When the sword entered her chest, Yan Chixia's eyes widened immediately, her face filled with disbelief. She coughed uncontrollably, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
With one hand, he held the blade of the sword that pierced his chest, and with the other hand, he swung the sword and opened the red umbrella protecting the nine-tailed fox.
The golden light of the sword blade struck directly at the ghost head on the neck of the nine-tailed fox. The latter laughed wildly, raised the red umbrella again to parry, and stabbed the blood-red sword with all his strength, pushing Yan Chixia forward.
"Yan Chixia, I said, today is the day you die!"
Seeing Yan Chixia's chest covered in blood, the nine-tailed fox grinned even more ferociously, already seeing the sword edge piercing Yan Chixia's chest.
Stable!
"Stop, stop talking nonsense...as long as I still have breath..."
"Hahaha, if you are angry, you have to swallow it!"
…
On the other side, Shi'er was fighting in all directions in the black smoke. With an ax in his hand, he swept through thousands of troops. There was not a single intact Yin soldier within a radius of ten meters.
Even if a vicious ghost approaches by chance, Yan Chixia will be able to do anything against him because of the copper coin armor woven by Yan Chixia herself.
He can't be beaten again and again, and he can't be hurt. When Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers fight against Shi'er, they can only be tortured.
However, the most lethal ones were the two fire crows.
After all, manpower is sometimes exhausted, and even if the Yin soldiers don't fight back and stand in line to be slaughtered, it will still take half a day to deliver the goods.
The fire crow is different. It is a thing that overcomes the coldness of the sky and becomes a large area when burned.
Seeing that Shi'er was eager to kill, Liao Wenjie was afraid that he would be hit with two axes if he came too close, so he decisively retreated to a safe distance.
Suddenly, he was shocked to realize that something was wrong with Yan Chixia. He turned around and saw the nine-tailed fox stabbing Yan Chixia in the chest with a sword, pushing him forward.
Are you going to die? If someone doesn't pay attention? The main force will get first blood from the opponent.
Liao Wenjie didn't think that Yan Chixia would die in this damn place? But a sword piercing the chest would definitely hurt her seriously. Without Yan Chixia? Let him and Shi'er fight the nine-tailed fox...
It can only be said that Shi'er will be eager to give it a try? But he firmly resists this kind of extravagant behavior.
"Monster? Look at the hidden weapon!"
Liao Wenjie tapped his toes on the ground, his body turned into a strong wind, and he quickly approached the two of them. He held a handful of blood-stained copper coins and smashed them over their heads and faces.
The golden light came? The nine-tailed fox didn't even look at it. It let the copper coins explode with sparks on its body. It didn't care if it was injured, but it wanted to kill Yan Chixia first.
The densely packed copper coins were thrown down, and the nine-tailed fox was only slightly injured. But there was not much gauze fabric in the first place, and now there was even less. A burst of sprinting and Q-bombs made Yan Chixia miserable.
Golden sword in hand? Liao Wenjie quickly approached the two of them, holding the sword with both hands and slashing at the nine-tailed fox's arm.
The nine-tailed fox was helpless. The blood-red sword was tightly held by Yan Chixia. It was still unable to stab it, so it had to pull away and leave.
Ding!
There was a clang of gold and iron, and the golden sword struck the body of the blood-red long sword, directly breaking a section of the sword tip.
What a brittle sword. It hasn’t been tempered!
Liao Wenjie was stunned for a moment, and without thinking much, he grabbed Yan Chixia's shoulder, gathered strength with his right foot, gritted his teeth and kicked out another Tianzhan Kick.
The blue light bloomed and swept towards the chest and abdomen of the nine-tailed fox.
Tian Can once said that Liao Wenjie's body could not withstand the overbearing Qi of Tian Can's magical power. One kick a day was the limit, and any more would damage the acupuncture points on his legs.
He had just used Spring Breeze and Transforming Rain to cure him, and he had managed to get rid of the sequelae. He could forcefully kick the second kick, but the power of the same infuriating energy was reduced by half.
The nine-tailed fox was eager to kill Yan Chixia. The distance was too close and it was too late to dodge. As soon as he put up a red umbrella to protect himself, he was kicked hundreds of meters away by the huge brute force.
"Master Yan, your injury..."
