Chapter Eighty-Five: A Waste of a Sword
Xia Ye was stunned for a long time, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he asked, "I just want to live...... Is it so ridiculous? β
Everyone was also stunned, and then laughed even louder.
"You ...... Don't laugh anymoreβ" He regained his hoarse voice, and the kid in green vanished.
A towering tree with teeth and claws suddenly grew in front of everyone, shooting straight into several vines.
A hundred miles away, the tall woman who was squatting next to the young man suddenly stood up and looked south.
"There's a demonic spirit, it's Xia Ye who has an accident!"
Wei Xia Zhi sighed and continued to tinker with the iron piano case with many scratches.
The tall woman continued, "He's at war with someone, and we need to help him as soon as possible." β
The young man in white was still figuring with the piano case, without raising his head, and said, "He was originally waiting for death by my side." β
"You ......," the woman said, why are you like this, but she still didn't ask.
The tall woman finally stomped her foot anxiously, and flew over there by herself.
Xia Ye actually didn't use all his strength for the first blow, because Wei Xia Zhi said that if he killed someone, others would come to kill him.
He didn't want to kill any more, there would be more people to kill him.
The crowd was still laughing, even though the vines were almost in front of them, and the mockery on their faces was unabated, and they had no intention of making a move.
Finally, one of them couldn't help it, and with a slight lifting of his hand and grabbing it, Xia Ye, who had turned back into a child in green, was carried and couldn't move.
The man pinched the head of the green-clothed child with one hand, raised him to the height of his face, and asked with a smile: "Who gave you the courage to attack us?" β
The child's legs trembled, but there was no fear in his eyes, and a rich bright green true spirit flowed from his head, even if he broke half of his head, he still wanted to give it a try.
After all, they were not Wei Xia Zhi, and without the strength to flip his hand and kill him, he would not despair.
"Tut-tut, little dryad, aren't you afraid of pain?"
Other laughter came from beside the man, "Hey, little dryad, if you answer his question, I can save you." β
Xia Ye finally spoke, "Don't be afraid." β
The man laughed, "You answered wrong, he asked how you have the courage, even if you just hum, you can live today, hahaha-"
Xia Ye's heart was like ashes, these people were playing tricks on him, and now, he also knew that Wei Xia Zhi would not come to save him, after all, he had said it before.
"Follow me and die."
The man who was carrying him smiled again and asked, "Your name is Xia Ye, is it your own name, or is it someone else?" You can't think of a name in your head......"
"Indeed, at his age, he won't be named yet, after all, it's like you can't walk when you're born."
More than a dozen people suddenly raised their heads and looked into the distance.
The man carrying Xia Ye looked at the tall woman who answered his question, and said with a smile: "This immortal master, where is it sacred?" β
The tall woman spoke again, "Regardless of identity today?" β
A few people glanced at each other and said tentatively, "The immortal master of the Liuyu Sect or the Fire Cloud Sect?" β
The woman was not wearing a Taoist robe, she was definitely not a person from the Dao Sect, she could only be a disciple of the Immortal Sect under the Dao Sect.
The tall woman still shook her head.
That's easy to do......
"We are from outside, we are guests, it is inconvenient to do this sovereignty, but this little demon is disrespectful, and today we came to the Nanling Immortal Dynasty to make a difference......
The tall woman interrupted the man's words and looked at the man carrying Xia Ye, her face was flat, "Let him go, you only have to die today." β
Everyone else had some disdain on their faces, but the man who was carrying Xia Ye did raise his head suddenly, "You want to kill me?" β
The woman nodded.
The man gritted his teeth and said, "There are thirteen of us, at least all of us are in the middle stage of Tianxuan, you have to think about it." β
He couldn't see the depth of the woman, and wanted to drag the others into the water.
"You want to die too?" The tall woman glanced at the others.
Few of the thirteen people present had her height, and after she glanced at it again, she actually had some retreat.
And they understood what the man meant.
The man gently let Xia Ye fall to the ground, but still pinched his head, and said, "This fairy, we are here to help your Dao Sect eliminate demons, please don't be so forceful." β
The tall woman walked forward slowly, smiling, "Didn't you ask him who took his name just now, and ask him now, I happen to be here." β
The man gritted his teeth and said, "The fairy doesn't have to be so aggressive, I don't know if this little demon has a relationship with you......"
I heard that the head of the immortal sect of the Nanling Immortal Dynasty has different levels of cultivation, there are early days of Tianxuan, and there are above the broken Xuan, this woman is so fearless, I am afraid it is the latter.
The man still didn't dare to let go of Xia Ye, raised his hand and said, "This fairy, we are here to find that Wei Xia Zhi, and it is also allowed by your superiors, please don't delay this matter......"
Swish!
Everyone looked back, and then there was a big picture scroll in front of them, and the picture scroll slowly fell, revealing the young man behind him.
The boy reached out and caught the restored size of the scroll.
"Ahh
The man who pinched Xia Ye's head wailed in pain and retreated again and again.
The crowd didn't know why.
Only the tall woman saw it, and the young man who suddenly appeared came with a wisp of emerald green sword qi wrapped in a picture scroll, and slashed straight at the man's hand.
The man's pupils shrank suddenly, and before he could stop the blood with his true spirit, the arm slipped off his shoulder.
