Clang!!!!!

As a sound of gold and iron resounded, the surging energy spread in all directions, and a heavy dust and smoke were blown away.

Ji Yuan raised the long sword in his hand, and it was dangerous and dangerous at the critical moment, and he could block the falling blow, but he also bleed from the corner of his mouth because of this, and the internal injuries in his body that were temporarily suppressed also had a tendency to erupt again.

At this time, nearly half of his legs fell into the black mud, and the wound on his right calf collapsed, and the rolling blood gushed out like an infusion, which was quickly absorbed by the high platform under his feet.

Behind him, Xu Qiqi knelt on the ground with a pale face, looking up at the two people in front of him weakly.

In addition to Ji Yuan's back, there was also the middle-aged man with a scarlet and fierce light in his eyes, who was holding a sword in both hands at the moment, maintaining a posture of slashing head-to-head, constantly exerting pressure.

Seeing this scene, even though Xu Qiqi wanted to stand up, his body shook and he almost fell to the ground.

At this time, let alone make a move, even the long sword in her hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she couldn't lift it at all, and there was no trace of essence left in her body.

The previous blow obviously completely consumed all her strength.

And just when Xu Qiqi was anxious, there was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps, she turned her head with difficulty, and then saw a figure rushing towards her.

That figure was the middle-aged nurse, he held the pitch-black long knife that Ji Yuan threw on the ground, and he crossed the distance in three or two steps, but it was only seven or eight breaths, and he had already rushed here.

"Die!"

His eyes cracked and he roared, and he swung the pitch-black knife in his hand with all his might.

A black shadow flashed, and even a head flew into the air, and the hideous face was full of grievance.

The other party didn't seem to have imagined that he would be beheaded by a martial artist in the flesh realm without being seriously injured and preserving most of his cultivation!

In a state of mind full of anger and resentment, his thoughts immediately moved, and then the body that had lost its head actually moved again!

This body gave up the act of suppressing Ji Yuan, and instead slashed at the middle-aged nursing home on the side with a sword, it was actually to do the same thing!

However, at this time, the middle-aged nursing home, because of the previous slash, was still panting, and there was no extra strength to dodge a fatal blow.

At the critical moment, Ji Yuan pulled his legs out of the ground, slammed into the arms of this headless body, and rolled on the ground more than a foot away with the other party.

Then he jumped to the side with all his might, stumbling far enough, and then he sat down on the ground, and said softly: "Burst!" ”

With the next breath, seven or eight talismans suddenly bloomed on the headless body, followed by flames containing abundant yang energy, and the body was engulfed in an instant.

Countless thick gray evil qi gushed out, but the headless body could not be controlled, so it had to be forced out of the body by the flames, and finally dissipated in this heaven and earth.

"You're like that!"

In mid-air, the middle-aged man with only one head left, not only did not die on the spot, but even roared as if nothing happened.

At this moment, he saw that his body was quickly burned in the surging yang fire, and a monstrous anger suddenly appeared on his face, although as an evil object, he would not die because of the loss of his body, but he would also fall to at least one realm because of this!

At least for more than a hundred years in the future, he doesn't want to restore his original realm, and it will be difficult to even regain his body.

How can a middle-aged man not be angry?

"Noise!"

Ji Yuan sat on the ground, glanced at the head in mid-air, and threw the long sword in his hand with the last of his strength.

The long sword that was exchanged for an ingots suddenly turned into an afterimage, and it flew almost instantly, so fast that the middle-aged man didn't have time to react.

In the next moment, even if the long sword pierced through the opponent's head, there was no brilliance flowing, or the sharp sword qi was horizontal, and that head quietly turned into a little crystal light in silence.

The thick gray-white mist above the sky suddenly disappeared after the middle-aged man's head was annihilated, and one of the translucent phantoms appeared, which was the soul of the dead person of the Zhao family!

After they died, the three souls and seven spirits were detained by the middle-aged man, and merged into the gray-white mist, guarding the infinite pain of evil qi entering the body and squeezing out their soul power.

This kind of pain is beyond imagination, it is not reflected in the body, but directly acts on the soul, and the pain in the heart is nothing compared to this.

Now, with the annihilation of the middle-aged man and the dissipation of the gray-white mist, the souls of these dead people finally got the long-awaited peace.

They all looked at the few people on the ground, and finally their eyes converged on Ji Yuan's body.

There are more than a hundred soul phantoms, and the movements are a little messy, and they perform big salutes in the way they are familiar with.

Some clasped their hands into fists, some bowed down to thank them, some gave a blessing, and some knelt tremblingly in the air, and bowed heartily.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan struggled to get up with the long sword that came back, and then his body shook and made a gesture to the many souls in the sky, and recited softly in his mouth: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." ”

In a moment, one after another soul phantoms slowly dissipated, as if they felt the call of heaven and earth, and then escaped into a place in the void that could not be explored.

When the last soul disappeared, a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on the bodies of the four people present, but it disappeared in an instant, and they could no longer perceive it.

"It's ......"

The middle-aged nurse looked at his hands and muttered to himself.

Ji Yuan sat back on the ground, gasping for breath while glancing at him: "That's merit." ”

Regardless of their original intentions, whether or not it was to save these souls, heaven and earth will still give a meritorious service.

It has nothing to do with the salvation of souls, but it is only because of their actions that a huge resentment between heaven and earth has been eliminated that this merit will come.

"How's the river?"

