On the third floor of the inpatient department in Area A, in the intensive care unit

I don't know what I sensed, Zhong Shuaishuai suddenly woke up from meditation, looked at the night sky outside the window, and his face changed greatly!

"Not good!"

He was about to get up, only to find that his body was covered with restraint belts, and he couldn't move at all!

"Come on, let the deity out! Today, the disaster star emerges, and there will be a catastrophe in the world!"

"Quick! Quickly break the seal for the deity!"

"You fools, if it's too late, this world will be ruined and blood will flow like a river!"

"Foolish mortals!

"That's it, that's it......"

There was silence for a long time.

"Doctor, I need to go to the toilet!"

The sound worked wonders, the communicator on the wall vibrate, and a minute later, the door opened, and a dozen or so caregivers with thick waists and round shoulders walked in and formed a circle.

One of the nurses, led by one of them, skillfully squatted down and placed a plastic bucket under the hospital bed.

"Zhong Dashao, please. ”

"You...... You guys!"

......

......

Sima Chaofeng silently cursed in his heart, stepped on the seven-star step, and his vertical fingers were like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, he cast thirteen attack spells in a row, all of which were reinforced on the thunder talisman in his hand!

Thundered!

Like the birth of the thunder god, the terrifying thunder and lightning like the torrent of the universe came out of the rune paper, surging towards Yang Xiaochan!

Yang Xiaochan's eyes were pious, and she raised the long sword with both hands, and a monstrous sword light condensed on the blade, and the sword light continued to derive around, transforming into a thousand afterimages, illuminating the night sky overhead!

The next moment-

Her eyes were resolute, and in an instant, all her body was disillusioned in the sword, and at the same time, thousands of afterimages converged together, forming a huge and incomparable True Yuan Magic Sword, looking at it like an immortal weapon coming to the world, sacred and incomprehensible!

The next scene is definitely the most shocking picture Chen Yuan has ever seen in his life, there is no one......

Shout!

The magic sword was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a comet, and it actually passed directly through the dense thunderstorm light curtain!

In the next moment, the magic sword that passed through the thunder curtain transformed into a small human form again!

It's Yang Xiaochan!

It's just that at this moment, she is invisible, exuding a faint green glow, like a soul in a sword!

Immediately after, she was a little on one foot, her figure jumped up like a bird's nest, and the human swords were combined, turning into a sword light condensed to the extreme, stabbing at Sima Chaoguang!

With such a distance and such a speed, Sima Chaofeng is already unavoidable!

Sima Chaoguang gritted his teeth, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and the true yuan around his body was operated to the extreme, and even the reserve mana in the purple mansion was sacrificed!

"Fire Spell!"

"Really Arbitrary Soul Slash!"

"Zichen Wind Thunder Break!"

"Thousand Machines Soul Splitting Spell!"

...

In just the lightning and flint, he cast thirteen kinds of spells, and even the infamous Demon Gate Spell was thrown out together!

The powerful and chaotic spell power fused into a terrifying ball of energy light in the void, and then under the urging of the powerful True Yuan in the early stage of his Jindan, it rushed towards Yang Xiaochan!

"Boss is serious!" shouted in surprise from a member of the Star Thieves League in the haystack in the distance.

"It's so strong! It deserves to be a real person in the Jindan period!" another minion exclaimed.

"If we can see such a powerful spell fluctuation in our life, it can be regarded as a vain step into the cultivation door!" a subordinate who looked more emotional, cried with joy!

Chen Yuan frowned deeply on the side, as if he was deep in thought.

It turned out that with his powerful soul perception, at this moment, he couldn't feel a trace of Yang Xiaochan's breath of life, could it be said that she was already ......!

Really.

As he thought, the ball of destruction that condensed thirteen attack spells dissipated the moment it touched Yang Xiaochan, as if it had been dissolved by her, and it didn't work at all!

"Crazy! You madman! Sword cultivators in the world are all crazy!"

