Xueyi didn't answer, just smiled slightly, and then the Qingxuan sword in his hand stabbed out, and the free swordsmanship was like a dragon out of the water, elegant and abnormal, and all kinds of tricky angles were at his fingertips, making the fat man a little at a loss. Although his skills are good at defense, he will lose if he defends too much. There were already a lot of blood marks on the body.

The face was anxious, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down the fat cheeks, and he gasped for air between his mouth and nose.

"What are you still stunned for!" the fat man yelled, and the rest of the people came rushing towards the blood. Xueyi ignored it, and still attacked the fat man. A sword stabbed out, directly cutting through the protective shield of the golden bell jar, and the fat man held his hands flat on his chest, and his hands were glowing with a faint golden light. Blood One's sword stabbed into it. Nothing moved.

A hint of brightness flashed on the fat man's face, and then he put his hands together, sandwiched his sword body in his palms, and said with a slight smile, "No one can draw the sword out in my 'Dingshan Palm', I don't know if the White Tiger Hall Master has this ability?"

The yin man licked the corners of his mouth, clenched the long knife with both hands, and came directly towards Xueyi's back, his moves were urgent and powerful. Fu Bingqing on the side showed a worried look on his face.

"Yes, just try it!" Xueyi's face was a little serious, and the majestic momentum in his body gushed out. The body of the Qingxuan Sword trembled slightly, and Qingmang made a great effort. The Freedom Mind Method used the Qingxuan Sword as an exit, and a green shadow shot out directly, with a buzzing sword roar, there was no way back, no turning back. Some are just a sword, the sword light behind him is getting closer and closer, but the sword in the hand of the fat man in front of him is still hot.

The fat man looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief, but blood overflowed from his mouth. The vision was blurred, and finally fell, and the day I saw it, it was still blue and cloudless. It was like the sound of murmuring in my ears when I left the temple that day.

The blood sword stabbed a hole in the fat man's chest, and the knife behind him had already arrived. The sharp knife qi blew away the hair, and the neck hung by the knife wind hurt. Without looking back, his left hand was surrounded by blue light, and from time to time there was the sound of water churning. Directly to the blade of the knife is a palm.

The yin man saw that he was about to succeed, and the corners of his mouth rose. But the next moment, I heard the sound of the waves churning, and the whole air seemed to become damp, and the knife in his hand seemed to be waving in the water. There is no strength, and the water is more flowing when the knife is drawn. Just when he was about to suffocate, a blue and white palm pressed on the blade of his knife, and instantly felt an incomparably huge force coming, as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, the knife was broken, and the person flew out like a short-line kite. I hit the trunk of a tree, and I didn't understand where the sound of water came from until I died.

As soon as the blood was withdrawn, the instantaneous explosion made his breath a little unstable, and the free mind in his body suddenly gushed out, causing a burst of emptiness in his body now. The free true qi that was originally in the lower dantian was very little at this time, and the heart punishment method of the upper dantian began to move. Xueyi had to depart some of his mind to suppress.

This is a potential crisis for Xueyi, and if he is not careful, he will be controlled by this mental method, but there is nothing he can do at this time. The Heart Sutra of Freedom and the Sword of the Heart are two extremes, but because the extremes of things must be opposed, the two are complementary existences. If this balance is disrupted, Xueyi's body will fall into chaos.

Now he is cultivating rapidly, but at this time, he is facing more and more crises. When the Mind Punishment Mind Method grows to a certain level, then he may not be able to suppress it easily. So what he has been cultivating now is the Freedom Mind Method, which can play a role in suppressing the Mind Method. But it seems that this treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

The rest of the people saw that the blood stood still, their eyes closed, but they did not dare to act rashly. Now the person in charge of the field is the woman named Jin Ming, who was hesitating to make a move at this time, and saw that the blood was motionless one by one. He hesitated, and then gritted his silver teeth. With both hands clenched in his hand, he was about to rise up.

Xueyi's eyes suddenly opened, and a smile appeared on his face. The dagger was already very close to Xueyi's neck, and he could already feel its coldness, and Jin Ming saw Xueyi's smile as if he was a frightened rabbit, and after his body moved in the air a few times, he whistled. The rest retreated directly.

Fu Bingqing, who was less restrained, hurriedly walked towards Xueyi, and she saw that Xueyi was not optimistic at this time. The blood was relieved. He sat down cross-legged without saying a word.

At this time, he looked inside his body and found that it was already very bad. The blood-red true qi roamed freely in the body, and the blue-white true qi was defeated by the oppression. From the dantian to the heavenly spirit. The upper body was already barely moving. Blood sighed darkly, banishing the murderous aura from his mind. Then the exercises of the Heart Sutra of Freedom run through the body, washing your meridians over and over again.

