Chapter 135: The sound of the flute purifies the heart
"Summer Solstice, are you listening......
Buzz –
The inhuman-like black suddenly raised his hands, and the long sword fell to the ground.
"Uh...... Ah......h
Wei ...... Summer solstice, this is not the life you want, this is not what you want, the person you want to be the most, it's not like that, right? ”
"Uh-"
Wei Xia Zhi pressed his ears with both hands and squatted on the ground.
Scattering and fleeing, the monk of the Xiang family, who wanted to avoid his edge, stopped and looked at him suspiciously.
"He's ...... What's wrong? ”
"Could it be that this evil art is too big, and with his mortal body, he can only hold on for a few moments?"
"No, if that's the case, why is the power in him still there?"
They communicated in their hearts, muttering and muttering, and no one was going to do it first.
Fighting with people, the most afraid of ruthless people, and ruthless people are most afraid of crazy people.
One doesn't want to die, the other doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, he really wants to take Wei Xia Zhi's few swords, the light treasure is damaged, and the heavy is injured Daoji.
Wei Xia Zhi squatted on the ground, trembling all over.
He couldn't hear, even if his body wasn't under his control, even if he was delirious and unconscious.
The murderous thoughts that occupied his mind were actually him, but he was only the most brutal and murderous side.
It is also the same as Wei Xia Zhi, it can only feel the world with its ears and qi refining techniques.
"Summer Solstice ......"
He stood up suddenly, and the bloody sword that fell to the ground wrapped in emerald green brilliance was long gone.
A sword broke through everything in front of him, and the piercing sound of the explosion proved that the sword was as fast as lightning.
"It's not good, hurry up!"
There was no way to avoid it, and everyone joined forces and shot out a pillar of light in unison.
The purple thunder is dazzling and contains great power.
More than 20 monks of the Xiang family stood on end, their robes flew flying, and their mouths murmured.
They wanted to resonate with the thunder and strike together to kill Wei Xia Zhi completely.
The red light lit up, and it faced a purple thunder and stabbed straight away.
Zila-
The sound of tearing was followed by the sound of shattering.
A middle-aged blue-robed man's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what was in front of him.
The thunder pillar he shot out was actually broken?
Like a rock, shattered inch by inch?
No, it wasn't the thunder he shot that shattered, but the sword, every time it stabbed an inch of purple pillar, a large number of fragments exploded from the body of the sword.
After those fragments left the sword, they turned into bits of spiritual light and dissipated between heaven and earth.
"Don't be stunned, it's just that his qi refining technique was shattered by you!"
The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and after striking a thunderbolt again, he hurriedly dodged.
Wei Xia Zhi, who was handing the sword in one hand, had already come to him, and behind him, there was thunder and lightning.
It was the attack of the monks of the same clan, and their speed was undoubtedly faster than Wei Xia Zhi.
But he didn't avoid it, and it was likely that he would take this unabated sword.
That's it, let him temporarily retire from the front, giving Wei Xia Zhi a great opportunity to break through.
The thunder momentum has decreased sharply, and the sword momentum is still sharp, and it seems to be even worse.
"Don't retreat, stop him!"
The others roared.
Of course, if it were them, they would have behaved like this.
But fortunately, if it weren't for them, then they could keep saying that they were greedy for life and afraid of death.
Wei Xia Zhi, who was already a madman, suddenly raised his other hand and turned back suddenly, facing the twenty thunderbolts that he could not use.
This resoluteness makes other people's eyelids tremble.
Gold, orange, red, and green, the brilliance of the four colors instantly converged and gathered into a shield of light.
Boom –
Wei Xia Zhi flew out upside down, and the hand that held up the light shield folded backwards and broke it completely.
If it weren't for the martial artist's physique, supplemented by the Qi Alchemy Technique, I'm afraid that this blow would blow half of his body apart and turn it into charcoal.
Wei Xia Zhi used this power to turn around again, and the horizontal sword swept out.
The middle-aged man scolded, but he was also decisive.
"Die, demon!"
A thunder sword conjured up by thunder and lightning condensed around his body, and as his big hand pressed down, all of them stabbed towards Wei Xia Zhi.
The young man who didn't look like a man, after he swept out a sword, he didn't dodge or dodge, and stabbed a sword straight again.
This sword momentum made the man who played the thunder sword lose his confidence for a moment, thinking about retreating.
But Wei Xia Zhi had already arrived in front of him, he faced the thunder sword, except for his head, his body was also pierced by the thunder sword A few holes, but no blood flowed out.
"Hugh is rampant!"
The middle-aged man pinched a thunder sword, wanting to compete with Wei Xia Zhi with the sword power.
He also stabbed straight out, but what he got back was Wei Xia Zhi's desperate sword.
Wounds for injuries.
The two swords did not clash, and they were completely staggered.
The middle-aged man relied on his realm advantage, and his movements were actually faster, he was originally stabbing towards Wei Xia Zhi with a sword, but he didn't want to die, and he had to pierce his chest.
The middle-aged man had no choice but to deviate a little and stab Wei Xia Zhi in the chest.
Wei Xia Zhi, who was affected, could only roughly pierce the middle-aged man's shoulder.
Zila-
The middle-aged man slammed the thunder sword, and the horizontal sword was drawn, cutting off half of the young man's body.
"Hahaha, I'm greedy for life and afraid of death? Whoever kills Wei Xia Solstice, to ......"
Before he could finish speaking, the young man pressed down the bloody sword that pierced his shoulder, as if he didn't feel pain.
