Thinking of this, Ye Zhenfeng became more and more worried and hurriedly looked at Han Ziyue on the stage. Looking again, Zhuo Qi was covered with sword wounds and scratches. Her whole body was ignited with Xuantian poisonous fire, and her eyes seemed to become uneasy. Same.
Now it would be very difficult for Han Ziyue to hurt her again.
The battle between Young Master Hanyue and Sect Master Zhuo Qi was so stunning that everyone was shocked.
Zuo Yileng, the leader of the Junzi Sect, said: "Sect Master Zhuo has activated the Xuantian Poison Fire, and she relied on this Xuantian Poison Fire to become a strong person. Now that the Xuantian Poison Fire has revived, I am afraid that Master Hanyue's sword skills No matter how clever he is, he will still be difficult to defeat."
Monk Wuchen naturally knew that there were actually two women fighting on the stage. It was probably a jealous fight, and the culprit was naturally the guy opposite Ye Zhenfeng. Now it seems that the two are fighting more and more fiercely, and it seems that they are fighting for their lives.
I thought to myself, this jealous fight between women seems to be more terrifying than the life and death fight between men. Sure enough, the woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger! Who says it isn't?
Therefore, if a woman becomes ruthless, she will be more terrifying than a man! If this continues, one of the two will definitely die. I wonder who Ye Zhenfeng wants to save?
Wuchen shook his head, suddenly startled, his eyes fixed, staring at Han Ziyue, secretly thinking, something is wrong, how can there be purple magic breath? Could it be that she was also possessed by an inner demon? !
"Wow——"
Zhuo Qi swung the long sword in his hand, and the powerful martial soul suddenly rushed towards Han Ziyue. Han Ziyue held the Flying Star Moon Chasing Sword, jumped up high, and shouted: "Gods and Demons——"
The tips of the two swords struck each other, and the sword in Zhuo Qi's hand broke inch by inch.
Han Ziyue's purple eyes exuded an even more intense purple color, and the purple demonic aura on her body suddenly surged, making her whole body tremble and unable to control herself.
Seeing the opportunity, Zhuo Qi flew up and hit Han Ziyue hard with a palm.
Han Ziyue's body was troubled by the devil's breath, and she was unable to respond to the enemy in time. She was immediately knocked away, and the Flying Star Moon Chaser Sword in her hand was also knocked to the ground.
Dongfang Zhui was stunned and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Mr. Han was clearly occupying the top, why did he stop suddenly just now?"
Dongfang Yexing frowned in thought and said, "He seems to be trapped by something."
Seeing Han Ziyue flying to the ground, Zhuo Qi immediately flew up, preparing to strike again with her palm to avoid further trouble.
Ye Zhenfeng shouted: "Stop——"
I saw a black shadow jumping onto the ring. He bent down and picked up Han Ziyue who was lying on the ground. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Han Ziyue's mouth, and a pair of purple eyes looked at him coldly.
There seemed to be an endless coldness in his eyes, just like when he first met her.
Han Ziyue was held in Ye Zhenfeng's arms, her long white hair was like a water pavilion, gently scattered in the wind, one black and one white, extremely beautiful.
Ye Zhenfeng hugged her, turned around and looked at Zhuo Qi, and said: "Sect Master Zhuo, you win!"
Zhuo Qi felt disappointed. Although she won the game, she seemed to have lost something. She sadly watched Ye Zhenfeng leave with Han Ziyue in her arms.
Zhuo Qi stood on the sword-testing platform in astonishment, alone and disheveled. The wind blew over her dry wounds, and the slight stinging sensation made her frown. She gritted her teeth slightly, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Then Dongfang Lie's voice came: "In this round, the leader of the Fire Sect, Zhuo Qi, wins!"
The people from the Liehuo Sect immediately waved their flags and shouted: "The Liehuo Sect—the Liehuo Sect—"
Ye Zhenfeng flew down to the ring with Han Ziyue in her arms. Chu Liuying stepped forward and said: "Master Ye, let me
I'll check Mr. Han's pulse! "
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, Chu Liuying gently raised her horns, squatted on the ground, stretched out her hand, and was about to feel Han Ziyue's pulse.
At this moment, the alchemist of the Sword Soul Sect had come forward to check and asked, "We are the alchemists of the Sword Soul Sect, here to heal the injured."
Chu Liuying on the side looked up and said: "I am the pharmacist of Blue Moon Valley, just leave him to me."
Since it was the pharmacist from Blue Moon Valley who took action, the alchemist nodded, then turned and left.
Chu Liuying stretched out her hand to feel Han Ziyue's pulse, then opened her eyelids to take a look, and then said to Ye Zhenfeng: "Young Master Ye, look!"
Ye Zhenfeng lowered his head and saw a vertical red line in Han Ziyue's eyes. Chu Liuying whispered: "Our guess is correct. Young Master Han should be controlled by the devil's breath."
Ye Zhenfeng knew that there were many people in the venue and it was not easy to talk much here, so he picked up the unconscious Han Ziyue and said to Chu Liuying: "Miss Chu, could you please come with me?"
Chu Liuying nodded, turned around and explained to the other pharmacists beside her, and then followed Ye Zhenfeng to leave.
After the three people left the scene, they came to Han Ziyue's room.
Ye Zhenfeng gently placed Han Ziyue on the bed. Chu Liuying opened the needle box and said: "I will use the fourteen demon-transforming needles to temporarily suppress the demonic breath in his body for him!"
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, and Chu Liuying waved her hands, and the fourteen ice needles slowly flew up. She activated the martial spirit in her palms, and the fourteen ice needles suddenly emitted a red aura, and swished into Han Ziyue's body. .
Han Ziyue groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood. Chu Liuying waved her hand to take the needle, and Han Ziyue passed out again.
