I kept staring at Duan Wudao. Although I couldn't step forward to help Gu Haoran, I still had a killing move, which was the talisman knife in my sleeve on my wrist, which I hadn't used up yet.
Seeing that Duan Wudao wanted to run away, I immediately fired a talisman knife in Duan Wudao's direction without saying a word.
The talisman knife made a sound of breaking through the air and arrived immediately.
Duan Wudao sensed the huge danger, turned around quickly, and slashed at my talisman sword.
There was a loud "boom" sound, and the Wu Dao long knife hit the talisman knife. However, this Wu Dao cultivation was not as powerful as Xuan Xinzi, and was blown away by the talisman knife. Five or six meters away, he rolled to the ground, and even the magic sword in his hand was broken by the magic sword.
Duan Wudao, who fell to the ground, was stunned. After a while, he sat up from the ground and shook his head.
Before he could react, Xiao Yingling came closer at some point, jumped up, and pounced on Wu Dao, opening his mouth and biting his neck.
Duan Wudao reacted very quickly. He stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Yingling. The bite did not bite his neck, but his arm. The small fangs full of sharp teeth, the bite Duan Wudao wailed for a while, and blood flowed out from the corners of the little Yingling's mouth.
He hated Duan Wudao so much that he planned to take revenge.
"Little beast! How dare you attack me when I was refining you to see if I can't destroy you!" Duan Wudao said through gritted teeth, pulled out a golden talisman from his body, and pointed directly at the little infant spirit Patted on his body.
The little infant spirit howled miserably and flew far away, its figure suddenly becoming much lighter.
After knocking the little infant spirit away with one move, Duan Wudao quickly stood up, turned around and ran again.
But as soon as he turned around, he found that there was another person standing behind him, it was Mei Ling, looking at him with a smile.
At that moment, when Duan Wudao met Mei Ling's eyes, two black whirlpools suddenly appeared in Duan Wudao's eyes.
But in just an instant, Duan Wudao realized that the charm of the enchanting spirit against such a master had not yet reached a very strong level.
But when he tried to run away again, it was already too late. Gu Haoran rushed towards him, shaking the magic sword in his hand, and slashed directly towards Duan Wudao.
Duan Wudao panicked and hid quickly. He didn't even have the magic weapon in his hand. He was no match for Gu Haoran.
At this time, Gu Haoran suddenly released a killing move, which was the most powerful move of the Qiqiao Heart-locking Sword.
For a moment, the sky was full of sword shadows, shrouding Duan Wudao, and another scream came. I saw one of Duan Wudao's arms fly up, blood spurting out, and it was chopped off by Gu Haoran's sword. Come down.
As soon as Gu Haoran's long sword was about to pierce that innocent heart, I suddenly shouted: "Brother Gu, keep someone under the sword!"
The sword stopped less than three centimeters away from Duan Wudao's heart and trembled for a while.
But Gu Haoran didn't spare Duan Wudao. The long sword deflected a few inches and hit Duan Wudao's face, knocking him to the ground and stepping on his back.
I staggered a few steps and came to Gu Haoran's side.
"What's the use of keeping such a bastard?" Gu Haoran looked at me and said.
"Uncle Hu Zi doesn't know where they are hiding him. I have to ask." I explained.
Gu Haoran nodded, raised the long sword in his hand, and struck a few sword strokes on each of the Wu Dao's hands and feet, directly cutting off his tendons and hamstrings. In this way, the Wu Dao could not fight back. of power.
Duan Wudao was twitching on the ground in pain, his head was covered in cold sweat, and he was clenching his teeth. He still looked at me with hatred.
"Wu Jie, you little bastard, you have to die a good death. Sooner or later, my senior brother will come to you for revenge!"
"Your senior brother has abandoned you and ran away, do you think he still dares to come to trouble me?" I snorted coldly.
Duan Wudao was stunned at this time, and then said: "I have been traveling in the world for decades, but I didn't expect that I fell into the hands of your kid. That's all. If you want to kill me or cut him into pieces, do it quickly."
"Tell me where Uncle Huzi is, and I'll spare your life." I looked at him and said.
Duan Wudao laughed a few times: "Wu Jie, you really think I'm a fool, don't you? After I tell you, I will die faster. You take action quickly. After killing me, you will never find him again." Where."
I glanced at Gu Haoran. Gu Haoran quickly understood what I meant. He pierced the innocent thigh with a sword. The pain caused Duan Haoran to howl like a slaughtered pig.
"If you don't tell me, I have a lot of time to spend here with you. I will break all your bones bit by bit to see if your mouth is tough or my sword is sharp." Gu Haoran said harshly.
Duan Wudao was really kind. He was in so much pain, but he tilted his head and refused to say anything.
It seemed that this trick didn't work at all. He knew that he would definitely die, so he would definitely not say anything. The spirit had to take action.
At that moment, I took out the silver needle from my body, walked to Duan Wudao, and pricked several large points on his body.
These injections were to restrain his cultivation and prevent him from activating his spiritual power. In this way, Duan Wudao would be almost like an ordinary person, and only the enchanting spirit could control him well.
After a few injections, Duan Wudao's body was as soft as noodles. I grabbed his hair and asked Mei Ling to come closer.
Duan Wudao just glanced at Mei Ling, and a vortex appeared in his eyes again.
"Where is Uncle Huzi?" I asked.
"It's tied to a big tree three miles directly west of Duiqi..." Duan Wudao said somewhat mechanically.
"Did you do anything to Uncle Hu Zi?" I asked again.
"The Soul-Breaking Curse is planted on him. As long as his feet hit the ground, he will soon self-destruct and die. All living creatures within three meters will be killed by him." Duan Wudao added in a daze.
After asking clearly, I nodded towards the enchanting spirit, and the enchanting spirit released its control on him.
As soon as Duan Wudao regained his consciousness, he immediately became frightened: "Wu Jie... you..."
I was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so I turned around and followed Gu Haoran and left here. As soon as we left, the little Yingling, who had been unable to restrain himself for a long time, pounced forward, bit Duan Wudao's neck, and devoured it with big mouthfuls. with his blood.
The blood of cultivators is a great tonic for the infant spirit. Duan Wudao's cultivation level is not low. After draining it, it will not only restore the injury of the infant spirit, but also greatly improve his health. Taoism.
It is his own fault and he will not survive. It was the little infant spirit he refined at the beginning. He probably never thought that one day he would be killed by the infant spirit he refined himself.
This is the cycle of cause and effect, retribution.
