Seeing this scene, Mu Jingyu couldn't help but take a breath. He wanted to stop him again, but it was already too late. Fortunately, the Medical Immortal had already been on alert, and while the snake and the tiger were blocking him for a moment, he had already pinched the tip of the sword on his chest with two fingers.
"Your Excellency is really good at cultivation!" The medical fairy said without caring, and showed no mercy in his hands. The powerful innate spiritual energy followed the long sword and entered the black-armored man's wrist.
In just a moment, his dull expression changed slightly. Through the fight just now, the Medical Immortal initially judged that the cultivation level of the mysterious man in front of him was at the middle stage of Xiantian Kaitian at most. Even if his cultivation level is not good enough, he is more than enough to deal with it.
Who knew that as soon as the spiritual energy entered this person's body, it was like a stone cow entering the sea and was dissolved without a trace. What surprised him even more was that the sword in the mysterious man's hand also contained something strange.
Even though he has lived for decades and has seen a lot, he has never seen a long sword made of this kind of material.
Through the force transmitted between his fingers, the medical fairy clearly sensed that the man in front of him had no life in his body, just like a dead person. The huge amount of spiritual energy entering the body could not cause any waves.
"Could it be that... this man is a dead body!" This thought just came to the medical fairy's mind, and he shook his head to deny it.
The mysterious man's actions and aura were clearly alive, so how could he be dead?
Before he could figure out the key, the sharp voice of the black-armored man sounded again, like laughter from hell: "Jie Jie Jie, go to hell!"
The long sword in his hand suddenly exerted force, breaking through the obstruction of the Medical Immortal's fingers and stabbing straight into his heart.
"Master, be careful!" Wan Daoquan had come to his senses and rushed forward in time. He grabbed the man in black armor with one hand and threw him back. With a flash of figure, he stood in front of the medical fairy.
Mu Jingyu was not idle either. Taking advantage of the unsteady gap under his feet, he once again gathered the three immortal swords and tried his best to perform the third form of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, following him like a shadow.
At the same time, the steps under his feet were agile, and the Drunken Immortal Moon-Watching Step was also performed, tightly entangled around the black-armored man.
Even if this mysterious man's technique is full of weirdness, under the protection of Mu Jingyu and Wan Daoquan's two innate realms, how can he hurt the medical immortal at all? What's more, the Medical Immortal's cultivation level has recovered to 50% or 60%. With all his strength, no one in Jiuzhou can easily hurt him.
All three of them had this thought. Unexpectedly, the man with the black armor was still as serious as water, without any worry at all. Just when Mu Jingyu was clinging to him, he threw the long sword that had never left his hand with all his strength.
Silently, he cut through the distance of three feet and came to Wan Daoquan.
"Do you want to do it again?" Wan Daoquan snorted coldly and threw a silver needle casually, trying to block the attack of the long sword.
Who knew that the long sword suddenly came up and produced endless suction, attracting all the silver needles to it. Then the trend continued unabated and suddenly penetrated Wan Daoquan's chest.
"This long sword... is weird...!" Wan Daoquan made a grunt, and blood flowed from his mouth. He grabbed the sword with both hands to prevent it from going deeper than an inch.
This sudden change caused Mu Jingyu and Yi Xian to exclaim at the same time.
The black-armored man took advantage of Mu Jingyu's distracted moment and walked to the hilt of the sword. With a sudden push of his dry palm, he pushed the sword inward another seven or eight inches.
Poor Medical Immortal's body has not yet fully recovered. In addition, he watched Wan Daoquan being thrust into the chest with a long sword in order to protect himself. He was so disturbed that he was unable to stop it in time.
He felt a chill in his chest as the long sword penetrated Wan Daoquan's heart and stabbed into his chest.
Holding back the blood that came out of his throat, he swung out a palm with all his strength, hitting the black-armored man in the face, forcing him to draw his sword and dodge.
"Senior Medical Immortal! Uncle Wan!" Mu Jingyu exclaimed and jumped to the side of the Medical Immortal.
