Demon Xiu was in pain, and the hand that was imprisoning An Su's neck suddenly let go, but he didn't let An Su escape, but used his spiritual power to transform into a sharp blade and flew towards An Su mercilessly.

Countless sharp blades attacked, An Su narrowed his eyes, and dodged while using spiritual power as a protective shield.

She was fast, and none of the blades that came her could hurt her.

Seeing her standing in front of him unscathed, Mo Xiu smiled, "Yes, you little girl still has two more hits." ”

Now is not the time to pretend to be forced, An Su gathered his thoughts and quickly looked for a countermeasure.

And the demon cultivator seemed to see her thoughts, he narrowed his eyes, recited a spell, and instantly turned into six doppelgangers, surrounding An Su.

At the same time, Wuchen quickly came to their side, and the Qiwu Sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword glowed with a silver-white cold light.

Ansu was entangled by two doppelgangers, and he didn't have time to care about his side.

Although there were two clones in front of her, the cultivation of the demon cultivator was far above her, and after a few hits, An Su was at a disadvantage.

"Ahh She let out a painful cry and turned her head to see the long whip in the hand of one of the demon cultivators slammed into her arm, deep enough to see the bones.

At the same moment, Wuchen's brows furrowed tightly, and his face was a little pale.

The demon cultivator who was hostile to him was stunned for a moment, then remembered something, and looked at him in disbelief, "Tongsheng Curse!" ”

"Are you sick? actually put a spell on that girl! ”

The same life curse, as the name suggests, is to live and die with the cursed person, and once the cursed person is injured, the cursed person will be hit twice as much! And once the spell is planted, it can never be lifted! Therefore, even if it is a loving couple, it is very rare that they are willing to curse each other.

"So what?" Wuchen raised his eyelids and looked cold and arrogant.

"Neurotic!"

Naturally, Ansu couldn't hear their conversation, and the problems she faced were very tricky.

Although she didn't know about the world of cultivating immortals, she had heard of such things as doppelgangers before, unless the main body died or was withdrawn, otherwise the doppelganger would fight endlessly, but it would cause different degrees of damage to the main body's body.

There are pros and cons.

After the first few encounters, Ansu's physical strength quickly declined, and his dodge and move speed were much slower than before.

Before long, she was already scarred.

Wuchen, who originally had the upper hand in the battle with the demon cultivator, also suffered a lot of inexplicable injuries because of the Tongsheng curse.

He glanced at An Su's side, An Su was about to lose his combat ability at this moment, he squinted, and the Qiwu Sword in his hand turned into a white light, stabbing at the main body of the demon cultivator at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

However, the speed of the clone was even faster, and when the Qi Wu Sword had just pierced into the heart of the demon cultivator, the clone on the other side had already turned into a demon sword and stabbed into An Su's abdomen!

Ansu's eyes widened and he looked at his bleeding lower abdomen. The other doppelganger wanted to end in the same way, but Ansu didn't know where the power came from, so he condensed all the spiritual power in the palm of his hand and beat the clone to pieces!

Demon Xiu also received another blow because of this, and black blood continued to flow out of the corners of his mouth, but he didn't care, and laughed wildly at Wuchen: "Hahaha! Wuchen, I won this battle! Only then did he slowly fall.

There was blood flowing from the corners of Wuchen's mouth, like a cold and noble snow lotus on a snowy mountain, standing there straight, glancing at him coldly.

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned around quickly, and walked towards An Su who had been spread on the ground in a panic.

"Senior brother, I'm ......"

"Shut up." Wuchen scolded her coldly, helped her sit up again, gathered the spiritual power into the palm of his hand, put his big hand on her head, and slowly transferred his spiritual power to her.

Inadvertently, the sky also changed from daylight to dusk.

An Su slowly opened his eyes, although he was seriously injured, but for some reason, he felt refreshed and without any pain.

She turned her head with a grin, wanting to ask Wuchen what method he used to be so effective.

As a result, a black shadow rushed towards her, and the smile on An Su's face instantly froze, and she quickly reached out to catch it.

Dustless fell on her, and there was no color on her god-like handsome face, pale as paper.

"Senior brother? Brother? What happened to you? Ansu nudged him lightly, so nervous that her hands were shaking.

Wuchen lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his voice was not as powerful as before, it was light and fluttering, as if it was going to dissipate in the wind at any time.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

When is he still in the mood to say this?

An Su frowned, looked at him at a loss, and looked flustered, "What's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable? ”

Wuchen's thin lips moved, and before he could speak, Wuchen had already fainted.

"250, is there anything you can do to save him?"

"50 points, a life-saving pill."

"Okay."

took a snow-white life-saving pill from 250 and gave it to Wuchen, and then hurried over to the immortals.

He glanced around, frowning.

"How could Wuchen be so badly injured?" It stands to reason that with his strength, let alone this group of demon cultivators, even if the demon king comes, he can compete with it.

And then he was so badly injured?

Ansu shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

Yi Ming Shangxian didn't say anything more, and a spiritual power was condensed in his palm, which was slowly infused into the dustless body.

After a moment's effort, he withdrew his spiritual power with a solemn expression, and his face was a little ugly.

"Master, how is the senior brother?" An Su grabbed his old man's hand and stared at him nervously, asking him about Wuchen's current situation.

Yi Ming Shangxian was about to speak, and at this moment, Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze swept over Yi Ming Shangxian on the side, and finally stopped on An Su's white little face.

He raised his hand and whispered a incantation, and a pair of red ribbons immediately appeared in his hand, with two bronze bells pinned to them.

Yi Ming Shangxian's eyes widened in surprise, Feng Ling!

He would be willing to take out Fengling!

Wuchen didn't care about his surprised eyes, raised his hand and handed it to Ansu, and said softly, "This is your weapon." ”

"I ......"

Yi Ming Shangxian didn't have time to listen to their chatter, so he said directly: "It just so happens that I want to take Wuchen to retreat, and you can protect yourself by holding it." ”

"Take care of yourself." Wuchen glanced at her, as if he had exhausted his strength, and slowly closed his eyes again.

……

Ansu hadn't seen Wuchen since that time. And because on this Jueling Mountain, her seniority is quite big, and without the control of her master and brother, she is very happy to let herself go.

So after that, she often went down the mountain to walk, but the main purpose was still - to work part-time!

No matter what kind of rough work is tiring, as long as she gives money, she can do it on the knife mountain and down the sea of fire.

No, as soon as she came down the mountain, she received a task to go to the legendary beast forest to pick medicinal herbs.