"cough!"

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

"It's okay for the time being." Zhuang Fei, who was sweating profusely, let out a light breath and put away the silver needle in his hand.

Song Tian was lying half on the ground at this moment, his upper body was naked and covered with blood, and a terrifying wound that penetrated from front to back was spread below his left rib.

The wound looked just caused by an ordinary long sword, but Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun did not dare to touch it at all. Even the mouth of blood that Song Tian had just spit out avoided far away.

"After taking the Golden Jade Pill, the body's rigid meridians were temporarily blocked. In addition, several major meridians were sealed, the killing sword intent had been temporarily suppressed by the wound and would not spread." Zhuang Fei said.

But Song Tian seemed to have no concern for his injuries at all. He just gently stroked the long knife covered with spider web cracks with his hands, his eyes full of mourning.

Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun looked at each other, and they shook their heads and said nothing.

No one expected that Fu Fengzi would actually have a sword intent in the inner world.

It was rumored that the Zhuxian Sword was interrupted by the Beast God in Fufengzi's hands. After that, Qingyun Sect could not even snatch the remains of the Zhuxian Sword, so he ran back to Yunzhou in shame.

Until today they learned that although the Zhuxian Sword did bury bones of 100,000 mountains, the most fierce killing sword intent in the world spread out at the moment of the broken sword and was taken into the inner world by Fufengzi for nearly five hundred years.

Just now, after Fu Fengzi used the killing sword intent, he directly injured Song Tian and a Tian Yao's secret capture in one fell swoop, but the other secret capture saw that the situation was not good and had already run to somewhere.

If it weren't for the critical moment, Song Tian's Heavenly Will Sword would automatically protect the master and offset most of the power of the killing sword attacking Song Tian. Song Tian is almost ready for funeral now.

However, although she protected Song Tian, ​​Tianyi Dao was dead.

The blade was covered with dense cracks, and it looked like it was no longer as flexible as before.

This knife has been with Song Tian for more than 300 years. The relationship between the two can be imagined. Even Song Tian’s descendants, none of them can surpass this Heavenly Will Knife in Song Tian’s heart.

Roar!

In the sky, dark clouds filled the sky again at some point. A dragon about ten feet rolled up and down in the thick clouds, and the roar of the dragon resounded throughout the world.

As a lightning bolt broke through the dark sky, the huge blue dragon broke through the clouds and rushed towards the hill where Song Tian and the other two were, with endless power.

The three of them were not nervous at all, and Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun knelt on one knee at Canglong from a distance.

Canglong fell to the ground, but turned into a tall and heroic young man. The young man was wearing a python robe and a purple gold crown, with a cold face. He just stood there simply without exuding any momentum, which gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

"I have seen the mighty Hou!" Zhuang Fei and Chi Xun lowered their heads and said respectfully.

Even Song Tian endured the injuries and pain and lowered his head slightly.

This person is the mighty man Yang Jian, the rare half-step master in the world. If he hadn't arrived in time just now, even if Song Tian luckily blocked Fu Fengzi's attack, he would not have been able to escape the fate of his death.

Yang Jian looked cold and nodded indifferently. After seeing Song Tian's injuries, he frowned slightly, then stretched out his right hand and spread his five fingers, and pulled Song Tian's wound from the air.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding collapsed again, and a large stream of blood spurted out from the wound. Song Tian frowned and groaned, but said, "Thank you for helping Weiwuhou."

It turned out that Yang Jian took action to remove the fierce sword intent that made Song Tian helpless, just like a gangrene attached to the bone.

"The battle is imminent." Yang Jian said lightly: "After all, you are a rare high-end combat power. Without the entanglement of the fierce sword intent, you will quickly recover your injuries tonight and prepare to attack the mountain tomorrow."

"Will you attack the mountain tomorrow?" Song Tian was slightly stunned.

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

Yang Jian did not explain too much, but simply replied: "Qingzhou Demonic Transformation."

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 to cut off the branches and leaves blocking the front one after another and moved forward quickly.

What a pity. If I had known that I would have been forced to this point, I should have used the sword intent of Zhuxian from the beginning, so that Yang Jian would not have arrived in time and saved Song Tian. After all, I would have overestimated myself...

Fu Fengzi's heart is full of thoughts.

However, he quickly abandoned these thoughts. Since the matter was over, it would be useless to think about it any more. Now, return to the sect as soon as possible and refine the Zhuxian sword intent into that magic weapon is the right way.

The guess of the Six Gates is correct. Qingyun Sect is indeed sacrificing and refining divine weapons, but unlike what they thought of repairing the broken divine weapons, Qingyun Sect is preparing to refine the Zhuxian Sword again.

Fufengzi and several brothers experienced setbacks and hardships, and finally seized the "divine weapon embryo" in a ruin.

After observation and speculation, they believed that this magic weapon embryo was only one last step away from success. As long as they were sent back to the sect and after the final sacrifice and refining, they could finally get the Zhuxian sword intent into the world.

At this moment, Fufengzi had already arrived at the Qingyun Mountains. It was just that he did not fly directly from the sky because the court's spies were everywhere.

He was hit directly in the chest by Yang Jian. Now he has only barely bullied warriors at the Earth Yuan level with his combat power. Even the Earth Yuan warriors can delay him for a while, and it will be troublesome to attract strong enemies when the time comes.

I finally used a secret method to escape from Yang Jian. If I fell at the door of my house, it would be too frustrating.

Although the court arranged many secret spies at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Fufengzi had lived in Qingyun Mountain for hundreds of years and knew everything about Qingyun Mountain.

So he easily found several blind spots of the imperial spies, and chose one to enter Qingyun Mountain.

"What does this feel?" Fu Fengzi, who had just passed the mountain protection formation and entered Qingyun Sect, frowned.

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

When he wanted to feel it carefully, he could not notice it at all.

If Huang Qi was here, he would see a few little monsters with ferocious faces and no hair on his body crawling on Fufengzi, grinning and covering Fufengzi's eyes, ears, mouth and nose with his hands, but Fufengzi had no idea.

Although Fufengzi is very strong, he is seriously injured at this moment.

In the outer realm, seriously injured and alone are basically equal to death.

"Maybe it was the fluctuation emitted by the divine weapon being sacrificed." Fu Fengzi had an idea inexplicably, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.

Seeing the anxiety on his face gradually disappearing, the little monster that had just whispered in his ear grinned open his mouth, and the other little monsters also grinned and laughed silently.

Although he returned to the sect, Fufengzi still had no sign of slackness. He rose directly into the air and flew towards the Ancestor Hall, which was no different from the past.

Under the dark night, the huge Ancestral Hall is like a giant beast crawling in the darkness. The windows with candlelight are like dense eyes, staring tightly at the flying towards it, automatically sending them to Fufengzi in its mouth.
Chapter completed!