The boy lifted the scroll again, disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, there was a child in green beside him.
Xia Ye came back to his senses, hugged his thigh and cried bitterly, "Wei Xia Zhi, I knew you would come back to save me......"
"Is it Wei Xia Zhi?!" The crowd reacted.
The young man in white knocked on his head and said with a smile: "I'm here to save you?" Enough to hold on or what? β
Xia Ye raised his head and looked up at the young man's face in confusion.
The young man in white knocked on him again and said, "What's in the way, go and hide, it's here to find me." β
Xia Ye sighed, and after taking away a tree, he muttered in his mouth: "Don't blame it, don't blame it, they said it well, the dead Dao friend is not the poor Dao, you help me shelter from the wind and rain today, and I will give you ...... tomorrow."
He thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what he could give it.
The big tree in front of him trembled as if it had a spirit, probably quite frightened.
The young man with the piano case on his back put away the picture scroll, his face was slightly pale, but he was still smiling and asked, "Still that sentence, which person is it?" I thought about whether I wanted to finish the kill. β
After the other twelve people glanced at the one-armed man and then at the tall woman, one of them said, "This fairy, we have no grudge against you, please don't delay us in killing this demon." β
The tall woman's face was calm, but she was silent.
After a while, she looked at the young man, but he still didn't move, just nodded slightly.
The one-armed man gritted his teeth, this is Wei Xia Zhi appeared, and he planned to abandon him?
That's how it should be!
Without saying a word, the one-armed man fled directly against the wind, and during this time, he also used several strange escape techniques, counting hundreds of miles, and was about to fly thousands of miles away.
Wei Xia Zhi didn't wait for their answer, so he shook his sleeves, and the emerald green sword qi emanated from him without reservation.
"Hehe......"
That day, Xia Liufeng also said that he had enlightened, but he really didn't have any feeling of enlightenment, he just thought about it a lot, remembered the words of the master who taught the qin, and had some feelings.
But this sword qi is real!
The young man held a golden long sword in his hand, and rushed forward with that body without any cultivation, he was actually going to be the first to make a move?!
The remaining twelve people reacted, but when they looked, the boy seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
The picture scroll that was still missing a corner disappeared, and when it appeared, there were only nine people left.
The young man in white appeared on the other side, panting slightly.
He raised his hand again, and in their horrified gaze, swept his sword out.
The emerald green sword qi pouring out from the young man's body was as turbulent as a river, directly covering up the nine people who had no time to resist the wind.
Wei Xia Zhi didn't make another move, and flew north with Xia Ye in his hand.
When he came over to cut off the man's arm just now, he used the mountain and river roll twice, and with the speed of this magic weapon, he hit a surprise.
He has no true spirit, and every time he urges the mountains and rivers to roll up, it will consume a lot of his blood, and it will only increase.
The true spirit in his blood slowly thinned......
The nine people walked out of the huge ravine, their faces a little ugly.
"Didn't you say that he only had the Qi Alchemy Technique in the early stage of Tianxuan?!"
"When the previous wave of people came to besiege him, we should have thought that even if someone helped him, his Qi refining strength in the early stage of Tianxuan couldn't escape the siege of thirty or forty people."
"Everyone, don't be intrigued, otherwise that magic weapon may not be the ...... of a few of us."
Someone sighed, but there weren't too many injuries, only the unlucky ones died, and the most important thing was that they couldn't catch the direction the boy fled.
Thousands of miles away, the one-armed man who escaped with a secret technique finally fell to the ground, and his arm was already broken, and with the consumption of the secret technique, the oil lamp was close to running out at this time.
There was not a trace of blood on his face, beads of sweat the size of beans hung all over his face, and after struggling to get up, he took a deep breath, hid his breath, and prepared to continue to flee.
The tall woman appeared behind him at some point, and even he didn't know it.
"Who are you?"
The one-armed man was startled, fell forward, and gnawed on a mouthful of mud.
He trembled and turned over, looked into the woman's calm eyes, and his Dao heart suddenly lost his mind.
"It's Tianyuan, it's Wei Fubai of Tianyuan, he is a new artifact master of Tianyuan, and at the cost of a pseudo-magic weapon, he wants the head of Wei Xia Zhi of the Nanling Immortal Dynasty."
The woman looked at him condescendingly.
The one-armed man trembled, not daring to speak again.
At this time, he said that it was not good to say anything.
The tall woman had a long sword in her hand at some point, and a sword was handed out.
"Ahh
The one-armed man shouted, closing his eyes completely.
After a few breaths, he still didn't feel any pain, "Just, just let me go?" β
He opened his eyes slowly, and before he was halfway open, his eyes widened.
The tip of the sword was still in the center of his eyebrows!
Boom!
The woman put her sword into the sheath and walked away slowly.
"I don't kill you, it's not that you don't deserve to die, but it's a bit of a waste of my first sword."
The one-armed man remained in that position and did not move for half a day.
This Immortal Sect Keqing, who was a little famous in the outside world, died within a few days after he went back, and he seemed to have died of illness, and he died peacefully.
That Immortal Sect came to a ridiculous conclusion: he was scared to death.
That Dao Heart in the middle of the Heavenly Xuan Dynasty was completely calm and died without illness.