When the blood-colored stream flowed through Fang Wuxie's meridians, he, like all cultivators, was broken by the explosive power generated by the five elements. But the slight difference is that the blood-colored stream has a very powerful repair effect on the meridians, whenever the meridians explode, the blood-colored stream will melt into the broken meridians as if immersed in the soil, and then repair and recover, and its recovery efficiency is not much better than the white light of the innocent eyebrows.

Moreover, this regenerated meridian is wider and stronger than the previous meridian, and can withstand the explosive power of the five elements. After exploding, repairing, exploding, and repairing again, after a hundred cycles, Fang Wuxi's meridians were so strong that they could fully withstand the force of the explosion and were no longer destroyed.

At this time, the blood-colored stream, which was originally as thin as a gossamer, had grown and strengthened in the explosion of Xiangke, surging like a great river, containing unimaginable power.

But this blood-colored river did not continue to grow, but the flow gradually slowed down, gathering along the meridians of Fang Wuxie's right arm towards his right hand, and on the palm of his right hand that he was holding tightly, the faint imprint of three arrows slowly condensed.

Fang Wuxie's consciousness became more and more blurred, but his memory recovered a little, and he vaguely remembered that when he stared at the arrow, he saw that the arrow melted in his hand, and then he flew Xiao Zi, defeated the black dragon, and began to run. But where the blood all over his body came from, he still couldn't remember.

However, the blood-colored aura on the stone bow was all too familiar to him, and he also remembered the sounds that made him irritated and angry in the depths of his mind, and it was the terrible sound that had often haunted him since the First World War of the Soviet Union and made his murderous intent skyrocket.

"Heaven-shattering scroll, is this finally going to settle accounts with my brother?"

Fang Wuxian was in a trance, trying his best to concentrate on the white light in the center of his eyebrows, in his thoughts, only the mysterious white light in the center of his eyebrows was the opponent of the "Heaven-Shaking Scroll". But after all, his consciousness could not compete with the influence of the "Heaven-Shaking Scroll", and before the white light appeared, he disappeared again.

Fang Wuxie, who had lost consciousness, stopped running, he turned and walked back, and the crimson light shot out several feet from his eyes, as if he had passed through the dense woods and saw Xiaoyaozi who was coming from the wind.

"Temporarily defeated." A cold voice came out of Fang Wuxie's mouth, he had lost himself again at this time and began to run eastward. At this time, all the blood-colored aura in his body had been returned to his right arm, and gradually compressed to the palm, and the three arrow imprints in the palm of his right hand became clearer and clearer with the compression of the blood-colored breath, and even slightly raised, as if they were about to leave the body.

Fang Wuxie ran very fast, but it was not as fast as Xiaoyaozi who was chasing after the wind. In just a few breaths, Xiaoyaozi had already caught up, and the blood-colored aura in his body had just compressed to his elbow.

"I said you couldn't escape in front of me." Xiaoyaozi pinched the sword trick in his hand, and the sword on his waist flew out of the sheath and slashed towards Fang Wuxie, the sword buzzed and shook when it came out of the sheath, and the entire forest trembled and roared with the sound of the sword, and the fallen leaves on the ground were blown by the strong wind and danced all over the sky, and were shattered by the sword light.

In an instant, the sword light had already flown behind Fang Wuxie.

Fang Wuxian did not look back to meet the enemy, he jumped out with force, and the stone bow in his left hand slammed back, leaving an afterimage of the arm swing in the air, and the powerful flying sword was blocked by the sound of the bell, and he also used this power to jump more than ten meters and open up some distance again.

Xiaoyaozi missed a blow, and after grabbing the sword, he didn't sacrifice the flying sword, but flicked his sleeves, and the speed of the flight increased by two points, chasing after Fang Wuxie two feet behind.

"Run fast!" Xiaoyaozi slashed horizontally with a sword, the sword was only three feet, but there was a piercing sword light cutting out from the sword, and the cross-domain space was about to slash above the innocent legs.

