Huiyue's heart was greatly shaken, and she didn't care about the pursuit of victory, so she urgently recalled the two short swords. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sound of the whistle spread through the forest, and the two short swords swept out like a skill, sweeping away the sandalwood fragments that shot in all directions.

However, as soon as the hundred secrets were sparse, there were still two fragments that pierced through the sword qi, and shot into the forest one after the other, the first one shot towards Zhuo Zangfeng, and the one behind went straight to Her Royal Highness the princess who fell to the ground.

Zhuo Zangfeng mobilized the qi of his whole body, and a warm current rose in the sea of dantian qi, rushing into his wrist along the meridians, and the long sword held in his hand suddenly seemed to be penetrated with new life, becoming brilliant, his wrist turned, and the blade of the sword was slashing at the sandalwood fragments.

With a snap, the piece exploded.

A thick black mist dispersed, and a drowsy scent wafted through the dense forest.

Hit by the huge force on the sandalwood fragments, the long sword in Zhuo Zangfeng's hand snapped, and his body flew towards the princess under the action of inertia.

At this time, the sound of breaking the air behind him was sharp, Zhuo Zangfeng didn't think about it, he quickly stabilized his body, and saw the sandalwood fragments flying towards the princess, he did not hesitate to pounce on the princess.

This time it can't help but say that it was very lucky, although the force of the sandalwood chips was very large, but when the vitality attached to it flew to the two of them, it was already the end of the crossbow.

Not only is the speed slowing down, but the deactivation is also extremely sluggish. Otherwise, with Zhuo Zangfeng's cultivation, it would be impossible to split the wood chips and then block the princess with his body.

The princess felt that the young man's body was pressed against her body, and she was a little moved to know that the young man had blocked this fatal blow for herself.

The splinter hit Zhuo Zangfeng's back, and his back was hit by this force, and his body was pressed down violently again, and the princess felt that her chest was suffocated, and her bones seemed to be crushed by the boy.

Fragments of sandalwood scattered and splashed, and immediately turned into a thick smoke, and Zhuo Zangfeng felt that his eyes were blurred, and he fainted.

When the two short swords went and returned to meet the Qinglong Sword, the black-faced monk took the lead, put his palms together, and pressed down on the head of Huiyue at the top of the pine tree with the momentum of ten thousand people.

Like a black cloud covering the top, Huiyue couldn't be distracted by the flying sword, watching the black qi break through her own protective vitality like a tide, and hit her shoulder hard.

Her thoughts immediately cut off.

The body fell like a kite with a broken string, and then the hundred-year-old ancient pine suddenly broke under the power of the palm, and the pine needles flew like rain.

The two daggers lost control and fell from the air, falling into the dust.

The black-faced monk was shocked by the vitality of Huiyue's body, and his internal organs seemed to be torn apart, and he spit out several mouthfuls of blood in mid-air, floating into the ground, he tried his best to calm the tumbling qi and blood in the sea of meridian qi, took out four pills from his arms and quickly stuffed them into his mouth, closed his eyes and breathed.

If you miss the best time to repair, the sequelae caused by the internal injuries will be with you for the rest of your spiritual life.

The blue light of the green dragon sword, which had lost its vitality in the air, flickered, and it fell from a high altitude and plunged deeply into the thick ancient pine, and the hilt of the sword trembled.

Huiyue fell to the ground, her body that had lost the support of her vitality fell softly on the soft fallen leaves in the dense forest, she struggled to get up, her chest rose and fell violently, and her dantian qi could no longer lift the slightest vitality, her face was black, as if it was much darker than the black-faced monk.

Holding on to the last wisp of divine sense, Hui Yue said miserably: "The Buddhism is mixed with the poison of witch Gu, and it must be the demon monk of Yan Zhiguo." ”

Looking at the direction in which Her Royal Highness the princess fell, she let out a breath with difficulty, forcibly swallowed the qi and blood gushing out of the trachea of her throat, and struggled to move her steps.

