Mo Xiaoyu shook his head slowly, his face pale.

Blood slid down the blade of the fire, and fell onto her hand.

"Stop...... Brother Ye ...... "Her face was as white as paper, and her hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling slightly.

Ye Lingyu grabbed the blade expressionlessly, blood gushed out, flowed down his wrist, and in a blink of an eye, his sleeves were already wet.

"Let it go...... You let go!" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed, his mind blank for a while.

She had originally made up her mind to hate Ye Lingyu for the rest of her life, and she did attack Ye Lingyu with murderous intent. But at this moment, when she saw the bright red dripping down Ye Lingyu's hand, she panicked.

The resentment in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, leaving only panic.

She knew very well how sharp the edge of the flowing fire was.

At this moment, Ye Lingyu held the blade and didn't use any spiritual power.

As long as Mo Xiaoyu gently twitched the blade, with the advantage of the flowing fire, there was no doubt that he could cut off Ye Lingyu's four fingers together.

"You let go! You let go!" Seeing that blood flowed more and more, Mo Xiaoyu's face became more and more panicked, but Ye Lingyu, who was holding the blade, had a calm face.

What kind of spiritual weapon is the Flowing Fire Blade, Mo Xiaoyu heard what the Red Dust Knife said, and knew what kind of existence this knife was, and also knew what kind of power it had.

The blade was only an inch or two away from her neck.

She jerked her hand loose and stumbled back.

Tears and panic were written all over her face at the same time, and her heart was in chaos.

She didn't think about getting Ye Lingyu hurt, even if she shot at Ye Lingyu, she knew that it was impossible for her to hurt Ye Lingyu. She had no intention of injuring Ye Lingyu, but at this moment, Ye Lingyu's hands were bleeding.

Even if you don't look at it, you know how deep the wound is.

Ye Lingyu lowered his eyebrows and looked at the edge of the flowing fire in his hand, turned slightly, and re-grasped the hilt. With no joy or sadness on his face, black fire and white thunder appeared on his other hand at the same time, holding the blade and slamming it along the blade.

A piercing shrill whistling sounded, and everyone covered their ears at this moment.

"Ling Yu!" Seeing Ye Lingyu's move, even Meng Xue panicked.

After one time, the black lines on Ye Lingyu's body appeared, and the black lines once again turned into golden patterns and outer path magic patterns.

The breath suddenly skyrocketed.

The pure demon body, when casting the outer path demon pattern, the improvement of the aura is far from being comparable to what it used to be.

The thunder and fire in his hand were intertwined, and he swiped along the blade again.

Mo Xiaoyu's tear-covered face was shocked, and he looked at Ye Lingyu's actions at this moment in a daze.

What he was doing at the moment was clearly destroying the blade of the Flowing Fire Blade.

"Stop!" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed. The Flowing Fire Edge is Ye Lingyu's vital weapon, and he will inevitably use it in battles in the future.

Once...... Twice...... Three times...... Four ......

Ye Lingyu applied the power of thunder and fire to the blade again and again.

Each time it was a piercing scream, like scraping a tin sheet with something sharp.

The blade of the flame is strong, but that doesn't mean it won't be damaged.

This process lasted dozens of times, even hundreds of times, and Mo Xiaoyu couldn't remember it until after the last scream, Mo Xiaoyu looked at the edge of the flowing fire and found that the originally sharp blade had become pitted at the moment, and there was no trace of sharp arc light.

The edge of the Flame Blade was ruined...... And it's completely destroyed. The knife that was once known as the "sharpest" knife and once followed the Heavenly Dao Demon Lord to fight in all directions no longer has any sharpness.

A bladeless knife is like a man without hands and feet.

Mo Xiaoyu couldn't cry, this was not what she wanted to see, she knew how important the Flowing Fire Edge was to Ye Lingyu, she didn't want to be like this: "Why, why are you doing this...... That's not your fault, I know it's not your fault......"

