Looking at this sword, Yun Xiatian's calm expression finally changed. She didn't expect that Cang Yu had such courage and dared to die together.
"If you want to die together, then let's do it for you!"
Yun Xiatian used her innate magical power, and her body shone as if filled with a layer of light. The long sword stabbing Cang Yu in her hand changed its position and moved to Cang Yu's heart.
"die!"
Cangyu did not dodge or dodge Yun Xiatian's sword, gritting his teeth and putting all his life's energy into this fatal sword.
His innate magical powers were related to alchemy, but he had never felt that without the innate magical powers of martial arts, he would be inferior to other warriors.
In fact, he sometimes feels lucky for this, because with the help of this innate magical power and his own talent, he finally became the Alchemy Emperor.
The refined elixir can fully meet his daily cultivation needs. The most important thing for a warrior is resources. The talent of alchemy can help him earn a large amount of cultivation resources.
It is better to have no martial arts talent and magical powers than to have martial arts talent and magical powers. ??
But now, he can't wait to replace his alchemy talent with a martial arts talent that increases lethality!
"Go to hell!"
Cang Yu had already felt that Yun Xiatian's sword pierced his chest. Severe pain came from his chest, and his heart had been pierced.
However, he did not feel despair on his face, but instead showed a smile. The long sword in his hand had already touched Yun Xiatian's skin. As long as he moved forward a little further, he could pierce her chest and give her a fatal blow.
She had no time to dodge, and as for her innate magical power, she would definitely not be able to withstand his sharp sword. She was dead!
"Let's die together!"
At this moment, Cang Yu thought of the sect master who had taken him like a son, of the lovely disciples of the sect who respected him very much, and of Qin Ming. The past life flashed through his mind like lightning. Passing through the sea.
"Bye now!"
Cangyu smiled and moved forward indomitably.
"Boom!"
A crisp sound sounded, and Cangyu let out a shrill scream.
"No!"
The long sword was knocked away, but it only cut through Yun Xiatian's skin, causing bright red blood to flow out. It did not penetrate her as he thought.
"No... no..." Cang Yu knelt down weakly on the ground, blood gushing from his chest and heart.
Looking at Yun Xiatian who was still standing, he let out a cry of despair.
Next to Yun Xiatian, Ju Jun was holding a dagger with a little blood on it.
He had just used this dagger to block a fatal blow for Yun Xiatian.
"You did a good job." Yun Xiatian patted her chest, with lingering fear, glanced at Ju Jun, and said with a smile, "I will thank you very much after I get out!"
Ju Jun's eyes were always fixed on Yun Xiatian's white hands and the thrilling beating. When he heard Yun Xiatian's words, he was so happy that he wanted to jump up.
"Saint, these are what I should do!"
Patting Ju Jun's shoulder, Yun Xiatian took out a healing elixir from the space ring, swallowed it, put the long sword on Ju Jun's shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Elder Cang, let me ask you one last time, will you surrender or not?"
In the distance, the disciples of the Martial God Sect were extremely anxious when they saw that Cang Yu was seriously injured.
They have the Heart-Building Pill in their hands. This kind of pill Qin Ming said that as long as there is still breath, even the most serious trauma can be cured.
They wanted to go over and save Cangyu, but the elite warriors of the scorpion demon force had already attacked. Even though they relied on the narrow terrain and only defended but did not attack, they were all injured and it seemed that they could no longer hold on.
It is impossible to save Elder Cangyu because he cannot protect himself! Looking at this sword, Yun Xiatian's calm expression finally changed. He did not expect that Cangyu had such courage and dared to die together.
"If you want to die together, then let's do it for you!"
Yun Xiatian used her innate magical power, and her body shone as if filled with a layer of light. The long sword stabbing Cang Yu in her hand changed its position and moved to Cang Yu's heart.
"die!"
Cangyu did not dodge or dodge Yun Xiatian's sword, gritting his teeth and putting all his life's energy into this fatal sword.
His innate magical powers were related to alchemy, but he had never felt that without the innate magical powers of martial arts, he would be inferior to other warriors.
In fact, he sometimes feels lucky for this, because with the help of this innate magical power and his own talent, he finally became the Alchemy Emperor.
The refined elixir can fully meet his daily cultivation needs. The most important thing for a warrior is resources. The talent of alchemy can help him earn a large amount of cultivation resources.
It is better to not have martial arts talent and magical powers than to have martial arts talent and magical powers.
But now, he can't wait to replace his alchemy talent with a martial arts talent that increases lethality!
"Go to hell!"
Cang Yu had already felt that Yun Xiatian's sword pierced his chest. Severe pain came from his chest, and his heart had been pierced.
However, he did not feel despair on his face, but instead showed a smile. The long sword in his hand had already touched Yun Xiatian's skin. As long as he moved forward a little further, he could pierce her chest and give her a fatal blow.
She had no time to dodge, and as for her innate magical power, she would definitely not be able to withstand his sharp sword. She was dead!
"Let's die together!"
At this moment, Cang Yu thought of the sect master who had taken him like a son, of the lovely disciples of the sect who respected him very much, and of Qin Ming. The past life flashed through his mind like lightning. Passing through the sea.
"Bye now!"
Cangyu smiled and moved forward indomitably.
"Boom!"
A crisp sound sounded, and Cangyu let out a shrill scream.
"No!"
The long sword was knocked away, but it only cut through Yun Xiatian's skin, causing bright red blood to flow out. It did not penetrate her as he thought.
"No... no..." Cang Yu knelt down weakly on the ground, blood gushing from his chest and heart.
Looking at Yun Xiatian who was still standing, he let out a cry of despair.
Next to Yun Xiatian, Ju Jun was holding a dagger with a little blood on it.
He had just used this dagger to block a fatal blow for Yun Xiatian.
"You did a good job." Yun Xiatian patted her chest, with lingering fear, glanced at Ju Jun, and said with a smile, "I will thank you very much after I get out!"
Ju Jun's eyes were always fixed on Yun Xiatian's white hands and the thrilling beating. When he heard Yun Xiatian's words, he was so happy that he wanted to jump up.
"Saint, these are what I should do!"
Patting Ju Jun's shoulder, Yun Xiatian took out a healing elixir from the space ring, swallowed it, put the long sword on Ju Jun's shoulder, and said with a smile.
"Elder Cang, let me ask you one last time, will you surrender or not?"
In the distance, the disciples of the Martial God Sect were extremely anxious when they saw that Cang Yu was seriously injured.
They have the Heart-Building Pill in their hands. This kind of pill Qin Ming said that as long as there is still breath, even the most serious trauma can be cured.
They wanted to go over and save Cangyu, but the elite warriors of the scorpion demon force had already attacked. Even though they relied on the narrow terrain and only defended but did not attack, they were all injured and it seemed that they could no longer hold on.
It is impossible to save oneself, and it is impossible to save Elder Cangyu!