Shi Yingxue had already realized this, and Yi Rushuang wrapped a huge amount of spiritual energy in her hand, and swung it towards the whirlpool where the spiritual energy collided.
A shocking sword energy burst out from the two of them. Fu Zihui felt a blue light in front of him, and he was lifted away and fell to the ground.
He only felt an uncontrollable pain coming from his right shoulder, and with a touch of his hand, he actually touched the bones on his arm.
It's not that Fu Zihui has never suffered such a serious injury, but he didn't expect that the injury would come from Shi Yingxue.
Her realm was clearly not as good as his own, and he had just taken a pill that could increase his pressure. He didn't expect Shi Yingxue to be able to resist under such pressure.
Even though the pain made him unable to get up for a while, Fu Zihui still had a wicked smile on his face: "Yingxue, you are so cruel."
Fu Zihui fell to the ground, and his pressure on Shi Yingxue weakened a lot. Shi Yingxue was able to loosen her body, but it was still a bit difficult.
She dragged Yi Rushuang, and the tip of Yi Rushuang's sword scratched the ground. The blood on her hand and the blood belonging to Fu Zihui on Yi Rushuang's sword dripped together. Fu Zihui looked at all this and felt that
A strange feeling of happiness arose in my heart.
He thought he was crazy.
This woman was more fierce than he thought, but he actually felt that he was getting more and more frustrated.
The burning emotions that were surging in his heart just now have cooled down, but Fu Zihui felt that he had no regrets.
He is worthy of being a person who has been reincarnated several times, and he can also bear the title of the number one genius of Burning Soul Palace. Even though half of his body was almost cut off by Shi Yingxue, he could still maintain the expression on his face while lying on the ground.
Chatting and laughing with Shi Yingxue.
"Yingxue, let's talk about it. I really want to become a Taoist couple with you."
It's just a pity that Shi Yingxue didn't want to chat and laugh with him. She didn't even bother to pay attention and had already reached Fu Zihui's side with her sword in hand.
Fu Zihui couldn't feel it, but Shi Yingxue knew that the piece of dragon scale Fu Yi had just handed her had melted into the palm of her hand, and the spiritual energy flowed into her meridians along her palm. If she remembered correctly, at that time,
Chan told her that a dragon scale represented Shi Yingxue's unpredictable cultivation.
This piece of dragon scale is melted into his own meridians. It is probably the same as the dragon blood last time, and it can help Shi Yingxue to advance greatly.
Fu Yi probably already knew that this battle would not end well, but he knew that if there had to be a winner, only Shi Yingxue would be able to leave alive today.
It is indeed difficult for him to part with a piece of dragon scale now, but he is willing to do so.
Shi Yingxue's realm has begun to increase rapidly, starting from the sixth level of heartbeat and slowly rising upwards. If she hadn't deliberately suppressed it, I'm afraid she would have rushed directly to the perfection of heartbeat.
But now is not the time to form an elixir. Shi Yingxue wants to form only a first-grade golden elixir. Now there is a madman in front of him who is eyeing him. Shi Yingxue does not dare to risk himself.
She just wanted a quick victory, but when Fu Zihui suddenly appeared to block her path, Shi Yingxue didn't want to show mercy at all.
"You want to kill me?"
Shi Yingxue had already brought Yi Rushuang to Fu Zihui's side. Fu Zihui looked at the sword in Shi Yingxue's hand and raised his eyebrows.
As her realm climbed higher and higher, Fu Zihui's pressure was no longer so uncomfortable for her. She had already stood beside Fu Zihui and raised the long sword in her hand.
Fu Zihui used a spear to pick up half of his broken body. He seemed completely unaware of how embarrassed he was now, and didn't care that his bones were exposed and he looked like a bloody man.
"I know you want to kill me, so go ahead."
Fu Zihui opened his hands in front of Shi Yingxue, his eyes full of evil.
"Yingxue, I really like you. If you want to kill me, just kill me."
He opened his hands like this, exposing his soft chest, abdomen and Dantian in front of Shi Yingxue.
Shi Yingxue hesitated for a moment. She didn't know why Fu Zihui was doing this.
Fraud?
But she looked at his open arms and didn't know what tricks he could pull off.
When Fu Zihui saw Shi Yingxue stopped taking action, the smile on his face became even bigger: "Do you feel sorry for me?"
"Shut up!" A sword energy came from behind Shi Yingxue and hit Fu Zihui's calf, leaving another scar deep enough to show the bone.
"You are finally willing to talk to me." Fu Zihui wiped the blood from his face. "I know you think I'm annoying, so you can do it now. As long as I die, I won't be annoying anymore."
If you die, there is no guarantee for your next life."
Fu Zihui gestured towards his chest and abdomen, as if he didn't care at all.
"You only need to strike here with a sword, and I won't be able to see you again for at least a hundred and eighty years."
The corners of Fu Zihui's eyes were a little scarlet, and he looked very handsome in this life, as if he was crying.
"Whatever you want to do in the future, I won't bother you anymore. I know what I did was not good, and I won't do it again."
Fu Zihui seemed to be a different person. He put away all his pressure in an instant, as if he had put away all the spikes. And because he forcibly suppressed the medicinal properties of the pill he had just taken, the blood in his organs went backwards.
In an instant, blood flowed from all the orifices.
Shi Yingxue didn't agree with him. Fu Zihui's madness was even more terrifying than Feiye's, and the words he spoke made Shi Yingxue's whole body crawl with terror.
"Yingxue, you should know that I am Sha Ling."
Seeing Fu Zihui walking towards her, Shi Yingxue felt a rare headache.
What does Fu Zihui want after all?
What you want is love?
There was no such feeling between the two of them, and Shi Yingxue didn't believe it.
When he saw Yingxue, he didn't say anything, but his eyes as bright as stars showed more impatience, and the smile on his face became even bigger.
Fu Zihui knew that he couldn't stand any longer, so he inserted the spear deeply into the spot, leaned on the spear, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "I know you understand who I am, otherwise you wouldn't hate me so much."
Shi Yingxue raised her eyebrows: "How to restore the soul?"
Fu Zihui laughed: "You do know. It's just that everyone has their own secrets. You have them, and so do I. If you kill me, I won't bother you anymore, how about that?"
If this was really the result, Shi Yingxue would never have wished for it.
Fu Zihui looked at the ice in Shi Yingxue's brows that had not melted at all, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He wiped the blood from his face with his hands, and tried hard to make his face clean. There was so much joy in his eyes.
The evil spirit and hostility seemed to have disappeared.
"I just ask you, don't hate me."
Fu Zihui could no longer maintain his standing position. He slowly knelt on the ground and closed his eyes. He was not afraid of death.
In a sense, he will never die.
However, it still takes time to reshape the physical body for another lifetime using the Soul-Shuo method, and it will take even more time to cultivate it again.