The sword ghost has been fighting hard for a long time, and it is already a shortage of spiritual power, and it is the time of weakness.

The tip of the sword pierced the bloody light, Chang Xi's eyes were full of madness, and the unreserved pure sword intent raged in the dantian of the sword ghost. The knife ghost was furious, and immediately slapped Chang Xi with a palm.

The sword ghost is already at the end of the crossbow, but how can Chang Xi not take the sword ghost's palm, and Rao is iron body is already on the verge of collapse. Seeing that the tip of the Yuehong sword had been deeply smashed into the belly of the sword ghost, Chang Xi burst out with an embarrassed laugh, couldn't suppress the fishy intent surging in his lungs, coughed up a mouthful of blood, slowly let go of the hand that was pulling the sword ghost's clothes, and fell weakly from the air.

"I don't know what is alive or dead! What cat or dog dares to stop me alone?"

The knife ghost looked at Chang Xi's falling figure and said fiercely, and immediately turned around and wanted to continue to escape, but suddenly found that there were bursts of abnormal spiritual power fluctuations coming from his waist. At the moment when the riot spiritual power lit up with a dazzling light, the sword ghost vaguely saw that a thick stack of spirit runes had been stuffed into his waist at some point, and each one was like a life-urging talisman, lighting up a burning fire!

"No!"

A full eighty spirit runes exploded, and in the flash of lightning, the frost fire and the color of the thick earth rendered most of the sky, and the blow of the "Four Thousand Contribution Points" at zero distance left countless tragic traces on the sword ghost's body.

With an imperceptible "click", the knife ghost looked at his lower abdomen in disbelief. The blood-red golden pill in his abdomen had already been stabbed by Chang Xi's sword intent, and now he was hit hard at such a close distance, and at this time, a small crack finally burst out on the surface, and countless small and mixed trickles of spiritual power rushed out.

"No! No, I have plundered for decades and killed countless monks to accumulate blood and spiritual power, don't, don't! Give me back, give me back!"

The frightened souls of the sword ghosts all appeared, and their hands covered the dantian like crazy, wanting to stuff the blood and spiritual power that could not be leaked back into the golden pill.

But all in vain. The cultivation of the sword ghost is all from plundering others, and it does not come from its own penance. Once the gold pill is damaged, it will be out of control.

With the dissipation of all the blood spiritual power in Jindan, the original appearance of the middle-aged man who was invincible to the sword ghost gradually turned into the appearance of a skinny old man with goosebumps, and the decaying aura of the mountainside board was very different from before.

"Give it back to me..."

The knife ghost was like a real "knife ghost" at this time, his deep-seated eye sockets were full of despair, and his decaying body fell from the sky with Chang Xi.

In the distance, the soul refining and blood ni eyes that had escaped a few miles away jumped violently, how dare they turn back and disappear directly into the sky.

The Howling Moon Wolf guarding the Sky Bridge suddenly stood up when he saw Chang Xi's weakly falling figure, and pounced on Chang Xi violently. Holding Chang Xi's black robe in one mouth, the little spiritual power he had accumulated took the opportunity finally came in handy, and a few faint wisps of clouds and mist rose from under his four feet to bring Chang Xi back to the ground, and Zishu also summoned a few green vines to catch the falling knife ghost and tie it tightly.

The wet touch came, and Chang Xi opened his eyes, only to see the howling moon wolf carefully retract the barbs on his tongue and lick his pale cheeks over and over again. Chang Xi smiled and stretched out his hand to touch a handful of curly hair on the top of the Howling Moon Wolf's head, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

The howling moon wolf whined, full of joy, and arched into Chang Xi's arms with his fluffy wolf head, which was very intimate.

Seeing this scene, Yueling's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen in disbelief.

The tuft of curly hair on the top of the wolf is a symbol of the king of the wolf pack, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inverted scale. Except for her, no one can touch it, but why is she so intimate with Senior Brother Chang at this moment?

Yueling and Zishu looked at each other and smiled, only to say that they couldn't see through Senior Brother Chang more and more. Not to mention that he killed two monks of the same realm in a row with the strength of the foundation realm, he even pulled a Jindan realm monk off the horse. Although the sword ghost is already at the end of the strong crossbow, it is a real Jindan realm after all. In contrast, being able to play with the curly hair on the top of the Howling Moon Wolf King's head at will didn't seem so unacceptable.

Zishu looked at the two people who were exhausted and paralyzed not far away, and shook his head helplessly: "Chang Xi's strength, courage, and resourcefulness are all at once, and the name of this year's Jiufeng Outer Gate is really worthy of his name." If you work hard to improve your cultivation in the lower realm, I am afraid that in the future, you will be able to fight for a place among the leaders of the inner sects of each peak. In contrast, Yueyingzi still needs more training to draw them. ”

As soon as Zishu's words fell, Yanzhang had already fallen back to the ground. Luo Xuan was bent on escaping, and he couldn't stop him at all. Looking at Chang Xi, who was paralyzed in the arms of the Howling Moon Wolf, Yanzhang smiled and said, "It's not false that a young man is a hero. ”

"You almost used up the hundred spirit runes in one go, you kid is really a big man. Just now, I saw you slap the knife ghost, let me see the injury. ”

Qingfeng took out two Hui Yuan Pills and gave them to Chang Xi, and tore open Chang Xi's clothes, revealing a bruise, purple and blood-red patch. Qingfeng tapped with his fingers, and Chang Xi, who was in pain, grinned for a while.