Fang Wuxie frowned, the blood-colored aura that had been compressed to the elbow of his right hand suddenly soared, he turned around, pulled the bow, loosened the string, and the three movements were done in one go, and a blood mist arrow shot out of thin air, and it was wiped out at the same time as Xiaoyaozi's sword qi.

"Hey, isn't it true qi, and is it a secret method you mastered?" Xiaoyaozi's figure flashed, and he caught up with the front one, swinging his sword and stabbing Fang Wuxie's left arm.

Xiaoyaozi's first sword uses the method of imperial sword, which has the potential to sweep the world and kill the enemy for thousands of miles. But the method of the sword is all drawn by a breath, and the power of the sword technique cannot be fully reflected.

The second sword uses the technique of sword qi, and the sword qi is the extension of the true qi in the body, and its sharpness is better than that of the sword, and it can be virtual or real, if it is compared with the cultivators who cannot be released into the gang, it has an overwhelming advantage. But the art of sword qi is heavy and vigorous, straight forward, easy to break in case of setbacks, and has the limitations of the exercise itself.

This third sword only hurts people with the sword itself, and the sword stab seems to be unremarkable, but when you feel it carefully, it has a sense of grandeur. This sword is not not powerful, but a sword that returns to the basics. This sword condenses the sword path cultivation of this Xiaoyaozi, and the true qi attached to the sword is completely restrained and does not leak a bit, and it is silent. The sword stretched like an arm and a finger, and its power was indescribable compared to the previous two swords.

Faced with this sword, Fang Wuxian also had to stop. He turned around, grasped the stone bow with both hands as if it were a sword, and slashed at the sword.

"Bell!" A crisp sound came, Fang Wuxian flew out like a cannonball, Xiaoyaozi inserted the sword into the sheath with his backhand, and with a flick of his sleeve, he flew out towards Fang Wuxie, and chased after Fang Wuxian when he broke the first tree, grabbing Fang Wuxie's throat with one hand.

Fang Wuxie's eyes were red, and he shouted, and the blood-colored aura skyrocketed again, enveloping his whole body. The right hand clenched into a fist and struck directly, and the blood-colored aura turned into a sharp arrow, hitting the right hand that Xiaoyaozi caught.

"Being able to release the flesh and blood into Gang, you junior has given me many surprises." In the face of Fang Wuxie's punch, Xiaoyaozi did not dodge, but turned his claws into fists, and also met them with a punch.

"Boom!"

Under the blow of both fists, there was a loud thunderous sound. The blood-colored arrows released by Fang Wuxian were scattered by Xiaoyaozi's punch, and then flew backwards at a faster speed, breaking thirteen bowl-thick trees in a row before falling to the ground and stopping. At this time, Xiaoyaozi had already stepped on his chest.

Fang Wuxian didn't rest on his laurels, he swung his stone bow and slashed at Xiaoyaozi's leg.

Xiaoyaozi shook his hand casually, and a severed branch on the ground moved in response to the qi, directly nailing Fang Wuxie's left arm to the ground, and he couldn't even swing it with a stone bow.

Fang Wuxian waved his right hand and knocked it on Xiaoyaozi's knee. Xiaoyaozi bent down slightly and grabbed his fist, and stepped on it, actually stepping down three centimeters, and stomped Fang Wuxie's twenty ribs down as a whole.

Fang Wuxie's eyes were as red as blood, his waist was twisted, and his legs were like dragons flicking their tails. Xiaoyaozi's fingers flicked continuously, and there were two crisp sounds, completely shattering his kneecaps, and then let go of Fang Wuxie's right hand, took two steps back, and said with a smile: "What other means?" ”

If Fang Wuxian regained consciousness at this time, he still had many means. For example, the fireballs and ice bombs in the jade decision, the sneak attack after rapid demobilization, the pull technique of the left arm, and even the hands-free soul dementorship. It's a pity that Fang Wuxian's consciousness is no longer there at this time, and he can't use any other means except for the blood-colored aura in his body.