There was a dead silence in the dense forest, and the faint fragrance of the sandalwood fish after it was broken still lingered in the forest.

The more powerful the poison, the heavier it is, and it is difficult to be blown away by the wind, so the toxicity is more durable.

The monk has fallen into the evil path after studying witchcraft, and then practicing the sword with witchcraft, there will naturally be no light in the sword intent, no wonder this monk has a black face and black body, and even the sword qi emitted is black.

I heard that the national teacher of Yan Zhiguo cultivated the witch sword, and the cultivation was unfathomable, and it was rumored that the great sword master in the "Four Gods Realm" was called that Sumeru, which was taken from the meaning of Buddhism "Na Sumeru in mustard seeds".

And the black-faced monk in front of him is his junior brother, known as the Black Skull.

This time, he received a secret report from the Tang Dynasty and was ordered to kill the boy who came from Chang'an.

Looking at the portrait of the young man sent by the military department, the black-faced monk couldn't understand what this ordinary, insignificant young man was worthy of his own hands, and why the princess, who had been sitting in the carriage and had an extremely dignified face, was not the target of this operation?

Until he discovered Huiyue, this female nun's qi was as deep as the sea, and the short sword hidden deep in her sleeve often inadvertently emitted sword qi, like two green snakes.

He was not sure, he did not dare to move lightly, he chose this place, thinking that it was the most suitable place to make a move, thinking that he was sure of victory.

Who would have thought that almost all of them would die in this female nun sword low.

Compared with Zhuo Zangfeng's curiosity about him, Her Royal Highness the Princess shocked him even more, and even excited.

This seemingly weak girl not only has a superb appearance, but more importantly, her cultivation level is extremely high, and among these people, she may be second only to Huiyue.

Through careful observation, the black skeleton found that the princess seemed to have encountered a major difficulty in her cultivation, resulting in a lack of vitality in the sea of qi, unable to travel in the meridians and reach the acupuncture points, even if she made a slight move, and even when she spoke, her vitality would be lost in vain.

That's why the princess rarely speaks and rarely gets out of the carriage.

However, what made this monk with a very high cultivation level even more exciting was that he found that Her Royal Highness the Princess was actually a once-in-a-century genius in the cultivation world.

Her body flowed with the blood of the divine phoenix.

The question about the princess was answered at this time.

A person with the blood of the Divine Phoenix would enter the realm very quickly when he first began to cultivate, but when the cultivation realm was far higher than that of the vast majority of cultivators of the same age, the divine wind blood in his body would collide with the Yuan Qi absorbed in the sea of qi, resulting in repulsion. At this time, not to mention cultivation, even daily life will become extremely difficult.

The blood of the divine phoenix, and the mighty, oceanic water veins are general, it is the most yin and soft thing in the world, soft can overcome rigidity, and all things do not follow this law.

Legend has it that the rebirth of the divine phoenix is also to hone the mind, suffer its muscles and bones, make yin and yang harmonious, and fill the sea of qi.

As a practitioner, there is another way to help you get through this.

That is the legendary Heavenly Dao Divine Spring, and the divine spring water is the most feminine.

Resolving femininity with femininity is similar to Lang Zhong, who treats headaches and foot pain in the countryside, although the method is not very clever, but it has a certain effect.

Figuring out the intention of the Sheng Tang Kingdom to send people to find the Heavenly Dao Divine Spring this time, the skeleton monk remembered that when the son of King Qing Shui Mu of his country was sixteen years old, he suddenly fell asleep and lost all the vitality in his body.

King Qing Shui Mu convened all the cultivators in the country at that time to prescribe the right medicine, but to no avail, and later invited the national teacher to learn that the little prince because of his powerful dragon bloodline, in the practice of seeing the female "color" and heartbeat, the yang fire can not help himself, the little vitality of years of hard cultivation is vented from the dust roots.

