Chapter 27: The Tiger's Mouth (4)

"It's all you. ”

In the big array, Chu Xinyue timidly looked at the countless sword intents around her, and couldn't help but glance at Murong Xiu.

Hearing this, Murong Xiu was also speechless for a while, things happened too suddenly, he didn't expect this to be the result, the most important thing at the moment is to save the senior brother.

He had been watching from the outside before, but once he entered the formation, he felt that this formation was terrifying, as if even the air would feel oppressive, his breathing was heavy, his legs seemed to be stuck in the mud, and it was extremely difficult to take a step.

"Little junior brother, you ...... Alas!" At the center of the array, Murong Bai couldn't even protect himself, how could he still have the strength to stop Murong Xiu, he could only sigh, praying in his heart that the little junior brother would not have any accidents.

Although Murong Xiu on this side has a complete sword heart, his overall strength is still a lot inferior to Murong Zheng, and he is fighting the pressure of the big array with all his strength at this time, so he does not talk to the latter.

"Roaring ......"

Faintly, there seemed to be a sound of a dragon's groan, followed by a roar of a strange beast, under the effect of these two sounds, Murong Xiu's aura soared, and the pressure around him became much less.

"Huh, there is the smell of the real dragon's bloody body, and the protection of the Qilin Holy Soul, what kind of strange embryo are you, how can you have so many treasures?" Finding that the pressure had dropped suddenly, Chu Xinyue blinked very playfully, her eyes were full of surprise, and Murong Xiu found that the former really didn't seem to be an ordinary person, and he saw his secret at a glance.

"Then according to what you say, so many of my secrets have been known to you, is now the best time to kill people?" Murong Xiu had no problem with Chu Xinyue, so he could only scare her with words.

"No, it's too ugly. As she spoke, Chu Xinyue pointed to the corpse next to her that was cut in two, and no one knew whether she was really afraid or pretended.

Murong Xiu's face was black, and he was silent and sound.

Knock, knock, Murong Xiu protected Chu Xinyue step by step towards Murong Zheng, the more he moved towards the center of the formation, the greater the pressure, and even in the end, he was really a little skeptical, if it wasn't for protecting Chu Xinpeng, would he be able to make it easier. The latter probably sensed his thoughts, and a pair of small hands clung to the hem of his shirt, pouting as if in silent protest to him, which made him want to laugh for a while.

"Big Brother !!"

Under endless pressure, in the end, Murong Xiu finally grabbed Murong Zheng's arm, and at the same time, the pressure doubled towards him, and a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"Stinky boy, come out quickly, your realm is too low to fully control Kenshin. Murong Bai's reminder came from outside the big array, and Murong Xiuqiang cheered up, pulled up the former and was about to go back.

"Little junior brother, leave me alone, go and get Jiangang. At this moment, Murong Zheng knew that he would not be able to get Jian Gang, but for the sake of the future of the Qi Sect, he would rather die here than let Murong Xiu bring Jian Gang back.

"When is it, and I'm still thinking about what is outside my body. Chu Xinyue was furious, she thought that Murong was greedy for treasures and refused to stop there.

"Shut up!"

Murong Xiu naturally understood what Chu Xinyue meant, and he couldn't see that his senior brother was humiliated, so he reprimanded him.

"You, you dare to shut me up, you, you, you, you, you're mad at me. "Chu Xinyue is so angry, her little face is flushed, and you don't know what to say for a long time.

"My senior brother, he is not greedy for Jian Gang, you just need to know that he is coming to take Jian Gang with the intention of death. "Senior brother for so many years, how could Murong Xiu not understand Murong Zheng's thoughts, and it is precisely because of this that he admires this unsmiling senior brother even more.

Hearing this, Chu Xinyue understood Murong Zheng's true intentions, and couldn't help but hang her little head apologetically, and said "I'm sorry."

In this regard, Murong Zheng just smiled lightly, he didn't care what others thought of him, as long as the junior brothers and sisters understood him and agreed with him, it was enough.

"Little junior brother, take the sword. Thinking of this, Murong Zheng felt a chord in his heart, and used his last strength to throw Murong Xiu and the others towards the place where Jian Gang was, because he was only one step away from Jian Gang before, and after he did so, Murong Xiu stretched out his hand and held the golden light group in his hand.

"Big Brother !!"

