The flying sword rotated at an extremely fast speed, and the dense sword light formed a protective shield as thick as a shield around everyone, making constant clanking sounds when it collided with the angry sword.
The next moment, Yuan Futu appeared in front of the sword formation.
He swung the Zhuhuang Sword and slashed down without hesitation. The jagged blade emitted a cold light, and with a clang, the flying sword broke into two pieces and fell to the ground slumped.
The reason is very simple. It is easy to cut off the innate spirit treasure with a god-level spirit treasure. This is also the key to breaking the formation.
The sword formation was broken, and endless sword intent struck. The three disciples suffered more and more wounds, and blood continued to spurt out. If it weren't for the true energy protecting their bodies, they would have been cut into pieces.
Yuan Futu took a deep breath. He no longer had any patience. He raised the sword's edge and the Xuan Chong Sword was launched instantly.
The extremely thick earth-yellow sword light contained millions of kilograms of force and pushed forward at great speed. Before it could reach it, the physical body of the first disciple was dented, his bones were shattered, and his flesh and blood were squeezed out from the wound. He died tragically immediately.
on the spot.
When the other two disciples saw this, they knew their lives were at risk, and they looked at each other and wanted to run away.
Yuan Futu had already understood their thoughts, activated the Wind Seal, and his figure flashed, immediately blocking their escape direction. The Xuan Heavy Sword slashed back and forth, screams arose, and the two Shushan disciples suddenly died on the spot.
Looking at the three corpses, Yuan Futu breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his angry sword, and then walked to Yun Mengxuan's side.
Her face was as pale as paper, and she had no strength in her body. She lay limply on the ground, her breath was weak, and there were many wounds all over her body. Most of them had stopped bleeding, but she still looked miserable. It seemed that she was not in good condition these days.
Better off.
It was not a good place to stay for a long time, so Yuan Futu carried her on his back and ran around for several hours before finally hiding under a waterfall that was not easy to find.
The bonfire is lit, and the cave is deep under the waterfall.
Yuan Futu also had some low-grade healing elixirs on his body. After crushing them, he mixed them into water and gave them to Yun Mengxuan to swallow. Then she sat on a stone with a frown on her face.
However, many strange runes appeared in his mind involuntarily, glowing with orange-red light. Yuan Futu recognized them as the "Demon Code" given to him by the Demon King before leaving.
Yuan Futu has seen how powerful the demon power is before, and the power of destruction contained in it cannot be underestimated. What's more, the "Demon Code" is a fifth-level martial arts book, which is extremely mysterious.
Yuan Futu stretched out his palm and said solemnly: "If I can cultivate demon power, my strength should be stronger."
This kind of power that has been lost for a hundred thousand years, what Yuan Futu values is not its destructive power, but its immortality.
"Ahem..."
At this moment, Yun Mengxuan coughed twice and slowly opened her eyes.
Yuan Futu filled a bowl of hot water, placed it beside her, and said calmly: "It's not easy for you to survive after being injured like this."
Yun Mengxuan sat up with difficulty, with a somewhat sad look on her sickly face, and said softly: "I took advantage of you to leave. Are you angry with me?"
Yuan Futu's eyes turned cold, "Angry? How dare I be angry with you? I just almost died there."
A pale and weak smile appeared on the corner of Yun Mengxuan's mouth, and she said: "But you still appear in front of me safe and sound."
Yuan Futu asked: "Did those Taoist priests cause your injury?"
Yun Mengxuan seemed to have remembered something, and looked at her palm suddenly, only to find it was empty. She stood up suddenly, looked around, and said, "Why is it missing? Impossible! How could it be missing?"
Yuan Futu took out the water-dividing bead from the storage bag and said, "Is this what you are looking for?"
Yun Mengxuan's eyes lit up and she reached out to grab it. Yuan Futu retracted his palm with a groan and sneered: "Why should I give it to you?"
Yun Mengxuan's face turned pale, she bit her lips fiercely until a trace of blood came out, and then she said: "The only purpose of my coming to Shushan is to get this water-dividing bead. It was my fault to use you before. After I left that day
, I was chased by several Shushan Taoists. I did not hesitate to put down ten thousand purple butterflies before leaving with Fen Shuizhu, but those Taoist priests still did not give up and chased me all night. I was seriously injured and I could only hide here.
In a dense forest."
"The ten thousand purple butterflies are also an ancient spiritual treasure. Is it worth exchanging them for this water-dividing bead?" Yuan Futu frowned.
Yun Mengxuan said: "Of course it is worth it, even if it is exchanged for the Supreme Spiritual Treasure, it is still worth it, so please return it to me."
Yuan Futu thought for a while, then threw the water-dividing bead to her and said, "I really don't know what the use of this broken bead is."
Yun Mengxuan carefully put it in her bag, her expression just calmed down, she sat in front of the bonfire and said, "How did you escape from Shushan?"
"It's a long story, and I don't want to mention it again." Yuan Futu looked at the dancing flames expressionlessly, but he didn't know where to go next.
Yun Mengxuan said: "It seems that you and I are in the same situation now. Both of us have been ordered to kill by Shushan. They are a famous sect, and the intensity of the killing is extremely fierce. Moreover, there are many eyes and ears in the world. If any traces are leaked, it will cause trouble."
Come and kill yourself."
Yuan Futu said solemnly: "I can't bring trouble to the sect, so I can't go back for the time being. The worst I can do is go to Shiwanda Mountain to hide."
Yuan Futu has become the Lord of the Zhuo World. I believe that the barbarian tribes should be very happy for the return of this new generation of desolate gods. However, if the killing scope of Shu Mountain is expanded to that area, I am afraid that the entire tribe will suffer, so he still
Very hesitant.
Yun Mengxuan pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, why don't you follow me to the sea."
Yuan Futu's eyes lit up and he said: "Sea area?"
Yun Mengxuan nodded and said: "The sea area is the world of casual cultivators. There are many practitioners with unpredictable abilities hidden there. Each of them occupies their own territory and is king. Even the famous Shu Mountain may not dare to chase them there."
"What are you doing in the sea?"
Yun Mengxuan's complexion softened a bit, and she said with a smile: "Then do you know the magical function of this water droplet?"
"I heard you say in front of the Lingxiao Palace that these water drops can withstand the power of the deep sea and enter the secret realm of the seabed." When Yuan Futu said this, he looked at her with some confusion and said: "You want to go to the secret realm of the seabed?
"
Yun Mengxuan nodded and said: "This is why I want to get the water-sharing beads no matter what."
"What is in the secret realm under the sea?" Yuan Futu had never thought that one day he would be able to set foot in the vast sea.