If it weren't for Nasu's action, the little prince would have died at that time.

This national teacher, who is extremely respected by the people of Yanzhi country, also said that if you want the little prince to wake up, you can only use the blood of a woman with the blood of a divine phoenix.

It's been three years in the blink of an eye, and even though he killed all the maids in the house, King Qing Shui Mu couldn't relieve his hatred. He often looked at his unconscious son and wept bitterly. In the past three years, soaked in elixir, the palace is not short of this money, but it is difficult to find a woman with the blood of the divine phoenix?

Therefore, when the skeleton monk found out that Her Royal Highness the princess was carrying this kind of bloodline that is rare in the world, his excitement can be imagined.

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The wooden fish fragments all hit Zhuo Zangfeng's back, and the princess didn't bear much force, she quickly woke up, opened her eyes, and there was darkness in front of her, and then she found that there was a person pressing on her body.

She stretched out her hand and pushed it, but the man didn't push it away, she rubbed her eyes again, remembering the fierce battle just now, but she couldn't see anything in front of her, could it be that it was dark?

She didn't come up with an answer, and suddenly she felt her eyes swell and pain, and her fingers slowly opened in front of her eyes, but she couldn't see anything, and she was startled, and thought bitterly that she had become blind.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she tried to push the guy away again.

The surroundings were quiet, not even the sound of the wind, she moved in vain a few times, thinking that this young man would die in order to save herself, and she could not be indifferent in any case.

Her tears filled her eyes again, and she didn't know whether it was for herself or for the boy's death.

At this moment, she suddenly noticed that there was a warm feeling where the boy was buried in her shoulder, and gently tested it with her hand, it turned out that this guy could still breathe.

He didn't even die.

Zhuo Zangfeng blocked the sandalwood fragment for the princess at the critical moment, but the force from the fragment was extremely great, as if the back was slammed into the giant tree, and she fainted in dizziness.

Fortunately, there was a "fairy jade god box" on his back to block it for him, so that the fragments would not pierce into the flesh. He felt only sinking into the infinite darkness, until he fell into a river where he could not see clearly, but could only smell a faint fragrance, and in this fragrance he boarded a small boat and paddled with his arms as oars......

Suddenly, he regained consciousness, his body moved, and he rolled from the princess to the ground. Then he stretched out his finger in front of his eyes like a princess, and then he endured it very much, gritting his teeth and enduring the fact that he was blind.

After a while, the princess took a long breath.

"You're not dead?"

"You're not dead either?"

A brief conversation was followed by silence, each thinking about something thrilling.

At this time, Huiyue stumbled over, and seeing that Her Royal Highness the princess was safe and sound, the spirit she had held on suddenly dissipated, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

When the princess heard the noise, she asked urgently, "Who?"

As she asked, Huiyue's hoarse voice sounded not far from the two of them.

"The old nun can't serve anymore...... Waiting for ......"

The princess heard that it was Huiyue's voice, and hurriedly stood up, her hands were careless, and her feet walked towards the place where the sound came from.

She finally walked up to Huiyue and sat softly on the fallen leaves in the forest, her white hands holding Huiyue's withered arms.

Huiyue struggled to take out the map of Shentan and handed it to the princess's palm, she already knew that the princess had been poisoned by voodoo, but she no longer had the strength to help the princess.

She felt that the sea of dantian qi had shattered, and blood kept gushing out of her nostrils.

"You have to keep the picture, and you must not leave it to that demon monk...... You must find the Heavenly Dao Divine Pool...... Get out of this ......"

Before he finished speaking, the blood in the mouth of the great swordsman spurted wildly, and his head fell slightly to the side, and he was speechless.

The princess wept bitterly.

Every time she cried, the strength in her body seemed to be drained, and in the end she couldn't cry anymore, just sobbed silently.

Zhuo Zangfeng stood behind her, and suddenly heard a rustling sound in the woods, his face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Let's go quickly, the demon monk is coming!"