Shu He's fist hit the tortoise shell one after another, seemingly tireless.
Gui Yunyun frowned. There were already cracks on the tortoise shell. She poured her spiritual power into the tortoise shell to protect it from cracking.
It's just that, after all, it won't last long.
Whoosh!
An ice arrow came through the air and passed through the tip of Shu He's fist.
Fu Zhu pressed his hand down, and several ice arrows shot out in unison.
Shu He stacked his feet, and a spiritual barrier appeared on his body, blocking out the ice arrows.
"If this continues, we won't be able to save Gui Yunyun." Zhao Zhiying said worriedly.
Fu Zhu's expression became solemn. If he wanted to seriously injure Shu He, he had to break his defense first. After the formation was unlocked by Gui Yunyun, his spiritual power seemed to be much weaker. If she struck with all her strength, she might be able to split it open.
Fu Zhu turned to Zhao Zhiying and said, "I'll split his defense, and you attack his back."
"good!"
After getting Zhao Zhiying's response, Fu Zhu rushed out quickly, bounced up three feet away from Shu He, and slashed down with a sword, like a broken bamboo.
Click——
A slight sound came from the barrier, and Fu Zhu looked happy, it worked!
Fu Zhu held the sword with both hands and continued to press down, trying to make the cracks in the barrier bigger so that Zhao Zhiying's spear could penetrate smoothly.
"But if you chop off a little bit of fur, what's there to be happy about..."
A long spear penetrated Shu He's back, and he could see the silver tip of the spear as long as he lowered his head.
"How... is this possible?" Shu He suddenly withdrew his fist and touched the tip of the gun on his chest in disbelief.
Zhao Zhiying suddenly withdrew his spear, leaving a bloody hole in Shu He's chest.
This injury was not fatal, but it was difficult for Shu He to accept.
He is already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how could he be injured like this by two golden elixirs!
Shu He's whole body's spiritual power surged. Zhao Zhiying pulled the talisman beads and quickly stepped aside. Gui Yunyun's figure flashed and fell beside the two of them.
"It's the formation's backlash." Gui Yunyun said.
Fu Zhu suddenly moved, raised his sword and rushed out.
"Eh? Miss Fu Zhu..." Zhao Zhiying only saw an afterimage of pink and willow green.
Black flames appeared on Shu He's body, a bit like the black-robed man she saw in the blood mist, but slightly different.
These black flames were more like human hands, holding on to Shu He and refusing to let go.
Fu Zhu's figure flashed in front of him, and Shu He didn't seem to notice it, and his whole person fell into a state of bewilderment.
This is better.
Fu Zhu curled his lips slightly, targeted Shu He's Dantian, and pierced it with his sword.
The extreme coldness stunned these black flames, and then flowed into Shuhe Dantian along the sword body.
"ah!"
The Nascent Soul in his body was grasped tightly by his hands, and flames burned again, and Shu He let out a shrill scream.
Fu Zhu withdrew his sword and stabbed another seventeen or eight holes in his body. The black flames excitedly got in, burning his organs.
"The blood of such a person is actually red."
Fu Zhu lowered his eyes, made a gesture, and washed away the blood on the sword in disgust.
"Miss Fu Zhu, it was so dangerous just now, why did you rush out all at once." Zhao Zhiying glanced at Shu He, "He should be dead, right?"
Jin Shuangshuang rushed over and pulled Zhao Zhiying up and down, "Uncle Zhao, fortunately you're fine!"
Xu Shi couldn't understand his hatred, so Jin both held up their swords and struck Shu He with a few more swords.
Fu Zhu was also surrounded by a group of people, chattering, and she didn't even hear what Zhao Zhiying just said.
Wu Sheng's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and the bright yellow talisman paper was already wrinkled by him.
Riji flew up, soaked a small piece of cloth in his hand with water, and used the talisman beads to wipe the dried blood at the corner of his mouth.
In fact, the talisman beads can wash away all the filth with a single cleansing spell, but he still cooperated and moved his face to let Hiji wipe the corners of his mouth.
"Okay!" Hiji threw it away, and the black cloth fell to the ground.
Wu Sheng looked at the missing corner of his sleeve and said nothing.
Fu Zhu smiled and thanked Riji, and was about to say goodbye and change her clothes. The ground shook violently, and rocks burst out.
"what happened?"
"Isn't it because this evil cultivator is not dead yet?" Several people pointed their swords at Shu He's body, cautiously.
Fu Zhu raised his eyes and looked at the place where the rocks rolled down. It seemed that something was about to come out.
It's sword intent!
A beam of light lit up, illuminating everyone.
Chen Hongjin was startled and felt an invisible force wrapping her around her. She quickly sat down cross-legged and entered meditation.
"Why did Senior Sister Chen become enlightened again?" The Jianzong disciple couldn't help but be speechless.
This understanding is too good!
Fu Zhu was keenly aware that there was a very faint sword intention around everyone. It seemed that this sword intention was not inherited by a single person, but could be understood by everyone.
"You guys should also sit down and comprehend this sword intention. As many as you can comprehend." Fu Zhu said to a few Sword Sect disciples who were still watching the show.
The opportunity is right in front of me, but I don’t know how to seize it.
Didn’t you see that even the people from the Star Sword Sect and the Taixuan Sword Sect started?
"Miss Fu Zhu, don't worry and understand the sword's meaning. I will protect you." Zhao Zhiying said.
Gui Yunyun walked to the side and sat down, saying, "I will also protect you... for you."
The three of them had become friends. Fuzhu didn't thank him much. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to understand the meaning of the sword.
This should be the sword intention that Mr. Zi mentioned, but he didn't say that there was an evil cultivator hidden in it.
Next time you see him, be sure to talk to him nicely.
As soon as Fu Zhu sat down, he felt a rustling sound.
Yuesu and Mi Yu moved their positions and surrounded her, one on the left and one on the right, as if they were two guardians.
Mi Yao stretched out an index finger and put it to his mouth, signaling Yue Su to stop twisting, making a sound that would affect the Fu Zhu's understanding of the sword's meaning.
Yuosu blinked and replied Miyu.
I just found a more comfortable position to sit in, and then I absolutely stopped moving.
Mi Tao had closed his eyes and didn't see Yuosu's movements. There is nothing in his heart, only the vague sword intention floating around.
Seeing that Mi Yu had entered the state, the people around him, except for those who were not sword cultivators, were also comprehending the meaning of the sword with their eyes closed, especially Jin Shuangshuang, who had entered a mysterious state and was very competitive. Aroused, he finally fell silent.
The talisman beads did not completely isolate the sounds from the outside world.
She heard the gentle sound of wind blowing through the dense leaves, making a soft rustling sound.
This place was occupied by Shu He, and the mute birds now began to sing happily again.
Her hearing spread further and further, reaching Fujia Village at the foot of the mountain. A flame suddenly lit up, and the bamboo crackled into flames.
The barking of dogs and the crow of chickens are mixed in the sound of people.
Gradually, these voices fell silent again.
call!
The sword wind swept by.
The world before Fu Zhu's eyes widened.
She opened her eyes and everyone was still in trance.
Fu Zhu got up from the ground and performed a knot. The clothes on her body were completely new, but they were still pink and green.
She moved very gently, avoiding Yuesu and Mitao who were still comprehending the sword's meaning. She walked towards Zhao Zhiying at a slow pace and asked in a low voice, "How long have I been in samadhi just now?"
Zhao Zhiying pointed to a stick of incense on the ground, also lowered his voice and said: "It's less than half a stick of incense."
Only half a stick of incense?
She felt that a long time had passed.
