Chapter Thirty-Eight: Xuan San Sucks the Soul

Qin Shaoxi's face did not change, he raised his foot to hook Shi Quanqian's foot, grabbed his fist, and his hand crawled along his arm to his shoulder like a spiritual snake, and slapped a palm. Shi Quanqian frowned, and his body turned to get away from Qin Shaoxi, but the latter didn't let him go, grabbed his right arm and twisted his right hand behind him, and heard a snap.

Shi Quanxi's face was pale, he wanted to retreat and his left foot was hooked by Qin Shaoxi, he was now like a plaything in the other party's hands, he barely pinched the trick with his left hand, his fingertips just flashed red, Qin Shaoxi's feet turned, the leg he was hooked was incredibly twisted and deformed, and he gasped in pain, and before he could recover from it, Qin Shaoxi kicked him to the wall as soon as he kicked him away.

Shang Xuan's fist struck horizontally, Qin Shaoxi waved his right hand, and slapped him with a heavy palm, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shaoxia spare his life! Shaoxia spare his life!" Shi Quanqian shouted repeatedly, he couldn't feel how high the other party's cultivation was, but the other party's attack was fast and ruthless, and his moves were vicious, which was definitely not something he could be hostile to.

"Who is Gu Xi?" Qin Shaoxi looked at the two people who fell against the wall, and his voice was indifferent.

"Don't hurt my master. Shang Xuan sat forward and blocked Shi Quanqian's body.

"I said, the Gu Xi we are talking about is the Qingyu Pavilion Master Gu Xi, I don't know if it is the same person as the son said. Shi Quanqian clutched his chest, his face panicked.

"Isn't the Pavilion Master of Qingyu Pavilion Jingmo?"

"Jingmo is the pavilion master who took over, fifteen years ago, Qingyu Pavilion was the ancient rare pavilion master, it is said that he died in response to the catastrophe, and then Wan Qi left to take over the position of the pavilion master for fifteen years, and Jingmo took over recently. ”

"Are you telling the truth?" Qin Shaoxi's face was a little gloomy.

Shi Quanqian listened to his unkind tone, and said busily: "The sentence is true, Qingyu Pavilion did not change fifteen years ago, and often tried to learn skills from several of our sects, and I have seen a few ancient rare faces." ”

"When are you going to follow me?" Qin Shaoxi stopped and asked.

There was silence all around.

Qin Shaoxi led his hand, and a string of green shadows passed through the layers of leaves, flying into the air, the branches swayed, and fell down after being crossed by the green shadow, and the leaves trembled even more.

Qin Shaoxi looked up, squatted down and broke off the bright green leaves on the branches, flicked his fingers, and made a few noises, and the leaves passed through the green shade like lightning.

A shuddering voice came, and a purple figure slowly floated down.

"Young Master Qin is really unreasonable, the road is so wide, you can walk, I Su Bai can't go?"

Qin Shaoxi looked at Su Bai and said, "You killed Kaiyang, I said, I won't show mercy when I see you again." ”

"I didn't kill Kaiyang, do you believe it?"

"Evidence. ”

"Someone framed me, and the knife in his sleeve was used, what evidence can I have. ”

"So I can think that you killed Kaiyang. Qin Shaoxi's tone changed, and the blades flew towards Su Bai with a sigh.

Qin Shaoxi's blades killed people without seeing blood, Su Bai didn't dare to slack off, he waved a blade with two fingers in his right hand, the blade was cut in half, lost his strength, and fell to the ground.

"Young Master Qin, how many leaves do you have on your body?" The leaves kept circling around Su Bai, and gradually she was a little overwhelmed.

"More than enough to deal with you. Qin Shaoxi jumped up and grabbed a branch, and as soon as he stroked his hand, a bunch of young leaves were thrown out of his hand.

Su Bai turned around and jumped away on the trunk, and the leaves that came after him were silently nailed into the trunk, and the seemingly weak leaves were not half cut off. When she turned around again, she already had a light purple gauze fan in her hand, embroidered on the fan.

