A chill came from behind me, and my hair stood on end. Subconsciously, I took the command flag and turned back to defense.

However, when I turned around, I saw something that shocked me and felt incredible.

Just as the flying sword eye was about to stab me, a black, clumpy thing quickly flew in front of me, blocking the flying sword for me.

This scene, just like when the fat man blocked the sword for Si Lijing just now, the flying sword pierced straight into this mass of objects, and when the flying sword and this mass of things fell, I instantly fell into shock when I saw it clearly.

It was the iron-backed thorn worm that saved my life!

At the last moment, the iron-backed thorn worm flew in front of me and blocked the flying sword for me with its flesh and blood. When he fell with the flying sword, the dense scorpion took the opportunity to climb onto the sword of the silver sword.

And the behavior of these insects is very strange, they all fell on the sharp blade without exception, cut their own bodies, and then slammed into the flying sword, and at the same time, the red blood with dark blood also splashed on the sword.

They...... It's dying with this flying sword.

At this moment, everyone's heart is full of doubts, and the most confused and shocked is me.

These scorpions have overturned my previous suspicions with their actions, they are not here to intercept us at all, but to save us.

It's just that...... Why did they come to our rescue? Moreover, this priceless and extremely trained Wang Scorpion actually sacrificed himself to block the flying sword for me.

I was puzzled, and I, who had always liked reasoning, was also in a state of extreme confusion at the moment. However, what happened next made me decide to put this doubt aside for now, because I now have more important things to do.

Including the iron-backed thorn worms, countless scorpions chose to die with the flying sword in a self-mutilating way.

At first, I couldn't understand what these scorpions were doing! But when their black blood spread all over the sword, it dawned on me.

They are using the turbid qi of poisonous blood on their bodies to wear out the spirituality of the flying sword.

I've seen anyone wield a flying sword so far, and I don't know much about the art of the sword. But I know very well that there is an inertia in ordinary ritual weapons, and that is to be afraid of the breath of filth.

The so-called filthy qi does not refer to resentment or anger, but refers to the breath carried by the six animals or other turbid substances, the simplest example, such as urine and feces...... Then there are the female geranium belts, or some animals with a foul smell, such as ...... Dung beetle.

These things are inherently tortured and harmful to magic weapons, of course, not only magic weapons, but even the Taoist priest himself, if you are too idle to do anything, you can try to throw a shell Lang to someone else's altar, or throw it directly on the Taoist priest himself, I promise, you will die a miserable death...... It's miserable.

This flying sword is undoubtedly a superior magic weapon, and the days of sacrifice will never be short, he and the mage himself have a heart-to-heart connection, if the master is damaged, the flying sword will be damaged, and vice versa.

It was this important point that I remembered, so I suppressed all the doubts in my heart for the time being.

Seeing the blood-stained flying sword, it staggered and fled in another direction, and the speed of the flight tilted left and right, like a seriously injured old man.

Flying Sword Damaged,...... It means that the owner is also injured because of this, and his strength is greatly reduced.

"You guys be careful to send the fat man and Brother Zheng out of here, and I'll chase the flying sword......" Without hesitation, I turned around and left.

"Wait, Haisheng!" Yao Yirong's shout came from behind me, and I turned around to see Yao Yirong's worried and speechless appearance.

The moment Yao Yirong opened his mouth, everyone's eyes were subconsciously fixed on him.

"Be careful...... everyone watched, Yao Yirong squirmed and instructed me.

"Well...... I will definitely come back safely. I nodded heavily, thanking Yao Yirong for his instructions. Then he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the flying sword not far away.

The reason why I am so anxious is because I always have a hidden danger in my heart. I'm worried about the master of the flying sword hidden behind the scenes, and this confrontation has made me see the weirdness of this flying sword, and it is also very likely that the mage who controls the sword will hold a grudge against us.

Moreover, no one can say for sure whether the relationship between this mage and the Siberian Tiger is that they are cooperating, relatives, or close friends, and whether they will avenge the dead Xiashan Tiger after their injuries and continue to snatch the "thing" in Chen Zheng's hands.

Therefore, whether it is for everyone's breath of relief, or for everyone's safety in the future. Always have to capture the person who controls the sword behind the scenes, after all, no one wants to be targeted by a poisonous snake and live a life of fear.

The silver flying sword fled in the direction where the gunners had fought with the scorpions, and as I chased them to the battlefield, I looked at the remnants of the mountains and fields, hesitated for a moment, and slowed down slightly.

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I have to be careful. There was no corpse left in the battle, only the stumps of scorpions. But the absence of corpses does not mean that the place is completely safe.