"The medicine...the medicine...is on my...chest!" Wan Daoquan spat out a few mouthfuls of pus and blood, pointed to his clothes with great effort, and signaled Mu Jingyu to take out the medicine quickly.
When Mu Jingyu heard this, he didn't care anymore. He stretched out his hands in a panic and finally took out a porcelain bottle. He poured out a few pills and fed them into their mouths.
The medical fairy shook his head slightly and said: "Little friend Mu, don't waste your efforts...I'm afraid I won't be able to survive..."
While the three of them were talking, the man in black armor dodged the wind of his palm, raised his sword again, and advanced step by step. In those eyes, he clearly looked like three dead people.
"I, Wan Daoquan... will fight with you!" Wan Daoquan used his last strength, jumped up from the ground, and rushed forward. Trying to use flesh and blood to block the approach of the black-armored man.
There was only a burst of puffing sounds, followed by Wan Daoquan's muffled sounds. Several more bloody holes were poked into his body. Finally, he turned around and looked at the medical immortal: "Master... this time, I won't let anyone hurt you..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly roared and hugged the black-armored man tightly with his arms. There was a bright light in the dantian, and he actually used the method of self-destruction, trying to drag the man with the black armor to death together.
But what made the three people despair was that the blood mist dissipated and Wan Daoquan's body had turned into dust. The man with the black armor did not suffer much damage except for being stained by some blood mist.
At this time, Mu Jingyu was a little frightened. Looking at the man with the black armor approaching step by step, he is really like a messenger from hell, unable to be killed or destroyed!
"Mu Xiaoyou...I'm holding him...you...take your things...and leave quickly!" The medical fairy worked hard and handed the first half of the medical book into Mu Jingyu's hands. Then he pushed him hard and faced the man in black armor.
Mu Jingyu staggered and was pushed to the door by the medical fairy. When he met the man in black armor, the man didn't even glance at him and walked straight towards the Medical Immortal.
"I'll fight you!" Although Mu Jingyu knew he was outmatched, he still didn't want the medical immortal to die in front of his eyes. He held the medical book tightly in one hand and wanted to rush over again.
Unexpectedly, the door to the secret realm suddenly opened, and a pair of palms grabbed him.
"Jingyu! Come with me!" Judging from his voice, it was the drunkard who found this place.
"Master, Uncle Wan is dead! The old medical immortal is also dying, we can't...!"
Before he could finish speaking, the drunkard had already dragged him out, and while running at high speed, he said: "Old man... I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this time. If we don't leave here right away, we will Buried here!"
Mu Jingyu looked at the drunkard blankly, and saw that although his face was stern, his eyes were already filled with tears. Obviously, he also made a lot of psychological struggles before making this decision.
"Master, what happened!" Mu Jingyu suddenly realized that the matter was far beyond the control of the drunkard.
"Quickly go, I'll tell you slowly on the way." The drunkard turned around and took a look deep into the secret realm. He felt waves of death coming from inside, knowing that the medical fairy had been killed by the man in black armor.
Along the way, the drunkard took Mu Jingyu and told him roughly what had just happened.
It turned out that just as the drunkard followed the instructions of the Medical Immortal and led all the spirits from Yaoming Palace away from this place, he discovered that two mysterious people had been following him not far away.
At first, the drunkard didn't pay much attention. But not long after, all the spirits and monsters in Yaowei Palace left. Before the drunkard could get happy, the two mysterious men who had been following him in the distance actually followed him.
Seeing that his opponent had changed, the drunkard let out a sigh of relief. His spiritual energy was not strong enough, so he seemed a little powerless against the two immortals and the three beast kings. But these two people, both in terms of number and cultivation, are far inferior to the spirits of Yaoming Palace.
But as soon as the fight started, the drunkard took a breath of cold air. The cultivation level of these two mysterious people is not high, but they are full of weirdness. Especially the weapon in his hand is the most peculiar, lifeless and lifeless. Even if the drunkard is conceited and well-informed, he has never seen such mysterious techniques and weapons.