With a bang, a huge sword intent struck, and Murong Zheng wanted to stop there, not wanting Murong Xiu to be distracted and bear his pressure again, but at this moment, a loud roar came. He saw a huge blood-colored unicorn phantom rushing out from Murong Xiu's chest, crashing straight into the sword intent that slashed at him, and then, that talisman sword qi protected him again.

"Poof......

In an instant, the pressure increased several times, and he urged the 'Qilin Guardian' to resist the sword intent, and under the double pressure, Murong Xiu couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of blood, and his spirit was exhausted to the extreme.

"I promised my senior brother and sister, one, I must take you out safely, senior brother. Raising his head, Murong Xiu grinned, although he looked so stubborn and sad, but it was such a face full of blood, which was deeply imprinted in Chu Xinyue's heart.

In ancient times, heroes loved beauties, and their own beauties knew heroes.

"You ......" stared at the face in front of her like a pool of clear water, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to wipe the blood off her face, showing tenderness.

"Let's go!!" Knowing that Murong Xiu couldn't hold out for long, Murong Zheng roared with great concern.

"Wait a minute!" Murong Xiu spit out three words with great difficulty, and then, he raised his right hand, and one by one the big golden characters began to beat, and then one after another floated away from his palm, floating in the void, because the golden light was too dazzling, no one could see what those words were.

Buzz, buzz, buzz......

All the big golden characters hovered uncontrollably above Murong Xiu's head, and then, under the nervous gaze of everyone, word after word surged towards the center of his eyebrows.

One, two, three......

The golden light was dazzling, and everyone could only squint at each other, but fortunately, what Murong was worried about did not happen, as the golden characters drilled into Murong Xiu's sea of knowledge one by one, the pressure on them from the Killing Immortal Array was weakening little by little, until the last golden light disappeared, and the invisible pressure actually disappeared completely.

"Poof......

"Poof......

The two parties who felt the same feeling felt it most obviously, and at the moment when the pressure dissipated, they couldn't help but spit blood, Murong Zheng was relatively stronger, and it was almost difficult to stand up when he knelt on the ground, but with the joy of the rest of his life, he still stood up with the pain.

"Senior brother, we succeeded!" With a snap, the two big hands clasped tightly together, this is the glory of the two of them, it can be said that the two are indispensable, without Murong Zheng's stepping forward and mortal heart, how could Murong Xiu get Jian Gang so easily.

"Hey, if you don't leave, you're going to be another catastrophe for the rest of your life. At the moment when the big array disappeared, the volcano rushed over, protecting Chu Xinyue by her side, thinking about what happened in the array, she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose as if she was playing treasure to Murong Xiu, and the two of them laughed heartily.

"Haha, the Sword Gang Qi Sect has received it, why don't you two hold your tail and give the old man back to the Sword Sect to report?" Boom, Murong Bai's heart was very happy, but even so, he didn't want to let Fei Cheng and Dai Zong go back so easily, every time the sword was swung, the first sword qi was full of ten percent strength, it was completely a deadly way of playing, and the two of them retreated again and again.

"Murong Bai, don't think that the two of us are really afraid of you. In the two-on-one situation, Fei Cheng and the others were surprised to find that they were still not Murong Bai's opponents, and in order to get Jian Gang, they also had to use the last hole card.

The two rays of light crossed, as if falling from the sky, only to see that Fei Cheng and Dai Zong both had an extra three-foot Qingfeng with cold light surging in their hands, which was many times sharper than the matching sword they used before.

"It's just a natal spiritual weapon, how dare you show off in front of the old man, look at the old man's Great Dao Holy Sword. Murong Bai also shouted at this time.

Natal spiritual weapons, mostly refer to a weapon that is surrendered and refined in the life of an immortal cultivator, which can be connected to human blood, and is twice as powerful, and surrendering is not only a tangible weapon, but also a spirit in the refining weapon to transform its soldier soul for its own use, such as the sword immortals will be transformed into sword spirits after turning into spirits. But most of the time, the sword immortals will not use the natal spirit weapon rashly, because every time the natal spirit weapon is lost, the host will be injured with a trace of the natal true element, if the natal spirit weapon is completely destroyed, then the host is likely to leave the ranks of immortal cultivators.

Of course, there are also very few of them, either who have multiple natal spirit weapons under great chance, or who cultivate the second natal spirit weapon after the first natal spirit weapon is damaged, which also verifies the saying that there is no absolute in everything.