A lightsaber, like a banished immortal falling into dust, fell down, causing huge waves in the sky.
The spiritual energy surged up and blew away the pine trees on the top of the green mountain.
The people at the foot of the mountain were frightened when they saw such a divine sight, and they said that the god on the mountain was angry.
The monks who were watching around saw the power of the mountain and river, and they did not dare to neglect at all, and they all used their spiritual energy to protect their bodies.
Even so, monks with a golden elixir cultivation level cannot get close at all.
And within this pillar of light.
Yishan gritted his teeth, and he was dressed in white fox fur, fluttering around.
The ground you stepped on cracked like a spider web, and the stones and soil undulated.
He felt that the spiritual energy around him was drained almost instantly.
The feeling of being sucked away by the Yinfei Sword in his hand even though there was obviously not a drop left, caused severe pain all over his body, as if he was cutting flesh with a blade.
The spiritual energy is drained, followed closely by the essence.
Zhen is the original power of a monk. If it is wasted, future practice will be greatly disadvantaged.
No matter how talented a person is, if his essence is wasted, half of his energy will be wasted.
Yishan Jin couldn't care about that much at this time. A powerful enemy was in front of him, and he was almost dead.
If you don't risk your life, why should you look for a glimmer of hope?
But if he continues to inhale like this, Yishan estimates that he is almost going to die...
Seeing that half of the essence was sucked out in an instant, everyone in Yishan began to mourn in silence and wait for death.
Only two seconds have passed.
What you see in front of you is full of aura.
Although there is no trace of the old blood demon, Zhenshanhe has already locked the old demon's energy.
It's just that Yi Shanjin is worried that the remaining energy he has left will not be able to hold on in the next second.
I've only used half of this Zhenshanhe move, so I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with the old blood demon.
Even if I pay my life, I can't save Master?
Yishan Jinzheng was melancholy in his heart and resigned to his fate when he was killed by Yin Fei Sword.
But he felt a big hand pressing against his back.
I felt a majestic spiritual energy rushing in behind me.
Before Yi Shanjin could react, he heard Tu Sanqian's voice:
"Don't be distracted!"
Yi Shanjin quickly concentrated his mind, and with the help of Tu Sanqian's spiritual energy in his body, the Yin Fei Sword finally stopped swallowing up Yi Shan Jin's essence.
The divine light in front of him lasted for five seconds before gradually calming down.
Until the last ray of divine light turned into a thin line between heaven and earth and disappeared.
The location where the old blood demon stood had already turned into a sword pit with a radius of three meters.
In the sword pit, there was an electric arc shining.
Yishan Jin could hardly hold the Yinfei Sword at this moment, and the Yinfei Sword fell to the ground with a clang.
He staggered and fell backward.
Sword Immortal Tu Sanqian stretched out a hand to support Yishan Jin.
When I saw Sword Immortal Tu Sanqian, he also looked pale and vain, but he still said to Yi Shanjin:
"Your life is at stake? How dare you push your cultivation to the golden elixir level to use sword moves like Zhenshanhe? If it weren't for me, you would have been completely destroyed right now!"
Yishan Jin was also frightened for a while. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but he was just in a hurry.
Seeing that his master was about to die, he could only use Bai Zirou's golden elixir to activate Zhenshanhe.
There is no other option available.
Hearing the words Sword Immortal Tu Sanqian said that his soul would be destroyed, Yishan Jin also trembled.
Now that I think about it, it's scary.
Bai Zirou was unharmed over there. When he saw Yishan Jin being supported by Tu Sanqian, he ran over with his sword in hand.
"Thank you to the Sword Immortal for helping me."
Bai Zirou thanked Tu Sanqian.
At the same time, he took the soft and boneless Yishan Jin from Tu Sanqian's hand.
Bai Zirou hugged Yi Shanjin and squatted down, letting Yi Shanjin lean against him.
Yishan Jin only felt that his face softened and his eyes went dark.
