Wei Shiqi leaned down and pressed lightly on Xia Yun's shoulder. A stream of heat was injected into his body and circled around the joints of his organs several times, suspending his life. Xia Yong glanced at him, nodded with difficulty, closed her eyes and fell asleep, leaving everything to his disposal, not hearing, not asking, not looking.
Wei Shiqi picked up the Poison Dragon Sword, straightened his waist and threw it casually. The Poison Dragon Sword rolled rapidly like a hot wheel, swept seven or eight feet across, and struck towards the head of the Huashan Sect. This sword came out of the blue. Although Li Shi was extremely careful, he had no time to use his escape technique. He had to press out his hands together, forcing out the energy of Yuan Yin that he had collected and refined throughout his life. He laid down layers of barriers, but was struck by the Poison Dragon Sword. It was smashed through like a torrent, the sword's edge was not hindered, and it was chopped off from the head to the crotch. The body was split into two, and the blood from the internal organs "clattered" to the ground.
The grievances and grievances of the past were met, so they were cut off with one sword. Wei Shiqi killed Li Shi casually, with no worries in his heart. He reached out and made a move, and the bloody sword flew out of Taoist Pu's body and fell straight into his palm. He stepped forward, and when he passed by Pan Xingzhou, the tip of the sword swiped across his throat, and a line of blood flew out. Unfortunately, the leader of the Yinma Gang had no power to resist, and he died without even a groan.
As soon as he appeared, he killed two people in a row. Tian Sizhong's eyelids jumped. He knew that he could not give up today and had to fight. He immediately activated the evil energy in his body and turned it into a surging Styx, protecting his whole body and flowing in waves. Flow, full of changes.
Wei Shiqi kept walking and came to the side of Li Shi's body. Where he looked, the Poison Dragon Sword jumped up with a buzz, and he was half flattering and half frightened in his joy. Without hesitation, he combined the blood sword into the poisonous dragon sword and used his magical power. The poisonous dragon spirit suddenly flew out, transformed into a human form with its blood, roared upwards, pierced the clouds and split the silk. The next moment, he jumped towards Tian Sizhong, three pairs of narrow His eyes were full of fierceness, as if he was absent-minded.
Tian Sizhong was secretly shocked. This poisonous dragon spirit had been blessed by blood energy and had actually taken shape. How could that guy resist it when he got a helping hand out of thin air? Seeing the opponent rushing towards him in the air, he hurriedly activated the Styx and used the magic power of "So close to the end of the world". The poisonous dragon twisted its body, but could not get closer.
The Styx Dharma in Tian Si had originally been refined to the seventh level. Wei Shiqi was attacked secretly in the battle in the outer domain, and the evil spirit was eliminated by the blood light, causing him to fall down one level. This time, he was entrusted by Li Xiyi and was given an evil spirit by her. The whole tail is full of evil energy. After being refined into the Dharma, it has been completed to the seventh level. The magical power is self-sufficient, and the wonderful use lies in one mind. The heart of the poisonous dragon is captured by the blood energy. It is more ferocious and violent than before, but its fighting skills are inferior.
Wei Shiqi stood aside and watched the battle, using Tian Sizhong to sharpen his skills. His eyes flashed, paying attention to Li Xiyi's traces. The sword cultivator's strike was earth-shattering, and it came and went without a trace. He spent a lot of effort to polish the body of the god, so that no more damage would occur.
After a moment of stalemate, the poisonous dragon's eyes glowed with blood, and the middle joint was pierced. A pair of sharp claws came out fiercely, and the Styx rolled out from the void, binding his arms. The poisonous dragon roared and tore it to the left and right. With its brute force, it broke through the magical power of "So close to the end of the world" and surged forward. The evil energy rolled together and turned into a ball of "heavy water in the sky", which was as turbid as sand and weighed heavily on the mountains. He is trapped in it. Poisonous Dragon's body sank, and he couldn't move freely. He used his fists and feet to rush left and right, and his brute force was dissolved layer by layer by the heavy water, and he couldn't break the shackles of his magical power for a while.
Tian Sizhong used two magical powers in a row just to delay and trap the enemy. Firstly, he wanted to test the poisonous dragon's weakness, and secondly, he wanted to prevent the sheep guard from making a sneak attack. Seeing that his old god was standing by and watching, he secretly stirred up evil energy and brewed a magical power to escape. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to retreat, Wei Shiqi noticed something and stretched out his hand towards the heavy water. The three pairs of poisonous dragon's narrow eyes all lit up, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood. The "Heaven's Heavy Water" suddenly retreated and turned into mist all over the sky. .
