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Chapter 142: The Dying Xi Duanhong

The three famous fronts confronted the three holy weapons of the three religions, and the battle situation reached an extreme in a flash.

The chess and guest stood outside the battlefield, watching the development of the battle situation in a cold manner, but he wanted to see what tricks the Gui Qi Lord was playing.

Jian Zhiji, who was strengthened, can only restrain Xi Duanhong, but he has no scruples against others. As the fierce battle was in full swing, Jian Zhiji's sword moves became more and more fierce, and the killer moves were stacked.

On the other hand, Yu Lijing and the other two were worried and did not dare to use their full strength, and they were already at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the whispering sound echoed in my mind. The sword move of Jian Qi Shou changed sharply, and he forced his retreat to Yu Li Jing. Mo Qingchi, and then he smashed the sword in Sui Wudu's hand with a sword. In Sui Wudu's shock, Tianke Mingjian was about to pass by.

At this moment, Xi Duanhong in the thatched hut woke up at some point and stood in front of Sui Wukuan for a moment.

Puchi...

A sword penetrated his chest, and the deep and dull were dull on the spot. Jian Zhizhao even burst into tears and let out an unbelievable roar of sadness.

The situation changed so quickly that it was unexpected, and the chess player was stunned on the spot.

"For no reason... If you want to help Huozi recover, don't complain, cough cough..."

Xi Duanhong's mouth was bleeding, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and vitality was passing.

"Let her take this pill first!"

At this moment, the chess player approached and held a pill in his hand, which was the life-saving pill.

Under the crisis of life and death, several people could not doubt it. As the pill entered the abdomen, Xi Duanhong's injuries improved, and Sui's face suddenly showed joy.

"Oh, with a sword, even the life-extending pill can only extend its life, but it cannot be saved."

The chess player sighed, shook his head and said.

Tianke Mingjian is already powerful. Even if he sighs in the original drama, he is blocked by a sword, and his special physique cannot survive, let alone Xi Duanhong.

The sword energy of the beacon fire has long destroyed Xi Duanhong's heart vein, unless it is treated with the golden elixirs such as the return of life.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Sui was unable to accept the blow for no reason. Jian Zhichi was also strongly stimulated by Xi Duanhong's serious injury. He broke free from the forced control and suppression of Gui Qi Lord, kneeling in front of Xi Duanhong, and let out a hoarse roar.

"Take it back to the Confucian Sect first and then find a way to treat it?"

Yu Lijing did not expect that the ending would become like this, so he could only say with a calm face.

"Xi Duanhong is a person who deserves to die long ago. Now that the Confucian Sect has captured this person, it is time to clarify the Holy Sword mystery, right?"

At this time, someone spoke in the Taoist sect.

"Yes, since the culprit was taken, should the Confucian sect enforce the law impartially, punish the person who steals the sword and return it to the Holy Sword?"

People from both Buddhism and Taoism have different opinions and put pressure on them again.

Yuli Jing seems childish and gentle, and is nicknamed as a baby by fellow Taoists, but he is extremely capable and decisive in his work. He is forced to stand up to protect him. "The sword is close to the stone and the supreme master of the Dharma and Confucianism once said that he would give the Buddha and the Taoist sects within three days. What are you anxious about?"

Shengdaotian and Jing Yanfu also scolded him, asking his disciples to remain calm, and then spoke, "Then let's wait for the good news of the Confucian school."

As the two sects left, Sui Wudao thanked the chess player. Sui Wudao picked up Xi Duanhong, Mo Qingchi held the holy sword and inserted it back into his chest again, and the lost sword returned to the Confucian Sect together.

On the other side, Henwu Peak has returned to Kuigu Mountain to find the whereabouts of Guiqizhu.

Although he had expectations for what Guan Jiuzhou said, it was difficult to go through various things and wanted him to believe that he was alone, not to mention that he had a grudge against Shanhai Qicheng, so he was extremely wary of Yuan Wuji.

And at this moment, the voice of the Ghost Qi Lord suddenly appeared, "Henwufeng, are you going to betray the Ghost?"

"It doesn't matter betrayal, you and I are just working together." Henwufeng said coldly.

"Hahaha, then do you believe that Guan Jiuzhou can cure Jing Chuyi? Even if it can, will he really save him?" At this point, the Lord of Gui Qi sneered, "He just wants to use Jing Chuyi as a threat to control you to shoot him."

"So what? Are you the same?" Henwufeng frowned and said coldly.

For Jing Chuyi, he didn't mind who was shooting for, nor did he mind who was killing him.

"This is different. You indirectly killed Mr. Yuan. You know, Mr. Yuan is a capable general under Guan Jiuzhou. Are you really sure that he will really help you?"

The Lord of Ghost Qi also saw the hidden worries of Henwu Peak, so he continued: "And you can't easily see Jing Chuyi now, don't know her life or death. If you cooperate with the ghost, Jing Chuyi is always by your side. You can know Jing Chuyi's health status at any time!"

