"Poof, poof, poof......"

The sword maniac's toothpick-like flying sword shuttled through the air quickly.

And every time, he can bring a handful of blood flowers on Qin Mo's body.

Zhihai's severe pain made Qin Mo have no strength to fight back at all, so he could only watch this flying sword like a toothpick harvest his life.

Finally, I saw the flying sword pass through Qin Momei's heart, and his consciousness began to slowly dissipate.

"I, I really died at the hands of two juniors who practiced qi!"

With a thick unwillingness, I saw Qin Mo's corpse finally fall heavily to the ground.

At this time, the sword maniac also retracted his flying sword and held it to the corner of his mouth, and there was no trace of blood on it.

"This guy, I didn't expect to be so weak, as a foundation building period monk, he doesn't even have a decent spiritual weapon. ”

Holding the flying sword in his hand, the sword maniac looked at the corpse on the ground with some unhappiness and said, "There is no pressure, there is still no clue to break through the bottleneck of the foundation building period, it is all to blame on that old guy, who actually made things so complicated." ”

Scratching his head and speaking, the sword maniac suddenly saw that Lin Yifan was dragging his seriously injured body and walked to the corpse on the ground, groping for something on the corpse.

"You, what are you doing here?"

The sword maniac looked at Lin Yifan with some surprise and said.

Hearing the words of the sword maniac, this time it was Lin Yifan's turn to be stunned.

After all, isn't it obvious what you're doing?

After fighting the boss, it is naturally the happiest time to touch the corpse, why doesn't this sword brother even know this?

Puzzled in his heart, Lin Yifan untied the other party's storage bag from the corpse, handed it to the sword maniac and said, "Senior Brother Jian, this is the trophy, thank you for saving me this time, his storage bag will be yours." ”

Lin Yifan said generously, in fact, his heart was also a pain in his heart.

You know, this is a storage bag for a foundation building monk, although this foundation building monk looks a little shabby, and he doesn't even have a decent spiritual weapon from beginning to end.

However, in the end, it was a foundation building period monk, Lin Yifan glanced at it cursory just now, and there were a lot of spirit stones in it.

Sending it out like this made Lin Yifan, who has always been thrifty, feel distressed for a while.

However, after all, the other party saved his life, and at this moment, he came to share the spoils of war, such a brazen act, Lin Yifan couldn't do it.

It's just that to Lin Yifan's surprise, in the face of the blood-stained storage bag he handed over, the sword maniac who had always looked lazy was afraid like a snake and scorpion, and took a few steps back.

"Don't give this thing to me, this kind of dead man's thing, but it's very unlucky, if you take it, you will encounter very troublesome things!"

The sword maniac said with a resolute expression.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan was stunned for a while, he didn't expect that a swordsman who killed people so fiercely would actually feel that dead people's things were unlucky.

Speaking of which, he also said earlier that if you don't thank him, you will encounter very troublesome things. ”

At this time, Lin Yifan seemed to remember what he said to him when the two first met.

"How superstitious is this guy?"

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yifan glanced at the sword maniac opposite a little strangely, and said, "Are you sure you don't want this?"

"No, no, I advise you not to ask for it, otherwise, you will also encounter very troublesome things. ”

The sword maniac waved his hand again and again.

Regarding the persuasion of the sword maniac, Lin Yifan naturally ignored it.

After all, he has come all the way, and he has relied on this to make his fortune, otherwise, he would not have reached his current cultivation.

As for the superstitious statement of the sword maniac, he did not believe it at all.

"It was a bonus. ”

Lin Yifan put away the storage bag with some joy in his heart, and then, he saw the gaze of the sword maniac, looking in the direction of the Xishan ore vein.

"Senior Brother Jian, do you want to help the Xishan Ore Vein?"

Lin Yifan asked.

Hearing this, I saw that the sword madman shook his head and said, "The current situation of the Xishan Ore Vein is no longer useful if one or two people go, this time, I am afraid that the sect is a little careless, and the Xishan Ore Vein cannot be saved." ”

As he spoke, he saw that the sword maniac turned his head and glanced at Lin Yifan, and then said lightly, "Let's go back to the sect first, your current situation is very serious, and your divine consciousness has been severely damaged, whether you can recover or not, it is still two words." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yifan didn't say much.

After all, you know your own business.

This time, he has exceeded the limit many times and used the power of his divine sense, which has already caused a heavy blow to his divine consciousness.

Under normal circumstances, one's own is probably useless, after all, divine consciousness is too important for a monk.

If the divine consciousness is severely damaged, the cultivation will stagnate at the least, and the cultivation may even regress at the worst.

However, in the previous situation, there was no way to do it, if he didn't work hard, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to wait for the sword madman to make a move, and he would have died at the hands of that Bloody Cloth Sect Foundation Building Period monk.

However, Lin Yifan still retains a glimmer of hope in his heart, after all, he is not alone, but a man who has his back to the entire immortal cultivation live broadcast room.

