Xu Youran turned his back to Nie Wushuang, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body was full of spiritual energy, and he didn't pay attention to Nie Wushuang who was standing behind him, and healed himself.

Nie Wushuang's mind began to ask and answer questions non-stop.

What kind of cultivation is Xu Youran?

What is the most important thing for Xu Youran now? Naturally, taking yourself away is the most important thing.

Will the demon king of the demon clan still come? It's hard to say, not necessarily coming, but it doesn't necessarily mean to give up so easily.

If Xu Youran didn't take him away just now to deal with the demon king who came from the demon clan, then why didn't Xu Youran take him away now?

At this moment in Tiger City, there are countless disciples of the human race and demon cultivators of the demon clan, in front of so many disciples of the human race and demon cultivators of the demon clan, Xu Youran vomited blood regardless of face, why?

All of this only points to one answer: Xu Youran is injured, this kind of injury has made Xu Youran unable to take himself away in such a crisis situation, this kind of injury, if not treated, will be fatal, this kind of injury is so serious that Xu Youran has to let go of everything and heal on the spot.

Bottom line: the injury is very serious.

At this moment, Nie Wushuang's pale face glowed with a slight red light.

His heart began to beat rhythmically, and his blood began to flow faster. The heart is beating and the blood is burning.

His body began to tremble slightly, and his eyes glowed green.

Looking at Xu Youran, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, with his back to him, there was a voice in Nie Wushuang's head that kept shouting and roaring.

Nie Wushuang felt his irrepressible excitement, the sides of his head jumped suddenly, and fine sweat kept oozing from his head.

Who wouldn't want to be free if they could be free?

Surrounded by a group of demon soldiers and demon generals, human race knots, and Yuanying power, for Nie Wushuang, freedom is a luxury.

No, we have to find a way to make this extravagant hope come true, what demon clan demon cultivator, what kind of knot monk, the biggest problem for me Nie Wushuang now is Xu Youran in front of me.

Who is the answerer? Why hasn't it appeared yet? Could it be that the person who answered the answer that Lord Yemen spoke of does not exist at all?

In the previous battle with the demon clan, Nie Wushuang even doubted that the person who came to answer him was not a demon clan, but when he found out that the demon clan was also ordered to catch him, he knew that the demon clan would not be the one who responded.

If you really want to answer yourself, you should be sneaky, how can you make such a big fanfare?

There must be someone, and Lord Yemen will not deceive himself.

Did this person see Xu Youran and didn't dare to appear? Then why didn't he appear before? Could it be that the appearance of the demon clan disrupted his plan? Where did he want to pick me up? What kind of response method did he take?

Whatever!

Nie Wushuang shook his head vigorously, his right hand kept shaking, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, and held down his trembling right hand abruptly.

"Nie Wushuang, don't be afraid, what's there to be afraid of?" The voice in his head kept saying to himself: "Don't be afraid! Take this step, and you will be free." ”

At this moment, Nie Wushuang felt as if he was in a huge whirlpool, the power of this whirlpool had not yet exploded, once the whirlpool erupted with terrifying power, he would be turned to ashes by this power in an instant.

The sound of a thumping in my heart seemed to be in my ears.

Nie Wushuang's left hand slammed into his chest, and the Demon Suppression Knife in the storage bag instantly appeared in his right hand.

"Slash Xu Youran!" Nie Wushuang felt that his heart was about to jump out, and when this thought came out, it scared him, which made him feel even more terrifying than his decision to die a moment ago.

Xu Youran still had his back to Nie Wushuang, and a faint layer of white mist was wrapped around him.

"There's no time, once you wait for Xu Youran to heal your wounds, everything will pass, everything will be empty in a blink of an eye, to bet or not to gamble?"

"Bet, as long as the person who received the answer that Lord Yemen said is present, he must be watching me, and he may also be looking for the most suitable opportunity, as long as his cultivation can reach the Jiedan realm, he can take me to fly thousands of miles...... This knife is the best if it can kill Xu Youran, it can't be killed, as long as it can make him unable to move, so that he can't take care of me, I can escape......"

Nie Wushuang's eyes rolled straight in his eyes, and he looked around, he still wanted to see if there was any response from the surrounding area, at this time, how much he hoped to get a hint from the other party, as long as he saw that the other party's cultivation was beyond the Jiedan, he would dare to cut this knife.

But under Nie Wushuang's gaze, the Terran monks didn't know when they had already stood up, but no one dared to stare at the city, and everyone deliberately turned their heads to the side;

Even those demon cultivators, they didn't even dare to retreat, and they didn't dare to look at the head of Tiger City, they stood far away on the ruins of Tiger City, bowing their heads and hanging their hands, as if they were waiting for the Great Sect Master Xu to heal and leave quickly, only in this way did they be sure that they could also leave.

His body trembled, Nie Wushuang's eyes fell on Xu Youran's back, and the Demon Suppression Knife in his hand still looked the same as before, and there was no abnormality in the slightest.

Feeling the cold sweat coming out of his back, and the bun he pulled up seemed to be full of cold sweat, Nie Wushuang's hand holding the Demon Suppression Knife kept shaking with the light tremor of his body.

