When Shangguan Yu saw this, he laughed like crazy: "Hahahahaha! What a pity for such a good person."
After saying that, he pulled out the magic sword forcefully. Xiao Yuwei's blood spurted out from her chest like a fountain. A white mist that was very similar to her figure flew out of her heart quickly and was instantly sucked into Shangguan Yu's mouth.
Shangguan Yu smacked his lips and said, "Hmm... soft and sweet, with a hint of spiciness. She was indeed a great beauty when she was young."
Lu Yuan knelt down and held Xiao Yuwei in his arms. Her eyes lost all color and became like blank sheets of paper. Lu Yuan gently closed her eyelids, and tears poured down silently.
Liu Qianqian looked away and tried her best to suppress the urge to cry.
"What should the souls of these two brats smell like?" Shangguanyu stroked his yellow beard and looked at the two of them with a smile.
Lu Yuan gently put down Xiao Yuwei and stood up slowly.
The evening wind blew up suddenly, and the night was as cold as a knife.
Dark clouds swallowed up the bright moon, and the sky behind him seemed like a bottomless black abyss.
He pulled out the Qiu Chan Sword from his waist and held the hilt tightly, his arms trembling slightly. Liu Qianqian lightly danced the Mo Dao and assumed an attack stance.
"Don't resist, I promise you won't suffer any pain." Shangguan Yu said as he slowly raised the magic sword. The blade was filled with ghostly energy, and the sound of weeping could be faintly heard.
He swung his sword suddenly. The sword carried a huge amount of power and was filled with black and purple lightning. Liu Qianqian instantly popped up a new shield, but as soon as the magic sword touched the shield, it was like hot iron cutting into an ice cube, cutting it directly. The cross section was neat and smooth, and a wisp of green smoke rose up.
As soon as Qiu Chan Sword and Mo Dao came into contact with the sword body, they also shattered at the same time.
The two of them were sent flying five or six feet, spurting out blood. In the contact just now, the souls of the two people began to turmoil again, constantly tearing at their bodies, as if they were about to break out of their shells.
Shangguan Yu flashed in front of Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan tried his best to hold up his body. He felt a huge pressure appear on the top of his head, and his back felt numb.
Qiu Chan's sword has been broken, and Lu Yuan is now bare-handed. Shangguan Yu said jokingly: "Be good, it doesn't hurt, just give it a try." After saying that, he opened his five fingers and put his palm towards Lu Yuan's face, ready to suck the soul.
He skillfully gathered the soul-sucking power into his palms. But after a breath, he felt something strange.
Normally, this power comes freely, but at this time, the flow of power is a little stagnant. He didn't pay much attention and continued to use magic to drive, but found that at this moment, the power could not be gathered at all.
A chill ran down Shangguan Yu's spine, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult to move his arms, as if they were being controlled by something from within his body. He desperately stimulated the energy in his Dantian, but found that his soul was constantly vibrating in his Dantian, causing the profound energy to flow throughout his body at an extremely slow speed.
Lu Yuan saw something was wrong with Shangguan Yu. A familiar voice sounded in the former's mind: "Lu Yuan, take advantage of the moment!"
"Sister Xiao? You..."
"My spirit can temporarily confuse Shangguan Yu, but it won't last long. Stop talking nonsense! Hurry!"
Shangguan Yu also heard the voice of her soul and said in shock: "Bitch! You don't want to live even if you die?"
Xiao Yuwei's soul said: "Hmph, swallowing souls alive is still effective against those people, but don't even think about dealing with me!"
Shangguan Yu yelled hysterically: "If I die...you! You will really lose your soul!"
"So what? I don't want to be resurrected! Lu Yuan, why are you standing there?!"
Shangguanyu's face turned red. He was slowly getting rid of Xiao Yuwei's soul.
"The soul is gone and cannot be resurrected." Lu Yuan kept repeating these two sentences in his mind, his teeth almost bleeding.