Ye Lingyu looked at the blade of the flowing fire, and said indifferently: "It killed people who shouldn't be killed." ”

Mo Xiaoyu's tears fell, and he couldn't say a word.

She knew that it wasn't Ye Lingyu's fault, she just wanted to hear Ye Lingyu say even a word of apology. However, he did not express it in words, but directly destroyed his most important weapon.

"I won't deny that Murphy died at my hands, and even if you hate me, I have nothing to say. This is his sin, he has never denied it, and he will not deny it, he will only carry this weight on his back and go the way forward.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't look at him anymore, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the jungle in the distance, and the whimper gradually faded away.

"Ling Yu ......" Mengxue walked up and held his hand with concern.

The injury on his hand was no longer a major problem, and with Ye Lingyu's physique, the injury was already healing. But the edge of the fire has been destroyed, and it can never be repaired.

Meng Xue sighed softly: "Why are you doing this." ”

Carrying the edge of the flowing fire, Ye Lingyu sighed lightly, this is a debt he owes, and it is also a debt that he can never repay. Changed the subject: "Don't let Xiao Yu run away, this place is not safe." ”

Chase towards the forest with Mengxue and Purple Star.

In the forest, Mo Xiaoyu ran all the way, and her tears couldn't be stopped like beads with broken threads.

She hated Ye Lingyu or not, she knew it from the moment she saw Ye Lingyu, but until the moment Ye Lingyu ruined the edge of the flowing fire, she only felt deep guilt.

She didn't know how far she had run out, until she came back to her senses and realized that she was already deep in the jungle.

The surrounding roads have long been indistinguishable, and the scenery is the same all around.

Mo Xiaoyu sat down slowly leaning on a tree trunk, feeling that all his strength had been drained, and his face was full of tears.

"Hey, did you say it......" At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the forest, and the sound came from far and near.

"You mean that Ye Lingyu, it has been rumored recently, the demon clan has descended into the world, and the entire Heavenly Saint Imperial City has been washed in blood, this is the most exciting thing recently. ”

"Don't say it, it is estimated that in a while, people in the entire continent will know this name. Now, everyone has to be punished, and everyone in the world has to hunt him down. ”

"That can't be helped, who told people and demons to be incompatible. ”

Mo Xiaoyu slowly stood up, wiped the tears on his face, and listened carefully. In the distance, in addition to the sound of footsteps, there was also the sound of ruts, and judging by the level of noise, there were at least a few dozen people.

Just as she was about to take refuge for the time being, a loud shout suddenly came from afar: "Who!"

Then a few wind-breaking sounds came, and in the blink of an eye, they had already come to Mo Xiaoyu.

There are dozens of people coming, including several ground steps, and the first one is the cultivation of the ninth level of the ground level.

The ninth layer of the ground level is already extremely powerful, and there are very few such people around the Heavenly Saint, and only a few major sects have such characters.

A pair of eyes were all cast on Mo Xiaoyu, nostalgic for that beautiful figure, and gradually became greedy.

"You ...... Who is ......" Until this moment, Mo Xiaoyu's face was still a little pale, and he said tremblingly.

"Haha, who are we? Who are we, is it your turn to take care of this little girl?" The ninth layer of the ground ladder led by him wiped his thick beard, and his eyes narrowed, "It's you, such a smart girl, what are you doing alone in this deep mountain and old forest?"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

A dozen carriages came from behind, each dragging a huge carriage, which was wrapped in a tarpaulin, which seemed to have a special prohibition on it, and even the divine sense could not penetrate it.

However, even so, when the wind blows, a corner of the tarpaulin is lifted. Mo Xiaoyu really saw that it was not a carriage at all, but a huge iron cage, and there was clearly a human figure in the iron cage.

Looking at the clothes of these people, they clearly look like people from a certain sect. Sects abduct and sell human beings, this kind of thing is actually not uncommon.

