Chang Sheng was stunned for a few moments, but at this time, she had no time to pay attention to those weird sounds.
I took the bottle and ran straight downstairs.
At this moment, regardless of whether he would be exposed to Hu Jianqiu's sight, he ran straight to Nan Yu's side.
"Quick, swallow this!"
Chang Sheng pointed the mouth of the bottle at Nan Yu's mouth, and black smoke immediately poured into Nan Yu's mouth.
"Well!"
Nan Yu suddenly opened his eyes, stood up straight, and then let out a muffled groan.
The strong yin energy burst out from her body, and Hu Jianqiu in the distance could also feel it.
"Hmm! You're not dead yet."
Hu Jianqiu left the half-dead Yan Zhongshan behind and ran towards Nan Yu.
Nan Yu's eyes became extremely cold, and he was punched in the face.
"boom!"
Nan Yu flew out and fell into the tables and chairs.
"Kakaka!"
There were several crunching sounds of bones among the tables and chairs. Nan Yu stood up expressionlessly. Her hands and feet were already turned into joints, which was very eye-catching. But then, she moved her hands and feet again. Straightened up.
Hu Jianqiu said in a deep voice
"court death!"
He pulled out the long sword at his feet and slashed it at Nan Yu's head, trying to split her apart.
However, the harsh sound of breaking wind came from behind Hu Jianqiu.
Hu Jianqiu's sense of consciousness at this time was not insensitive. He immediately turned sideways in the air, and a sharp sword passed by the wall of his protective energy.
"Stab it!"
But he saw that the body-protecting Qi wall had been cut open by a sharp sword!
"Catch the sword!"
What followed was Zhuo Liancheng's voice.
The sharp sword was held firmly by Nan Yu, and a cold feeling came from the hilt, and the sword body was dark copper color.
Chang Sheng is overjoyed
"It's the Black Iron Sword."
She was worried about how to break through Hu Jianqiu's outer energy wall, but she didn't expect that Zhuo Liancheng's sword was actually made of black iron.
"Don't break it for me."
Zhuo Liancheng's face was covered with bruises, and there were clear blood stains on the corners of his mouth. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
When Hu Jianqiu saw this, he directly put away the body-protecting Qi wall with a bad look on his face.
"Even without the protective air wall, you are no match for me."
Without saying a word, Nan Yu slashed away with his sword. Hu Jianqiu raised his sword to meet him.
The two swords collided, causing metal sparks to fly. Hu Jianqiu's hand trembled, and he saw that a gap was made in his sword.
"snort!"
He snorted coldly and retreated. Nan Yu gained the upper hand and struck down with another sword.
But Hu Jianqiu just stretched out two fingers and clamped the sword blade firmly.
"Haha, you can't even hold the sword steady, how can you fight with me?"
Hu Jianqiu laughed contemptuously when he saw that Nan Yu couldn't draw the sword at all.
But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly felt the strength in his hand loosen. Nan Yu abandoned the sword and fired two cold palms, hitting Hu Jianqiu's abdomen directly.
In a hurry, he freed his left hand, and Zhiyang's palm met it.
"boom!"
The two qi of yin and yang collided and exploded. Hu Jianqiu took a few steps back, but Nan Yu flew back.
The Liancheng Sword was thrown into the air by the force of the explosion. As the smoke and dust filled the air, Nan Yu jumped into the air.
She grabbed the sword, but a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her, and Hu Jianqiu couldn't stop laughing.
"boom!"
With a burst of Zhiyang palm force, Nan Yu and his sword were knocked to the ground.
And this palm also knocked everyone's hearts to the bottom.
"Well!"
Hu Jianqiu fell heavily, crushing Nan Yu under his feet.
"boom!"
Yan Zhongshan, who had been adjusting his breath, finally couldn't sit still anymore and struck down with his mace.
Hu Jianqiu didn't even look at it, and unfolded the protective air wall. The mace brought up a puff of smoke, but it couldn't hurt him at all.
He kicked Yan Zhongshan flying, lifted Nanyu with his left hand, and Shuiyun with his right hand.
Hu Jianqiu threw Nan Yu to Chu Nanjun's side, pinched Shui Yun's neck, and with a slight force, five clear blood marks appeared on Shui Yun's neck.
"Let her go!"
Chu Nanjun's hair was disheveled and he roared feebly, like a dying beast.
"Haha, suck the yin energy out of her body and transform it into yang energy."
Hu Jianqiu pointed at Nan Yu and said coldly.
If looks could kill, Chu Nanjun's gaze at this moment could probably penetrate Hu Jianqiu ten times.
"You don't have to look at me like that, the choice is yours."
As he said that, Hu Jianqiu's hand tightened again. Shui Yun instinctively grabbed Hu Jianqiu's hand, and the slender neck was almost deformed by the pinch.
"Snapped!"
Chu Nanjun stared at Hu Jianqiu so hard that his teeth were broken and collapsed.
Without saying anything, he directly mentioned Nan Yu beside him.
