The moment the dantian was opened, the crystal single spiritual root was immersed in the dantian, and then began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual power all over the body also continued to overflow at this moment.
The man in black quickly dug out the single spirit root using forbidden techniques and sealed it up.
Then, he carefully put it into the brocade box.
But even this is not the end. The man in black who moved his hand handed the bloody dagger with the tip still dripping blood to another person: "It's your turn, I will hold her down, and quickly take the sword." Take out the bones.”
"I know, this sword bone is very important!"
The man also nodded and took it immediately.
Every sound and every sentence seemed to be drowned in the torrential rain.
The blood was diluted by the heavy rain and flowed far, far away, while Feng Qingwu lay on the ground, forced to suppress all actions.
She was still struggling, but——
Along with the destruction of Dantian and spiritual roots, spiritual power continues to be lost.
Feng Qingwu gradually lost the power to resist, and even the cry of extreme pain completely disappeared. If he was not still breathing, he seemed to be dead.
Until the dagger sliced through the green robe, landed on her spine, and then——
He cut it open abruptly, and the flesh and blood burst open, revealing the crystal clear sword bone filled with sword intent. Suddenly, the sword intent struck fiercely.
The man in black was startled and quickly used forbidden techniques to suppress him.
Only then did he press back the sword bone that had lost Feng Qingwu's control.
The man in black wiped his cold sweat and said with a pale face: "Amazing, the sword bones she condensed are really good, indeed rare."
"Of course, the sword bone took her countless hours to condense."
The two of them commented arbitrarily, without caring about the impact of these words on Feng Qingwu, as if they were judging some product.
As for Feng Qingwu, who was lying on the ground, her beautiful eyes were open, but they became empty and lifeless. Only when the tip of the dagger penetrated the flesh of her spine, she trembled slightly.
But with the passage of spiritual power, the dantian was empty, the meridians were dried up, and the obvious pain on the back was that the sword bone was being pulled away.
There was clearly still a faint breath, but Feng Qingwu seemed to be dead, as pale as a corpse.
Mu Jiuke, who was standing not far away and could only watch all this, couldn't help but tighten his hand. The bloody mist in his dark eyes almost completely enveloped everything.
I don’t know whether it was the strong emotion conveyed by Feng Qingwu from the other end of the contract, or the surprise and panic in his heart that made Mu Jiuke almost lose his mind...
He had thought that he was going to kill Feng Qingwu, but he didn't expect that these two people were even more ruthless than killing Feng Qingwu. They had fundamentally destroyed Feng Qingwu's foundation as a monk.
Not only was her cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage abolished, but the spiritual roots in her dantian were also pulled out, and even... the sword bones she had worked so hard to condense were forcibly stripped from her spine.
At this moment, it was raining heavily.
The two men in black put away the brocade boxes containing spiritual roots and sword bones, then stood up and looked at each other.
"How about, do you want to kill her?"
"...You are really more cruel than me."
But the person who spoke first lowered his head and stared at Feng Qingwu, who was completely unconscious due to the extreme pain: "If you don't do one, you won't stop."
"She is already a useless person."
"Then I have to die so that I can truly feel at ease."
But just when the man was about to take action, Tianxuanmen's formation suddenly fluctuated. The two of them instantly raised their heads and looked in the direction of Tianxuanmen.
Mixed in the heavy rain was a voice that reached the ears of the two of them. Mu Jiuke, who was not far away, could easily hear it because of his cultivation. What the voice said was——
"Two idiots."
"You actually crippled Feng Qingwu. Do you know how difficult it is to condense sword bones?"
"If I don't keep her and let her continue to condense the sword bones, I will destroy her like this. Get out of here. She can't die outside my Tianxuan Sect."
After saying the last sentence, with the help of sound transmission - the next moment there was a powerful momentum, which instantly lifted the two people away. When this blow appeared, the heavy rain was cut off for a moment.
Seeing this, Mu Jiuke's eyes narrowed, and he immediately raised his eyes and looked over, locking his eyes on the highest point of Tianxuan Gate from a long distance away.
'This kind of breath...should be that of an ant in the transformation stage. '
'If I remember correctly, in the entire Tianxuan Sect, only that stupid woman's master has barely reached the stage of becoming a god. '
'It seems that he was responsible for the previous difficulties in the sect and this dragon incident. Did he already attack Feng Qingwu so early...'
Not only that, Mu Jiuke also thought that when the two men in black entered the Tianxuanmen's formation range, they did not touch the formation, and they were probably related to Tianxuanmen.
As for Sword Lord Qingheng, it can be seen from the brocade box containing the spiritual roots and sword bones that Feng Qingwu took back. She should know that there is the shadow of Sword Lord Qingheng behind her.
only……
Does she know about these two men in black who are related to Tianxuanmen?
Just as Mu Jiuke was thinking about it, the two men in black looked at each other after the blow, no longer staying, but quickly left.
After they left, everything around them became completely quiet, leaving only the downpour of rain that continued to fall, burying all the sins without leaving any trace.
Only the girl lying on the ground was left. Her green Taoist robe had long been stained crimson by blood. The wounds on her dantian and back were extremely brutal, and the blood that flowed out was mixed into the heavy rain.
In this world shrouded by heavy rain, she was the only one left, lying like a broken corpse, surrounded by loneliness and sorrow...
When seeing this scene, Mu Jiuke's heart trembled.
"...Nothing, even if it's an illusion, even if I know this is just a reappearance of memory, why should I let you lie so lonely."
He whispered, muttering "stupid woman" in his mouth, like a unique code name for her, seeming a little helpless and a little indulgent.
But just when Mu Jiuke wanted to step forward——
