Wen Ziqing ran the gods at the fastest speed in his life, reconnected the severed fingers, and stitched them together with the chanting needle, in the process of doing all this, the external chanting needle had already sewn the bodies of the three shadows together, so that they were suddenly restrained when they moved, and there were flaws, and they were killed by Wei Shu taking the opportunity to make the flying sword.

The former can visit the body of others, can heal internal injuries, can comb the flesh and blood structure of the human body, if the finger is broken again, it is necessary to remove the necrotic tissue at the fracture; For example, Su Xingyu, he even refined this secret technique into a treasure weapon, and achieved a "thousand butterflies", every time he released, there were a thousand chanting needles, as he wished.

Wen Ziqing did not have the assistance of "Thousand Butterflies", but there were more than 300 needles that he could put outside his body, which was why Yan Li asked him to deal with Yingtang. More than 300 chanting needles were outside his body, enough for him to be calm and calm in the face of the Shadow Assassin. Of course, the reality is not so simple, otherwise why would you cut off your fingers.

The severed finger was cut off by a shadow, and if the reaction was slower, it was not the finger that was cut off.

Wei Shu gasped, his sword fingers had begun to tremble, and at this moment he deeply realized the true insight of Shizun's sentence "The Tao is made by calculation, and the plan is calculated by all achievements, and the day is diligent, the month is hard, and the year after year is the only way to get the way". If you can work harder on weekdays, no longer be afraid of hardship, and you won't be weak because of Edgeworth's 3,000 times, if you can do it 30,000 times, 300,000 times, what is the enemy now?

He and Wen Ziqing are not familiar with each other, they have only met a few times, and they know each other's names. From a few simple meetings, Wen Ziqing gave him a very good impression, there was a sense of hypocrisy hidden in his smile, his smile and attitude seemed to be a natural disguise, which was the kind of person he hated the most as a swordsman. Now he has not changed, but from the bottom of his heart, a feeling of admiration has risen. Before the avalanche, everyone still had stone pillars to lean on, Wen Ziqing led more than a dozen cultivators, and although the defense was difficult, it was still possible to hold on. At this time, Xue Maan's words had already caused many cultivators to lose their fighting spirit, and at the beginning of the fight, many of them used the cover of injury and refused to get up on the ground. Although he changed from wandering to support, it didn't change his disadvantage, and in addition to the above two changes, there was also the deadliest third, and there were two more ghost generals around each shadow.

The ghost general not only has rough skin and thick flesh, but also wears armor, how can the general of the dragon blood legion of the ghost clan, the elite of the elite under the command of the general, be compared with ordinary miscellaneous soldiers? It is very difficult to kill each one, but in just two quarters of an hour, both of them have many more wounds on their bodies, and it is the end of the strong crossbow at this moment.

The two stood back to back, and there were constantly shadows touching the chanting needle and making a slight gas explosion, but the sound was getting weaker and weaker, which meant that Wen Ziqing's true qi was becoming more and more exhausted.

The reason why Wei Shu admires is because although Wen Ziqing is not the kind of person he likes, he is brave and fearless enough at critical moments. He always believes that those who do not lose their righteousness are heroes.

"Brother Wen, I have no medicine on me, what about you, ......"

"I'm done with it too......"

Wen Ziqing's eyelids were so heavy that they seemed to be filled with lead, and the prayer needles scattered around him disappeared one after another, and he smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect that I would end up dying in the Demon Realm with Brother Wei!"

"Hahaha, the end of the hero ......" Wei Shu laughed.

Wen Ziqing still smiled bitterly, he really didn't agree with Wei Shu's self-comparison hero, but he didn't have the strength to refute it.

More than a dozen curved knives were divided into various vital points, stabbing at the two of them.

Just when the two of them closed their eyes, preparing to commit suicide as the last resistance, suddenly there was a sword groan that penetrated the sky and the earth, loud as a song in the morning light, in the sky of the bright sun, above the top of the light, in the shallow stream sand and gravel, in the quiet jungle soil, in the rivers and lakes and swamps, like someone whispering, words like jade, words like pearls, howling wind and clouds, commanding the Three Realms.

"The way of the sword is very small and easy, and its meaning is very quiet and deep......"

……

Ying still couldn't believe that such a young girl would have the actual combat skills that he could only have at his age, and even more terrifying composure, what kind of strong heart does this require as a pillar?

He fought with Wumian twice, but he couldn't take too much advantage, and the only gain was that the little girl finally had the phenomenon of exhaustion. But it wasn't until the other party's flaws were revealed that he finally woke up to the fact that the little girl was always in a defensive position, and many feints were made to induce them to continue to advance, but every time it was like falling into a quagmire, he couldn't kill, he couldn't retreat, and when he got out, it was still the same result.

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. If he could wake up early during this entangled time and let Faceless restrain her, there would be too much he could do.

Shocked to the moment of the little girl, he had a lot of evil in his heart, because he had confirmed that the entire battlefield was a one-sided situation, and there was nothing to leave behind, and the curved knife move was aimed at the key point of the little girl.

The change in shadow, Ji Paper Kite quickly noticed. Her response became more and more inadequate, and even if she gave full play to what she had learned all her life, she was limited to the amount of true qi, and it was time to have to make a choice.

She has opportunities that ordinary people can't have, and at critical moments, she naturally has choices that ordinary people can't have. She had two choices at the last moment: one was to force back the two shadows and use the remaining true qi to escape, away from this battlefield, she was confident that she could escape to the wall of Kunlun, and the other was to use all her strength to trigger the forbidden power of Yu Linling and imprison the two shadows for a period of time, although she didn't know what she could do with this period of time.

Excluding the first option would be called pedantic.

The situation on the battlefield is so clear that there is no chance of victory at all, and to stay is to wait for death.

But she doesn't hesitate, it doesn't matter whether she is kind or kind, she is a stubborn warrior in addition to thinking about salvation.

She is a warrior, and a true warrior does not run away. What's more, she has the courage that even Yan Li can't match, no matter when and where, she can have the courage to face any difficulties.

Yulin Ling burst out with divine light.

Ying glanced at it, and felt that something was wrong, and secretly transmitted a faceless voice: "Retreat!"

At this time, a sword groan that penetrated the sky and the earth shook Unai.

"The way of the swordsman is very small and easy, and its meaning is very quiet and deep. The way of heaven is missing one of the forty-nine, and all living beings are in the same place, the inner spirit is real, and the external manifestation is determined, and the number of one is enough to be determined, and the one who takes this one is the ...... of the supreme person."

The faint chant came from afar, and the two shadows looked at each other in horror, and then looked back, where was there still the shadow of Ji paper kite.