After fighting for more than half an hour, the drunkard was surprised to find that no matter how aggressive his attacks were, once they landed on the two of them, they would disappear without a trace.
The more the drunkard fights, the more frightened he becomes. On the one hand, he is worried that he cannot solve the two mysterious people, and on the other hand, he is worried about the safety of the medical fairy, Qi Jue scholar and others. After finding a way to use the most powerful move such as the Sky-breaking Sword to drive away the two mysterious men, he relied on his advanced cultivation to quickly escape from the entanglement of the two mysterious men.
After walking around the Medicine King Valley, the drunkard finally found traces of the fight between Qi Jue Scholar and others. It was discovered that the Second Immortal, the Three Beast King and others, after sacrificing themselves, joined forces with the Withered Bone Demon Lord and others to besiege the Qi Jue Scholar. He was beaten and retreated, and had already left the Medicine King Valley.
Then he rushed to the outside of the secret realm without stopping. Seeing this, my heart was in my throat again, that restriction had been broken.
After hurriedly entering the secret realm, the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from it felt that another mysterious person had broken into this place.
In a hurry, he quickened his pace and came to the secret realm. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the same mysterious man standing in front of the Medical Immortal with the lifeless sword hanging upside down.
At the same time, he felt that the blood mist filled the sky in the secret realm, and the aura mixed in it was exactly what Wan Daoquan had left behind. After a quick glance, he finally saw Mu Jingyu being pushed back by the medical immortal's palm, staggering to the door.
Knowing the mystery of the mysterious man, the drunkard instantly realized that he could not save the medical fairy. At the same time, he was afraid that the other two mysterious men would also follow him here. He had no choice but to feel resentful, pull up Mu Jingyu, and quickly escape from here.
After hearing what the drunkard said, Mu Jingyu burst into tears. Looking back at the secret realm, I saw the mysterious aura coming again. Presumably, the medical fairy did not escape this disaster in the end.
"Master, who are they? Even you and Senior Medical Immortal are no match for them."
The drunkard shook his head: "I don't know! However, judging from the purpose of their trip, they should be here for my old friend."
"The Medical Immortal's family..." Mu Jingyu knew that the Medical Immortal could not escape this disaster, and his eyes instantly turned red again.
"Don't worry, I will definitely avenge this!" The drunkard said firmly: "If...I mean if, unfortunately, even I was killed...you must not be impulsive and find a way to escape. When you have the chance in the future, don’t think about revenge for us!”
For some reason, the drunkard felt that he had become the target of these mysterious people. After seeing their strange methods, I felt a little frightened.
Mu Jingyu hugged the drunkard's arms in fear and said anxiously: "What did Master say? Jingyu won't let anything happen to you, and neither will anything happen to you!"
"Hey~ I hope so!" The drunkard sighed, pulled Mu Jingyu and flew out of the boulder, speeding towards the small town of Linjin.
As the two figures disappeared, the Alchemy Demon stood alone on the top of the mountain in the distance. After looking at the secret realm with an expressionless face, he turned to look in the direction the Drunkard and the two left. Finally, he moved his gaze to the sky thousands of feet high, and was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
When Jiugui and Mu Jingyu had just walked five or six miles, that familiar yet mysterious aura appeared behind them again. The two of them knew without turning around that the mysterious man had already caught up.
What frightened the drunkard even more was that the mysterious aura behind him clearly belonged to three people. Just two people were too much for the drunkard to handle. If the person who had just killed the medical fairy was added to them, he would be even less of a match.
"Hurry up!" the drunkard warned, increasing the speed of the wine gourd to the extreme. But the deadly aura behind them was getting closer and closer, and was about to be behind the two of them.
Just as the drunkard flashed a stern look, preparing to let Mu Jingyu go first and turn around to stop the three mysterious men, countless sword energy suddenly surged out from all around, forming a huge sword formation that covered several miles, blocking them. They are about to catch up with the three mysterious people approaching.
The drunkard looked happy: "Master Taier, finally arrived in time to respond!"
