was very complicated.

He looked up and saw a trace of guilt in Yuezheng's eyes, and then said softly: "Come with me."

Although he said it was possible, he didn't intend to take any action. It seemed that he was still on guard against Yue Ming.

Yue Ming heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had only relaxed from his tense nerves until this moment, he clutched his chest, and vomited out a mouthful of thick black blood, the blood was almost gushing out, and his body was soft. to the ground.

Yuezheng's eyes flickered slightly, as if there was a flash of guilt, he took a step forward and said, "We'll go back right away, maybe in time..."

At that moment, Wang Xiaojian suddenly had strong palpitations, and he couldn't even tell where this sudden strong sense of crisis came from.

A sword stabbed over.

Everything happened incredibly fast, Wang Xiaojian barely recovered, his nerves tensed up to a limit in an instant, and there was only one thought running wildly in his mind——Yuezheng was seriously injured, he must not be able to escape!

Wang Xiaojian suddenly flew out of the scabbard, and blocked Yuezheng's heart at an incredible speed.

There was a clang sound, and the sound of gold and iron joining was crisp and pleasant, followed by a violent tremor, like the feeling of the earth falling during an earthquake.Wang Xiaojian's mind was buzzing, and the severe pain quickly spread from his chest to his whole body.He heard a faint clicking sound extending in all directions, followed by a sharp chill.

"I saw it all!" Yue Ming roared in his ear, "In the woods that night, I saw it all!"

Wang Xiaojian suddenly realized that when he met Shi Fangmao that night, Yue Ming saw it.Just to hurt himself like this for a sneak attack on Yue Zheng, Yue Ming is ruthless enough!

Fortunately, he blocked it. If Yuezheng was in his current state, he might be severely injured.

Wang Xiaojian's consciousness was a little fuzzy, he lowered his head, and saw that his body was covered with cracks, was turning into sporadic fragments bit by bit, and then shattered and degenerated...

... Am I already broken?

He thought vaguely, belatedly knowing that he was going to die, and suddenly felt extremely miserable.Then he thought that he was about to die and hadn't thrown down the male god, and that he was still a virgin when he was dying.

He turned to look at Yue Zheng.His eyes were filled with astonishment, and then there was a look of grief on his usually indifferent face.I saw that he was already standing beside Yue Ming, and he didn't know when he moved, ah, maybe he moved when Yue Ming stabbed over... eh?Isn't he seriously injured?Walking is slow, can you still move so fast?

While thinking wildly, Yue Zheng had already flicked Yue Ming's sword, and then kicked him far away, and then rushed over to catch him...

Wang Xiaojian's heart was filled with grief—Nima Yuezheng could have avoided it, didn't he die in vain?

He opened his mouth and looked at Yuezheng with difficulty, trying to tell him not to be so sad, but his body suddenly turned into a pile of messy fragments, falling to the wet soil on the ground with a rustle...