She stepped back again and again, and pulled out a green sword from the Qiankun Ring.

"Oh, the little girl is treating us like robbers? Haha, it doesn't matter, as long as you go back with us, we won't hurt you. The leading beard laughed, and the eagle-like gaze kept scanning Mo Xiaoyu's body, and his tongue gently filled his lips.

had just experienced a sad thing, and immediately met such a group of people, Mo Xiaoyu felt that his whole heart had fallen to the bottom.

She is only a Xuan-level cultivator, and if she wants to take down her at any level here, she will be able to capture her.

The beard approached step by step: "What's the matter?" I advise you not to resist, go back with us obediently, as long as you are honest, we will not embarrass you." It's rare to meet a woman like you, and I'm not willing to embarrass you, hahahaha. ”

A series of laughter, gloomy and indifferent.

Even if Mo Xiaoyu didn't want to, he knew what the consequences would be if he fell into their hands.

If you don't want to think about it, you just run.

"You want to run, the door is not there!" The bearded figure caught up with her footsteps, blocking her in front of her, and a large hand reached out.

The green sword is lifted from the bottom up, and Mo Xiaoyu's swordsmanship is learned from the Red Dust Knife, and the power is not bad. The sword goes off the rails and pierces the opponent's lower ribs.

All the spiritual power in his body was used to push the blade, and the sound of the sword rang out.

"Look for death!" shouted in a deep voice.

If Mo Xiaoyu obediently tied his hands and caught him, he might still pity the jade, but since he didn't know how to do it, it was no wonder that he was not interested.

Two fingers pressed forward, and the blade was clamped. No matter how hard Mo Xiaoyu tried, he couldn't push it even a bit. After all, the difference between the cultivation of the two sides is too great, and this is not something that skills can make up for at all.

With a slight shake of her wrist, the blade of the sword suddenly shattered, and the aftermath hit Mo Xiaoyu's body, directly blasting her upside down, falling heavily to the ground, and spitting out a mouthful of red blood.

"Hmph, toast without eating and drinking. Take it down for me!" The bearded face twitched, pointed in the direction of Mo Xiaoyu, and immediately ordered.

Several people around rushed up, wanting to capture Mo Xiaoyu.

And at this moment, another sword roar resounded through the four fields.

Only this time, after the sound of the sword, the few people who were close to Mo Xiaoyu froze into ice sculptures.

The ice sculpture shattered in response, and the people below it also turned into ice dust.

The beard's face changed at this time, and he took a few steps back, and just now a few sword qi struck, and there was a chill in the sword qi that made him afraid.

Three figures fell next to Mo Xiaoyu, two of them were women, with a peerless elegance that thousands of fandels could not match, while the men were surrounded by a turbulent aura that made people's hearts and souls turbulent.

"Purple ...... Elder Purple Star!" When the beard saw Purple Star, he almost stumbled.

"Wei Wushuang?" Zixing was also startled, and hurriedly transmitted a message to Ye Lingyu, "They are all from the Taixuanmen, and the ninth layer of the ground level is the elder of the Taixuanmen, named Wei Wushuang. ”

Ye Lingyu's face was gloomy and scary, what about Taixuanmen, what does that have to do with him.

Carrying the edge of the flowing fire, he pressed forward step by step, and his hideous color was like a ghost.

Wei Wushuang was so frightened that he retreated again and again, Ye Lingyu and Meng Xue were both at the peak of the earth level, and their cultivation was on par with him, and the most important thing was Purple Star, and their cultivation was full of heaven level, which was not something he could resist at all.

Ye Lingyu's flowing fire was slowly raised high, and he was about to cut down the ......

Knock Knock......

A throbbing throb suddenly came from the blade.

His movements stopped abruptly, and he looked at the black knife in his hand with a solemn expression.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

The vibrations were louder and louder, like some kind of loud heartbeat, as if some behemoth was waking up from its slumber.