The purple vapor of the Zhongtang fan was steaming, rotating left and right in Su Bai's hands, and most of the leaves were knocked off the ground.

Su Bai took advantage of the moment when the leaves had not yet flown up, and came to Qin Shaoxi in the blink of an eye, the latter was stunned, and grabbed the Zhongtang fan with his right hand sideways, and the two purple lights intersected, and he was uncertain.

"Why is Young Master Qin so angry?" the wind blew Su Bai's veil, and it could be seen that there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Qin Shaoxi frowned, raised his hand and patted Su Bai's shoulder without warning, the woman took the palm from the fan, and both of them took a few steps back. As soon as Qin Shaoxi's feet settled, he felt that the yin wind was blowing on his face, and the sun was still shining in the sky just now, and it was cloudy in the blink of an eye.

"Qin Shaoxi, what did you step on?" Su Bai exclaimed, her face was a little blurry in Qin Shaoxi's eyes, Qin Shaoxi lowered his head, and saw that he was stepping on a red line, the red line was glowing, and he was surrounded in a circle. He seemed to have strayed into a formation.

The terrible screams were endless, and a cloud of black qi came out of nowhere, turning into several pale faces and rushing towards Qin Shaoxi.

The blade spun and flew towards the human face, the human face seemed to be an illusory thing, the blade passed through directly, and the human face still flew towards Qin Shaoxi.

Qin Shaoxi pinched the trick in his hand, but found that there was no true qi in his body, and the true qi seemed to have disappeared. The black qi wrapped around Qin Shaoxi's hands, making him unable to move, his face and Qin Shaoxi's face were extremely close, and his nose was almost together.

The face is exquisite, he can't see men and women, his lips are slightly open, and Qin Shaoxi feels that something in his body is about to come out.

Su Bai stood outside the array, looking at the resentful spirits flying in the array, not daring to act rashly, the Zhongtang fan lit up with purple light, and the fan handle seemed to have a purple electric wire swimming away, she swiped violently, and the cyclone visible to the naked eye flew towards Qin Shaoxi.

A red barrier lit up in the void, and the cyclone hit the barrier, and the red light of the barrier rose sharply, dissolving the cyclone.

The heavy responsibility is handed over to Luo'er.

Luo'er is not afraid, her mother is here.

Stinky boy, you burned my house.

It was your brother who caused me to be beaten.

Born to be accompanied by longevity.

What are these! Blurry and noisy pictures appeared in Qin Shaoxi's mind one after another, the pictures were like scattered fragments, flashing by, Qin Shaoxi struggled, his face was in pain.

"Qin Shaoxi, you bear with it. Zhongtang fan turned around in his hand, Su Bai pinched a trick, and purple light was projected from the fan surface to the barrier.

The more abundant the red light of the barrier, the stronger the purple light of the Zhongtang fan, and the two lights are entangled, becoming more and more dazzling.

"What a strange man, who could not breathe out his spirit. A middle-aged man in a loose black robe suddenly appeared behind Su Bai, he looked at the formation thoughtfully, suddenly took out a black flag, and pointed it at Qin Shaoxi, Qin Shaoxi's body shook, and a faint white qi was withdrawn from his body.

When Su Bai saw him make a move, he immediately freed his left hand and interrupted him to suck Qin Shaoxi's spirit.

The man sighed, his eyes moved to Su Bai, and suddenly showed an ecstatic smile, and said, "It's actually a fellow practitioner, it's great, I want you and his spirit." With that, he waved the big flag in his hand, and several hideous faces appeared on the flag, rushing towards Su Bai.

Seeing this posture, Su Bai instantly thought of the identity of the other party, Xuan San, the apprentice of the Yin Yang Daoist, a monster who specializes in absorbing people's true qi and pumping people's souls to practice the soul flag!