Every Sunday, the blue and white qi will grow in a circle. After running for thirty-six weeks in one breath, the two in the body gradually tended to balance, and the blood breathed a sigh of relief. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was already a willow on the moon at this time. The breeze was blowing, the body felt a slight weight to rely on, and a faint scent of lavender came from the tip of the nose.

It turned out that Fu Bingqing was already asleep at this time, his head was gently leaning on his shoulder, and he made an even breathing sound, as if he hadn't slept like this for a long time. I couldn't bear to wake her up, I looked up at the endless night sky, I was stupid, and I was faintly tired. Suddenly I thought of something, a spirit, sleepless. The wind at night carries a chill.

Chi Bing hadn't come back yet, and Xueyi gently pushed Fu Bingqing awake. Fu Bingqing, who was still in a sweet dream, wiped the corners of her mouth, her face was slightly red, and when she saw that Xueyi was fine, a smile appeared on her face.

"I knew you'd come back to me, but why did you come so late!" pouted a little angrily.

"It's not that there's a problem with the message you gave, but I suddenly remembered that Chi Bing hasn't come back yet, and now he's fighting the four-armed ape! I have to go back and save him!" said Xueyi anxiously.

Fu Bingqing knew the seriousness of the matter, so he didn't say much, and after retracting the few silver needles around him, he followed the blood towards the territory of the four-armed ape.

The four-gibbon monkey is an ancient xenomorph, and it is difficult for anyone to trace the time of its existence. This is an ethnic group, but it basically exists as an individual, and the sense of territory is extremely heavy. Even the same clan will fight. This four-armed ape was a hegemon in ancient times, and it is said that the legendary eight-armed ape king evolved from him. That's an existence comparable to that of a dragon. It only exists in legends.

As he got closer and closer to the territory of the four-armed ape, Xueyi could feel the fierceness of the battle ahead, and the forest was filled with the smell of fireworks and countless ice sculptures. The battle was still expanding, and when the blood one or two came to the field, they found that the four-armed ape at this time had several charred fur on its body, and one of its arms had been frozen in ice. And the red ice on the other side also lost its former aura. At this time, there were a lot of wounds on his body, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

The blood was distressed, and without saying a word, he went directly with his sword. With a fierce sword aura, the Qingxuan Sword stabbed directly at the four-armed ape. When the four-armed ape saw someone joining the battle, he had a sense of retreat in his heart, and when he saw the sword coming, his right arm turned into a fist and hit the sword directly on the blade.

Xueyi felt as if he had hit a mountain, and immediately flew out, his body flipped in the air, his toes touched the ground, and he held his sword again.

Red Ice Evolution

On the other side, Chi Bing was not stunned, the red flame blocked the retreat of the four-armed ape, and the hundred ice surrounded the four-armed ape, reducing its speed. In the cold air, the four-armed ape was already trembling a little, and the sword facing the blood one was not so flexible to dodge, at this time the four-armed ape was as tall as four blood one, and the blood one did not attack his face, but attacked his feet.

He didn't fight head-on, but used his body to swim back and forth, and every time he took out his sword, he would take away a trace of blood from the four-armed ape. There are more and more wounds. The four-gibbon monkeys are getting more and more impatient. The wound that had just been cut was frozen in ice. After dozens of rounds of back and forth, the four-armed ape could no longer stand unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

Red Ice stepped on the red flames and came to the four-armed ape, and the flames in his mouth directly turned into a long sword and stabbed the four-armed ape's head.

The four-armed ape died, and as soon as the blood receded to the side, he had suffered internal injuries just now, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. I saw that after Chi Bing killed the four-armed ape, a spar appeared in the place where the flame sword pierced, which was the spirit of the four-armed ape. Chi Bing swallowed it directly, and then the hair all over his body burned, and the red flame gradually became deeper, and finally turned into a cyan flame, and the flame at this time was no longer a red flame, an azure fire. There is also a hierarchy of flames, and the superior fire has a suppressive effect on the inferior fire.

Red ice turns from fire to ice, when the ice is cooler and harder than iron. Like the flames, the ice at this time has evolved into a Thousand Warriors.

The wounds on his body have also healed completely as he evolved, his hair has become longer, and his body has become much taller. Red Ice snorted, then turned into a fawn, jumped into Bloody's arms, found a comfortable place and fell asleep.

Fu Bingqing came to the side of the blood and gently stroked the red ice, but it was difficult to suppress the shock in her heart. The current Red Ice combat power has surpassed the Blood One, and the specific thing about the alien beast is that it can evolve, and I don't know where Red Ice can go. Xueyi didn't have any idea, and he didn't care what happened to Chi Bing. As long as he's healthy. Gently rub its head.

Dead. The moon is in the sky. The last glimmer of fire in the forest was extinguished, and there were no more four-armed apes in the area.

(End of chapter)