"Um……"
The unconscious Nan Yu let out a cry, his expression extremely painful, and then, the Yin Qi gathered in Chu Nanjun's palm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hu Jianqiu grabbed Shui Yun's hand and relaxed it slightly.
"Ahem..."
Shui Yun coughed violently.
"Brother Jun, please leave me alone and run away with Sister Nanyu..."
In an almost pleading tone, she begged Chu Nanjun to run away.
"Son..."
Nan Yu also woke up, but she immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and a strong fishy smell filled her mouth.
Chu Nanjun’s expression suddenly changed
"Nanyu, you!"
He clearly saw that the blood spit out by Nan Yu was mixed with fragments of internal organs.
Hu Jianqiu's kick just now crushed Nan Yu's internal organs!
"Son..."
The voice of Nanyu was vague, like the whisper of a dying person.
Chu Nanjun's eyes were full of blood and tears, and the movements of his hands stopped.
"Well! Don't you want to save your little lover?"
Hu Jianqiu raised his eyebrows and threatened.
Chu Nanjun's body felt numb for a while, but he had no choice but to endure the pain and continue to extract the Yin Qi from Nan Yu's body.
As more and more yin energy was absorbed, Chu Nanjun's complexion became better, and the hatred in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Don't look at me like that. If those people hadn't ruined my good deeds, I wouldn't have planned to kill you after it was done. Who told them to mind their own business?"
"You haven't harmed enough people yet!"
Chang Shengjiao scolded.
Hu Jianqiu turned around, his eyes cold.
"I have forgotten that you, little girl, come here to meddle in your own business just because you are Chang An's sister. Do you think I dare not kill you?"
"There is a lot of yin and yang energy here. It seems that we were guided here by these yin and yang energy."
Suddenly, the woman's voice appeared in Chang Sheng's mind again.
Then, the man's gasping sound appeared. He seemed to have experienced an extremely fierce battle and was very tired.
"Ms. sir, how are you?"
The woman said anxiously.
The man's breathing gradually became calmer.
"It's no big deal. Although that guy is powerful, he's not smart enough. Now I'm getting closer and closer to him."
Then he said
"I feel that there is a very suitable adult body here. It just so happens that I need to talk to the Lord of Honghua City."
Chang Sheng frowned.
"Talk to me?"
"Shengwazi!"
Yan Sihai's sudden shout pulled Chang Sheng back.
Looking up, she was stunned for a moment when heat rushed to her face, and Hu Jianqiu's palm was almost touching her forehead!
"Well!"
Soon enough, just when the palm was about to break Chang Sheng's forehead, Hu Jianqiu's figure suddenly stopped.
Then, his face began to distort and appear painful.
"Ahhhhh!"
He let out a scream for no reason, and a huge force smashed Hu Jianqiu in mid-air into the ground!
A figure stood in front of Chang Sheng.
It’s Chu Nanjun!
I saw him grinning at Chang Sheng and bowing gracefully.
"Lord Honghua City, long time no see, I miss you so much."
Chang Sheng stared blankly at Chu Nanjun in front of him. Although he still looked embarrassed, his temperament had completely changed.
The Chu Nanjun in front of him had a warm smile, steady breathing, and an indescribable calmness and elegance, just like a well-educated and sensible nobleman.
Even though they look alike, everyone can tell with just a glance that this person is not Chu Nanjun at all.
"you wanna die!"
Hu Jianqiu's roar came from below.
As soon as he raised his head, he saw a palm dripping with black blood, and then something strange happened.
The black blood flowing out of his body slowly gathered in the palm of his hand, kept rolling and condensing, and finally condensed into a black "swastika"!
"Amitabha."
Chu Nanjun calmly recited the Buddha's name.
"boom!"
Chang Sheng felt that the violent cold wind blew her breath away, rubble was scattered in all directions, and a bottomless human-shaped pit appeared at Chu Nanjun's feet!
No bones left!
Hu Jianqiu, who was invincible just now, was completely destroyed by Chu Nanjun's palm!
Chu Nanjun retracted his palm and waved it casually. Like a strong wind passing by, all the tables and chairs in the lobby were swept up by the strong wind.
"Snapped!"
Finally, all the tables and chairs in the lobby were rolled into a corner. In the center of the entire lobby, there was a intact table, two chairs, and nothing else.
Chu Nanjun stretched out his hand and motioned for Chang Sheng to sit down.
"Lord Honghua City, I don't have much time, so please give me a brief explanation."
Chang Sheng looked at Chu Nanjun and said suspiciously
"Master Li?"
Chu Nanjun smiled and nodded.
"Please take a seat."
Chang Sheng's expression relaxed.
"You're not dead. Was that the voice of Sister Fu just now?"
"Um."
A golden Buddha light rippled outside "Chu Nanjun", and in an instant, a strong sense of stagnation filled the entire lobby.
Everyone felt their bodies shake almost at the same time, and were horrified to find that they couldn't move!
The hearts of the four wealthy masters were filled with fear. They were all stabbed at the same time!
"Amitabha, I want to reminisce with the Lord of Honghua City. I would like to trouble you all to rest for a while."
