Thinking of this, Shen Muzhi had to deal with the humanoid monsters in front of him with all his might, trying to escape from here before the yin spirit rushed over.

It's just that Shen Muzhi forgot that this place is the territory of the yin spirit.

The sound of the horse's hooves was far away, but in the blink of an eye it was near.

In the midst of the evil aura in the sky, the Yin Spirit wearing battle armor, riding a white horse and dragging a green flame long knife, broke through the darkness and appeared in front of Shen Muzhi.

As soon as the two looked at each other, the Yin Spirit raised his hand and slashed.

The dark green sword light fell from the sky, pulling the black evil qi surging around, with an incomparable and furious momentum, ruthlessly slashing towards Shen Muzhi's head.

Shen Muzhi had already comprehended the power of this yin spirit, how could he dare to resist head-on, without thinking about it, he dodged and retreated without hesitation.

However, as soon as he retreated, in the darkness behind him, a few black evil qi suddenly condensed into two human figures, holding a long knife, and attacked Shen Muzhi's back.

Feeling the abnormal movement behind him, Shen Muzhi, who had no way out, had no choice but to meet the fierce sword light with his sword.

The result was self-evident, as soon as the sword light was touched, the flying sword rolled back, and after Shen Muzhi stretched out his hand to grasp it, he was carried backwards by the force of the shock on it, and just collided with the two black figures that were rushing towards him.

A flash of red light vanished.

The two black figures were instantly shattered, turning into wisps of black gas, and scattered around. And Shen Muzhi continued to fly out backwards and far away almost without pause.

The yin spirit seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his feet clamped the horse's belly, and the whole person suddenly turned into a phantom and chased towards Shen Muzhi.

Not far away, before Shen Muzhi could wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, he raised his eyes and saw the phantom that came quickly, and hurriedly turned around and ran.

At his feet, the jade sword was bright red like blood, like lightning, and carried him through the darkness and fled into the depths.

Behind him, the Yin Spirit was in hot pursuit, and it was getting faster and faster.

In just a few moments, the yin spirit had already caught up, and it was a knife when he raised his hand. The faint green sword light swayed out, and the wind it brought up was full of the roars of the soldiers as they rushed to kill.

Shen Muzhi had no choice but to turn around and resist with his sword, and then continued to flee backwards with the power of the shock.

It's just that these anti-shock forces, although they can temporarily distance him from the Yin Spirit, will also hurt him. How many times can he use such a method?

If he couldn't think of a good way to get out, he would really be buried in this underground space that has not seen the light of day today.

Feeling the furious aura that was getting closer and closer behind him, Shen Mu's heart suddenly thought of the 'dream' that he had made in the illusion before, which was like a dream but not like a dream.

At that time, she asked him if he wanted to die or live.

He remembered that he replied that he wanted to live.

Since waking up in Jinming Pavilion that day, it was the first time that he found that he wanted to live, not for Su Hua, not for Qingguo, but for himself.

So, at this moment, he doesn't want to die either!

He didn't want to die here, so he had to get rid of the yin spirit behind him.

Thinking about it, another sword light came from behind, and Shen Muzhi twisted around with a sword. As soon as the sword light touched the sword light, it was immediately devoured, and the long sword rolled back, and after being grabbed by Shen Muyi, he was about to retreat by taking advantage of the situation. But at this moment, the yin spirit figure suddenly disappeared from its place.

When Shen Muyi saw it, his heart sank suddenly, and he immediately felt that something was wrong, and immediately forcibly urged the spiritual power in his body, desperately fighting for the risk of the injury becoming serious, he suddenly stopped the retreat and flashed out to the side.

Sure enough, as soon as he flashed out, a long knife with a green and red color swept past where he had been standing. A faint green flame grazed the corners of his clothes. The corners of the clothes instantly turned into powder and scattered with the wind.

Yin Ling's knife is unfinished, and his backhand is another knife.

Before Shen Muzhi could rejoice that he had dodged just now and escaped in time, he hurriedly met him with his sword. The blood-colored sword light was fiercely upward, but the moment it touched the sword light, it was pressed back. In the end, it hovered above Shen Muzhi's head, struggling to support it.

The faint green sword light continued to swallow, and the red light emitted from the jade sword became less and less, and became fainter and fainter. Shen Muzhi stood under him, his face flushed, and the corners of his mouth continued to overflow with blood.

The jade pendant given by He Xian has been damaged, if this knife falls, without the protection of the jade pendant, he will definitely not be able to escape death.

Shen Mu's heart was very clear about this result, so he gritted his teeth and held on, but the difference in strength between them was there, and it was a miracle that he could hold on for so long.

Seeing that the red light above the jade sword was getting weaker and weaker, the faint green sword light that emanated from the long knife was getting closer and closer to the top of his head.

He could even hear the sound of his hair being shattered by the sinister aura emanating from the long knife.

This is the sound of death.

But he didn't want to die!

He struggled to look up. Behind the blinding light, the burly figure on the horse seemed to be looking at him from above.

He saw the ghost fire beating in those eyes in a trance, and felt the contempt transmitted from the two ghost fires.

