The sound of sharp blades tearing flesh could be heard.
Master Sun let out a shrill scream. He wanted to punch him again, but he couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
boom!
Xiao Chen also fell heavily to the ground, and the Xuanyuan knife fell beside him.
He couldn't hold on any longer, especially with the last punch from Venerable Ri.
Even if he blocked it with his arms, the shock hit his head, making his head, which was already in severe pain from tearing apart his soul, feel like it was going to explode.
"Xiao Chen!"
Xiao Yi and others rushed forward.
The old fortune teller suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Chen and grabbed his wrist.
"Old fortune teller, how is Xiao Chen?"
Xiao Yi asked hurriedly, very worried.
"The injury was quite severe."
The old fortune teller said slowly.
Xiao Yi and the others became even more worried after hearing what the old fortune teller said.
"The biggest damage comes from the soul, but the body is fine."
The old fortune teller said again.
"Shenhun? You won't be able to wake up again, right?"
Bai Ye frowned. The last time Xiao Chen killed the Blood Emperor, his soul was severely damaged. It was Qiong who saved him.
If Qiong hadn't gone, no one knows how long Xiao Chen would have slept.
"Not that much."
The old fortune teller shook his head.
"That is not bad."
Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief, then thought of something, grabbed the Xuanyuan knife on the ground, and went straight to Ri Zunzun who was in a pool of blood.
He raised his knife and struck down hard.
"Damn it, if you dare to hurt Brother Chen, I will kill you!"
puff!
The Xuanyuan knife struck the Ri Zun's body, causing more blood.
At this time, Lord Sun was already dying, unable to avoid it, and had no power to fight back.
Xiao Chen's last blow just now almost cut off half of his body.
"ah……"
Sun Venerable's screams became extremely weak.
"Yes, chop him to death!"
Xiaodao and the others also stepped forward one after another, roaring angrily.
"stop!"
A voice sounded.
Baiye and the others turned around and saw that it was the old fortune teller.
"It's still useful. I want to ask him a few questions."
The old fortune teller said, took out a pill, stuffed it into Xiao Chen's mouth, and then walked over.
"Then you ask first, and then we'll cut it after you've asked."
Bai Ye said.
"..."
The old fortune teller is speechless. Are today's young people so ruthless?
He came to the Lord Sun and knelt down.
He could see that Master Sun was dead.
It’s hard to save a fairy.
However, he didn't intend to save him.
"ah……"
Sun Venerable still had some consciousness and screamed.
"How can you be a member of the Shengtian Cult?"
asked the old fortune teller.
"I...I won't say anything."
Sun Venerable gritted his teeth.
"oh."
The old fortune teller nodded. He originally wanted to use some tricks, but thought of being in front of so many people, so he gave up.
"If you don't tell me, forget it, it's useless... Bai boy, just chop him to death."
After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he really didn't ask any more questions and got up and went back.
"..."
Master Ri looked at the old fortune teller's back and was stunned. He opened his mouth to say something.
But the severe pain in his abdomen left him unable to say anything.
"Ah? Oh, okay."
Bai Ye was also startled, then realized what he was doing and raised the Xuanyuan knife.
"puff……"
Sun Venerable spit out a large mouthful of blood, his body trembled, and the look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
He couldn't hold on any longer.
Even if he used his internal strength to suppress the wound, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
The wound is too big and the injury is too serious.
"No way, it's going to die now? I haven't cut it yet."
Bai Ye frowned.
Just as he finished speaking, the Xuanyuan knife trembled and flew out.
puff!
The Xuanyuan knife turned into a golden light and stabbed into the Ri Zun's body.
"Fuck..."
Bai Ye's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
"This knife... flew out on its own!"
The old fortune teller turned his head, glanced at the Xuanyuan Sword on Master Sun, frowned slightly, but didn't do anything.
He didn't plan to do anything more, so he should leave it to Xiao Chen to handle it.
Others looked surprised. Are the magic weapons effective?
This knife is actually avenging Xiao Chen?
They didn't think much about it. They couldn't imagine what it was like to devour it.
I just thought that Xuanyuan Sword was to avenge Xiao Chen.
Regarding the death of Lord Ri, they couldn't believe it and felt a lot of emotion.
It can be said that Master Ri died in Xiao Chen's hands.
"I didn't expect that he could really kill Lord Ri."
Xuankong looked at Xiao Chen and then at the dead Ri Zun, feeling very uneasy.
He had fought Xiao Chen before, and it didn't take long for this kid to be able to kill the Seventh Heavenly One.
Now, it should be easy for Xiao Chen to kill him, right?
"Yes, he said he wanted to kill the seventh heaven, but he actually killed him."
Ximen Ping also nodded. Fortunately, he did not continue to be an enemy of Xiao Chen, otherwise the grass on the grave would have grown taller.
"Old fortune teller, how is Xiao Chen? Why don't you wake up?"
Xiao Yi didn't care whether Lord Ri was dead or not, what he cared about was Xiao Chen's condition.
"You'll wake up soon."
said the old fortune teller.
Just as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen slowly opened his eyes.
However, with bleeding from all his orifices, he looked a little scary.
The eyes were red and filled with blood.
"cough……"
Xiao Chen coughed up another mouthful of blood and felt as if his head was about to explode.
"Boy, you're awake."
Xiao Yi couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Xiao Chen waking up.