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Henwufeng held the Lingye Knife on his waist tightly, suppressed his heart and shouted in a suffocating voice, "If you want me to deal with Guan Jiuzhou for you, you will make a mistake."

"Don't worry, Jing Chuyi is in their hands, so you will naturally not target him. Now Jian Zhizi has been captured by the Confucian sect. What I want is that you rescue him. After completing this, the ghost will hand over the remaining medicine to you. As for whether you use it or not, it is all your heart. However, it is a good thing to have an extra insurance."

After saying this, the voice of the Lord Gui Qi disappeared because he was confident. Although Henwufeng would not trust him, he would not trust Guan Jiuzhou, and he would definitely do something.

Shortly after Yu Lijing and others returned to Defeng Ancient Road, Mo Qingchi said with a serious expression: "Xi Duanhong's injuries have been found out. In addition to the fatal sword injury on her chest, there is also an evil spirit in her body. This evil spirit is similar to Jian Zhizi's body. Perhaps Xi Duanhong had been plotted to wake up like this by chance.

I have seen many strange things in the wonders of the mountains and seas before, and even had a golden elixir for return of life there. Maybe I can go to the wonders of the mountains and seas to find a cure."

"Do you look at Jiuzhou?"

After thinking about it, Yu Lijing nodded slightly, "You can try it, but although Xi Duanhong was temporarily suppressed, it may not be supported for long. Moreover, the mastermind behind the scenes always keep a close eye on the Confucian Sect. It is not safe to go out alone for no reason. You and Wuzhuo will take Xi Duanhong with you."

Just as the two left Defeng Ancient Road with seriously injured Xi Duanhong, they rushed to kill with a knife.

At this moment, they did not know the relationship between Henwu Peak and Guan Jiuzhou, but they knew that Henwu Peak had surrounded and killed Mr. Yuan with Jian Zhichi, and they were all related to the mastermind behind the scenes, and the war broke out.

Jian Zhichi, who was forcibly suppressed, was also subjected to mysterious instructions to break through the seal and kill into the Confucian Sect, wanting to find Xi Duanhong.

At this moment, Yu Lijing was the only master in the ancient Defeng Taoism. Although he cooperated with the disciples of Haofa Xiu Temple to take action, he was still at a disadvantage.

The magic sword runs through the purple scales, the prison dragon breaks away from the yellow spring; the holy sword brings essence, and becomes an angry and violent sun.

The Demon Sword Holy Sword opened the killing edge, and the Confucian Sect suddenly suffered heavy casualties. The resigned condemnation of the real murderer who was still left to lure the real murderer and died tragically under the Demon Sword.

Wei Liu looked surprised and disbelief.

Obviously he himself did not expect to die like this.

"Not good!"

The death of the resignation condemnation represents another clue to the investigation of the mastermind behind the scenes, but Yu Lijing soon had no time to take care of this matter. The siege of the magic sword and the holy sword made him unable to do anything.

Just at the time of crisis, a poem suddenly rang out, "The vastness of the sky is swallowed up, and the neon lights are shining, and the sword is powerful and the enemy is full of surprise. I sigh, the world is empty."

"It's hard to take revenge when I'm in the previous few missions. Today, let me try your single Feng again!"

Sighing Qiqi holding the silver-white Greedy Wolf Sword, a fierce light that swallows the sky and devours the sun was revealed on the sword body. This sword is ultimately a peerless artifact from "Fengyun". It is one of the seven weapons to kill dragons. Its power is not weaker than the Heaven and Earth Sword he used before.

The sword roared at the right foot, and the holy sword shone with its peerless sharpness. The two swords attacked, making a harsh sound.

Without Jian Zhizhu's help, Yu Lijing could let go of his hands and feet to fight Henwu Peak.

A pure white sword in his hand contained a pure and noble aura, which was exactly the opposite of the evil attributes of the magic sword, and made a violent sound.

"The person has been rescued, go!"

Henwufeng did not want to kill Gui Qi for life and death. What he wanted was just a pill to cure Jing Chuyi, adding a piece of insurance to himself. The goal was achieved, and he stopped hesitating. He accumulated a force to force Yuli to retreat with one blow. Then the magic knife slashed at the strange and opened the door of life for the sword. Then the two disappeared together.

"Damn it, Jian Zhi was rescued as soon as he was brought back. This is a problem." As the Henwu Peak, Jian Zhi disappeared, and a Confucian disciple said unwillingly.

"If Buddha and Taoism heard about this, they would not give up."

"alright!"

Yu Lijing raised his hand slightly to stop the useless remarks, and then said to Tan Xiqi: "Thank you for your actions this time. I saw you being by Zhiqike before. Are you going to pass on the message to Zhiqike this time?"

Tan Xiqi shook his head, with a smile on his lips, and asked calmly: "Don't the Confucian Sect welcome me to return?"

"Oh? It's naturally a good thing that you can return."
Chapter completed!
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