This contempt made him feel angry.

He had done his best, but to the other party, he was still like an ant, not worth mentioning.

Weak and angry.

He doesn't want to die!

Why did he die in such a place?

This is probably the first time in more than 20 years that Shen Muzhi feels so angry and wants to live.

The red light above the jade sword was almost invisible. The faint green light above the long knife reflected his face very pale.

The hairband on the top of his head was shattered by the sword that came out of the long knife, and the long black hair flew up, constantly struggling in the faint green light.

The unwilling eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Why!"

Shen Muzhi suddenly roared, and at this moment, all the red light on the jade sword disappeared. But the long knife did not fall there.

A breeze came from nowhere, gently sweeping past Shen Muzhi's side.

A pretty figure suddenly appeared, and from behind Shen Muzhi, he raised his hand and gently put it on his shoulder.

"Do you want to live?"

The cold and familiar voice sounded softly in his ears, making Shen Muzhi stunned for a moment, and then nodded subconsciously.

Then, a jade hand raised and gently grasped the jade sword that was no more than an inch above Shen Muzhi's head. As soon as he held it, the jade sword, which was originally light in color, suddenly turned dark red, and the evil qi around it suddenly became thicker.

Another breeze swept by.

Behind the faint green sword light, a white horse suddenly neighed. Then, the long knife suddenly retreated, and with a thud, it smashed into the terracotta warriors in the distance.

Countless terracotta warriors shattered in an instant, and white bones rolled to the ground.

The black evil qi is surging in the air, and all kinds of shouts and screams are breathtaking.

Shen Muzhi stood in place, looking at the scene in front of him, a little unable to come back to his senses. At this time, a soft but powerful force suddenly poured into his body, and before Shen Muzhi could react, his consciousness blurred.

His bloodshot eyes suddenly turned red.

With one step, he disappeared in place.

In the distance, the white horse had become dry bones, and the burly Yin Spirit was no longer covered in armor, and the ghost fire emerged from the pupils, spreading all over the body in an instant.

As soon as the tall figure stood up, a red light appeared in front of him, slammed into his chest. The dark green ghost fire all over his body exploded in an instant, and the figure in it held the long knife and flew out upside down again.

The red mang followed, and as soon as the yin spirit landed, another sword pierced directly through his chest, nailing it to the ground.

The surrounding black aura roared with anger, but it hovered high and did not dare to fall.

Shen Muzhi, whose eyes were red, suddenly appeared at his side, lifted his foot, and stomped heavily on his head. With a bang, the moment the skull exploded, two ghost fires escaped and desperately fled into the distance.

Shen Muzhi raised his blood-red eyes, and after taking a look, he didn't chase after him, but lowered his head again and looked at the right hand of the corpse at his feet.

In his right hand, a simple long knife, despite the long years, is still as sharp as snow.

In the blood groove on the back of the knife, there is a faint red light, and the thick evil qi is hidden in it, swallowing but not spitting.

Shen Muzhi's eyebrows suddenly filled with a hint of joy, and after waving his hand to put away the jade sword, he was about to reach out and pick up the long knife. Unexpectedly, just as his hand was about to touch the long knife, a golden light suddenly bloomed on the long knife, and it disappeared in a flash.

Then, the entire underground space seemed to tremble, and countless golden lights fell from overhead, turning into a large array, trapping Shen Muzhi in it.

"It turns out that you are the main master!" Shen Muzhi lowered his head and smiled slightly, but what came out of his mouth was the cold female voice.

As soon as the words fell, a figure suddenly appeared on his side, and slashed at Shen Muzhi's body with a swing of a knife. This person's appearance is no different from the yin spirit just now, but there is no horse under him!

The long knife in his hand is golden and clear, but if you look closely, you can see that there are thin blood lines on the blade. The thick evil breath, wrapped in this supposed holy golden light, can't help but feel a little weird.

Shen Muzhi was unconscious, and stood there motionless with his head down. Seeing that the knife was about to fall on his body, letting his blood spill on the spot, Shen Muzhi suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the long knife directly.

The man who looked like a heroic spirit couldn't help but be startled and wanted to retreat, but it was too late. The long knife was held in Shen Muzhi's hand, and no matter how hard he tried, it didn't move at all.

Shen Muzhi looked up at him, the corners of his mouth hooked, and a smile with a bit of evil spirit suddenly appeared. Then, the red light flashed, and the man's head exploded with a thud, turning into a few wisps of red aura, hovering in mid-air for a while, and then swishing into the long knife.

Above the long knife, the golden light became more and more intense, constantly trying to break free.

Shen Muzhi's eyes narrowed, and his hand suddenly loosened, and the long knife immediately fled away. But a flash of red light followed, and before he could fly away, there was a bang and a hard collision with the long knife.

The golden and red lights converged in one place, and after a bang, the golden light dimmed, and was hit to the ground by the red light, completely silent.

At this time, Shen Muzhi suddenly frowned, and then the blood in his eyes quickly faded, and he returned to his original color in the blink of an eye.