After taking out a few healing pills and taking them, Ji Yuan regained some strength, and then looked at the young man who was already like a dead wood in the distance.

At this time, Xu Qiqi, who had just recovered some strength, was already squatting beside Jiang He, she shook her head to indicate that it was okay, and took out a porcelain bottle from her arms.

The pale green liquid dripped from the mouth of the bottle, and then landed precisely on the wound in the young man's atrium, and in an instant, there was a surge of vitality, and the body like dead wood was healing little by little.

Seeing this, Xu Qiqi nodded slightly, then took out a green pill and put it into Jiang He's mouth.

As soon as this pill entered his mouth, when it turned into a stream of liquid, which flowed down his throat into his body, and then a stream of vitality that was even more intense and contained special fluctuations suddenly came out of the young man's body.

"This is the inheritance technique of the Nine Xuanmen Deadwood Peak?"

Ji Yuan, supported by the middle-aged nursing home, slowly walked to the side of the two, and after looking at it for a while, he asked in a slightly surprised tone.

Even if it is far away from several counties, the name of the Nine Xuanmen is still very loud, and the nine inheritance exercises are often talked about by many monks.

Each of these nine exercises has its own subtleties, among which Lei Zefeng, who has the power to enforce the law, and this Dead Wood Peak are the most well-known.

The former is a powerful killing technique, and the latter is a life-saving method that every monk dreams of.

Hearing this, Xu Qiqi also nodded very simply and admitted: "Senior brother is the descendant of Dead Wood Peak, and he used the life-saving secret technique in this exercise at the moment of life and death before. ”

And what she was using at this time was the necessary thing that Jiang He had placed with her in advance to recover from her injuries and wake up when she entered the state of dead wood.

After nearly a quarter of an hour, when the wound on Jiang He's chest had healed, he let out a soft snort and slowly opened his eyes.

It was precisely as he opened his eyes that the traces of dead wood on his body began to fade rapidly, and his body returned to the appearance of a normal person.

"We're ...... It worked? ”

He sat up from the ground, looked around with blank eyes, and then asked with some uncertainty, "Was that evil thing killed by you?" ”

Xu Qiqi nodded and roughly explained what happened before.

After a long time, Jiang He suddenly hugged his head with a look of chagrin, as if he was regretting that he did not participate in this 'exciting' fight.

"You've done a very good job, and if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to kill the evil creatures in the future."

Seeing him like this, Xu Qiqi rarely comforted him with a little patience.

"It's already a blessing that there are no more dead people."

On the side, Ji Yuan suddenly sighed.

At this time, there were bronze oil lamps and pitch-black long knives beside him, and even the scabbard inserted in the ground had been picked up with the help of the middle-aged nurse, and the ingots long sword was carried back on his body.

It's just that there was no joy on his face, but a complicated color that couldn't be explained.

Hearing this, several people present couldn't help but be silent for a while, especially the middle-aged nursing home standing on the side, they were fifteen companions who got along day and night when they came, but in the end, they were the only ones left.

He didn't even know how to tell the rest of his companions who had stayed behind about it after returning to the wooden building.

"Since you survived, it's always a good thing, if you can't let go of those people, it's better to live with their share."

Ji Yuan glanced at him, and then solemnly comforted him.

I don't know if his words had an effect, or if he thought of living with his companions, the middle-aged nurse's expression looked a little better, and then he hugged his fists and bowed respectfully to the little Taoist priest sitting on the ground.

Seeing the positive color on his face and the complicated emotions in his eyes, Ji Yuan accepted it generously.

"Now that the evil thing has been ambushed, let's get out of here quickly."

He thought for a moment, then spoke.

Although the evil things in this place have been killed, after all, it is a place where evil is entrenched, and it is still full of a lot of evil energy, and it is not a good thing for them to stay for a long time if they are all injured.

So the middle-aged nursing home confessed, carrying Ji Yuan, who was unable to move, on the one hand, and Xu Qiqi, who had little physical strength left, on the other hand, and carefully descended to the ground along the protrusion on the edge of the high platform.

As for Jiang He, who woke up from the state of dead wood, he had no injuries on his body for a long time, and even the essence in his body was very full, a little stronger than before the fight, so he naturally had to rely on his legs to leave.

Soon after, when the four of them climbed out of the underground space along the roots of the old locust tree and returned to the surface, Fang was relieved.

There were many twists and turns in what happened tonight, and the life-and-death crises that were rare in the past were used like a tide in waves, almost killing them all on the spot.

Fortunately, everything has passed, and Zhao Wuxian, who has a ghost in his heart, and several of his henchmen and servants have died, and the evil creatures who are plotting here have also been ambushed.

After some suffering, they can be regarded as ushering in the rain and sunny weather.

"By the way, who of you saw that young master of the Zhao family, when I was wandering around the city a few days ago, I heard the people say that he looks very cute and cute, and I don't know what he looks like."

As soon as Xu Qiqi was put down, he stretched his waist and muttered.

However, this unintentional sentence exploded in Ji Yuan's heart like a thunderbolt from the sky, and many fragments appeared in his mind one by one, and then all of them were spliced together.

He lay on the back of the middle-aged nursing home, turned his head stiffly, and looked at the old locust tree not far away.

The old locust tree, which was supposed to be the town's house to ward off evil spirits, was actually exuding a strange smell at the moment, and the dense branches and leaves swaying in the wind made its sound like a permeating laughter.