His face was pale, he was sweating profusely, his hands were shaking slightly uncontrollably, and his heart was beating crazily and laboriously due to lack of energy, as if it would jump out of Yu Jiuxu's heart in the next second.
For a moment, the situation seemed to be at a standstill. Yu Jiuxu refused to let go, the people from the Xianmen refused to leave, and neither party seemed to have any intention of compromising.
Yu Jinzhou was still observant and glanced at Yu Jiuxu. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly: "Why, you seem to be nervous?"
She seemed to see something, and the anger in her eyes was gradually replaced by amusement, as if the fish in front of her was already in her pocket.
This crazy bitch, must she be a stupid cultivator? Just catch her and won't let her go. What kind of hatred is there? !
Yu Jiuxu sneered at her, but did not hide it. He just said: "Yes, so many people are looking at me, can I not be nervous? If you come here again, and I am more nervous, his head will fall to the ground."
She spoke with an uncontrollable gasp in her tone, as if this could give her tired body a little relief, but the strength of her hand became a little bit stronger, and the person who was pinching opened her mouth wide, as if she couldn't breathe. Started rolling my eyes.
Yu Jiuxu said the last sentence with an unsteady breath. Yu Jinzhou's steps that he thought were moving this way quietly stopped for an instant, and his originally relaxed brows wrinkled again.
"You...you calm down and let the person go first. We can discuss other matters."
The person who spoke was Song Wenhui. After all, the person who was kidnapped was a disciple of the Song family. Those who could follow him to the Immortal Sect to participate in the Immortal Selection Meeting generally had not particularly bad qualifications.
Of course Song Wenhui would not just watch his disciple die like this.
Yu Jiuxu ignored her and just forced himself to calm down and said: "Let me go. When I am safe, I will naturally let him go. Otherwise, I will take him to death."
She is not joking, and she will not be reluctant to do anything. Everyone on the left and right is dead. If she has someone to back her up, she will not be alone on the road to hell.
After hearing this, Song Wen was a little hesitant. He already had some sympathy for Yu Shu, but when she said this again, it was hard not to follow her words.
After a brief thought, Song Wen glanced deeply at the people present and replied: "If what you say is true, our Song family is willing to withdraw from this crusade, but you must ensure that our disciples are safe."
"Of course." Yu Jiuxu responded: "As long as I leave here safely, he can go back safely."
As if he had received Yu Jiuxu's words, Song Wen nodded. Although he was a little tangled in his heart, he kept convincing himself that all this was to save the Song family. It was to save the Song family that he Will choose to quit, not because of sympathy for the Yu family.
"I hope you won't break your promise, Fish Girl."
Song Wen gritted his teeth and stepped aside, and then the disciples behind him spread out to both sides to make way for a path leading out of the forest.
great.
Yu Jiuxu calmed down, gritted his teeth and persisted. If he persisted a little longer, he would be able to leave here soon.
While she was wary of these people, she walked towards the passage. Yu Jinzhou stood aside, holding the sword tightly, still unwilling to let her go.
After a moment of silence, Yu Jinzhou gritted her teeth, and then she just raised her hand, and the Immortal Sect disciples surrounded her again and blocked the gap.
"Third Elder, what do you mean?" Song Wenhui was a little anxious.
However, Yu Jinzhou didn't even look at him, her eyes were locked on Yu Jiuxu. She said: "From now on, anyone who dares to give in is going against the Immortal Sect. The Demonic Cultivator Yu Shu will die today!"
As soon as she finished speaking, people around her drew their swords and moved their strength. Song Wen's heart sank when he thought about it. He didn't seem to think that Yu Jinzhou would disregard the life and death of the hostages.
Before he said anything, Yu Jinzhou's eyes turned and fell on Song Wenhui. Her thin lips parted slightly: "Song Master, I hope you can understand that it is the bounden duty of a cultivator to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. Those who can sacrifice their lives for the righteousness , will definitely be admired by the world!”
As she spoke, she paused, looked at Yu Jiuxu again with her sharp eyes, and all her spiritual energy began to work.
Yu Jiuxu looked at her warily, and couldn't help but squeeze the young man's hand a little harder. Her words were really better than her singing, and she was admired by the world. Why didn't she give it herself?
But even though she had a hostage in her hands, Yu Jinzhou didn't hesitate this time and decisively swung her sword forward. Yu Jiuxu stood there, feeling powerless all over her body, making it impossible for her to dodge.
The moment her sword was about to strike, Yu Jiuxu found the right moment, pushed the person in his hand out, then turned around and ran away.
At such a close distance, it was impossible for Yu Jinzhou to avoid accidental injuries. Even though she sheathed her sword as quickly as possible, the moment she swung the sword, there was only a "puff" sound, the sharp blade cut through the flesh, and blood spattered everywhere.
The man fell to the ground, but Yu Jiuxu didn't care about anything else. She turned around and ran towards the outside of the forest. Suddenly, another sword came across from the side. She simply dodged in time, stepped back a little, and the sword passed in front of her. He cut off a strand of her hair that she had no time to dodge.
She stopped and took a closer look. It was Jiang Youdao.
He frowned, and the anger in his eyes was no less than that of Yu Jinzhou. Yu Jiuxu endured the heartache that was almost torn apart and looked at the person in front of him warily.
When she turned around, Tang Zhixu had landed on the ground without knowing it, and stood behind her with a sword. They and Yu Jinzhou each took a position, holding swords in their hands, ready to rush forward at any time.
Only Song Wenhui took his disciples to check on the disciple who was accidentally injured. The man fell to the ground, with a large gash on his neck and blood left on the ground.
Song Wenhui could only pull off a large piece of cloth and help him cover the wound tightly. He had no time to evaluate Yu Jiuxu again, or if he was still hesitant just now.
How could he not understand that as a monk, it was his duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, but now, he felt that if this was based on the blessings of countless people, then he would rather stay alone and protect himself and his disciples.
Yu Jiuxu stood on the spot. After the struggle just now, her remaining strength was almost exhausted. She glanced at the three people and several sect leaders waiting in the air.
She closed her eyes and felt a little dizzy. Then she forced herself to open her eyes. She turned her palms into claws and used her body's strength. Even if she self-destructed and died with these people, she would not be so easy on them!
The worst case scenario is that her soul will be scattered and she will never be reincarnated. Anyway, she won't be able to live another day in this damn life!
While thinking, Yu Jiuxu suddenly released the demonic energy to the maximum. Many disciples could not bear the disaster again, and many of them were knocked to the ground and vomited blood.
"Stop her quickly!" Tang Zhixu saw what Yu Jiuxu was going to do, and as she shouted, several people rushed over to stop her with their swords in hand.
The next moment, a ray of white light fell, covering Yu Jiuxu in an instant, and at the same time isolating the three people who were carrying their swords. Spiritual power was suddenly injected into her body, and a familiar sense of oppression came over. Yu Jiuxu only felt that all over her body The power seemed to be blocked instantly. The moment the white light was put away, his whole body went limp and fell to the ground.
Immediately, a figure fell down, and Yu Jiuxu gasped with difficulty. She looked up. Although it was just a blurry figure from behind, she could still recognize it as Xu Changliu.
For some reason, she felt a little disappointed. It was not Su Luochen. Wasn't he always the most precious little disciple? Why hasn't he shown up after so long?
But at the same time, he was a little glad that it wasn't him. If he saw Su Xian now, would he blame her for snatching the shell? Would he just want her dead like them?
Just as he was thinking about it, Xu Changliu slowly turned around and glanced at her with complicated eyes. Before anyone could react, he took the lead and said, "Yu Shu can't die yet."
