Xu Yue recovered, but was immediately hit hard.
"Sorry."
An apologetic and pleasant voice came. Xu Yue turned his head with difficulty, and saw a cute little face appearing behind him, with thick smoky eye frames, purple pupils, and black-gray eyes. Although the lips are charming, there is no hint of charm in them.
"you……"
Xu Yue's pupils shrank, and he hit his elbow back hard. The woman also turned the dagger violently, causing huge damage to Xu Yue, and then her black short skirt flew away and floated away.
"puff!"
Xu Yue spurted out a mouthful of blood and covered the bloody hole in his chest. The spiritual power of the Return to the Void Realm kept pouring in, trying to restore it.
However, a moment later, he was surprised to find that the wound could not be repaired!
At this time, there was a strange black energy surging in his wound. It was not the pure spiritual energy of Duan Mutian, but another type of gas with even weirder properties.
Demonic energy!
The demonic energy clung to the flesh and blood tissue, preventing the wound from healing.
And upon closer inspection, the demonic energy actually seemed to have a mouth, devouring Xu Yue's body bit by bit, infecting and expanding the scope of the wound.
Soon, the wound on Xu Yue's chest expanded to the size of a fist, and blood kept pouring out like underground spring water, which could not be stopped.
As the blood flowed away, his face gradually became extremely pale, and thick dark circles appeared under his eyes, as if he was extremely weak like a dying person.
"I...what the hell did I offend you?" Xu Yue looked at the woman in black skirt standing quietly in front of him and asked breathlessly.
Moji shook his head, his peaceful temperament completely different from her attire, and said: "You and I have no grudges."
"Then you're cheating on me?" The corners of Xu Yue's mouth twitched.
Mo Jie was silent, but Zong Qing's arrogant voice sounded in the distance: "Hahaha, so, this is what Mu Tian said before, if you are in good ways, you will get many help, but if you are in bad ways, you will get few help!"
"Yes, the young master is right."
There was an echoing voice from the side, and Tang Biao from the Changle Sect waved his folding fan and pretended to walk into the battlefield.
"Xu Yue, you made enemies everywhere a hundred years ago and were domineering and arrogant. Now, have you ever thought about today?" Tang Biao waved his folding fan, and a hurricane roared towards him.
"Ding! It has been detected that the age difference with the current enemy is about 6 times. The host's cultivation level has been increased by 6 realms. The current cultivation level is: late stage of returning to the virtual realm."
With a snap, Xu Yue smashed the hurricane hit by Tang Biao with a slap. Then he looked at the shocked noble master and sneered: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Tang? We haven't seen each other for a hundred years, why are you so angry?"
"You... are very good!"
The smile on Tang Biao's face was stiff, but in the end he could only point at Xu Yue, nodded fiercely, and stepped aside.
He is only at the Soul Void Realm, which is two realms lower than Xu Yue's current level, so he is naturally no match.
"Tell me, what's wrong with your cultivation? Tell me and I'll spare your life." Meng Jin also came, with the green lotus light shining between his brows, standing alone in one position.
"Ha." Xu Yue sneered and ignored him.
Meng Jin shook his head and said slowly: "The first time I met you on the mountain road, you were in the realm of transformation into gods. Then you fought against Duan Mutian and the others, but you were in the realm of returning to the void. It was not until just now that you faced me again, but you turned into a condensed body. territory."
Meng Jin's eyes were scrutinizing, as if he wanted to see through Xu Yue, and with strong interest on his face, he said: "What made your cultivation change so much?"
"Eh? Did you realize it was me?" Xu Yue's mind was a little strange and he said in surprise.
Meng Jin looked at Xu Yue as if he were a fool. When the other party used the Fist of Heaven for the first time, he recognized that this person was Fa Hai, who had been inseparable from him on the mountain road.
On the side, Duan Mutian and others did not rush to attack. They just surrounded Xu Yue and blocked Xu Yue's retreat.
Although they must kill Xu Yue today, figuring out the secrets about Xu Yue is also a top priority.
After all, that was the original intention.
"Meng Jin, he won't tell. If he was willing to tell, he would have spoken a hundred years ago." Zong Qing came over, covering his abdomen, licking the blood from the knife edge, with a crazy look on his face.
Duan Mutian said nothing, Tang Biao was still smiling, and Mo Jiao stood there quietly, hiding the dagger behind him.
"I'm asking you one last time, whether to say it or not." Meng Jin's tone gradually became colder and full of murderous intent.
The green lotus between his eyebrows has left the body and is in bloom, ready for a peak battle at any time.
"Hehe, even if he doesn't tell us, we can still know some secrets with just a corpse." Zong Qing smiled evilly on the side and revealed his side's goal in no uncertain terms.
After all, that was why they killed Xu Yue.
Meng Jin ignored Zong Qing, but looked at Xu Yue and gave him a few breaths.
Finally, seeing that the other party was still silent, he shook his head expressionlessly.
In the eyes of this supreme genius of Tai Zong, he had already given Xu Yue enough face, but he actually wasted about ten breaths of time on this person!
At this moment, another footsteps sounded, stepping into the black air from a distance and coming to the side of everyone.
His flowing white clothes are otherworldly, his snow-white hair hangs down naturally, his face is like a crown jewel, and he is so handsome that many women would be jealous.
"He is... Qilinzi from Pingtianju!"
"Is he going to end too?"
"How is that possible! How many people are trying to deal with one person together!"
Outside the court, some people were exclaiming and not understanding.
In the crowd, the bald monk looked at Qilinzi, who was as handsome as jade, and couldn't help but think of his old friend, his eyes full of nostalgia.
But the next moment, he looked at the lonely figure standing alone and proudly, his expression full of complexity and worry.
"Uncle Xu."
Qilinzi stepped forward and bowed unexpectedly.
Several other people looked at it together, even Mo Yao, their eyes full of surprise.
Xu Yue was startled and looked at the young man with white hair and snow-clad clothes in front of him, wondering what he meant.
"Don't get me wrong, it's my mother. When I see you, I must pay homage." Qilinzi whispered, looking at the ground, his eyes flashing.
"Is that the case...Is she okay?" Xu Yue's voice softened a bit. Looking at Qilinzi's face, he thought of two once-familiar figures in his mind.
"My health is fine. It's just that after the battle a hundred years ago, I was in a state of decline. I haven't been out for a long time."
After Qilinzi bowed, he straightened up again. The respect for Xu Yue disappeared instantly in his eyes, and was replaced by a cold murderous intention and anger that had been resented for a long time.
"And all this is because you personally killed my biological father a hundred years ago, so today, I must take action to avenge my father."
Qilinzi raised his hand, and a spear composed of auspicious energy appeared in his hand. It was unrealistically white, as if just putting it into the dark night would turn the entire night white.
"Xuetian Spear, it seems that you have inherited everything from your father."
Xu Yue thought of the jade unicorn and some old things from a hundred years ago, and was filled with emotion.
Then the next moment, he looked at the six figures standing in front of him, took a deep breath, and the emotion in his eyes disappeared.
"bring it on!"
Looking up to the sky and roaring, fighting spirit is high!
