Chapter 13: The First Spiritual Weapon

The air around her suddenly became a little colder, and she was suddenly knocked down again by the fierce force behind her, and blood suddenly poured out of her arm, staining her surroundings with a hint of fishy sweetness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info...... Said that the cultivation of immortals to protect himself stopped here, the corners of Su Yue's mouth twitched, unwilling but powerless.

Just as Su Yue closed her eyes and waited for the end, someone suddenly hugged her: "Su Yue! ā€

Su Yue dimly saw a burst of silver light illuminating the entire cave, but before she could see what it was, she fainted.

Seeing that someone had taken Su Yue, the speed of the mist was getting faster and faster, and Xia Manyi's breathing became more and more rapid: "Don't move! Don't move!" The dull roar was accompanied by the howling wind, and Xia Qiu hugged Su Yue tightly.

The cold wind had not stopped, only to see a flash of silver light, Tang Yuan held a sword in one hand at a prominent stone on the red cliff, and stabbed it with a sword, the cave suddenly lit up with starry fireflies, and a gray-black looming mist that could not see what appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Tang Yuan held his sword and slashed at the gray-black mist, and his cold voice was something that no one had ever heard: "Let go of her and let you get out alive." ā€

"Hehe, nosy, since you came to die, why don't I take it? But I'm going to take her first. The gray-black mist "whirred" and gathered together. Xia Manyi, who was choked by the neck, was lifted high.

With the ghost fires all around, the cave gradually brightened up, but the cold aura became heavier, Su Yue and Xia Qiu were blocked by Tang Yuan, looking at Xia Manyi who was surrounded by the gray-black mist not far away, his eyes were full of worry: "Tang Yuan, Xia Manyi is still in their hands." ā€

"You bandage Su Yue's wound first, it's not in the way. Tang Yuan turned around and smiled at Xia Qiu with relief.

Tang Yuan looked at Xia Manyi, who looked a little painful, and walked forward slowly without saying anything, when suddenly the sword flashed, and he made a big cut on his finger, and quickly wrote a string of incomprehensible incantations on the body of the sword.

I saw that the sword glowing with cold light suddenly emitted a more dazzling light, Tang Yuan jumped up lightly, only to see him wave a few times in the air, and the ghost fire around the mist was suddenly extinguished, and he held his sword and approached the mist: "It's just the evil qi gathered by the miasma in the mountains, and it will come out and run rampant before it is formed." ā€

The sword in Tang Yuan's hand is not so simple, the sword of demon suppression, swears by blood, protects the common people, and kills demons. Seeing that the sword in Tang Yuan's hand was so powerful, the gray-black mist gathered together in a messy manner, and he hurriedly withdrew from the cave.

Xia Manyi was thrown heavily on the stone wall, and at this time, her face had become pale, and she kept coughing. Su Yue wanted to go over and hold Xia Manyi, but when Xia Manyi raised her head, Su Yue's whole person was so frightened that she retreated again and again.

At this time, Xia Manyi Yintang was black, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked like a dead corpse.

"Man...... Manyi, you, what's wrong with you?" Xia Qiu was also frightened, and didn't dare to approach Xia Manyi easily.

"She was eroded by miasma and poisoned. Tang Yuan frowned and looked at Xia Manyi, and took out the cave lotus out of nowhere. The fragrance of flowers spreads throughout the cave at once, making people feel at ease and at ease.