As the words fell, "Chu Nanjun's" clothes swelled, and a gas-shaped barrier spread out from around him, rapidly expanding outward in an arc shape!
"Wow!"
The momentum as vast as the sea knocked everyone out again!
"Okay, now it's just us."
"Chu Nanjun" sat down casually and poured Chang Sheng a cup of tea.
Chang Sheng had a lot of questions to ask, so he was not polite and sat down opposite.
"Why did Young Master Li appear here?"
"Chu Nanjun" smiled.
"It just happened. Sister Yuzhu and I have been looking for the way back, but the underworld seems to be shrouded in a layer of black mist. Even the masters of the gods can't find the direction at all. The people there, It’s like being locked in a cage from which you can never escape.”
"But some time ago, in the endless black fog, I actually felt two lights. One of the two lights was in the west and the other in the east. But no matter which one it was, the location was too unclear. The black fog The weight is far beyond my imagination, and that little light is simply not enough to serve as a guide.”
"Chu Nanjun" touched his chin, looking a little distressed.
"However, some time ago, I felt the existence of yin and yang again. For dead people like us, yin and yang are too special. Even across life and death, we can easily sense it."
"A large number of souls are gathering towards me, including him, the legendary Xing Tian."
"It should be you here. Someone collected a large amount of yin and yang energy in a short period of time, and we were all attracted."
Chang Sheng asked again
"Then why do your voices appear in my head?"
"Chu Nanjun" looked at Chang Sheng with deep meaning and said lightly
"Probably because you are of immortal blood, it should not be difficult for you to communicate between life and death, and you happened to appear here and became the medium for me to communicate with the yin and yang."
"Well!"
"Chu Nanjun"'s expression changed and he suddenly started struggling.
"Get out!"
He shouted loudly, but then he regained his composure.
Give a wry smile
"It seems that this young man's body can't bear it anymore..."
"Lord Honghua City, I helped you out of trouble. In exchange, I would like to ask you to do something for me."
Chang Shengdao
"whats the matter."
"Chun Nanjun"'s body trembled violently, and his expression changed several times. Sometimes he was like an old monk in meditation, and sometimes he was furious.
"Go to Xiangguo Temple in Xiangshan, two hundred miles outside Taiyang City, for me and deliver a message."
"Boom!"
When Chang Sheng was in a daze, a finger touched her forehead.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed and opened wide. A large amount of Buddhist words poured into her mind. She took a deep breath and suddenly woke up!
In just a moment, her clothes were soaked with sweat and she was panting like an ox.
"Snapped!"
Chu Nanjun fell directly on the table, and the people behind him also woke up.
"Shengwazi!"
Regardless of the sword wound on his chest, Yan Sihai ran over, grabbed Chang Sheng and looked around, fearing that she was missing a hair.
"Lao Yan, look at them quickly."
Chang Sheng broke away from Yan Sihai's hand and ran over to help Shui Yun onto the chair.
Yan Sihai's nose suddenly twitched and he felt sad.
"You heartless man, I didn't care about my injuries and came to see if you were okay as soon as I woke up. You didn't care about my old man and just asked me to treat other people's injuries."
When Chang Sheng heard this, he laughed sarcastically and felt ashamed.
"I'm sorry, life is at stake, I was anxious for the moment."
"snort!"
Yan Sihai snorted and ignored her, but still put his hand on Shui Yun's back.
"The spine is broken, there is too much blood loss, and there is no way to save him."
Shui Yun lay quietly on the table. From the faint ups and downs of her back, it could be seen that she was still breathing, but Yan Sihai's words meant that she was just waiting to die.
Chang Sheng was anxious and grabbed Shui Yun's hand.
"Sister Shui Yun, just hold on, there will definitely be a way."
She looked at Yan Sihai again
"Brother Mobei, can you save her? Let's go back to Kunlun."
Yan Sihai shook his head silently
"She can't hold even a stick of incense."
Tears began to well up in his eyes. Chang Sheng sobbed a few times and held back from crying.
"Then, can he be saved?"
Yan Sihai came to a conclusion without even looking at it.
"He is already a dead man, so there is no way to save him."
Chang Sheng said nothing, stared at Yan Sihai for a long time, and squatted on the ground.
Shui Yun's fingers trembled slightly, and she raised her head vigorously.
He looked at Chu Nanjun beside him.
She wanted to lean closer to Chu Nanjun, but just raising her head seemed to have exhausted all her strength.
She moved her arm towards him again.
The distance between the two arms is only two feet, but it is like the ends of the world.
After moving only an inch, she vomited another mouthful of blood.
She turned her head sideways and looked at Chu Nanjun, who was lying motionless on the table.
She had never looked at him so brazenly.
She used her last strength to smile at him and hummed, but tears still flowed down her face.
"You have been dead for eight years, and I have lived heartlessly for eight years. Now that I know it, I can no longer live. I should die with you."
Her last sight was at the human-shaped pit not far away.
One foot nine inches, so close to the end of the world.
Master and disciple spend half their lives, and their grudges are half broken.
It's getting dark, just think about it...
