"Ahem!"

After coughing up a mouthful of blood, although Song Tian's face was still pale, it was a little more bloody than before.

"It's okay for the time being. Zhuang Fei, who was sweating profusely, exhaled lightly and put away the silver needle in his hand.

Song Tian was half-lying on the ground at the moment, his upper body was naked and covered with blood, and a terrifying wound that penetrated back and forth was covered under his left ribs.

The wound seemed to be just caused by an ordinary long sword, but Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun didn't dare to touch it at all, and even the mouthful of blood that Song Tian had just spit out avoided them.

"After taking the Jin Yu Dan, the body was temporarily stiffened and the meridians were blocked, and several major veins were sealed, and the killing sword intent had been temporarily suppressed in the wound and would not spread. Zhuang Fei said.

But Song Tian didn't seem to care about his injury at all, just caressing the long knife that was already covered with spider web-like cracks with one hand, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun glanced at each other, and they both shook their heads and were silent.

No one thought that Fu Fengzi would actually contain a sword intent of Zhu Immortal in the inner heaven and earth.

It is rumored that the Zhuxian Sword was interrupted by the beast god in the hands of Fufengzi, and then the Qingyun Sect failed to even grab the remains of the Zhuxian Sword, so he ran back to Yunzhou in disgrace.

It wasn't until today that they knew that although the Zhuxian Sword was indeed buried in a hundred thousand mountains, the most ferocious killing sword intent in the world overflowed the moment the sword was broken, and it was collected by Fufengzi into the inner heaven and earth for nearly five hundred years.

Just after Fu Fengzi sacrificed that killing sword intent, he directly hit Song Tian and a heavenly demon in one fell swoop, but the other secret capture saw that the situation was not good, and he had already run away to know where he wouldn't know.

If it weren't for the critical moment, Song Tian's Heavenly Providence Sword automatically protected the Lord and neutralized most of the power of this killing sword intent that attacked Song Tian, and now Song Tian could almost prepare for the future.

However, although he protected Song Tian, the Heavenly Providence Knife was already dead.

Dense cracks covered the blade, and it no longer had the same sense of agility as before.

This knife has been with Song Tian for more than three hundred years, and the relationship between the two can be imagined, even if it is Song Tian's descendants and descendants, none of them can surpass this heavenly knife in Song Tian's heart.

Roar!

High in the sky, I don't know when the dark clouds filled the sky again, and a dragon of more than ten feet rolled up and down in the thick clouds, and the dragon's groan resounded through the heavens and the earth.

As a bolt of lightning tore through the dark sky, the huge Canglong broke through the clouds, carrying endless might, and rushed towards the mountain where Song Tian and the three of them were.

The three of them were not nervous, and Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun knelt down on one knee in front of Canglong even more from afar.

Canglong fell to the ground, but he turned into a heroic and tall young man. The young man was dressed in a python robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, and his face was cold, just standing there simply, without exuding any momentum, it brought people an invisible sense of oppression.

"I've seen the mighty wait!" Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun bowed their heads and said respectfully.

Even Song Tian endured the injury and pain and bowed his head slightly.

This person is the mighty Hou Yang Jian, a rare half-step great master in the world, if he hadn't arrived in time just now, even if Song Tian was lucky enough to block Fufengzi's blow, he would never have escaped the fate of his fall.

Yang Jian looked cold, nodded indifferently, and after seeing Song Tian's injury, his brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers, and pulled violently at Song Tian's wound in the air.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding burst again, and a large stream of blood spurted out of the wound, Song Tian frowned and snorted, but said in his mouth: "Thank you for your help." ”

It turned out that Yang Jian took action to directly pull out the fierce sword intent that made Song Tian helpless, like an appendage to the bones.

"The big war is coming. Yang Jian said lightly: "After all, you are also a rare high-end combat power, without the entanglement of the fierce sword intent, quickly heal your injuries tonight, and prepare to attack the mountain tomorrow." ”

"Attack the mountain tomorrow?" Song Tian was slightly stunned.

The plan was to attack the mountain two days later, and although it was only a day in advance, there were still many preparations that had not yet been completed.

Yang Jian didn't explain too much, but simply replied: "Qingzhou demon change." ”

The faces of the three of them immediately changed.

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In the dim woods, Fu Fengzi covered his red chest with one hand, and raised his sword with the other hand to cut off the branches and leaves in front of him and move forward quickly.

It's a pity, if I had known that I would be forced to such a point, I should have sacrificed the sword intent of Zhu Xian from the beginning, and I wouldn't have let Yang Jian's guy arrive in time to save Song Tian, in the end, I still overestimated myself...

Fu Fengzi's heart is full of thoughts.

However, he quickly abandoned these thoughts, since the matter was over, it was useless to think about it more, now it is the right way to return to the sect as soon as possible and refine the sword intent of the Immortal Sect into that divine weapon.

The six doors guessed correctly, the Qingyun Sect was indeed refining the Divine Soldiers, but unlike what they thought of repairing the broken Divine Weapons, the Qingyun Sect was ready to refine the Zhuxian Sword again.

Fu Fengzi and several senior brothers went through setbacks and hardships, and finally won the "Divine Soldier Embryo" in a ruin.

After observing and speculating, they believed that this divine weapon embryo was only one step away from success, as long as it was sent back to the sect for the final sacrifice, and finally injected into the Zhuxian Sword Intent, they could make the Zhuxian Sword reappear in the world.

At this moment, Fufengzi had already arrived in the Qingyun Mountain Range, but it was only because there were secret agents of the imperial court everywhere that he did not fly directly from the sky.

He had just been directly hit in the chest by Yang Jian, and now he could barely bully a Diyuan level martial artist with his combat strength, and even a Diyuan martial artist could delay him for a while, and it would be troublesome to attract a strong enemy at that time.

finally used a secret method to escape from Yang Jian's hands, and if it was planted at the door of the house, it would be too aggrieved.

Although the imperial court has arranged many spies under Qingyun Mountain, Fu Fengzi has lived in Qingyun Mountain for hundreds of years after all, and knows everything about Qingyun Mountain well.

So he easily found a few blind spots for the imperial court spies, and randomly chose one to enter Qingyun Mountain.

"What it's like. "Fu Fengzi, who had just passed through the mountain protection array and entered the Qingyun Sect, frowned.

The moment he entered, a feeling of discomfort flashed through his mind.

When he wanted to feel it more carefully, he didn't notice it at all.

If Huang Qi was here, he would be able to see a few little monsters with hideous faces and no hair on their bodies crawling on Fu Fengzi's body, covering Fu Fengzi's eyes, ears, mouth and nose with his hands with bared teeth and grinning, but Fu Fengzi didn't notice it.

Although Fufengzi is very strong, he is in a state of serious injury at the moment.

In the Outlands, being seriously injured and alone is basically equated with death.

"Maybe it's the fluctuation of the divine weapon that is being trained. Fufengzi had such an idea in his heart inexplicably, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense.

Seeing that the uneasiness on his face gradually disappeared, the little monster that had just whispered in his ear grinned, and the rest of the many little monsters also grinned silently.

Although he returned to the sect, Fu Fengzi still did not have the slightest intention of slacking off, he directly rose into the air and flew towards the ancestral hall where there was no difference between the eyes and the past.

In the dark night, the huge ancestral hall is like a giant beast crawling in the dark, and the candlelight window is like a dense eye, staring closely at the Fufengzi that flies all the way to it and automatically sends it to its mouth.