Poof!
With half of his shoulders attached, the middle-aged man's arm fell into the air.
He hurriedly slapped Wei Xia Zhi away, covering his wound in pain.
"Ahh
The pain was so intense that his face twisted into a ball, angry and afraid.
What if just now, Wei Xia Zhi slightly deflected his sword inward?
Then he will be cut in half by the sword, and his life will be at his disposal.
The others arrived, and after taking a look at the broken boy who was flying upside down, they didn't look any more, but looked at the injured middle-aged man.
His eyes were blood-red, and the fear on his face was gone, and it was no longer hideous, but a calm ...... Cold.
Those blood-red eyes gradually became rich and turned black.
"It's not good, he was affected by the sword qi of that demon, and he was going to be impregnated by the sword qi!"
"Quick, knot the thunder array to help him clear his heart!"
A few people scattered, the loser guarded, and two people chased after the dead Wei Xia Zhi and took back the magic weapon first.
Although everyone is careful in the open, in and in secret, they are all family monks, and there are even many people who are more or less related by blood.
Each performs its own duties, and this mission seems to have ended smoothly.
It's just a pity that a Xuanxuan monk died, a seriously injured one, and Xiang Liming, who was in charge of leading the team, was also devoured by the murder weapon and fell into a demon, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Dongfang Huaiyin pinched a handful of sweat in his palms, Wei Xiazhi's life characteristics were very weak, like a candle flame in the wind, swaying.
Buzz –
In this last moment, Wei Xia Zhi woke up a little, he felt the roar in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything.
Unable to see or hear, he lost the strength to raise his hand, and he completely lost his perception of the world.
The moment he woke up, he thought he was dead.
But why, is it so painful to die?
The murderous evil thoughts in his mind felt that Wei Xia Zhi's soul was out of control, and he immediately exerted his strength and occupied the entire Wei Xia Zhi again.
Two large wings sprouted from his back again, pitch black and bloody.
Wei Xia Zhi, who suddenly came back to life, startled the two chasing people.
When they were about to flee away because of Wei Xia Zhi breaking through the encirclement, they were ready to chase after them.
The young man with half of his body disconnected, his skin and flesh open, his flesh and flesh charred black, and his left hand drooping, raised his head and seemed to be laughing.
It's just that when he smiled, his whole face cracked, and there was no blood coming out.
The Dao Hearts of the two Xuanxuan Breaking Cultivators who have been cultivating for many years have to say that they are still very tough, but seeing this picture, they are a little uncomfortable in their hearts, and a feeling of nausea makes them want to vomit.
"He wants to go, chase after ......"
Swish!
Bell Boom –
With the sound of the sword, before he could finish speaking, he felt like he had taken out a natal weapon that had been refined into a half-magic weapon.
As soon as this half of the magic weapon came out, it attracted the attention of all the monks of the same clan over there.
"This kid, when did you practice the natal weapon to this point?"
The young man who raised his sword to resist frowned and shook hard.
Wei Xia Zhi was shocked, hunched his waist, and flew out hundreds of feet before stopping in a posture of pressing his chest against his thighs.
The piercing and ugly sound of the flute came again, not into the ears of the young man, but into the soul of his heart.
Wei Xia Zhi instantly sobered up a little, and also felt the fatal pain in his waist.
This couldn't help but make him grin.
But with this movement, I found that my whole body was full of wounds, and there was no intact place.
"Wei Xia Zhi, if you were asked to answer a question from me before, I will help you, and now it is still like this, will you answer?"
Listening to Dongfang Huaiyin's voice that went straight to the bottom of his heart, Wei Xia Zhi smiled gently, but his current face was terrifying and weird.
"Oriental girl can... You can ask... Ask in spite of... uh..."
Wei Xia Zhi clutched his head in pain again.
He couldn't hear it, even Dongfang Huaiyin's voice that went straight to the bottom of his heart, he couldn't hear it.
"But I don't, but I don't dare...... Answer. ”
The woman in Tsing Yi smiled and nodded, "Okay, maybe I already know the answer." ”
After Dongfang Huaiyin blew the jade flute again, with a wave of his hand, an endless hurricane blew from the east.
The young man holding the half-magic weapon quality natal weapon in one hand was forced to stop as soon as he wanted to solve Wei Xia Zhi.
He raised one hand, covering half of his face, and looked to the east.
"Huh?"
Obviously there is nothing, why do you have a feeling of palpitations, this wind is also very strange.
Under the sound of Dongfang Huaiyin's flute, Wei Xia Zhi was sober again and thanked him intermittently.
"Thank you... Oriental Girl... I helped many times. ”
"Wei Xia Zhi, what would happen to you if I told you that she was still alive?"
After Wei Xia Zhi was silent for a moment, he shook his head slightly, and after speaking, he was once again controlled by the murderous aura, and he was going to kill the two Xiang family monks.
Dongfang Huaiyin blew the jade flute in time, and this time he didn't speak in his heart, but said to the blonde man on the side: "Bi Yuewu." ”
“… Be. ”
Bi Yuewu took two steps forward, and after brewing for a while, under Xia Ye's puzzled gaze, he turned into a flame and disappeared out of thin air.
He instantly went to Wei Xia Zhi's side, releasing a trace of his special demonic energy, as well as Wei Xia Zhi's familiar flame power.
"Wei Xia Zhi, thank you for that fire spirit that allowed me to wake up."
As soon as he made a move, Wei Xia Zhi, who wanted to fly to another place, was completely stunned.
"How could it be ......?"