"Do it!" Xiao Yuwei's soul let out an inhuman scream, which seemed to be dissipating soon. Shangguan Yu finally slowly raised his right arm, and the magic sword he held began to slowly light up with a purple-black flame.
"Sister! Forgive me..." Lu Yuan closed his eyes and said to her soul in his heart.
Shangguan Yu tried his best to raise his trembling right arm to the highest point. When he saw Lu Yuan closing his eyes, he laughed and said, "Wahahaha! Trash is trash! Go and accompany her!"
"Cha! Hiss..."
A dark short blade suddenly penetrated Shangguan Yu's right armpit, leaving only a hilt covered with snake scales filled with black energy.
A wave of numbness and sharp pain surged through the body from the armpit wound.
This dagger absorbed a lot of resentment in the hands of the previous fat ghost master, but he was too confident when he was in the Eight Sound Valley Secret Realm and did not use this weapon to deal with Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan had been keeping it in his Qiankun Bag. When he saw Shangguan Yu slowly raising his arm to reveal a huge flaw, he used it to pierce his body instantly.
The snake scale dagger itself has no blade, it relies entirely on the wielder to use the mysterious energy as the blade. As soon as this air blade entered the body, it immediately melted and absorbed the profound energy in Shangguan Yu's body like a soldering iron into the snow.
"Stinky... brat, you actually let me...!"
Shangguan Yu couldn't believe that he had been hit by a sword, but the pain all over his body and the decline of his profound energy kept reminding him to face this fact.
He took out the soul-calling flag with his left hand, summoned the Ghost Red Formation, pinned Lu Yuan to the ground, and continued to absorb his soul.
At this moment, Liu Qianqian took out a new Mo Dao and jumped high.
The blade blazed in the sky, the sound of burning was like a thunderous roar, and the red mysterious energy dyed the earth a bloody color. She furiously slashed at Shangguan Yu's left arm.
"Snap and slash!"
Liu Qianqian's second ultimate secret raises her power to the maximum.
With one slash, the muscles cracked and smelly blood splattered.
Shangguan Yu paused for a moment with his left hand, and Lu Yuan suddenly raised his dagger upwards, shouting miserably: "Blood debt must be paid with blood!"
The black blade of the dagger absorbed a lot of profound energy and continued to grow longer. At this moment, it rushed out and stabbed a foot directly from his mouth, as if a long black tongue suddenly stretched out.
"Gu...!"
Shangguan Yu wanted to say something else, but the air flowing through his mouth turned into bulging blood bubbles.
"Gulu...Gulu!"
He dropped the weapon with both hands, digging at his throat with one hand and trying to pull out the dagger blade with the other.
"Let you! Eat... to your heart's content!"
The black blade grew another foot, Shangguanyu trembled all over, and the strength of his hands suddenly weakened.
Lu Yuan was full of tears, leaned forward and closed his arms to gather strength, roaring angrily: "Eat!"
"Uh-huh!"
He swung with all his strength, and the dagger started from his mouth, directly breaking Shangguanyu's shoulder and half of his head!
Shangguan Yu stood there, smelly black blood spraying into the sky for a long time.
Countless white souls flew out from his upper body like blooming fireworks.
The silver flowers are scattered everywhere, shining like morning stars.
The top of the mountain was illuminated by silver as if it were daytime.
With tears streaming down his face, he took out the soul-separating bell that Qing Xuanzi gave him and raised it high.
A blue-gray soul light ball slowly approached the bell, and then got in without hesitation.
At this moment, another slim and graceful spirit circled in the air and quickly flew to Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan looked at her blankly.
It can be seen from the body shape that it is Xiao Yuwei's soul.
She made a hissing sound and kissed Lu Yuan gently on the cheek.
He let the tears flow freely and reached out his hand, wanting to touch her palm.
The spirit raised his hand.
The moment her hands came into contact, her fingers turned into bits of broken light, and then her whole body gradually turned into broken light.
They swirled and slowly rose, flying higher and higher, flying lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared into the endless dark night.
The mountain wind gradually picked up, making me cry and complain.