Sima Chaofeng seemed to realize something, and an unprecedented look of panic appeared on his face, and his heart was crossed, and he was ready to use the military solution method to run away, however, at the moment when he made this absolute decision-

The long sword and Yang Xiaochan's body passed across his chest together, and blood spilled in the air!

Under the stunned gaze of the audience, Sima Chaofeng fell to the ground, except for the fact that his eyeballs were still shrinking, the whole person was as stiff as a dead corpse.

On the other side, Yang Xiaochan also seemed to have recovered her body, she supported the ground with her sword, stood up tremblingly, and red blood continued to pour out of her body, face, and arms.

She looked up with difficulty, looking at the night sky as calm as before, and her bright eyes were full of tears!

"Shushan Sword, the extreme realm of sword cultivation in the world......"

"The sword breaks through ten thousand laws, and one sword punishes the immortals!"

"Master, Xiaochan has done ......"

"You, can you wake up?"

She muttered to herself, crying like a complaint, and her body shook, as if she was going to fall in the next second!

Da-da-da-da.

There was a dense sound of footsteps in the grass all around, and then, a cloud of black shadows pressed over, and it turned out to be the Star Thief Alliance minions lurking on the side!

It turned out that these guys who licked blood from the knife edge, seeing that the boss and the strong enemy were both defeated, suddenly became ill-willed and simply swallowed the prey alone!

Surrounding the thin figure besieged by the thieves, Chen Yuan's heart was agitated, he couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth, rushed up, and protected Yang Xiaochan!

"You...... Why don't you run?"

Yang Xiaochan frowned, and said weakly.

"I know what you're trying to say. ”

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, and looked at Yang Xiaochan calmly: "You have a master, I also have a master, my master told me that if you can't cultivate a brave and diligent Dao heart, no matter how much cultivation you have, it will be in vain." ”

"Today, if I, Chen Yuan, run away, I'm afraid that I won't be able to forgive myself in this life. ”

"In that way, even if I survive, I am just a coward who was saved by a child's life in this life, and it is difficult to achieve great results in this life, and that is not the ending I am pursuing now. ”

"So-"

As he spoke, he picked up Sima Chaofeng's saber, held it horizontally in his hand, and said with a sudden cold look in his eyes: "Come on, let's fight a bloody path together, or——"

"Martyrdom is here. ”

"You're such a fool, hopeless, uncle. ”

Yang Xiaochan shook her head and sighed, looking like she hated iron but not steel, but Chen Yuan clearly read a trace of affirmation in the depths of her eyes!

"It's my brother. ”

Chen Yuan shook his head helplessly, and in the next moment, his face changed instantly, he held the long sword in both hands, and coldly rushed towards an arrogant-looking bearded monk!

Although he is now a flower shelf that has not yet built qi, but fortunately, this shelf is luxurious enough, after all, it is a body that has been tempered by the Nine Xuan Rejuvenation Liquid, and he is born with the power of a thousand catties, even if he uses brute force, no matter how he can open a hole for the other party!

And yet—

He was only halfway right.

His sword was slashed head-on, and the power was incomparable, but it was too heavy and clumsy, and the bearded man didn't take the attack at all, turned his pace, and easily dodged the blow!

Immediately afterwards, he raised two fingers and quickly pushed them on Chen Yuan's chest, and the latter's whole person was bounced out by a strong force!

Yes, there is no Taoism, no martial arts, just with two fingers, he can be easily defeated!

Chen Yuan took a bite of soil, supported his hands, and barely got up, at this moment, he knew the gap between himself and the real monk!

And this bearded man is just a minion!

The little minion who was forced by Yang Xiaochan's sword shadow to dare not get close!

What does this ..... seem to say in disguise?

I'm not as as an eight or nine-year-old girl!?

Although subconsciously I already understand this...... But this kind of thing was parsed out by himself again, and Chen Yuan was still ashamed in his heart!

