Chapter 118: Black Evil Flying Sword

"Brother Wu!" Wu Keqing's muscles burst out, his red eyes revealed hatred, he couldn't have imagined that Qiu Yuan, who seemed to be cultivating during the Qi cultivation period, would let Wu Zhuojie die here. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I want all of you to be buried here!" The resentment that rushed to the sky made Ni Xiaoyan's eyelids flutter, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Wu Ke, not daring to relax in the slightest.

"Leave it to me here!" The side effects of using the "Heavenly Hidden Body Decision" to temporarily improve cultivation are too great, Qiu Yuan released all the spiritual power in his body, and he had fallen to the ground and was unable to stand up, relying on his companions to help him aside, but from his eyes, guilt was revealed, if Qiu Yuan hadn't come to kill Wu Zhuojie without authorization, he would not have completely angered Wu Ke, Ni Xiaoyan knew Qiu Yuan's thoughts and gave him a peace of mind pill.

"If not, hand me over, my wife's vengeance has been avenged, and it doesn't matter to me whether she lives or dies. Qiu Yuan reluctantly spoke, looking at Ni Xiaoyan's eyes as if he had taken life and death lightly, and his deep voice revealed firmness: "Besides, Lord Ni doesn't have much grudge against them, and I don't think they will treat you like this." ā€

Ni Xiaoyan sighed in his heart, how could he hand over Qiu Yuan to the other party, countless hardships have come over, not bad this time, even if it is dangerous, he will not abandon his companions.

"Leave it to me!" Ni Xiaoyan clenched his fists, isn't he just an old man? Mo Tianji and Ghost Suo are both at the peak of the foundation building period, how could Ni Xiaoyan ever be afraid, he turned to face Wu Ke, and the spiritual power in his body boiled endlessly.

"Die!" Wu Ke's eyes were red, his spiritual power surged, and the magic weapon in his hand was replaced by a flying sword entwined with black gas, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Ke drove the flying sword to shoot out, and the sound of swishing sounded in Ni Xiaoyan's ears, the speed was too fast, so that Ni Xiaoyan could not judge the direction of the flying sword, and when the flying sword was not far from him, Ni Xiaoyan felt the strange evil aura of the flying sword, cold and ruthless.

What is this? Ni Xiaoyan was secretly surprised in his heart, this feeling made him very uncomfortable, and it seemed to be in the same vein as the corpse puppet breath.

After a moment of distraction, the strange flying sword left a scar on his left arm, and the black blood seeped out of his body and soaked his clothes.

So fast! Ni Xiaoyan tried his best to dodge just now, but he still couldn't catch up with the speed of the flying sword, even if he didn't lose his mind, Ni Xiaoyan thought that the flying sword would still leave a wound on his body.

"Senior, what is the reputation of this flying sword?" As long as it is something that he doesn't know, Ni Xiaoyan will give it to the second elder, especially these evil things.

"Hehe, boy, your luck is good and bad, that kid uses the evil clan's black evil flying sword, and in the evil clan, it is used by the clansmen who belong to the foundation building period and cultivate the above strength, tsk, that power can't even be used against your condensation period. The old demon's face always had a happy expression, and in front of him, in Ni Xiaoyan's opinion, the things related to life and death were dull to him.

"But if you Terrans are handed over, this power can only exert six layers at most. The old demon's disdainful tone made Ni Xiaoyan couldn't help but be shocked, this is only the sixth layer, how strong will the evil clan in the sealing table be?

"What should I do then?" such a headache Ni Xiaoxiang was still handed over to the old demon, while communicating with the old demon in his heart, and constantly changing his body shape so that Wu Ke couldn't catch Ni Xiaoyan.

Only in this way can he avoid the flying sword shot, otherwise there will be many wounds left on his body, and the black qi infected by the flying sword seems to be seeping into his meridians, but his blood has another breath that is tightly rejecting the black qi and trapping them in one place, so that the black qi cannot swim all over the body.

"Hehe, the only way, the only way is to escape!" The old demon very irresponsibly proposed a method that was not a solution, which made Ni Xiaoyan feel that the unreliable old demon appeared again. Now if he could escape, he would have fled a long time ago, that is, what should they do with Qiu Yuan, Ni Xiaoyan couldn't help but say: "Is there any other way?"

"What I gave you is the best way, the reason why the Black Evil Flying Sword is different from other flying swords is because this flying sword is made of the black stone of the evil world, and it contains a lot of evil energy. The old demon patiently explained the flying sword, not worrying about how dangerous Ni Xiaoyan's predicament was: "With the spiritual power to stimulate the evil qi, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to fight the enemy, as long as it is contaminated with the evil qi, tsk, that's how the corpse puppet came." ā€

"Corpse puppets, are you saying that these corpse puppets were all contaminated with evil qi by the original cultivators?" Ni Xiaoyan was shocked, if this is the case, then if you don't solve the evil qi when you enter the sealing table, you won't be able to enter the sealing platform.

"Then does this have anything to do with dealing with the flying sword?" Ni Xiaoyan regained his composure, the top priority was to solve Wu Ke's flying sword as soon as possible, and the rest of the matter was to talk about it afterwards, his question was straightforward and simple.

"Since it is relying on a flying sword that stimulates evil energy, it is very easy to do, you just need to force its evil energy back, this flying sword is no different from an ordinary flying sword. The old demon felt that Ni Xiaoyan's brain couldn't turn fast, so he simply said directly: "You only need to use your demon blood to infiltrate into that flying sword." ā€

"How to infiltrate?" The flying sword is too fast, now is not the time to use his brain, Ni Xiaoyan does not dare to be distracted in the slightest, even so, there are already several wounds left on his body.

Wu Ke, who drove the Black Evil Flying Sword, couldn't stop being shocked in his heart, the greatest power of the flying sword, he knew very well, in the past few years, relying on this flying sword alone had caused countless cultivators to die tragically, and finally turned into corpse puppets.

As long as anyone is stabbed by a flying sword, a nameless black qi will seep out, and this black qi will seep into the cultivator's body, causing the opponent's spiritual power to quickly deplete and eventually become a corpse puppet in Ni Xiaoyan's mouth.

The flying sword left many wounds on Ni Xiaoyan's body, and his whole person emitted a visible black gas, but he was still like no one, which had to make Wu Ke secretly shocked and curious.

Could it be that he has any treasure on his body that can resist the erosion of black qi? Suddenly, Wu Ke's eyes lit up, the black qi of that flying sword had been bothering him, as long as he could solve the black qi, then it would be possible to refine this flying sword.

Ni Xiaoyan didn't have time to understand Wu Ke's thoughts, but the method given to him by the old demon made him quite helpless, and if he wanted to turn the black evil flying sword into waste, he had to catch the flying sword.

How to catch it, Ni Xiaoyan still wanted to ask, but the flying sword was coming faster and faster, and Wu Ke obviously used all his strength.

Crazy, Ni Xiaoyan scolded in his heart, closed his eyes, and released all his divine senses, and countless divine senses as small as needles rippled out like ripples on the surface of the water.

The black evil flying sword slashed through the small divine senses, the speed was too fast, although Ni Xiaoyan could catch the traces of the flying sword in time, the movement was still too slow, and when he stretched out his hand to grab the flying sword, he still let him pass through.

Ni Xiaoyan had an extra big wound on his body.