Fu Yun's low roar came rolling in, and Wen Yi turned around quickly.
Dozens of spiritual lights suddenly flashed over.
One of them carried a destructive aura, vowing to smash anyone who came near the fragments of the fairy sword into powder.
Wen Yi felt the terrifying spiritual power coming from behind him and quickly dodged, but one of them was the spiritual power of the Nascent Soul Realm.
She couldn't avoid it and was slammed against the cliff, causing her to spurt out a mouthful of blood in pain.
"Who dares to be so presumptuous in front of us?"
The person who spoke was Wuya who was chasing Wen Yi that day.
"Is it you?" After Wuya saw Wen Yi's face clearly, a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"You narrowly escaped from me that day. It's your luck. Today I will kill you with a thousand knives."
Seeing how unreasonable he was, Wen Yi got up from the ground.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes suddenly became cold and terrifying, "I have no enmity with you, why should you kill me?"
"It is true that you have no grudges against me, but anyone who covets the fragments of the fairy sword will die." Wuya floated in the air, standing with his hands behind his back, "Little girl, let me tell you, there is no right or wrong in many things, it is just because of interests.
It’s just different.”
"This fairy sword is not something you should get involved with. Besides, I promised Lord Lingyuan that I will kill you if I want to get it. This kind of deal is fair, what do you think?"
Wen Yi laughed angrily when he heard this, "Your Excellency, you don't want me to think you think it? Use my life to please others, you are so calculating."
How domineering and unreasonable, it makes people laugh out loud.
"Danger!" Fu Yun walked up to Wen Yi and reached out to grab her slender arm. "Whatever you want, you can just get it slowly. There is no need to be tough with them."
They have three golden elixir mirrors and one Nascent Soul mirror here.
Both advantages and cultivation are far higher than the two of them.
It is not unwise to rashly confront the other party at this time.
"No!" Wen Yi looked at the flickering fragments halfway up the mountain, "I promised to help someone get the fragments of the Qianyuan Sword. If I give up now, I will never have another chance."
Wen Yi knew not to confront Wuya and others head-on.
But it was related to Shen Yu's recovery. As his friend and partner, Wen Yi couldn't let this opportunity slip away in vain.
"Calm down." Before Fu Yun could finish his words, he saw Wen Yi charging towards Wuya with his sword.
"You're crazy!" Fu Yun growled. He couldn't wait to die, and a strong golden light spell erupted from his palm around him. "I thought you had grown up, but I didn't expect you were still so troublesome."
Without any hesitation, Wen Yi raised his sword and stepped forward: "Who is the person behind you? Who asked you to search for Qianyuan Sword fragments?"
The ruthless killing sword realized the truth between life and death. She is not afraid of death, nor is she afraid of death.
"How dare you question me at the Foundation Establishment level? You really don't know whether to live or die." A ball of spiritual light burst out from Wuya's palm, "Since you want to die, I will send you to see Ksitigarbha!"
The dark blue light was like a huge wave falling from the sky, hitting Wen Yi directly.
A little crimson burst out from her feet, and terrifying spiritual power surged out from her feet, "You spoke too soon!"
Silvery white spiritual power flashed at the fingertips, Wen Yi held the sword in both hands and faced the difficulty.
The long sword shining with cold light exuded cold murderous intent, and actually blocked Wuya's fatal blow.
Wuya, who was floating in the air, was stunned for a moment, feeling horrified in his heart.
Wen Yi was obviously at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but the ruthless killing sword in his palm was more ferocious than the Golden Core Realm.
Maybe Wen Yi's expression was too fierce, or maybe it was her desperate courage that made Wu Ya feel an indescribable sense of crisis.
Calling out the Life Sword, "If there is a road to heaven, you will not take it. If there is no door to hell, you will throw yourself into it. Today I will show you what the gap between realms is. It would be easier for me to crush you than to crush an ant."