Qing Feng looked at Chang Xi's whole body left and right, his eyes narrowed, and he said seriously: "Fortunately, the spiritual power of that sword ghost is almost exhausted, and this palm only has one to two percent of the usual strength, so that the blood poison in you is not deep, if he is in a normal state, I am afraid that this palm can kill you." Fortunately, Shizun is proficient in fire spirits, which are the natural enemies of these blood poisons. But don't do this nonsense in the future, you know?"

Chang Xi resisted the heavy tiredness and responded, Qingfeng couldn't bear to blame when he saw this, and took Chang Xi's back from the arms of the Howling Moon Wolf behind him.

Yan Zhang put away the long sword, sucked the spiritual power in his hand, and lifted the sword ghost in his hand and said, "Put away the bones of the junior brothers and sisters, and we will return to the sect." ”

"Yes!"

......

"Master, lightly!"

"Ahhhh

From time to time, Chang Xi's screams of ghosts and wolves were heard from the magnificent hall on the top of Tianxiu Peak, and several female disciples guarding the door of the hall couldn't help laughing.

One of the female disciples patted her towering chest and smiled: "I have heard that Senior Brother Chang is a ruthless man with iron beatings, but in the hands of the master, he is not obedient to be cleaned up..."

"Smack!"

Before the words fell, another female disciple raised her jade hand and slapped her buttocks while she was not paying attention, causing the female disciple to exclaim. Dissatisfied: "I heard that Senior Brother Chang's injury was caused by the execution of a sect mission. The roots and bones of the junior disciple have not yet grown, and leaving a dark wound will affect future cultivation. Shizun is compassionate and helps the junior brother heal his wounds, how can you become a junior brother and be cleaned up by the master? ”

In the hall, Yun Wei wore a low chest tulle with exposed shoulders and hung at will, red and white, and extremely cool. The traces of the formation were faintly visible under the plump double strands sitting cross-legged, and red orange light lit up from time to time, and wisps of fiery spiritual power visible to the naked eye breathed with the rhythm of the formation, flying and gathering towards Yun Wei's fingertips. Yun Wei's face was slightly red, and there was a mist rising on his delicate body, and the dripping sweat rolled down his shoulders, submerging into the unfathomable straightness of his chest.

Chang Xi was naked, and his knees were crossed, and he had no chance to see this fragrant and charming scene. I saw that he was slanted from his shoulders to his waist, and his body was densely packed with crimson blood spots, which were surging and bulging from time to time, and the rich parts of them were already black and purple.

The flame sigil between Yun Yu's smooth and jade-like foreheads flickered slightly, and the extremely pure fire spiritual power that danced on his fingertips gathered into bundles in an instant, and the ten fingers of green onions were dotted one after another.

With each finger tapping on the deep purple place of the bulge, the pure flame spiritual power instantly incinerated the blood poison accumulated in the blood spots to nothingness. A resentful voice flashed in the burning green smoke, Yun Wei's eyes were cold, the fire flashed in his beautiful eyes, and the resentful voice suddenly stopped.

All this is just a snap of a finger for Yun Worry, who has cultivated to a high level, but Chang Xi is not so comfortable. The scorching flame brought unimaginable pain every time it was pointed, and although the flame was magical, it would not leave a trace when it touched the skin, but the continuous sharp pain was not a fake.

Chang Xi gritted his teeth and stopped speaking after surviving the initial pain. As the last blood spot on his back was cleaned up, Chang Xi was already sweating and panting.

Thin fingers ran over Chang Xi's well-defined back, confirming that the blood poison that had accumulated in it had been removed. Yun Wei raised his hand and lightly flicked out a tornado technique, the cool breeze was blowing, and the scorching breath in the hall was dispersed, and he stretched out his arms and said lazily: "If you cultivate more deeply, you don't have to be so troublesome." The fire flame spiritual power is too domineering, your roots are not ripe, if there is a bad pool, it will hurt your origin, and the harmful seat has to use the flame array to help you get rid of the poison, you kid has to remember the hard work of this seat. ”

Chang Xi obediently said "um", naturally knowing that the master was for his own good.

Yun Wei stood up and said to himself: "Among the Ten Thousand Demons, there are many sects that use blood as a medium and cultivate it. This palm you received contained an extremely strong blood poison, do you think that the palm of the Jindan Realm is just a simple strength? Not to mention that there is a lot of resentment in this blood poison, and at first glance, it is cultivated with a vicious method that violates the harmony of heaven. If it weren't for the fact that your bones were okay, it wouldn't take a few days for you to feel better. ”

"That's amazing, huh?"

Chang Xi was stunned when he heard this, only then did he realize the power of the blood poison, and he touched his head and laughed embarrassedly.

Yun Wei couldn't help but be happy, looking at Chang Xi who was smirking in front of him, how could there be a little bit of the brave and unparalleled appearance in Yan Zhang's mouth. But soon she put away her smile, and her slender moth eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Because she remembered another thing that Yan Zhang mentioned about Chang Xi.