Su Bai's face did not change color, he used the Zhongtang fan in his right hand to attack the formation barrier, and pinched the trick in his left hand to block the resentful spirit.

Xuan San smiled darkly, came to Su Bai's side in the blink of an eye, and reached out to grab her, how could Su Bai be an ordinary person? She landed on her heels, leaned back, and her body was almost level with the ground.

Qin Shaoxi was trapped in the formation, his eyes were closed, he felt weak all over his body, and he wanted to sleep, but the pain of something being pulled out of his body made him sweat coldly, and he became more and more awake.

"Hmm...... Whoa!" Qin Shaoxi raised his head and screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a blood-colored character lit up on his forehead.

Su Bai turned her head to look at him, gritted her teeth, jumped closer, her body almost touched the barrier, she suddenly withdrew her hand, and the resentful spirits were unhindered, and rushed over and bumped into her, her face was pale, and a trace of blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth.

With a bit of stubbornness and determination in her eyes, she pinched the trick with both hands to urge the Zhongtang fan, the purple light of the Zhongtang fan soared, and it shot violently on the barrier, and the red light of the barrier rose sharply, and in the dazzling red light, a small mouth appeared, and the small mouth slowly became larger, and there was a tendency to close.

"Qin Shaoxi, give me your hand!"

Who, who is calling him?

Qin Shaoxi barely opened his eyes, and in the bright light, a hand stretched out to him.

That is, whose hand?

Qin Shaoxi reluctantly stretched out his hand, and under the light, his two hands were tightly clasped together.

A strong force pulled Qin Shaoxi out of the formation, he fell to the ground, snorted, and saw Su Bai's pale face and the pain in his eyes.

Xuan San saw that Qin Shaoxi was out of the Yin Returning Array, kicked his feet, and his body turned to him and leaned over, and at the same time, a strange symbol lit up in his right hand and slapped at him.

That symbol, Su Bai couldn't be more familiar, she pushed Qin Shaoxi away violently, and blocked Xuan San herself.

Xuan San's hand stopped on Su Bai's forehead, and the white light shone on her face.

"Dump Qing!" Qin Shaoxi's eyes widened and he shouted heartbreakingly.

The white pattern is the key to drawing the soul out of the body.

Su Bai's consciousness gradually blurred, she was willing to die for Qin Shaoxi, she couldn't help but laugh when she thought of this, because he saved her in the snow field regardless of his own safety? Or was it because of the childlike pure smile he showed in Fufu? That smile seemed to melt the ice and snow in the world.

He seemed to be shouting something? Is it her name, Su Bai? It sounded heartbreaking.

Su Bai felt that there were whirring voices in her ears, and she couldn't hear it clearly.

The purple sword qi slashed horizontally, cutting off the connection between Xuan San and Su Bai, Su Bai lost his strength support, fell to the ground, and his dilated pupils focused little by little.

Xuan San looked at Qin Shaoxi, then at the sword in his hand, his face changed, and said, "Sword?"

Qin Shaoxi held the sword in both hands, turned the hilt of the sword, and stabbed forward violently, the sword qi was agitated, even though the Xuansan pinched the trick against each other, and the true qi protected the body, he was still forced to retreat, and a deep mark was pulled out on the ground.

Xuan San leaned against a tree, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The sword slipped from Qin Shaoxi's hand and plunged into the ground, Qin Shaoxi tried his best to hold on to the sword, but still fell to the ground.

"Qin Shaoxi. Su Bai sat down and supported Qin Shaoxi, who was about to fall, and gave him his true anger.

"It turned out to be the end of the crossbow. Xuan San smiled, waved the spirit banner in his hand, and a cloud of black gas swept towards the two.

"Amitabha. A low sigh came, and a golden light came from nowhere, dispersing the black qi.

The short wand flies upside down and is held by one hand.

"Amitabha. Xuansan, we have met. The visitor was a young monk, white and clean, wearing a robe and smiling.