After all, I ate half of the facial cleanser.
Bai Zirou didn't notice this embarrassment, she was turning her head to look at the sword pit.
Tu Sanqian held the Jiyi Light Sword in his hand and walked towards the sword pit with empty steps.
But he hasn't arrived yet.
Then he saw a bloody mist rising into the sky and flying straight towards the sky.
He didn't even see his physical body.
I don’t know how this bloody old demon can still survive after losing his body.
Yishan Jin muttered to himself:
"Made fucks her pussy."
Tu Sanqian looked at the blood mist flying away in the sky.
It was obvious that he wanted to chase, but at this time he was too exhausted to do so.
The disciples from the Wuliang Immortal Palace outside saw their senior brother dead and their master maimed.
If you still have any courage, stay here.
They all flew with their swords and fled away.
Tu Sanqian raised his hands and looked in all directions, saying loudly:
"Fellow Immortal Sect monks, after seeing so much excitement and not helping you, it's time to disperse. Don't make Fairy Bai unhappy, you Immortal Sect can't afford it!"
Tu Sanqian’s voice was loud, how could the monks from all directions not hear him?
As Tu Sanqian said, if you are still watching the excitement at this time, you will inevitably be suspected of taking advantage of others' danger.
As for coming down to help... I didn't provide help in times of need just now, and now it can't be considered the icing on the cake.
Everyone didn't stay too long. They took advantage of the fact that their identities were not exposed and left with their swords.
Most people want to spread this news back to the sect as soon as possible.
Bai Zirou's first disciple defeated the entire team of Wuliang Immortal Palace in the first battle.
He has only been apprenticed to Bai Zirou for half a month!
Even Bai Zirou, the best fairy in the world, helped him reach a higher level in a short period of time.
But if you can conquer the mountains and rivers with the Yinfei Sword and defeat the enemy, your opponent is still the bloody old demon.
There is no other person in the world who can do it.
In this battle, the master of Yin Fei Sword was defeated. The reputation of this young hero may become famous all over the world.
The ranking on the talent list from all over the world is probably about to change!
Wait until many monks have left.
Tu Sanqian took out a jade bottle from his arms, handed it to Bai Zirou, and said:
"Hurry up and give it to your disciple. He just forced Zhenshanhe to activate Zhenshanhe, and more than half of the essence in his body has been consumed. Take this medicine first to repair the missing essence, so that your disciple will not become a useless person."
After Tu Sanqian finished speaking, Bai Zirou's eyes flashed, and he quickly opened the jade bottle. There was no need to pick it, there was only one pill inside.
Put the pill into Yishan Jin's mouth.
Yi Shanjin felt that the pill melted in his mouth, and the severe pain all over his body was greatly relieved.
Looking inside at the sea of qi in the Dantian, although it was dry, it began to slowly become moisturized.
Especially the lost essence, although it has not been replaced, it has not been lost in vain.
"Thank you, Senior Sword Immortal, for your help."
Yishan said weakly.
Tu Sanqian waved his hand:
"No need to thank you. I just want to meet Yinfei Sword Intent again one day. I don't want you to die so early."
He looked at Bai Zirou again, cupped his hands and said:
"Fairy Bai, I fell into the old blood demon's trick and was poisoned. The poison is very strange. I have to find a place to recuperate, so I will stay here soon."
Although Tu Sanqian said it easily, Yishan could still tell it by looking at his face.
I'm afraid the poison he got was a little bad.
Bai Zirou nodded and said:
"The Sword Slayer Immortal comes and goes as he pleases."
Tu Sanqian nodded, threw his light sword, and left with the sword without looking back.
Only Bai Zirou was left sitting next to the bamboo hut with Yishan Jin in her arms.
If anyone came at this time, he would be able to stab both of them to death.
Xue Ha supported Tang Dao and struggled to stand on the edge.
The autumn wind is bleak.
All the people leaning on the mountain lowered their heads and lamented.