At this time, two monks had bypassed him, one in front of the other, and rushed towards Yang Xiaochan, the latter's eyes were cold, dragging the remnants of his body, and with a sword, he directly cut the monk in half!

But at the same time—

Choke!

Another monk took advantage of the situation and pierced Yang Xiaochan's chest with a sword!

Phew!

Blood gushes out!

"Sneak attack from behind, weakling. ”

Yang Xiaochan's eyes were contemptuous, a mouthful of blood spat on the monk's face, and then the long sword in his hand slashed like a sharp shadow, the monk didn't have time to react at all, and his head had already flown out of his body!

Seeing that her Yu Wei was still there, the minions of the Star Thieves Alliance all took a step back, not daring to rush in easily.

At this moment, an ice-blue talisman essence shot out of the air, directly penetrating Yang Xiaochan's back, opening a shocking blood hole!

"Boss...... So you're not dead, are you?"

Seeing Sima Chaofeng sitting up, everyone was surprised and had mixed feelings.

"You're dead!"

Sima Chaofeng spat out a mouthful of turbidity viciously: "If it weren't for the fact that the leader of this alliance used the secret method of the inner sect and faked his death and separated from his body, I'm afraid he would really fall into the way of this little girl! Damn, how could there be such a terrifying sword cultivation in the world?"

He sneered and looked at Yang Xiaochan: "Little girl, your sword breaking method is indeed terrifying, and it can be called an outlier in the world, but it's a pity, the life-and-death battle between monks is not a child's play, you can use big fists, you have to rely on your brain, rely on means, and rely on strategy!"

"I gave you a chance before, but you didn't cherish it, and now I don't have time for you to study hard. ”

Sima Chaofeng licked his lips with a perverted expression, spread out his palm, and in the palm of his hand, he immediately gave birth to a flying sword with cold light.

Yang Xiaochan looked at the sky sadly, after this blow, she had no strength left to fight again, and her physical body was about to die step by step......

Suddenly, her thin figure swayed from side to side and fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Yuan rushed forward with an arrow step and held her in his arms.

Yang Xiaochan's eyes gradually dimmed, her limbs quickly became cold, and the true qi that was forcibly lifted at the end slowly dissipated, and finally reached the limit......

At this moment, the soul consciousness in Chen Yuanyou's mansion could clearly feel that this child's soul had begun to separate from his physical body and was about to escape into the realm of the afterlife......

"I'm sorry, I implicated you, although I don't know what sect and sect Shushan is, but in the next life, if I remember this matter, I will definitely give you a favor!"

"Let's go in peace......"

"Sister Xiaochan. ”

Chen Yuan suppressed the sadness in his heart, closed her eyes, and placed them on the grass.

Then, with a resolute gaze, he picked up the long sword on the ground and walked towards the thieves of the Star Thieves.

At this moment, the ending doesn't matter to him.

Now he makes himself proud.

At least for this moment, he is no longer the utilitarian intern, nor is he the left-behind orphan with the cold mask......

Now he is Chen Yuan, a foundation building monk who has entered the Tao, and he is about to start the first battle of his monk career, or ......

The last battle.

"Seeking death? ”

Sima Chaofeng sneered, stretched out his hand and said, "Take the 'Soul Extraction Rope', this alliance will personally suck his soul dry, and the spiritual veins will be peeled out!"

"Yes!" a minion graciously handed over the talisman.

Looking at Chen Yuan who was running towards him, Sima Chaofeng sneered at the corner of his mouth, secretly urging Zhenyuan, and was about to throw it violently, when suddenly an eerie oppressive ghost aura came overwhelmingly, and he actually suppressed the true yuan in his body, and he couldn't let it go at all!

"Where is the ghost, dare to hinder the good deeds of Dao Ye!"

Sima Chaofeng frowned and shouted.

"The spirit and aura return to the sky, and the spirit and body return to the earth, and once you enter the Huangquan Prison, you should follow the path of hell ......"

A dull and eerie chant came from the void of space, with a gripping deterrent.