"Um……"
Xiao Chen wanted to nod, but still didn't dare. He didn't dare to move now. The slightest movement would make him more painful.
"Almost died..."
"It's not close. If it weren't for my old man, you wouldn't be able to wake up."
The old fortune teller was unhappy.
"That pill just now can bring life and death to human flesh and white bones..."
"How about I spit it out again and give it back to you?"
Xiao Chen looked at the old fortune teller and forced a smile.
"Okay, then spit it out."
The old fortune teller nodded.
"Forget it, it's already digested."
Xiao Chen said and looked to the side.
"Where is Mr. Sun?"
"already dead."
The old fortune teller replied.
"That last knife of yours almost cut him off, and it's hard for a god to save him."
"died……"
Xiao Chen smiled and finished bragging.
Tonight, he killed the seventh heaven!
Although it was a death-to-death strategy, and he almost died, he was still able to kill the Seventh Heavenly One!
Thinking of something, he looked around again.
"Are you looking for the Xuanyuan Sword? It's on the Ri Zun."
said the old fortune teller.
"Um?"
Xiao Chen frowned, he remembered that he pulled out the Xuanyuan knife at the last moment.
"I flew there by myself..."
The old fortune teller said slowly.
"Own……"
Xiao Chen was surprised, then he reacted and didn't say any more.
However, a look of worry flashed across his face. He was already able to fly by himself. Do you really want to break the seal?
"Don't think too much first, just heal your wounds."
The old fortune teller seemed to know what Xiao Chen was worried about and said.
"Um."
Xiao Chen suppressed his worries and waited until he was better. Worrying was of no use anyway.
"Let's go down the mountain."
The old fortune teller looked at the Sun Venerable again. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the Ri Venerable had been "emptied out".
Fortunately, most people's attention was no longer on Master Ri, so they didn't notice anything unusual.
Otherwise, they would definitely have to think too much.
He originally wanted Bai Ye to pull out the Xuanyuan knife, but after thinking about it, he went there himself.
He was afraid that Bai Ye would get hurt.
The old fortune teller held the Xuanyuan knife and felt a counter-shock coming from the knife, as if it wanted to shake his hand away.
"Ah."
The old fortune teller's sneer filled the air and poured into the Xuanyuan Knife.
The next second...Xuanyuan Dao became honest and stopped trembling.
The old fortune teller pulled out the Xuanyuan knife, and saw that there was no trace of blood on it, and there was a golden dragon shadow walking on the dark golden knife.
"Old fortune teller, where is that monster?"
Xiao Yi pointed at the bull-headed monster and asked.
"I still have use for this monster..."
Xiao Chen said hurriedly.
"Help me...help me up."
"Okay, let's keep him here for now, and then come back after you recover."
The old fortune teller said to Xiao Chen.
"Can I be locked up here? That's okay..."
Xiao Chen nodded and fell down again.
"I don't have the strength... Xiaobai, get a stretcher and carry me down."
"I didn't help you up just now. Are you okay?"
Bai Ye looked strange.
"Why did it stop working all of a sudden?"
"Xiaobai, I suspect you are driving too."
Xiao Dao said.
"No way."
As Bai Ye said that, he went to pick up a few branches and made a simple stretcher.
"I can carry you down, Brother Chen."
Li Hanhou said.
"No, a stretcher is more comfortable."
Xiao Chen shook his head.
"oh."
Li Hanhou nodded.
"Then I will carry you."
Soon, the stretcher was ready, and Xiao Chen reluctantly moved it and lay on it.
"Damn, my head hurts so much. I feel like that last punch gave me a severe concussion."
Xiao Chen said painfully.
"I won't smash your head, so just smile."
Xiao Yi was not angry.
"You have to fight one life for another? Don't you want to die?"
"Haha, Lao Xiao, I'm not bragging. I trade lives with others and I'm always the winner..."
Xiao Chen was a little proud.
"If you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet..."
Next to me, the old fortune teller said lightly.
"If you walk too much at night, you will eventually encounter ghosts."
"..."
Xiao Chen's smile froze.
"Let's go down the mountain."
After the old fortune teller finished speaking, he walked down the mountain.
As he took a step forward, the transparent cover disappeared.
"Ancestor Zhuge, Old Xue, you guys will come back later and keep an eye on it..."
Xiao Chen thought of something and whispered.
"You can't let people go down under the cliff..."
"good."
Zhuge Qingtian and Xue Chunqiu nodded.
"Oh... let's recuperate first, my head hurts too much."
Xiao Chen sighed and closed his eyes.
"Dahan, let's carry it."
Sun Wugong said.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen opened his eyes again: "Wait a minute, it's okay to lift Dahan, you can't lift him."
"Why?"
Sun Wugong is strange.
"You're so drunk. This is drunk driving... I can't bear your torment in my current state."
Xiao Chen pouted.
"What if you let go and I'm not allowed to roll down the mountain?"
"..."
Sun Wugong couldn't laugh or cry, he drove drunk? What did he think?
"Hahaha……"
Everyone also laughed.
In the end, it was Xiaodao and Li Hanhou who carried Xiao Chen down the mountain.
Xiao Yi and the others were a little late and had to deal with the scene.
Jiang Lingyun and the others looked at the broken teleportation platform and didn't stay long.
If it's all turned into ruins, it must be useless.