On the contrary, the battlefield after the killing is full of crises.

The unstoppable gunman mercenary before had now turned into a pool of purple viscous blood, and where the blood spread, the weeds around it were covered with a purple coat. It looks gorgeous, but in fact it is full of deadly toxicity, as long as it is stained with a little, it is definitely the same as these gunmen, and the life will return to Huangquan, and there will be no bones left.

Especially the iron-backed thorn worm, who is the king of the scorpions, and everywhere he goes, he is not a corrupt creature, but an assimilation. Turn all the creatures you step on into poisonous, deadly poisons. And you can't tell from the outside what it walks through and where it's poisonous.

So within this confines of the battlefield, I could only slow down my pace and walk cautiously

As soon as I stepped out of the confines of the battlefield, I immediately quickened my pace and quickly pursued the silver flying sword.

At this moment, the flying sword did not have the lightning speed as before, and while flying, it was still shaking, and it almost fell down several times.

It wasn't until it flew into a canyon in the mountains that it regained some of its vigor, and a faint cold light appeared on the dark sword's body, and the speed of its escape gradually increased.

The night was getting darker, and if it weren't for my good eyesight, I wouldn't have been able to see the silver light hidden in the darkness of the night.

The flying sword led me out of the hill and back to the area of the city of Macau. The roads it traveled were in remote and uninhabited areas, and as time passed, he was much faster than when he was corrupted by poisonous insects.

With a swish, the flying sword disappeared into a bend in the road. I hurriedly chased after him where he had disappeared.

However, when I ran into this intersection, I found that it was pitch black inside, and there was no shadow of the flying sword at all.

I don't know if he's hiding in the shadows or if he's out of my sight. But I'm sure the owner of the flying sword is around here.

This flying sword is very psychic and has a spiritual connection with its master. Before he was able to be knocked down again and again and then bounced up in time, and even assassinated Chen Zheng accurately. It also proves that Edgeworth's mages can see exactly where the flying sword is.

Thinking of this, my heart became even more nervous, and the hand holding the Ling Qi even shed a slight sweat. I can only push myself up and be more careful

As I walked, I carefully observed my surroundings, looking for any remnants of ash such as yellow paper.

If a mage wants to assassinate a person with a sword, he must first know how to open the altar, and since the altar is opened, then he will definitely use supplies such as yellow table paper.

So, while I drew the flower in my hand and held the order flag in front of my chest, my eyes searched everywhere in the alley.

However, when I walked the long alley, I found that I had not found any ashes such as table paper. It was only now that I came back to my senses, and I followed the flying sword all the way to an unknown place that I had never been before.

There is a small temple at the end of the alley, the temple is small, some of it is declining, and it is dedicated to the city god. And the temple is also located in the middle of several forked roads.

To the south, there is a junction, and to the north, there is also one, and I came in from this fork in the road to the east.

Therefore, it is not excluded that after the flying sword entered this intersection, he turned the direction and continued to flee to other intersections. And I could only stand in front of the gate of the City God Temple, helplessly looking at the three forks in the road not far ahead.

The one on the east side is the direction I'm chasing, so this intersection can be ignored. It's just that there are two left, north and south. Either I continue to chase south, or I chase north, and two very different directions determine two very different consequences.

Once you make a mistake, it means that the flying sword and his master have completely escaped. And we may have a long, long and fearful life in the future.

Alas...... I sighed helplessly and put my hand in my pocket helplessly.

I seemed to have touched something fluffy in my hand, and I was surprised to take it out and look at it, only to find that it was the hair left over from the paper figure being burned to ashes.

There are five scattered in total, half black and half white. The reason why the paper figures in the hall are small and delicate and even more strange than those we encountered by the stream is mostly due to these hairs.

It's just that I can't even find a damaged flying sword, let alone find the owner of this imperial sword through the flying sword, what's the use of keeping these hairs?

Thinking of this, I was distraught and shook my hand, and was about to throw away the hair.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in my mind, and I was able to close my open palms together in time, and grabbed the hair that I had almost discarded, and I got = back in time......

By the way, this is the hair of the owner of the flying sword, I can give him a spell...... And so he was found.

This is the City God Temple, the City God is the Yin God, a natural altar is here, and I don't need to find it at all.

And because of the damage to the flying sword, the sword master must have fallen into a period of weakness. If it is usual, grammar may not be useful, but at this moment...... Maybe it's going to happen.

Thinking of this, I took a deep breath and looked at the slightly dilapidated City God Temple in front of me, and the corners of my mouth inadvertently drew an arc.