Ye Zhenfeng anxiously stepped forward to investigate and saw that the red line in Han Ziyue's eyes had dissipated, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Liuying said: "The demonic aura in Mr. Han's body should have been temporarily suppressed. However, I am a pharmacist after all and I cannot remove the demonic aura for her."
Ye Zhenfeng suddenly said: "Master Wuchen should be able to do it!"
Just when I said this, I heard Wuchen's voice coming from outside the door: "Amitabha, do you need help from the monk?"
Ye Zhenfeng was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the door. Seeing the monk in white standing outside the door, he said: "Master Wuchen - please come in quickly!"
Wuchen walked into the room, saluted with one hand, said hello to Chu Liuying, and then said to the two of them: "When I was watching the battle just now, I found that Mr. Han was controlled by the devil's breath, so I came here to confirm."
Chu Liuying said: "After my diagnosis, it is indeed the case."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "Mage Wuchen is really powerful. He has already seen that Mr. Han is controlled by the devil's breath, and he asked the mage to help him take a look."
Wuchen nodded, took out the white glazed Buddha bead hanging on his chest, placed it on Han Ziyue's forehead, then closed his eyes slightly and recited the Heart Sutra silently, and saw the white glazed Buddha bead emitting a dazzling white light and flashing past.
Wuchen opened his eyes and said in surprise: "Master Han has been killed by the inner demon!"
"What? Heart... Inner Demon Killer?!"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at Wuchen in disbelief, and his heart couldn't help but tighten. His mind was filled with what Wuchen had said to him that day, and he couldn't get rid of the demons in his heart.
But now Si Kong was also troubled by the inner demon, and he could see that kind of pain. Now that Han Ziyue has also been planted with inner demons by the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, what should he do?
Ye Zhenfeng said hurriedly: "She was captured by the Tianmo Sect before, and then she lost consciousness. We thought she had some disease, so
Only then did he think of the Sword Soul Sect to find the pharmacist in Blue Moon Valley, but he never expected... that he would be killed by the inner demon planted by the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord. "
Wuchen said: "According to the young monk, the inner demon killing in Mr. Han's body was not planted recently. It should have been planted for a long time. From planting the inner demon killing to the onset of the inner demon killing, it takes a process."
Ye Zhenfeng said: "It should have been six years ago that when she was in Da Yang Mansion, she was killed by the inner demon planted by the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord, just like Dean Sikong..."
When he said this, his heart was already a little broken.
Chu Liuying on the side reminded: "Master Ye, listening to what you just said, Master Han met the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord not long ago. Could it be that he awakened the inner demon in his body? If so, the inner demon should be resurrected at this moment. At this stage, it may be possible to suppress it.”
The two looked at Wuchen again, and Wuchen said: "The young monk can use the Great Wuxiang Curse to suppress her, but the Great Wuxiang Curse cannot eradicate the inner demons. Once the demonic breath in her body breaks through the confinement, , or will be possessed again..."
Before Wuchen could finish his words, Ye Zhenfeng said: "Master Wuchen, no matter what, you first use the Great Wuxiang Curse to suppress her inner demons and kill her, and then find a way to solve it."
Wuchen nodded, and then began to suppress the demon for Han Ziyue.
Together with Ye Zhenfeng, he helped Han Ziyue up and made her sit cross-legged. The Wuchen white clothes were swept away, and she sat on the bed with her legs crossed and her knees bent.
He hung the string of white glazed Buddha beads on Han Ziyue's chest, then stretched out his two fingers, pinched a white glazed Buddha bead, pulled it over and put it to his lips, lowered his eyes and closed his eyes, and began to silently recite the Great Wuxiang Curse. .
The white glass beads trembled slightly on his lips,
Then he recited the magic spell in his mouth faster and faster. Han Ziyue frowned and sweat dripped from her forehead.
Waves of purple demonic aura rose from her body and intertwined and danced above her head. The spells in Wuchen's mouth became more and more urgent, and his handsome brows became tighter and tighter.
Chu Liuying on the side said worriedly: "It doesn't seem to be going well..."
Ye Zhenfeng was startled when he saw blood flowing out of Wuchen's ears, and the purple demonic aura on Han Ziyue's head became more and more chaotic. Purple demonic aura actually appeared above her closed eyes.
Even so, Wuchen still did not stop reciting the curse of subduing demons. Suddenly, a golden lotus mark appeared on his forehead, and he shouted loudly: "The mighty light of Buddha, the formless subduing of demons——"
The purple demonic aura in Han Ziyue's body was getting stronger and stronger, and the white glazed beads suddenly broke and scattered on the ground.
The purple demonic energy emitted powerful demonic energy, knocking Ye Zhenfeng and Chu Liuying away.
Wuchen opened his eyes and shouted that something was wrong. He immediately bit off his right index finger, drew a scripture on the palm of his left hand, hit it, and forced the purple demonic breath that escaped out back onto the Han Ziyue Tianling Cover.
Wuchen's eyes were red, and two streams of bloody tears slowly flowed out of his eyes. His right hand was shaking, and the white monk's robes were flying around him.
He is currently contending with the inner demon in Han Ziyue's body. At the critical moment of life and death, if he cannot suppress the inner demon in Han Ziyue, not only will Han Ziyue become a demon completely, but he will also be possessed by the inner demon. Killing back.
Ye Zhenfeng stood aside anxiously and watched, but was helpless. He was afraid that if he forced himself forward, he would interfere with Wuchen's casting of spells to save people. By then, Han Ziyue's inner demons could not be suppressed, and Wuchen might also There is fear for one's life.
Chu Liuying on the side said hurriedly: "It seems that the demonic aura in Mr. Han's body is very powerful, and Master Wuchen cannot suppress it."
