As Ling Qingzhu inserted the broken sword into Ling Hu's heart, the private affair finally came to an end.
In the end, Ling Qingzhu won, but only miserably.
Ling Xun and Ling Hu still let down their guard. They didn't expect that even if the fight reached this point, Ling Qingzhu still had a trump card hidden.
When the brave meet on a narrow road, the brave will win, but there is another saying behind it: When the brave meet, the wise will win.
Naturally, it was impossible for anyone on both sides to be cowardly at this time, as they were fighting to the last moment. Even if they could exchange one life for another, they would not hesitate. The eyes of Ling Xun and Ling Hu were filled with a determined killing intent as if they were dead.
However, they still failed because of their carelessness.
Ling Qingzhu, whose vitality was almost exhausted and whose consciousness was gradually starting to lose consciousness, was indeed unable to control them with illusions using Moon Eyes.
It is well known that performing illusions requires a very high level of spiritual consciousness on the part of the caster.
The defeat of Ling Xun and Ling Hu was due to this common sense.
They thought that Ling Qingzhu was no longer able to cast illusions, but they didn't know that Ling Qingzhu and Yuetong, who cast illusions, were not independent consciousnesses.
Although the strength of Yuetong's illusion depends on Ling Qingzhu's own strength, there is no problem if it is just used.
Thanks to the cooperative combat with the ability to communicate consciously, Yuetong used an illusion to stop Ling Xun's movements for a moment during the fierce hand-to-hand fighting.
Without the support of Ling Qingzhu's soul and vitality, this is the limit of Yuetong's ability.
But even just a moment was enough. Ling Qingzhu raised his left arm uncharacteristically to resist Ling Hu's palm, and opened Ling Xun's neck artery.
"Haha, cough...hahaha."
Ling Hu's palm not only shattered the bones of Ling Qingzhu's left arm, but also injured Ling Qingzhu's internal organs.
However, Ling Qingzhu laughed after spitting out blood.
"Why are you laughing?" Ling Hu asked.
Ling Xun's death did not make Ling Hu furious because he had been mentally prepared for his death before they came. Instead, he was curious about the fact that Ling Qingzhu could still laugh after being so seriously injured.
Ling Qingzhu did not pretend to be mysterious and said truthfully: "Because this is your last chance to kill me, but I survived. Do you think I can stop laughing?"
As he said that, three martial arts figures appeared behind Ling Qingzhu, a knife, a dagger, and a dragon lying on the ground.
Except for a few people from Ling Cheng who had just awakened their martial spirits, only Ling Hu had seen Ling Qingzhu's martial spirit.
Ling Qingzhu didn't care about Jiaolong Wuhun, nor was she able to draw out the sword. She held her hand on the hilt of the broken sword.
Although Tian Que was shattered to pieces, this part as the core still has the ability to enhance Ling Qingzhu's strength by three times.
There was no resentment in the fight. Ling Qingzhu, who had tripled his strength, had Moon Eyes to assist with interference. Within three rounds, he stabbed Tian Que into Ling Hu's chest.
"Cough, cough, cough."
After confirming that Ling Hu was dead, Ling Qingzhu spat out another mouthful of blood mixed with some internal organs.
Realizing that she could not stay for long, Ling Qingzhu dragged her seriously injured body and tried her best to leave the place where the battle had taken place.
Ling Qingzhu's consciousness has become increasingly blurred, and her body has lost more than half of its blood. If it were placed on an ordinary person, it would be enough to buy a coffin.
Even if a cultivator could rely on the vitality of heaven and earth to survive, he should have fallen into a corpse-lying coma long ago, but Ling Qingzhu relied on his will to move forward.
She didn't know how long she had been walking, but Ling Qingzhu suddenly felt that her feet became soft. It wasn't until a sudden sharp pain came from her chest and back that she woke up from her dazed consciousness.
But it was okay not to be sober, and there would be no pain in dying. When he woke up and discovered his current situation, Ling Qingzhu was so depressed about his luck that he almost vomited blood.
Because at this moment, her body was hanging in the air, and a scorpion's pincers were holding her to her mouth.
After finally surviving the pursuit of the Ling family, Ling Qingzhu could not be willing to die in the mouth of a monster.
Using the recovered vitality in his body as fuel, Ling Qingzhu threw the scorpion monster in the face.
Creatures are instinctively afraid of flames, not to mention the fact that they are facing strange fires. Even this giant scorpion monster that has no intelligence will know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
The giant scorpion monster instinctively wanted to put two large pincers in front of it to protect its fragile face.
"Bang."
Following the movements of the giant scorpion, Ling Qingzhu was thrown out and hit the ground.
"Whoosh."
A flash of green flashed across his eyes, followed by the sound of a giant scorpion. This was Ling Qingzhu's last impression before he was knocked unconscious.
Ling Qingzhu's injuries were really serious this time. The skin injuries and the loss of his left arm were not bad, but the most serious thing was the excessive blood loss.
Anyway, when Ling Qingzhu regained consciousness, he felt that something was wrong with his situation. He felt that all the bones in his body were soft. Not only was his mouth dry, his body was weak, but he also felt dizzy.
Fortunately, these negative physical states are within the range that Ling Qingzhu can tolerate and will not be greatly affected.
After looking at the changed clothes on her body and the tattered bloody clothes including the storage ring, Ling Qingzhu lay down again and looked at the ceiling silently.
"The clothes I am wearing are women's. The person who saved me must be a woman. The storage ring was not taken away. She must be a woman of good conduct. Although the room decoration is elegant, it is still a pity that I can see a girlishness. This
She is a woman of good conduct and should not be too old." After sorting out the information in her mind, Ling Qingzhu only analyzed this information for the time being.
But that's enough. Ling Qingzhu can feel at ease knowing that the other party is a young woman with good conduct.
Soon, after confirming that she was in a safe environment, Ling Qingzhu fell asleep again while her injuries were not yet healed.
It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning the next day that Ling Qingzhu slowly woke up.
I felt much better when I woke up this time than last time. Except for the fact that my left arm was unable to recover quickly due to a comminuted fracture, the injuries on my body had actually healed by 30 to 40%.
Ling Qingzhu subconsciously twitched her nose, and immediately smelled a faint medicinal smell in the air and on herself.
"It seems that I really owed a life-saving favor." Ling Qingzhu said to himself.
Then he sat up from the bed and reached out to scratch his itchy back as the wound healed.
"Squeak."
At this moment, the wooden door of the confinement was pushed open, and a dignified woman in a white dress walked in with a bowl of porridge in her hand. After seeing Ling Qingzhu making it, she suddenly showed a smile as warm as the spring breeze and said