There can be no more hesitation, there is no time to hesitate like this anymore.

In just five breaths, the thoughts in Nie Wushuang's mind were like rolling waves, countless questions and answers flashed through his mind, and all these questions and answers were all confirming one thing, whether this knife could be cut down or not.

What about the consequences? If you cut it down. Can I, Nie Wushuang, bear the consequences?

"Uncle's! It's nothing more than being captured, can he still kill me Xu Youran? Kill me, where can he Xu Youran find someone like me who can purify the power of spiritual herbs?" Nie Wushuang closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and no longer hesitated.

Restrained all the murderous energy, Nie Wushuang didn't release any spiritual power, he just slowly flipped the wrist of his right hand holding the knife.

The knife moved.

Extremely slow moving.

No one paid attention here, maybe someone was observing the head of Tiger City with their peripheral vision, but Nie Wushuang's slow knife was more like adjusting the posture of holding the knife.

The hand that holds the knife, if you hold it for too long, it is normal to hold the knife in the other hand.

As for why he came out with a knife, all the people who aimed at the situation in the city could come up with ten thousand reasons, and they didn't dare to think that Nie Wushuang would actually use a knife against Xu Youran.

Building a foundation and cutting the Yuan Infant, whether you are a madman or a fool, you will not do it, these two levels, in the cultivation realm, are insurmountable moats.

In addition to the gap in cultivation, Xu Youran's identity is even more daunting, the sect master of the Yunmeng Sect, the first major sect in the world of the human race in the Yunmeng Continent!

Slash and kill Xu Youran, no matter whether you kill it or not, no matter where you go to the sky and the earth, just build a foundation, even if you hide in the center of the earth, you will definitely be dug out, skinned and cramped.

But Nie Wushuang is Nie Wushuang, although he is the deputy hall master of the Cedar Hall, how can he experience too little, there are too many things in the Yunmeng Continent, he has never heard of it, how powerful is the Yunmeng Sect? This sect that is known as the Yunmeng Continent is almost recognized as the world's number one human race cultivation sect, why can it be called the first in the world? What kind of background does it have? Nie Wushuang didn't know any of this.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Nie Wushuang now, because it has already decided to make a knife.

The ignorant are fearless.

Nie Wushuang's hands were trembling, and he kept telling himself in his heart to be calm, and at the same time he kept thinking about and recalling how he felt when he cut out a pot of wine among the flowers on the Zongbi stage.

At this time, any spiritual power, speed, and angle are all in vain, and only the seemingly most prosaic knife has a chance to cut it.

Nie Wushuang's right hand carrying the knife slowly raised, his eyes were closed, and his heart gradually entered a state of emptiness.

A pot of wine among the flowers!

A move that almost most of the monks on the Yunmeng Continent knew, it was called a shit-like sword technique by Fu Xuesong.

The most ordinary knife, without the slightest killing intent, castration is extremely slow, it is too prosaic.

In Nie Wushuang's hands, the Demon Suppression Knife became more ordinary, without causing the slightest ripple, the entire blade was exposed to the air, the black hilt, the bright knife surface, looked like a very ordinary long knife.

Nie Wushuang's right hand was palm facing up, and the knife was also on Nie Wushuang's right side, as Nie Wushuang's raised right hand slowly moved to the left, the Demon Suppression Knife also slowly swiped from right to left.

Xu Youran is still healing.

Nie Wushuang stood behind Xu Youran, and the long knife in his hand slowly cut horizontally towards Xu Youran, but with that posture and knife speed, as well as a knife without killing intent, no one could tell whether Nie Wushuang's knife was just trying to change hands or had another purpose.

The name of the knife is to subdue the demon, it is a sharp blade that Fu Xuesong used to kill the demon thief, and there is a soul-killing stone on the knife, which destroys people's souls.

At this time, Tiger City became extremely quiet and tranquil, silent.

The Demon Blade moved slowly.

The knife has not arrived, Mr. Jing!

10 inches, 8 inches, 6 inches......

The blade was getting closer and closer to the back of Xu Youran's neck, and the blade was already ordinary to the extreme.

At this moment, there is no murderous intent, murderous intent, or murderous aura.

This sword, unlike the violent impact that Nie Wushuang had previously made when he entered the Demon Clan's Great Array, was just moving quietly and slowly.

At this time, there is a knife, but there seems to be no knife.

Xu Youran turned his back to Nie Wushuang, motionless, still healing.

Perhaps no one would have imagined that Nie Wushuang's knife was actually slashed at Xu Youran, to say that no one saw Nie Wushuang take out the knife? That is impossible. Under the city of Tiger City, although countless pairs of eyes did not dare to look at Xu Youran's healing head-on, but the afterglow swept by, and how many people couldn't see that Nie Wushuang was using the knife?

But Nie Wushuang's movements were too slow, so slow that no one thought that his knife was going to kill, and everyone only had one feeling, that is, Nie Wushuang probably wanted to change hands to hold the knife, but the knife seemed to be closer to the healing Sect Master Xu.

