The huge raindrops crackled on the future face, and those originally bright eyes were already bloodshot and already dim.

Deep despair is like a dark tide, enveloping the whole person in the future, wave after wave.

In the sky with thick black clouds rolling in the north, purple lightning thunder snakes are dancing their bodies unscrupulously, stirring up the boundless wind and rain.

"Come back to life......"

The hoarse voice was particularly weak in the loud rainy night, and the high-intensity CPR was very physically demanding, and the future at the moment didn't even have the strength to cry out loud, and both arms were shaking uncontrollably.

Fatigue, pain, and despair, like a thousand meters of seaweed in the deep sea, grow wildly and tightly wrap around the future body, making every breath very difficult.

But, despite this, the movement in Future's hands did not stop, and the chest compressions were as standard as ever, but the pants on her knees had long been worn out, revealing a blur of flesh and blood inside.

However, the reality is always cruel and terrifying.

Su Mingyue's heartbeat still hadn't recovered, and his entire body was cold and terrifying, no different from a real corpse.

The colorful brilliance that flashed from the guide stick lit up again, but it quickly disappeared, and the future, who was tired of giving Su Mingyue chest compressions, did not notice this subtle change.

But if you really look closely, it's not just the blind guide stick that is flowing colorful lights, but the delicate pendant in the shape of pink hello kitty is also shimmering with a warm milky white light.

Moreover, these various colors of brilliance with unpredictable energy did not disappear in a flash on the surface, but all of them disappeared into Su Mingyue's broken body, as if awakening a soul that had been dragged into the abyss by a nightmare.

The battle between Zhang Yaochen and the Demon Sword Ji continued, the sound of metal resonating endlessly, and the swords colliding with each other were particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

The sword light was vertical and horizontal, the sword qi was whistling, and the brilliant energy that bloomed from each sword exchange even overshadowed the thunder roaring in the sky!

"Boom!"

After a big move, the two staggered figures staggered their bodies again.

The heavy wheezing sound echoed in this stormy alley, Zhang Yaochen, who was already at the end of the crossbow, was not far from them in the future, and he firmly protected them within his effective supply range, not giving the demon sword Ji a chance to succeed.

Even in such a fierce battle, he still put the lives of ordinary people first.

It's just that the spiritual power in Zhang Yaochen's body has long been depleted at this moment, and the reason why he can still maintain the state of heroic spirit fusion now is completely the result of him and Bai Qi overdrawing their lives together.

The silver blue scale thin armor had long been stained red by blood, and it was covered with countless wounds, as for the psionic light sword in Zhang Yaochen's hand, in addition to being dull, the sword body was also covered with cracks.

The spiritual power obtained through overdrawing life is faintly blood-colored, and the tattered scarlet cloak is like a flower that is about to wither.

How long can Zhang Yaochen last in this state? Will he be able to hold out until reinforcements arrive?

Thunder and rolling, wind and rain, no one can know the answer here.

The Demon Dao Ji who distanced herself from Zhang Yaochen was not very good, after all, she was just a single heroic spirit who did not look for a host to conclude a contract, and her spiritual power could only be replenished by devouring life or other heroic spirits, that is to say, if she was not replenished in time, her spiritual power consumption would be gone, even if she belonged to an A-level heroic spirit, she could not maintain her peak state.

What's more, the Demon Sword Village in the hands of the Demon Sword Ji has already unlocked the seal, and she must fight quickly, otherwise, it is very likely that there will be something that even the Demon Sword Ji herself cannot control.

Without the supply of sufficient spiritual power, it is too common for the demon sword spirit to attack the master or something, which is too common in legends.

The light that flickered out from the demon sword Ji demon's eyes burst out, and the hideous pendant that sat on her forehead bloomed with an extremely strange blood-colored light.

"Poof!"

The long knife broke through the air, and countless winds exploded around the demon knife Ji, and her beautiful and light figure tossed and turned in this dark alley, with a fierce momentum, a swift figure, and an ominous and evil aura all over her body.

At this time, the demon sword Ji was also injured a lot, but compared to Zhang Yaochen, it was obviously much better.

Demon Dao Ji had already seen Zhang Yaochen's emptiness, and the momentum and spiritual power on her body had climbed to the peak, and the torrential rain could not drench her at all.

Fight quickly, kill with one blow, and then devour all the people present to replenish the spiritual power consumed by themselves, and suppress and seal the demon knife in his hand again, this is what the demon knife Ji thinks now.

Of course, if the current situation continues, it can basically definitely develop towards the script of the demon sword hime.

"Reached the limit?"

Bloodshot was already all over Zhang Yaochen's eyes, his constricted brows had been twisted into two sharp swords, and the blood-colored spiritual power that was lingering on his body was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Qi didn't speak, even if his spirit body was already on the verge of collapse and complete dissipation, he wouldn't have a word of complaint.

Immortal spirits do not exist like ordinary creatures, even if they are devoured by other sword-wielding people or heroic spirits, it is only the disappearance of self-consciousness, and the final soul imprint will return to Valhalla, waiting for an opportunity to appear in this world again.

It's just that the heroic spirit whose memories have been formatted again will still be the same version of himself that they once were?

That's a different life!

There is not much difference in essence from the so-called reincarnation, which is by no means what the Heroic Spirit itself wants to see.

Each Heroic Spirit has its own persistence and pride, and they know very well what kind of existence they are, so they are not willing to accept such a fate.

And only after concluding a contract with ordinary people, it is possible to get rid of such a fate!

The cold light was cold, the sword qi was whistling, and the scarlet blood light flickered demonically on the demon knife village body, and the knife roar with greed and excitement made people feel in a trance and feel extremely uncomfortable.

"She wants to kill with one blow!" Bai Qi, who is experienced in killing, saw through the intention of the demon sword Ji at a glance, and his resolute face like a knife was the chic of being a general, and his whole person, who was already weak in the spirit body, suddenly became heroic, "Look at Yaochen, this is the killing technique that I used to dominate the world back then!"

Zhang Yaochen's eyes widened suddenly, and Bai Qi directly snatched control of his body!

After signing a contract with the sword-wielder, the Heroic Spirit only had the power to control the host's body three times in his life, and this time the right to use it was the last.

After three exhaustions, Bai Qi will definitely be scattered and return to Valhalla!

Zhang Yaochen wanted to stop Bai Qi's behavior, but he couldn't do anything about it, so he could only watch as the general in battle armor dragged his scarred body towards the domineering killing of the demon sword Ji.

The sword had been raised, and the dark clouds in the north dissipated in an instant under the inexplicable power, revealing the glittering Big Dipper.

"Seven Kills Heavenly Sword!"