Liao Wenjie put down Yan Chixia and saw that his face was pale. He quickly used Spring Breeze and Transformed Rain and pressed it on his chest. He found that it was a little hard. When he touched it, he found that the boxy shape looked like a book, but it was actually a hard shell.
Looking at the blood on his clothes, all of which came from cuts on his palms, Liao Wenjie's eyes immediately widened.
"This, you..."
This Yan Chixia is an old actress, and the blood stains on her mouth are also the same. She must have bitten her tongue secretly.
I envy people who can bite their tongues casually and get twice the result with half the effort by pretending to be dead and injured. He can't pretend like that.
At the same time, Yan Chixia also widened her eyes. She finally made the nine-tailed fox lose its vigilance, and her plan to lure the enemy deeper was mostly successful. Just when she was about to stage a desperate counterattack, Liao Wenjie jumped out.
The success fell short and the play was in vain.
(#?灬?)(?_?;)
"Master Yan, you...you are too seriously injured, I can't save you!"
Liao Wenjie cried out sadly, tears streaming down his face, he pressed his palm on Yan Chixia's chest, and rubbed out a little blood. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows, indicating that Yan Chixia was not fooling around, and that his inclusion would make it more realistic.
"Ah, yes..."
Yan Chixia coughed a few times, blood dropped on Liao Wenjie's face, she raised her hand tremblingly and handed the big sword to him: "The ghost king is trying to harm me, you and Shi'er leave quickly, don't be reluctant to fight, twenty
You must not think of revenge for me within this year."
"No, we have to go together."
"Hahaha, none of you can leave!"
The nine-tailed fox came riding the wind, its waist-length hair dancing wildly in the wind. It held a red umbrella in one hand to protect itself, and held up the broken sword with the other hand, stabbing Liao Wenjie straight into the back of the heart.
"Get out of the way!"
Yan Chixia's face was flushed, as if she was having a flashback. She quickly pushed Liao Wenjie away with quick eyes and hands, and at the same time opened her arms and rushed towards the nine-tailed fox.
This scene is all right. I'm here to hold her back. You guys should hurry up and run away.
The nine-tailed fox had a fierce light in its eyes, and it just wanted to cut off Yan Chixia's neck with its sword, and just wanted to kill him to avoid a long night of dreams and other mishaps.
Seeing the two people close at hand, Yan Chixia suddenly shot out a palm thunder with her backhand, and it hit the nine-tailed fox in the face.
While she closed her eyes tightly, Yan Chixia opened her clothes and took out a black-covered scripture. When she opened it, she found the entire Diamond Sutra written in Sanskrit.
"Prajnaparamita!"
Yan Chixia avoided the broken sword, held the Diamond Sutra in both hands, and slapped the Nine-tailed Fox on the chest.
boom!!
The magnificent Buddha's light erupted, with a shocking loud noise, and the sky was filled with black mist. As the dust was flying, most of the ghost energy around the nine-tailed fox was dissipated, and it vomited black blood while retreating in embarrassment.
Before it was over, the golden chains inscribed in Sanskrit on the Diamond Sutra rushed out from the book, wrapped tightly around the nine-tailed fox's limbs, tied it into a rice dumpling, and dragged it to the ground from mid-air.
"Ahhhh-"
The nine-tailed fox screamed and erupted with ghostly energy, rolling and struggling, but still unable to escape from the golden chain.
"Shadow and spirit are like swords!"
Yan Chixia took the big sword handed over by Liao Wenjie and pointed it forward. The blade of the sword shot out with the roar of dragons and tigers, penetrating the chest of the nine-tailed fox and pinning it to the ground.
"ah!!"
The black mist vented crazily, and the Nine-tailed Fox's aura descended again and again, begging repeatedly, asking Yan Chixia to let her live. She was also an innocent person who died tragically back then, and she committed many wrong things because of her resentment.
As long as the villain looks good, his outlook will follow his facial features!
The nine-tailed fox begged, and her beauty was unbearable. Yan Chixia felt sorry for her, so she felt pity for her and threw seven soul-locking needles to speed up her demise.
Liao Wenjie did the same, turning his head to look at the sky, waving his hand with sympathy, and sprinkled a large amount of copper coins to bury the nine-tailed fox.
