"Deal?"

"Kill you, and I can save them."

"Huh-"

The sword intent soared into the air, and its momentum was like a dragon.

And Fang Zhuxian did not relent, and when he saw this scene, he chuckled and turned his five fingers into claws, holding the jade talisman in the palm of his hand.

"Boom—"

The spirit boat exploded, and Fang Zhuxian also flew away from the realm, smiling and raising the jade talisman in front of him.

Even though there were cracks all over the barrier, Fang Zhuxian never showed a half frightened expression.

"I still admire Chu Daoyou, so many lives have died because of you, and you can still only care about your own grudges." Fang Zhuxian turned his palm, and the jade talisman in his hand went towards the formation that trapped the evil cultivator, and he turned into a black mist and disappeared in place, "Senior, if you and I join forces to kill it here today, the hall master will be overjoyed!" ”

The evil cultivator got out of trouble, and the magic sword in his hand was condensed again, if there was substance.

"Hahaha...... Good! ”

Chu Li turned around, and his eyes looked at the place where the smoke and dust shrouded the spirit boat, and a piece of peach blossoms was drifting.

The evil sword in his hand is full of spiritual power, and this time, it should be a vicious battle.

The jade talisman in Fang Zhuxian's hand didn't know what it was, it could be attacked and defended, and the power was not small, and the constraints on Chu Li were even greater than those brought by that evil cultivator.

Fang Zhuxian controlled the jade talisman, and his body was stagnant in mid-air.

"Chu Daoyou's life is amazing, I think when I saw you back then, you were just a little cultivator refining qi."

One hit two, and the end is to slash the two of them under the sword with one blow.

If it's been delayed for a long time...... Chu Li couldn't take this risk.

Although she was enough to fight with the two of them, the spiritual power in her body could not be compared to that evil cultivator after all. What's more, there are two of them, Fang Zhuxian is also a meat shield, and dragging Chu Li can also drag Chu Li to death.

But fortunately, the evil cultivator seems to be a little conceited, and he is not as meticulous as Fang Zhuxian when fighting.

Perhaps, we can use this to turn things around.

Fang Zhuxian's words were nothing more than the intention of disturbing Chu Li's mind, and Chu Li didn't listen to her words in his ears.

More than a hundred lives?

The people on the boat may not have really died.

Our generation of sword cultivation, only this sword, invincible.

After the swordsmanship was in his heart, the aura around Chu Li's body became more and more cold.

"Brush—"

The long sword swept away, startling the wind.

Among them, there are thousands of strengths.

The sword intent that surrounded it was like an invisible blade, cutting countless tiny openings in the barrier formed by the jade rune, and swept towards the two of them.

If it is about the enemy, then the evil cultivator is the main force.

After seeing Chu Li's sword intent, the contempt in the evil cultivator's heart dissipated a little, and the magic sword in his hand was filled with black aura, but he did not confront Chu Li head-on.

The sword cultivator of the realm of sword intent, if he uses a law sword to fight against it, isn't there something wrong with his brain?

That's why he doesn't hide the hole cards anymore, and when he pulls his right hand, he holds a spirit banner full of yin energy in the palm of his hand. In the midst of the black mist, there seemed to be a demon roaring, and its hideous face tried to break free from the flag.

"Spiriting Banner."

Chu Li didn't bother to think that this was the first time she had seen this thing.

But she also knew that behind every conjuring flag, there were countless monks and mortals who had died unjustly.

The rivers of blood in the cities and the villages full of prisoners all show the cruelty and bloodlust of the evil cultivators.

One banner is a hundred souls.

And in the Nine Souls Palace, how many monks have this flag?

The fighting spirit is burning to the extreme, and there is no need to wait at this moment.

The swordsman, Riya.

Chu Li's sword can cut the night, can punish all evils, and can also use this sword to sacrifice to the common people.

This is the meaning she gives to the sword, and it is the favor of Heavenly Dao to sword cultivation.

After a moment, Chu Li closed his eyes.

At her side, wisps of sword intent surrounded her.

The skirt moves slightly, and the robe flies.

Three thousand green silks danced in the wind, and the straps between her hair fell off at some point, making her hair even more unruly.

With the shaking of the evil cultivator's right hand, the countless evil ghosts in the spirit banner also broke free from their restraints and rushed towards Chu Li with a roar.

It's just that the sword intent around Chu Li is not a vegetarian, and the evil ghost was torn apart by the boundless sword intent before he could get a few steps closer to Chu Li.

The sword intent punishes the evil, and the sword punishes the evil.

The broken hair on his forehead brushed the corners of his eyes, and Chu Li finally slowly opened his eyes, and a sword light crossed his eyes.

I saw that she slowly raised her left hand, and the fingers of her right hand slashed across the palm of her left hand, leaving a bloody mark.

As if sensing Chu Li's call, the Evil Sword flew back to Chu Li's side at an extremely fast speed. Chu Li raised his left hand and imprinted the blood marks in his palm on the Evil Sword Body's Eyelid Beast Pattern.

Suddenly, a dazzling red light swept across the sword body, and the Eyelid Beast Pattern on it seemed to come to life, causing the sword body to shake uncontrollably.

"At this moment, we are in the same heart."

After all, the Evil Sword is not Chu Li's natal sword, even if it is spiritual, it will never be able to communicate with the cultivator like the sword cultivator's natal sword.

And at this moment, Chu Li sacrificed blood, which not only stimulated the violent breath of the Evil Sword, but also briefly intersected with the Evil Sword.

Evil sword intent, the way to kill.

This blood is the best catalyst.

"Not good!"

Fang Zhuxian looked at the evil cultivator who was still driving the Soul Banner and couldn't help but raise his tone to remind him, but the evil cultivator was already determined to use the Soul Banner to eliminate the sword intent beside Chu Li, even if he listened to Fang Zhuxian's reminder, it only stimulated the bead to draw out more evil qi and shelter it on his side.

"Idiot."

Fang Zhuxian secretly snorted, quietly reversed the power of the jade talisman, and no longer cared about the life or death of the evil cultivator.

The figure also quietly took a few steps back.

The thousands of evil ghosts were still hovering beside Chu Li unwillingly, and Chu Li seemed to be unable to see them, holding the sword in both hands, jumping into the sky, looking at the evil cultivator behind the black qi from afar.

Chu Li raised his sword, and the erect sword intent instantly condensed, and behind Chu Li, it actually condensed into a golden-red giant sword phantom, accompanied by the sword momentum of the evil sword, and slashed towards the evil cultivator.

"Phew-"

Accompanied by the Vermilion Bird Phantom and Sword Intent that covered the sky and the sun, the evil cultivator who was still manipulating the Soul Banner was frozen in place on the spot, and after a moment, it turned into flying smoke and vanished.

"Poof—"

Fang Zhuxian was affected, and a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat and sprayed out uncontrollably.

"It's a long time coming, Chu Daoyou, we're destined to see you again!"

After speaking, Fang Zhuxian turned into a burst of black mist and dispersed, and he could no longer be found.

Chu Li didn't chase after Fang Zhuxian, but slowly turned around and looked at the more than a hundred disciples who had been saved by her on the ruins.

The dust that had originally filled the side of the broken spirit boat did not know when it dissipated, and the pale pink peach blossoms were still hovering uncontrollably, firmly protecting everyone in the barrier.

The sword in his hand turned into sword light, and he jumped lightly on Chu Li's toes, and Chu Li also came to everyone with the sword, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a hairpin break away from everyone and fly back to Chu Li's fingertips.