Xiaoyaozi smiled and said, "If you hand over the Imperial Envoy Heavenly Thunder Technique, as well as the Flesh and Qi Formation Technique that you just cast, the Poor Dao will end this period of cause and effect with you." ”

"Imperial Envoy Heavenly Thunder? Flesh and blood? Fang Wuxian was unconscious, he didn't know what Xiaoyaozi was talking about, he reached out and pulled out the broken branch inserted in his left arm, sat up against a tree, and didn't look at Xiaoyaozi, but looked at the stone bow in his right hand with red eyes.

"Don't want to hand it over? Anyway, there is a secret method in the Poor Dao that is suitable for you. ”

Xiaoyaozi didn't care about Fang Wuxie's reaction, although Fang Wuxie's secret method was weird, but after all, his cultivation was insufficient, and he didn't need to worry. He just hasn't spoken to anyone in his heart for too long, and at this time, in the face of a "dying" person, he can't help but want to say more.

"It's been a long time since you've spoken to someone? I'm afraid it's been a hundred years! Xiaoyao Cen looked far away, and couldn't help sighing: "Do you know why Poor Dao has to go to the fairy world?" Xiaoyaozi snorted: "In ancient times, there was no distinction between the fairy world and the human world, but later there were great changes in heaven and earth, and the great supernatural powers isolated the land with abundant spiritual energy, and there was a fairy world. ”

"Do you know how to say that one day in heaven and one year on earth comes from? It's not about time, it's about cultivating Reiki! ”

Seeing Fang Wuxian staring at the stone bow and ignoring him, Xiaoyaozi grabbed the stone bow in the air, closed his eyes and sensed it for a while before throwing it to Fang Wuxie: "This bow is really a bit weird, but there is not one in the bow There is not one in ten, I am afraid that it has dissipated for thousands of years." That's the sad thing about the mortal world! ”

Xiaoyaozi only thought that the stone bow's vitality had dissipated in the mortal realm, but he didn't know that not long ago, the blood-colored aura in the stone bow poured into Fang Wuxie's body, widening and strengthening Fang Wuxie's meridians to a perverted level. He threw the stone bow to Fang Wuxie, just to see what other means Fang Wuxian could use.

It's a pity that Fang Wuxian seemed to be beaten stupidly, just holding the stone bow and not moving.

Xiaoyaozi said again: "It is not easy to cultivate in the mortal realm, and it is even more difficult than the mortal realm in the Yaochi Holy Land, because it is too small there, and even the elixir that helps in alchemy cannot be found. After 60 years of painstaking research, I found a secret method that has never been used before, and it will be used on you in a while. ”

"It is difficult to have a miracle medicine in the mortal world's spiritual energy, but cultivators can condense blood qi, gather vitality qi, and attain enlightenment fruits." Xiaoyaozi became a little excited when he said this, and he no longer called himself a poor man, but changed to an old man: "Dao fruit, Dao fruit, the positive fruit of cultivation." In this way, isn't a cultivator a ready-made miracle medicine! The old man figured out this problem, and finally found the secret method of picking the cultivator's Dao fruit, and then broke through all the way, and finally became invincible in the world. ”

If Fang Wuxian was sober at the moment, he would definitely laugh at Xiaoyaozi for bragging about not paying taxes, and even if he was the king and hegemon in the small Yaochi Holy Land, he would dare to say that he was invincible in the world. It's a pity that his consciousness has disappeared, and he didn't react much to what Xiaoyaozi said, he just grabbed the stone bow and absorbed all the remaining vitality in the bow into his hand.

And the blood-colored aura that was originally only compressed to the elbow had all been pressed into the palm of his hand, and the three blood arrow marks on the palm of his hand were even clearer, as if they could break out of the body at any time.