This way it won't be visible.
After a moment, the golden text chain retracted from the scripture, and the black mist's crazy spread stopped, leaving only strands floating out through the gaps in the copper coins.
Liao Wenjie took two steps forward and took back all the copper coins. On the ground, there was only a ball of black scorched earth and two or three rags, proving that the nine-tailed fox had once existed.
Clang!
Yan Chixia put away her big sword and soul-locking needle, looked at Shi'er who was killing everyone in the Yin soldiers' battle formation, and muttered that he was so lethal, just like when he was young.
Still lacking in beatings, he decided to beat him a few more times before it was too late, so that his stupid apprentice would know that he should keep a low profile and not be arrogant.
"Master Yan, what kind of treasure is this umbrella?"
Liao Wenjie cleaned the battlefield and picked up the nine-tailed fox's magic weapon, the Red Luo Guishan, and the broken sword that was completely red, but he threw it aside without even looking at it.
It breaks when touched, so he doesn't want it for free.
"The devil knows."
"Uh, okay."
Liao Wenjie scratched his head and saw Yan Chixia's lack of interest, so he decided to stay and study slowly by himself.
"Ajie, this umbrella has been used by the ghost king Nine-tailed Fox for many years, and it has been contaminated with a lot of ghost energy. If you want to use it, you'd better refine it."
Yan Chixia glanced at the broken sword in the distance, frowned and said: "And that sword, don't you want a magic weapon to practice sword control? That one is a magic weapon, although it is not as good as the one I use to cultivate my life."
, but it is also a divine sword that is hard to find in the world."
"ah!?"
Liao Wenjie was about to ask how to refine the Red Luo Kisame, but he was stunned when he heard this.
He sighed that the fragrance was everywhere, picked up the broken red sword, and asked doubtfully: "Master Yan, this sword... I am not questioning you, but it is too brittle and breaks when touched. Can this be called a magic weapon?"
"In the past, there was a sword-making god who forged five supreme weapons in the mountains, namely the immortal way, the kingly way, the domineering way, the killing way, and the evil way..."
Yan Chixia pulled out the golden sword from Liao Wenjie's back, banged it twice, and broke off a section of the blood-red sword body. She pointed at the last 30 centimeters of the dagger and said, "If I'm not wrong, this is the sword of evil."
'Victory over evil', every inch of the sword becomes more evil, and the sword-smithing master stopped after only half of it was cast. Therefore, although it is incomplete, it is indeed a rare magic weapon."
"Five divine weapons...the sword of evil...the sword of defeating evil..."
Liao Wenjie frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard the story somewhere, but the version he knew was far less outrageous than what Yan Chixia told.
Taking into account the different worldviews, in this land full of monsters and monsters, it is normal to be a little evil.
"Can one also practice sword control with an evil sword? Will he become a person of the evil way?"
"Hmph, it's just a weapon. Is there anything more evil than monsters in the world?"
Yan Chixia glared at Liao Wenjie: "Use it if you like, as if you have many choices."
It seems to be true.
Liao Wenjie nodded and inserted Shengxie into the handle of the red umbrella. He suddenly thought of something and said with great interest: "Master Yan, aren't you a Taoist? Why do you have a Buddhist scripture?"
"I have never been a disciple, and there are not many rules to follow. Naturally, I can use whatever magic weapon is available. It doesn't matter whether it is Buddha or Tao. As long as it can subjugate demons." Yan Chixia said matter-of-factly.
"I mean, this Buddhist scripture is so powerful, what can you say?"
"???"
Yan Chixia raised her eyebrows, thinking that Liao Wenjie, a monk who had returned to secular life, was trying to get his idea of the Diamond Sutra. She said angrily: "Whether it's powerful or not depends not on the scriptures, but on who wrote it. This is not a good book."
Ordinary manuscript."
"Who wrote it?"
"How do I know? I don't even know Sanskrit."
Yan Chixia snorted: "I only know that this 'The Sutra of Breaking the Vajra Prajnaparamita' was won by a monk and I when we had a bet on our abilities. After the monk lost, he looked like a dead abbot.
I left in despair."
"Ah this..."
Liao Wenjie didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "The monk is doing things, and the abbot suffers... The abbot is really miserable."