And at this moment, watching a battle of life and death, there are already a lot of rewards in the live broadcast room.

Among them, the one who rewarded the most was the female driver Ayaba Fairy.

"Ding Dong, Fairy Ayanami rewards the anchor, a Spring Breeze Jade Dew Pill!"

Although this name sounds a little improper, Lin Yifan, who is familiar with all kinds of pills, knows that this Spring Breeze Jade Dew Pill is a superb pill to restore divine consciousness.

Pretending to take out the pill bottle containing the Spring Breeze Jade Dew Pill from the storage bag, after Lin Yifan opened it, he took it directly.

Sure enough, the medicinal power of the elixir dissolved, and in an instant, Lin Yifan's sea of knowledge, which seemed to be cut by thousands of knives, suddenly poured into a cool breath, and the pain was also relieved.

It's just that Lin Yifan soon discovered a problem, in his sea of knowledge, I don't know when, there was actually an extra crack like a sword mark.

The thread of divine consciousness that was originally in the sea of consciousness was actually slowly diffusing from this crack.

And the filament of divine consciousness transformed by the medicinal power of the Spring Breeze Jade Dew Pill actually dissipated very quickly, and the filament of his divine consciousness continued to dissipate.

"Could this be the after-effect of forcibly urging the Sword of Divine Consciousness earlier?"

Lin Yifan's heart sank, and he estimated that it was very likely.

However, he did not regret his choice, if he did it again, he would still choose to rather be hurt by the sea than forcibly leave this person.

After all, this time he can be said to have offended this Bloody Cloak Foundation Cultivator to death.

If he didn't leave him completely this time, he would face an endless pursuit of a foundation building monk in the future.

In that case, unless he hides in the sect forever, or the other party dies in advance in this great battle between the Great Vhamoro Sect, the Bloody Cloth Sect and the six major sects, he will never have peace in the future.

"However, this crack has to find a way to solve it, otherwise, my cultivation is estimated to really have problems, even if there are countless pills to make up for the loss, it is not a long-term solution!"

Lin Yifan sighed in his heart, his luck this time seemed to be too bad.

On the side, with the keen sense of the sword maniac, he naturally discovered Lin Yifan's problem for the first time.

However, he didn't say much about this, after all, he is only responsible for saving people, and it is not his business to treat people, and besides, the other party has a problem with his divine sense, even if he has the heart, he is powerless.

"I'm going back to the mountain gate now, do you want to come with me?"

The sword maniac spoke.

Hearing this, a trace of hesitation flashed in Lin Yifan's eyes, at this time, although the life and death of several other people were unknown, his own situation had also become like this, and it was impossible to save people no matter how much he wanted to save them.

After all, at this time, around the Xishan ore vein, there was still no known how many people from the Great Van Mora Sect and the Blood Cloth Sect.

I'm here, just putting myself in more danger.

So, I saw Lin Yifan nodding and saying, "Then, it's troublesome senior brother." ”

Now that he is seriously injured, Lin Yifan is naturally happy to have an extra bodyguard like a sword madman who can harden the anus and build a foundation monk.

Along the way, Lin Yifan and the sword maniac really encountered many enemies of the two sects.

However, it also made him clearly realize the power of the sword maniac.

The seemingly inconspicuous flying sword like a toothpick was so fast that an ordinary Qi cultivator would not have the slightest strength to fight back when facing it.

Almost all of them were killed by a sword!

"This should also be a famous sword on the list of ten thousand swords, but I don't know what rank it is?"

Lin Yifan thought silently in his heart.

And under the sword maniac's sweeping all the way, it didn't take too long for the two of them to return to the Ten Thousand Sword Gate.

Just like last time, at this moment, the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was still shrouded in a layer of murderous aura.

Without waiting for Lin Yifan to speak, the sword maniac preemptively said, "Okay, you have returned to the mountain gate safely, then my task is completed." ”

"This time, thank you so much Senior Brother Jian, Senior Brother's life-saving grace, Senior Brother must remember it!"

Lin Yifan saluted the sword madman very sincerely.

It's just that the sword maniac hurriedly stepped aside, avoided him and said, "I said, I was forced by the old guy, you have to thank him for having time, but don't thank me, alas, really, I should have avoided it completely just now, it's really troublesome, there shouldn't be trouble to find me." ”

For the strange behavior of the sword maniac who doesn't like others to thank him and is afraid that trouble will come to the door, Lin Yifan has been used to it along the way.

So, he just smiled at this and didn't force it anymore.

However, in Lin Yifan's heart, although he is not a good person, at least, he is still a person who will take revenge and kindness.

Therefore, he can only keep the gratitude of the sword madman in his heart and find a chance to repay it later.

"However, if your thoughts are known to this guy in front of you, you probably think you're cursing him, right?"

Lin Yifan laughed in his heart.

Subsequently, the two separated, and Lin Yifan returned to the cave mansion in Qianlong Valley alone.

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