Tian Sizhong secretly said "No", and the Styx River rolled back and fell on his body. The poisonous dragon suddenly came close to him, stretched out its five fingers fiercely, and landed on his chest. The Styx River blocked it and could not break through the flesh. , dig out a heart. Tian Sizhong's whole body was shaken violently, his energy and blood surged. He took advantage of the situation and flew back. His hands formed seals, his lips moved, and he recited a curse. His body turned from solid to empty, and merged into the Styx.
Wei Shiqi said "Hey", this magical power is quite impressive, the physical body and the Dharma merge into one. Isn't he afraid that his mind will be lost in the River Styx and he will never be able to return to his human form? The Poison Dragon Sword was buzzing and beating, as if urging him to help, not to let the other party escape easily. Wei Shiqi remained unmoved. He just loosened his fingers and the sharp sword suddenly flew into the Poison Dragon's palm like an arrow from the string.
With a sword in his hand, the poisonous dragon's beard and hair spread out, and he flew into the River Styx. The blood, light and sword light reflected each other, wreaking havoc on the evil spirit. The River Styx was boiling, and the water vapor was thick and steaming. Tian Sizhong seemed to have no means of defeating the enemy. He just retreated and dodged, relying on the evil spirit. Honest and hard-working to support. The poisonous dragon used all his strength to cut the Styx into pieces with thousands of swords. They fought fiercely for half an hour, but heard a sound of water, and the Styx dispersed thousands of evil spirits, slowly dissipating between the heaven and the earth.
The Faxiang Sect in Immortal City indeed has some knowledge. With Wei Shiqi's eyesight, he couldn't tell where Tian Sizhong escaped by smearing the soles of his feet with oil. However, if he could escape, the monk could not escape from the temple. In the future, he would go to Immortal City under the name of Daigo Sect and look for him again. unlucky. He raised his hand to recall the Poison Dragon Sword, and drew the blood out of the Poison Dragon's body. It came like a mountain falling, and went away like threads. The unforgettable sour taste tortured him to the point where one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He couldn't help but communicate with each other through tears, and moaned and begged for mercy. Wei Shiqi thought it was too noisy, so he sealed his mouth and tongue, and waited until he had gathered all his energy before letting go of the restraints.
The spirit of the poisonous dragon was unable to turn around inside the sword, and fell into a deep sleep like a dead snake, unable to be used for a moment. Wei Shiqi put away the blood crystal. This thing has many wonderful uses, but it's a pity that Poison Dragon has never practiced the secret art of blood energy, so he can't bear it, so he has to find another way.
Several soldiers and generals were dying and escaping. Li Xiyi was also wise and did not show up from the beginning to the end and escaped. Wei Shiqi followed the guidance of the blood energy and found Taoist Yiqing. He saw that he was severely injured by the evil energy, curled up in a ball, and was dying. He casually injected some blood energy and revived him. The blood and energy in Wei Shiqi's body was so pure that he only lasted for more than ten breaths. Taoist Yiqing stood up to pay his respects. He was in high spirits and looked like a lively man.
Wei Shiqi ordered him to carry Xia Yun on his back and find a way back to Youzhou City. From a distance, everyone saw a Qing Taoist carrying Xia Yun down Qingyang Dun. They looked at each other. Zhao Hongtu's face was extremely ugly. He was the first to pull his horse and leave, drinking. The masters of the caravan were also scattered. Only An Lianhua comforted the next group of Huashan sect members and braved the courage to come forward alone.
She clumsily greeted Wei Shiqi, called "Junior Brother Sheep" and asked about her master's whereabouts. For Zhou Ke's sake, Wei Shiqi did not embarrass her and said: "Li Shiye is dead, and his body will disappear after his death."
An Lianhua's heart skipped a beat, her nose felt sore, and she burst into tears. Wei Shiqi glanced at her and said: "Li Shi was an evil cultivator. Jiang Shang Liu and Jiao Bai Zhan died in his hands. Evil ghosts bite people and they will never rest in peace. Your mentor Zhou Ke was not spared either. You can make up your own mind whether you want to bury his body and send it back to Luoyan Peak for burial."
An Lianhua was shocked when she heard this and turned around subconsciously, only to see her fellow disciples dumbfounded, but no one spoke up to refute and protect the reputation of the sect. She shuddered and suddenly remembered an old incident. Back then, in the Chilong Escort Agency in Geling Town, monsters attacked at night, and Duduo Tuo accused him of "the leader of the dignified Huashan Sect, but he is actually an evil cultivator, a member of the dignified Huashan Sect." Sword cultivators are actually mixed up with evil cultivators." At that time, I just thought it was nonsense, but I didn't expect... I didn't expect...
She vaguely felt that Junior Brother Sheep Protector was not lying to her.
