"Peng",

He Busi's hand fell into a blood-colored vortex and pressed heavily on Cao Yunjiao's chest, and the aura of his whole body gathered into a Dao and rushed towards his body.

The huge impact force shook Cao Yunjiao straight back two steps.

But that's all, Cao Yunjiao's Wu Swallowing Gong has been cultivated to the ninth level, and his own cultivation is far beyond what he thinks, this kind of aura is just painless to him.

He raised his eyes and looked at why not think of yin and smiled: "There is a limit to the endurance of swallowing Wu Gong, but you think that with your little strength, you can eat me back?"

"Hahahaha...... It's so naïve",

The big iron pincer-like hand clasped He Busi's shoulder, and the aura in his body was like a tide.

Why don't you think about it, but ignore it, and hand all the spiritual energy that swallows Wu Gong into his body, but when the spiritual energy is about to be exhausted, the sword qi erupts, and a sword sound is emitted from his body, and a sword qi is born at his fingertips, and a "snort" completely pierces his heart.

Under the suction bonus of Swallow Wu Gong, this sword qi was extremely sharp and fast, and the distance between the two was so close that Cao Yunjiao had no chance to turn around at all, and his body was penetrated again.

A sword pierced the heart, but why not think about it but still like a great enemy, the moment he swallowed Wu Gong stagnation, the sword finger turned into a palm, heavy pressure on him, and as soon as he collected and released, he flew out upside down with his strength.

His aura has almost been exhausted, and his body has almost been exhausted, if ordinary people have already fainted, but he is still so indifferent, so sword intent, and his body method is still so fast.

The figure flew by and picked up the iron sword that fell to the ground, glanced at Luo Qiyue lightly, and said, "Don't go quickly,

He resolutely retreated, and as soon as his body moved, he headed southwest.

The people in the stockade had forgotten to retreat, and he had gone in the opposite direction.

Luo Qiyue was stunned for a moment, and then came back to her senses, and her figure turned into a shadow on her tiptoes.

"Escape?hahaha, can you still escape?",

Sure enough, the sound of wild laughter came from behind him.

He Busi's last sword still failed to kill him, this demon was so vigorous that he would not die even if he pierced his heart, and after absorbing all of He Busi's aura, his strength had already returned to its peak.

Cao Yunjiao had five fingers, and the blood qi spread, like a red rope wrapped around the handle of the blood bone knife, and he pulled back the broadknife with his backhand, and the blood flow spread out under his feet, and the sand and dust overflowed, and he heard a loud bang when he stepped on his feet, and the blood flow burst out, and he was in the center of this bloody storm and chased after the two people who had gone far away, and the evil of the coming force made people feel cold.

If you don't think about it normally, it's effortless to escape, but at this time, the aura is exhausted, the physical strength is gone, the body method is no longer fully operational, and what's worse is that he can't last long at all.

His face was pale, blood was constantly spilling from his mouth, and his chest was rising and falling violently, as if he would not be able to support it at any moment.

The snow waves behind him were monstrous, and Cao Yunjiao's body turned into a huge blood shadow in the air, and the wild laughter shook the sky, and the creatures in the entire desert were all terrified.

Knowing that he would run out of physical strength and die like this, Luo Qiyue's body moved, and she walked in front of him at two o'clock in the air, grabbed his wrist, and said softly: "He Daxia, I'll take you away",

The moment the skin touched, it could be clearly seen that He Busi's fingers trembled slightly, and Luo Qiyue smiled and said, "Is it still a chick?"

Why don't you frown, her face showing disgust, Luo Qiyue's face suddenly turned red, and for some reason she only felt as if she had been pricked by a needle in her heart.

She was adopted by Wei Qinghong in the Holy Fire Sect since she was a child, and she was used to seeing the dirty things in the sect, and her mind was different from that of ordinary women, that is, when the Holy Fire Sect was defeated and had to commit herself to the Crescent Moon Inn and the horse bandits, she was even more disdainful of the emotions between men and women, and all she liked was to play with those self-righteous men and see what they wanted but couldn't get, and she had long lost any hope for her own happiness.

But at this time, for some reason, she suddenly had a little expectation, as if the long-term darkness had finally ushered in a glimmer of phantom light, and it was precisely because of this that she suddenly felt heartache when she saw the disgusted expression on He Busi's face.