Densely packed sword moves fell from the sky, like a cage of thorns, shrinking Wen Yi's living space little by little.
The powerful, terrifying and vast spiritual power made Wen Yi feel the gap between realms for the first time. The gap was like a chasm.
"Bang!"
The aura struck Wen Yi on her left shoulder along with the shadow of the sword. The sharp blade cut open her skin, revealing the stark white bones. The moment the flesh and blood rolled around, blood spurted out like an unstoppable spring, and the blood gurgled out.
Wen Yi grunted in pain, the veins on his fair and smooth forehead twitching, and his ferocious face suppressed the extreme pain, "You are indeed strong, but that doesn't mean I am weak."
The experience during this period has taught Wen Yi when to show weakness and when to be tough.
What she is best at now is defeating the strong with the weak.
"The first form of the Ruthless Killing Sword, the human sword merges into one!"
Wen Yi reached the point where man and sword became one, and turned into a fireball and rushed upward.
Terrifying murderous aura surrounded both sides of her slender body, and when she was about to approach Wuya, she suddenly turned around.
Wuya was stunned for a moment.
He was wondering why the thermometer suddenly turned around when he suddenly felt the temperature around him soar.
Like magma erupting, a ball of fiery red suddenly appeared in front of Wuya's eyes.
The flames swallowed up their long tongues and turned into flames that burned the city.
The raging flames flew straight towards Wuya's face.
He dodged subconsciously.
However, Wen Yi's ghostly figure appeared behind him at some point.
"go!"
A puppet talisman was shot out of the palm and stuck to Wuya's body. The phoenix's world-destroying power was so powerful that even a Nascent Soul realm monk would be seriously injured if he didn't pay attention.
"Bang!"
The flames seemed to have eyes and pounced on Wu Ya, who hurriedly made seals with his hands to form a shield barrier.
Ordinary flame spells cannot break through the restrictions of the barrier and cause any harm to the protected person.
Unfortunately, the Phoenix World-Destroying Talisman is not an ordinary flame.
Instead, it contains the pure golden elixir powder of the fire spiritual root monks.
Once it is stained, it is like a gangrene attached to the bone, and it will not go away until the person is burned to death.
"What's going on?" Wuya panicked and took out his Nascent Soul to resist the terrifying flames, "What on earth did you do to me?"
He asked Wen Yi sharply.
"It's nothing, it's just an ant challenging you." Wen Yi endured the severe pain and flew into the air, forming seals with both hands to control the puppet talisman, "Three, two..."
Just when she was about to call out, a transparent Yuanying that was as towering as a mountain suddenly appeared behind her.
This is when Yuanying comes out to fight.
"Bang!"
Wu Ya controlled Yuanying and slapped Wen Yi hard on the back.
"puff!"
Her body fell from the sky like a kite with its string broken, and landed weakly on the top of the mountain. Coincidentally, not far away was the Qianyuan Sword fragment they were fighting for.
It hurt, it hurt so much, Wen Yi felt like she was going to die.
Just when her consciousness was about to collapse, the ruins of the God War shrouded in blood mist suddenly made an earth-shattering sound.
The color of the blood mist became darker at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually turned into pitch black. The black here was intertwined with the red there, and a terrifying lightning storm broke out at the middle boundary.
Wen Yi heard the clatter of horse hooves, the beating of war drums, and the earth-shattering footsteps of soldiers running on the ground.
"Zhiqua——"
The bloody gate that should have appeared at the entrance to the ruins of the God War suddenly appeared in mid-air, as if something was about to escape.
A sharp spear suddenly appeared from the door, its tip flashing with a terrifying cold light.
"kill!"
A hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears, like rolling thunder echoing back and forth.
Wen Yi felt that his ears hurt as if they were being pricked by needles, and he quickly adapted to it.
Compared to Wen Yi, Wu Ya and Fu Yun were already holding their heads with both hands, rolling on the ground in pain, and their weapons fell to the ground.