"Sword Intent !!"

Liu Ruozhi listened to the report of his subordinates, and his face couldn't help but show shock.

Sword intent, how is it possible.

A small rising star, even if he has a little talent, how can he comprehend the existence of such a thing as sword intent.

However, Liu Ruozhi had to believe it.

Her subordinates will never give false information, so there is no doubt about the authenticity of this matter.

"Sword intent, heh, sword intent!"

Liu Ruozhi muttered a few words, paced back and forth in the room, and then looked at the person under him with cold eyes, and said, "Where is Fang Xiu now?"

After Fang Xiu hit Huangshan hard, he immediately fled, and no trace was found for the time being. ”

"Escape? In this way, Fang Xiu hit Huangshan hard, and he should have been seriously injured, otherwise, with his temperament, he would definitely not let Huangshan live.

Find, search with all your might, you must find him for me before the Flying Star Sword Sect!"

Liu Ruozhi thought for a while, and immediately ordered.

"Yes!"

The woman kneeling on one knee at the bottom replied respectfully.

"Just change all the guards here, clean your hands and feet, and don't cause too much noise. ”

"Yes......"

The woman trembled and hurriedly replied.

"Stand down!"

"Subordinates retire!"

Liu Ruozhi's face was calm, and a single word decided the death of dozens of people, in her opinion, it was such an ordinary thing.

"It's all dry food, you can't even find out if someone sneaks in, what's the use of coming, waste, it's all waste!"

Thinking that Fang Xiu sneaked in last night and came to her bed, Liu Ruozhi was embarrassed.

......

In the dense forest, Fang Xiu faltered.

"Ahem!"

From time to time, coughing up a mouthful of red and black blood clots, his face was pale and terrifying.

Rao was like this, Fang Xiu did not stay, or did not dare to stay.

He wasn't sure if there was a Flying Star Sword Sect or other masters behind him, if there were, with his current state, a second-rate martial artist would probably be enough to clean him up.

The meridians opened up in the body broke inch by inch, and most of the true qi collapsed, and cracks were also stretched out in the dantian.

It can be said that the foundation of the warrior is already facing collapse at this moment.

It's okay that the meridians are broken, but if there is a problem with the dantian, it will be really a big trouble, and maybe he will become a waste person who has lost his true qi from now on.

Now, every time he urged his true qi, the meridians were like knives, and the pain made Fang Xiu's face distort.

It didn't take long for a dilapidated house to come into his sight.

Well!

Fang Xiu endured the pain and walked closer, only to find that the so-called dilapidated house was a small dilapidated temple.

Cobwebs were tangled everywhere, doors and windows were broken and dusty, and even the beams of the house had fallen off.

Only the statue in the center is intact, only under the cobwebs, it looks a little dilapidated.

"Unexpectedly, I came to the mountain temple again!"

Fang Xiu smiled bitterly in his heart.

The idol in front of him was exactly the same as the one he had seen when he first came to this world, and it was obviously the same god that was enshrined.

The difference is that in the last mountain temple, the head of the deity was broken.

And here, is intact.

On the ground of the mountain temple, a thick layer of straw is spread, and it seems that people have stayed here.

Sensing that there was no trace of anyone else in the mountain temple, Fang Xiu relaxed slightly.

Immediately, his body could no longer support it, and he sat down on the straw, raising a cloud of dust.

However, Fang Xiu didn't care about these anymore.

Sit cross-legged, close your eyes and look inward, and when you see the situation in your body, Fang Xiu's wry smile became even more serious.

"It's really a big loss this time!"

Fang Xiu couldn't help but sigh.

When he fought with Huangshan before, the sword he cut out was clearly beyond the scope of his control, causing although the sword hit Huangshan hard, he himself was broken by the meridians impacted by this terrifying force, and his dantian almost collapsed.

Recalling the sword he had slashed out, Fang Xiu couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

The power of that sword was beyond Huang Shan's imagination, and it was also beyond his imagination.

He didn't even know how he had slashed the sword.

It seems that it was cut out so naturally, and it was forced to be cut out.

Fang Xiu had a hunch that if he hadn't slashed that sword at that time, he might be broken through his body by that force that came out of nowhere, and he would explode on the spot.

At such a great price, the results are also considerable.

An acquired master, a strong man who has touched the boundary between heaven and man, will not be spared under this sword.

If it weren't for the fact that he was afraid of the people of the Flying Star Sword Sect, and his body was also seriously injured, Fang Xiu was going to go over and make up for it and send Huangshan back to the west.

"Sword intent, that sword is sword intent?"

Fang Xiu remembered the sentence that Huang Shan blurted out.

As if the sword intent was something terrifying, even an acquired master looked like he had seen a ghost.

Artistic conception?

Fang Xiu tried to recall the feeling when the sword was slashed out before, but he couldn't recall it, he had a clue, but he couldn't grasp it.

"It seems that that the sword drawing technique is just a coincidence, and it has not yet been fully mastered. ”

Shaking his head, Fang Xiu gave up on continuing to pursue that feeling.

The most important thing for him now is not to grasp the sword intent, but to find a way to heal the injuries on his body.

Several small porcelain vases were pulled out of the sleeves of his shirt.

These are all the pills he drew by lottery.

Fang Xiu first picked out a bottle, which was a bottle containing the best gold sore medicine.

Pulling out the cap of the bottle, Fang Xiu poured out some white powdery stuff from the bottle, and then ripped off the shirt on his upper body, revealing the sword wound that was still oozing out slightly.

He punctured a little skin on Huangshan's chest, and the price was the scar on his chest.

Applying the powder to the wound, Fang Xiu only felt a cold feeling at the wound, which was very comfortable.

In less than a breath, the wound that was bleeding out immediately scabbed.

Then for ten breaths, the wound grows granulations at a visible rate, and then heals little by little.

After a quarter of an hour's work, the scab fell off, revealing the white and tender skin inside, which was no different from the surrounding complexion.

If you hadn't known in advance, you would never have thought that you had ever received a sword wound here.

"Shhh

Fang Xiu gasped.

It was the first time he had used the best gold sore medicine, and it was also the first time he had seen the miraculous effects of the best gold sore medicine.

For normal people, such an injury will take at least ten days and half a month to show signs of healing, and it will definitely not fully recover without a month or two.

And even if you recover, there will be scars.

It won't be like it is now, without any traces, as if it had never been hurt.