Staggered to the side of the bed, reluctantly sat down cross-legged, coughed a few times, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, Ye Chu shook his head and smiled bitterly, this time it was really careless. I almost didn't succeed in the robbery, but I died!

One is that she still lacks understanding of the mysterious methods of cultivating immortals, but these days, she has won battles and battles, and she is a little arrogant! While summarizing the lessons of this battle, Ye Chu operated the sword qi in his body.

The sword qi ran for several weeks, and the injuries in his body were suppressed, Ye Chu took out a jade card, waved his hand and played several magic tricks, and the room had a flash of inspiration, and the defensive formation in this room was activated.

The sword qi was running, and a thick layer of sword qi was densely covered in his hands, and after that, Ye Chu carefully touched an object from the storage bag as if he was facing a great enemy.

This thing, about the size of half a baby's fist, was a thin piece, wide at one end and thin at the other, a piece of rusty iron with irregular shapes, uneven edges, as if it had been broken from something.

Looking left and right, it was just a piece of worn-out iron thrown on the ground and no one picked it up, no one could believe that this thing could exude a sky-high sword intent, almost snatching Ye Chu's mind and turning her into a walking corpse who only knew how to kill!

This piece of iron bounced weakly a few times, and then quietly stayed in Ye Chu's palm, without any abnormality. Isn't that the thing? Ye Chu narrowed her eyes, silently recalling every item she had collected from Lin Zhiyue's body, and suddenly her palms were cold, and the biting chill almost froze her palms.

The sword aura that covered the palms of his hands. I don't know when it dissipated, and the iron piece was already attached to Ye Chu's palm. The chill in the palm of his hand became worse and worse, and a faint sword intent began to emanate from this iron piece.

A bad feeling flashed in his heart, Ye Chu instinctively carried the sword qi, and the sword qi suddenly exploded, wrapping the iron piece layer after layer, until the iron piece was wrapped into a round red cocoon, Ye Chu relaxed and let out a long breath.

The iron piece trembled slightly under the red sword qi. Ripples appeared inside the sword qi. This tremor grew stronger. The sword qi that enveloped it actually decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and slowly turned into a thin layer.

In this situation, there is something Ye Chu doesn't understand. I don't know what this thing is, though. But it's "eating" her sword energy!

Seeing that the remaining sword qi couldn't last long. Ye Chu's heart tightened, and the sword qi in his body surged out, trying to wrap this piece of iron again. After this piece of iron absorbed a part of the sword qi. As if he had eaten a great tonic pill, not only did he start to tremble violently, but he also accelerated the speed of absorbing sword qi.

Ye Chu also knew that this was quenching his thirst, but there was no better way for a while, so he could only speed up the output of sword qi and gain a little more time so that he could think of countermeasures.

"Buzz! Airplanes! Airplanes! ”

As this piece of iron absorbed more and more sword qi, it was no longer a random tremor, and its amplitude became extremely regular, just like a cultivator's cultivation and breathing, exhaling and swallowing Ye Chu's sword qi.

His face turned a little blue, as time passed, the sword qi in Ye Chu's body had almost dried up, and the meridians began to ache faintly, and the sword qi wrapped in iron pieces became thinner and thinner!

All kinds of thoughts in Ye Chu's heart turned sharply, thinking about countermeasures. With a muffled snort, blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and she didn't have time to think about it anymore, Ye Chu gritted her teeth, showed her sword intent with her edge, and slashed towards the iron piece fiercely!

"Bell!" The invisible sword intent collided with this piece of iron, and it actually made a sound of gold and iron. Ye Chu's head tilted slightly, "Poof! Spat out a mouthful of blood, and the regular tremor of the iron piece stopped violently. One person and one piece of iron are at a stalemate.

I don't know how long it will take, and this tug-of-war seems to be about to be decided. The worn-out piece of iron began to tremble slightly, and Ye Chu was sweating like rain, his hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, his clothes were completely soaked with sweat, his face was blue, his teeth were biting his lips tightly, and his lips were already blue-white.

But for Ye Chu, who has struggled for several years in the last days, fought to the last moment of his life, and cherished his life in this life incomparably, what is this pain?! How could Ye Chu bow his head and admit defeat?

Her body had reached its limit, and she could no longer feel the pain in her body, not because the pain was gone, but because she was numb. The whole person was crumbling, and the wolf was unbearable, but Ye Chu's eyes were still bright, and the thought that he couldn't give up was firmly in his mind, Ye Chu relied on his tenacious will, supporting, and suppressing the tremor of the iron piece to death, without a trace of weakness, without half a point of retreat!

The tremor of the iron piece lasted for a moment, and then it was suppressed by Ye Chu again, and it was back in a motionless state.

After a long time, Ye Chu only felt that the biting chill in his palm had disappeared, and he twisted his eyebrows slightly to look closely, and the mottled rust on the iron sheet began to fade, revealing a simple and profound broken pattern, and even the texture became different, no longer a metallic cold feeling, but a non-gold and non-jade, some warm feeling.

The sword qi in his body, which was almost exhausted and running slowly like an old cow pulling a broken car, suddenly became smart, and the sword qi sword was even sharper, and there was a feeling that he was about to move, as if he was about to break through Ye Chu's body.

A red light, as bright as blood, burst out from this thing, cold, bloody, tyrannical, obviously some negative feelings, but it made Ye Chu feel kind.

"Boom!"

A light and shadow that couldn't see his face clearly appeared in Ye Chu's sea of knowledge, drawing his sword out of the sheath, splitting, cutting, picking, teasing, and stabbing, dancing unusually slowly, Ye Chu also looked at it attentively, but for some reason, this incomparably mysterious swordsmanship couldn't remember it at all! The light and shadow retracted the sword and returned it to its sheath, and then began to shatter, turning into countless points of light, slowly dissipating in Ye Chu's sea of knowledge.

The worn scabbard on Ye Chu's waist suddenly trembled! A powerful suction force came, "Whoosh! The piece of something in her hand flew towards the scabbard like a swallow thrown into the forest. After that, the piece was attached to the scabbard and a hole was filled.

"Buzz!"

The scabbard trembled slightly, as if excited and joyful! A wave of fluctuations entered Ye Chu's divine sense, "Sword cultivation, the most terrifying time is when the sword is not unsheathed. Because the unknown is the most terrible thing, the sword is hidden in the sheath, and it is not known when, where, and how to make the sword, which is the strongest moment for a sword cultivation! Therefore, the name of the sheath is "Tibetan Feng". (To be continued......)