No one knows how heavy Xu Youran's injuries are, and no one knows how long he will have to heal.

Four inches!

Nie Wushuang didn't know if Xu Youran could feel the Demon Suppression Knife, and he didn't know if the artistic conception rules in his sword moves could affect Xu Youran in healing.

Three inches!

Nie Wushuang's 36,000 pores all opened slightly, and his spiritual platform was empty at this time.

Two inches!

The Demon Suppression Knife took a step further, and the blade was already close to Xu Youran's neck.

One inch!

Nie Wushuang suddenly mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and the killing intent on the Demon Demon Knife was great, and the killing intent overflowed.

As far as the blade came, Nie Wushuang's eyes were closed, and he gathered the strength and aura of his whole body in his right hand, and slashed down frantically at Xu Youran's neck.

Suddenly, Xu Youran's ears moved and trembled slightly.

One breath, just one breath.

This breath is very short, but it is just the time it takes for an average person to take a breath when they breathe.

When Nie Wushuang's spiritual power poured into the Demon Suppression Knife, the killing intent poured out violently. - This is what happened with this breath.

Xu Youran's eyes opened suddenly, and at this moment, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes - this is also what happened in this breath.

The murderous aura that poured out from the blade of Nie Wushuang's Demon Suppression Knife vanished the moment it touched Xu Youran, as if this killing intent blade had never invaded Xu Youran's body.

For a moment when Xu Youran's eyes were confused, Nie Wushuang slashed heavily at Xu Youran's neck on the right side.

So much has happened in this instant.

The knife cracked the flesh and cut Xu Youran's neck alive.

When Nie Wushuang opened his eyes, he just felt the Demon Suppression Knife enter his flesh, and at the same time he felt a huge force burst out from in front of him, the power was so strong that Nie Wushuang didn't have time to react at all, the qi and blood in the entire body surged, and the aura suddenly scurried up in the spiritual veins, and under the violent impact of this powerful force, his body flew upside down.

Nie Wushuang had a feeling that his whole body was falling apart at this moment, and a sharp pain spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and there was no place in his body that was not painful.

When he flew upside down, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Nie Wushuang's mouth, and that incomparable huge force pushed his body directly from the city to the air, at this moment, Nie Wushuang felt that the bones in his whole body had been broken inch by inch, and the intense pain was completely beyond Nie Wushuang's bearing, even more painful than on the eve of death.

This pain was not only physical, but also partly from Nie Wushuang's heart.

knew that Xu Youran would not kill himself, but the fear that spread from the bottom of his heart made him still tighten in severe pain.

At this moment, Nie Wushuang's consciousness was still awake, and as far as his eyes could see, he wanted to see the person who answered him flying over, but his eyes were blank, only this starry night.

The scene in front of him became more and more blurry, and Nie Wushuang felt extremely sleepy.

It's late at night, so it's a good time to go to bed.

Xu Youran got up suddenly, and let out a long howl.

The Tiger City, which was originally a ruin, was in the midst of Xu Youran's long roar, countless walls that had not collapsed suddenly collapsed, and countless chaotic bricks and stones could not stand the energy released under this long roar, and shattered into powder.

The entire Tiger City shook everywhere and sank down the ground the moment Xu Youran was angry.

All the human monks and demon cultivators of the demon clan were prostrate on the ground at the same time, no matter what realm it was, they were all shocked to fly up at this moment, countless demon cultivators were shocked to vomit blood, and some were shocked to fall into the pit that sank down with broken bricks and stones......

Hearing this scream, Nie Wushuang's throat, whose eyes were originally blurred, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and at this moment, all his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and Nie Wushuang, who was about to fall into a daze, suddenly came to his senses again, and at this moment, he really felt the power of Yuanying Monk.

Xu Youran stopped howling, touched a handful of blood flowing from his neck, turned his head, and stared at Nie Wushuang who was flying upside down in mid-air, his face was expressionless, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't say a word.

The severe pain in Nie Wushuang's body had made him unable to support it any longer, and the exhaustion of his whole body made him unable to open his eyes anymore, and his brain stopped everything running.

But when he closed his eyes, he had already seen a trace of inexplicable and indescribable emotions in Xu Youran's eyes.

As the qi, blood, and aura in Nie Wushuang's body gradually calmed down, there was a roaring sound in his brain, like a storm crashing on the shore, and every time he patted it, Nie Wushuang felt that he was one step closer to death.

In the blink of an eye, Nie Wushuang was still flying upside down in mid-air, but he could no longer hold on to the clarity in his mind, his eyes were slightly closed, and he no longer felt anything up and down his body, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

Is it lethargy, or is it death?

Suddenly, a figure passed by, an elixir entered his throat, and a stream of spiritual power poured in, Nie Wushuang felt that he was being swept up in his robe by someone, the serious injury was finally contained, and his almost unconscious brain began to regain a trace of clarity.

Immediately afterwards, I could only hear Ye Xuanxin's voice in my ears: "I will block Xu Youran, and Wuji will send you away." When the words fell, Nie Wushuang only felt that his body was shooting rapidly in a certain direction again, and he himself did not even have the strength to raise his eyelids.