"Senior Sister An Yun, what do you mean?" Li Xiumo stopped and said coldly with a displeased face.

An Yun held the butterfly love flower in his hand, the male sword in his left hand and the female sword in his right hand, with a cautious expression: "Two senior brothers, the Netherworld Blood Refining Banner in the Valley has not yet been cultivated, and its power is less than one-ten-thousandth of what it was at its peak, so we have not been affected for the time being." However, you were wounded by the Bloodthirsty and infected with his breath, and he will chase you all the way. ”

She paused and hesitated: "This is not the most important point, the most important thing is that you are infected with his breath, so, so ......"

"So we're going to become like him, and we'll become monsters who kill and drink blood when they see people?" Li Xiumo added for her.

An Yun was silent for a long time, and nodded with difficulty: "Yes." ”

"Nonsense, you talk nonsense. You're just a yellow-haired girl who hasn't grown up yet, and you dare to talk nonsense? What Netherworld Refining Blood Banner, what Demon Dao, I Zhang Changfeng don't believe it! You tell them to come out to me, come one and I'll kill another, come and I'll kill a pair!" ”

Zhang Changfeng, who was next to him, suddenly shouted at her, his voice was poignant and sharp, and his expression seemed to be crazy.

An Yun was startled, and took a closer look at him, seeing that there were spider web-like red threads in his eyes, and blood-red eyes glared at her viciously, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

She took two steps back and shouted at Li Xiumo next to Zhang Changfeng: "Senior Brother Li, kill him quickly, I can't wait to be afraid." ”

Li Xiumo also discovered Zhang Changfeng's abnormality, and hurriedly distanced himself from him, and the flying sword in his hand was unsheathed, wanting to stab out, but stopped halfway. He has seven points to believe An Yun's words, and the signs along the way are all the same as what she said, but he knows that he knows that he doesn't rescue his fellow disciples when they are in trouble, but instead wants to put a sword on him, he can't do it.

His hesitation, An Yun knew that he was going to suffer. People who were infected by the murderous aura of the Netherworld Refining Blood Banner only had killing left in their hearts, and if they didn't kill Zhang Changfeng, Zhang Changfeng would immediately attack her and Li Xiumo.

Sure enough, Zhang Changfeng let out a cold chuckle from his mouth, his hanging head suddenly raised, and his eyes were blood-red.

"Kill me? You want to kill me? Since you don't remember the friendship of the same family first, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Before the words fell, Zhang Changfeng paused at his feet, and a gossip pattern cracked on the soles of his feet, making it a way to climb the clouds and escape from the clouds, and he appeared in front of An Yun extremely quickly.

An Yun guarded against him early, and the male sword blocked his stabbing sword with a "dang" sound, and the female sword quickly slashed at his face. Who knew that Zhang Changfeng did not dodge or dodge, and his face was neatly cut by the extremely sharp female sword, revealing the white bones, but his hand grabbed An Yun's wrist hard.

An Yun's face changed, and with a twist of his sword, he slashed hard at the arm that was holding his wrist.

Zhang Changfeng's face was covered with blood, and he couldn't stop giggling, as if he didn't feel pain at all, and when her male sword was removed, the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into her abdomen.

An Yun's stabbed sword was immediately withdrawn, blocking the attack in the abdomen, and when he looked up, he saw Zhang Changfeng's left hand raised high, his palm as red as fire, and slapped it hard at her head.

Zhang Changfeng is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of injury, and even bites his teeth and scratches with his nails, and the moves are all the same way of playing, all of which are nonsense and brutal attack routines without the slightest rationality.

He is not afraid of pain or death, but An Yun is afraid, she doesn't even dare to let herself be contaminated with Zhang Changfeng's breath after being injured, and can only passively deal with Zhang Changfeng's endless indiscriminate attacks.

In the storage bag in her arms, there were more than thirty fifth-order talismans given by Liuyun Zhenren, as well as dozens of array flags of all sizes that she had refined herself, any of which could restrain him. But being entangled by Zhang Changfeng's lifelessness, she didn't dare to let herself be injured, she was tired of coping, and she didn't even have the time to take it out.

"Senior Brother Li, don't you want to make a move?" She yelled sideways and bent down to avoid Zhang Changfeng's grabbed hand. In this short moment, she left at least 20 wounds on Zhang Changfeng's body, but the other party just didn't die, but the more she fought, the more courageous she became, which gave her a headache.

Li Xiumo gritted his teeth, and the long sword in his hand slashed fiercely at the back of Zhang Changfeng's head. Although Zhang Changfeng was crazy, he seemed to know that this blow could not be resisted casually, and his body reflexively avoided it. An Yun took this opportunity to cut off his hands with the male sword, held the female sword back, and plunged a sword into his heart.

She was young, but she was only an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and she was so ruthless and ruthless, without dragging her feet, which made Li Xiumo slightly stunned.

An Yun pulled out the female sword inserted into Zhang Changfeng's heart, and the two of them quickly bounced away from one left and one right, avoiding Zhang Changfeng's splashing blood. An Yun immediately fed the ice aura into the two swords in his hand, and the two sword bodies quickly condensed into a thick layer of ice, and the ice immediately became extremely black, and after a while, it turned into black ice slag and exploded.

Expelling the Netherworld Demonic Qi on the sword's body, An Yun reached into his arms, and when he took it out again, he held two golden talismans in his hands.

Li Xiumo did not approach her, but looked at Zhang Changfeng's corpse that fell to the ground, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Sister An Yun, is there really no salvation?" Li Xiumo's deep voice sounded faintly.

An Yun was also uncomfortable in her heart, she didn't expect that she would kill someone for the first time in her life, but it was her own fellow disciple who was killed. In any case, this is not a happy thing.

In her previous life, she had seen the Netherworld Blood Refining Banner, and she was lucky enough to pick up a life, but in this life, her luck was really poor, and she encountered the Netherworld Blood Refining Banner again. I just don't know if I won't have the good luck of my previous life, so that she can escape this catastrophe.

"Senior Brother Li, at least I can't save it. Caught in the Ecstasy Array of the Netherworld Refining Blood Banner, it is not contaminated with demonic aura, and there is still a chance to live, once it is touched, there will be no survival. ”

"But I'm not as crazy as Senior Brother Zhang? Does it mean that I am not actually contaminated? Li Xiumo looked at An Yun with the last trace of luck, and his eyes were earnest.

An Yun remembered that in the previous life, in the Xiao Zen Sect, there were so many eminent monks, and the cultivation was compared with the two, which was simply a difference between the clouds and mud. However, they were contaminated with demonic energy, and the Zhenshan bell and Sanskrit sound drum could not be resolved, so the presiding master Jingxu had no choice but to dismantle everyone and let them reincarnate.

"Senior Brother Li, your cultivation is much higher than that of Senior Brother Zhang, you have rich experience and a calm state of mind, I think because of this, you are not delirious until now. But...... Don't you have the desire to kill now? ”

Li Xiumo smiled miserably, his face turned pale: "I miss me Li Xiumo, I have not achieved anything until I am thirty years old, I can't even get a fame, and I will be poor all my life." Later, I unintentionally started to practice, and I haven't ...... yet."

"Senior Brother Li, be careful!" An Yun suddenly shouted, his eyes widened, and he stared at Li Xiumo's back.

Li Xiumo suddenly felt a pain in his scalp, and then turned his head consciously, and there was a monk wearing a Qingyunmen Taoist robe standing behind him, and the five fingers of his right hand were inserted into his skull.

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