She could only endure the heartache and said softly: "Hold my hand, I'll take you to get rid of him",

Why don't you cough up a trace of blood in your mouth again, nod and say: "Don't look back, just run for your life, if you delay for a while or three, he will definitely die",

Luo Qiyue could only smile bitterly.

Is he comforting himself? But he is no longer a simple little girl, after absorbing his power, Cao Yunjiao's strength has been completely recovered, and the blood and qi around her body have formed a torrent, she can naturally see that it is the two of them who will die no matter what.

The monstrous blood wave was getting closer and closer, the blood shadow was approaching rapidly, and the breath that wanted to choose someone to devour was also quietly approaching, and a sense of despair welled up in her heart, making her feel that it was difficult to breathe.

Both of them were shrouded in the red that swept the sky.

But at this moment, the figure in the blood wave suddenly screamed, and the blood wave around him suddenly collapsed, and the blood-like color quietly dissipated, replaced by a rich, ink-like black.

"Poof... This is ......",

The blood wave dissipated, and the blood-colored giant shadow disappeared, Cao Yunjiao was originally embodied, but he was no longer as brave as Fang Cai.

His blood was still vigorous, but his body was covered with a layer of black, black skin, black fingers, black face, and... Black blood.

Drops of black blood flowed out of his already battered body, but they didn't flow completely, they froze on him before they fell, poisonous blood, all he had in his body was poisonous blood.

Not only that, but even his aura turned black, and as long as the slightest movement of the toxin spread endlessly in his body.

"You... What did it do to me?",

"You dare to use poison on me, you waste, you have a kind of dignified fight with me, come, you waste",

Cao Yunjiao was furious, roaring again and again, his face was hideous, and even his eyes were almost squeezed out of his sockets with rage, and black blood was dense on it like spider silk.

Angry, unwilling, angry...... , all kinds of emotions filled every corner of his body, making him painful as tearing, and then going crazy, and the violent aura in his body shot out one after another, venting outside his body like a raging wave.

Why don't you think about stepping forward with an iron sword in hand.

Luo Qiyue gently tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Wait, he'll die soon",

Cao Yunjiao was already at the end of his crossbow, and he would definitely die in a few moments or three at most, although she didn't know how to do it, but she knew that it was better not to rashly face his possible counterattack at this time.

He Busi shook his head, gently shook off her hand and walked in front of Cao Yunjiao step by step.

Cao Yunjiao roared angrily, suddenly burst out, and smashed his fist on the top of He Busi's head with a hook of five fingers.

His fist immediately reached He Busi's forehead.

If this punch is smashed, why don't you think you will definitely die, but his fist is only printed on He Busi's forehead, and it doesn't really smash down, just a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him.

He Busi didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at him quietly.

His eyes were still so cold and resolute.

With a deathly gaze, Cao Yunjiao saw He Busi's pupils clearly, and He Busi also saw every bloodshot in his eyes, and they both saw each other's past in each other's eyes.

Miserable, desolate, and helpless, they all loved this world, but this world never loved them, and they were treated maliciously all their lives, so Cao Yunjiao used killing to find the meaning of survival.

When killing becomes the only meaning of a person's life, his life begins to sink until he burns out his last life.

In the eyes of the world, Cao Yunjiao is a murderous and crazy devil, but in the eyes of He Busi, he is just a helpless and poor man, killing cannot bring him happiness, only endless pain.

"You're not strong enough",

He said.

Cao Yunjiao's clenched claws suddenly loosened, a large piece of blood foam spat out of his mouth, and he laughed miserably: "Yes, if I am strong enough, how could I be killed by Wei Qinghong's dog thief as soon as I was born? How could I be suppressed under the dungeon for twenty years? A lifetime of pain?",

He Busi's iron sword with five fingers opened and laughed, and roared: "You are a real swordsman, kill me, I will die at your hands, I just want to die at your hands, kill me",

He Busi nodded, flipped his wrist, and the iron sword passed through his throat.

The sound of "cooing" came from Cao Yunjiao's throat, but there was no sound of pain, on the contrary, there was relief in his eyes, and he fell down with his head after laughing twice.

He Busi gasped softly, pulled out the iron sword, his eyes were hazy, and his body involuntarily fell into the yellow sand.

He was already exhausted.