The sword ghost fought hard for a long time and was already deficient in spiritual power, and it was a time of weakness.

The tip of the sword pierced the blood light, and Chang Xi's eyes were full of madness. The pure sword intent of the sword ghost was raging in the dantian. The sword ghost was frightened and furious, and immediately slapped Chang Xi with a palm.

The sword ghost is at the end of his strength, but is Chang Xi also the same? He took the sword ghost's palm, and even Chang Xi's body was already on the verge of rupture. Seeing that the tip of Yuehong's sword had already penetrated into the sword ghost's belly, Chang Xi cracked a embarrassed smile, unable to suppress the fishy feeling that surged between his lungs, coughed up a large mouthful of blood, slowly let go of his hand that was pulling the sword ghost's collar, and fell from the sky weakly.

"Things that don't know what life is! What kind of cat and dog dare to stop me alone?"

The sword ghost looked at Chang Xi's falling figure and said fiercely. He immediately turned around and wanted to continue escaping, but suddenly he found that there were waves of abnormal spiritual power fluctuations coming from his waist. The moment the riot spiritual power lit up a dazzling light, the sword ghost vaguely saw that a thick stack of spiritual talismans had been stuffed into his waist at some point. Each one seemed like a death-demanding talisman, and a burning fire light lit up!

"No!"

Eighty talismans exploded, and as the lightning shone, the colors of frost and fire and thick soil rendered most of the sky. The "Four Thousand Contribution Points" hit at zero distance left countless tragic marks on the sword ghost.

With a faint "click" sound, the sword ghost looked at his lower abdomen in disbelief. The blood-red golden elixir in his abdomen was already stabbed by Chang Xi's sword intent, and now he was severely injured at such a close distance. At this time, a small crack finally burst out on the surface, and countless small and complex spiritual power flowed out one after another.

"No! No! I have plundered the blood and spiritual power accumulated by decades and killed countless monks. No, no! Come back to me, come back to me!"

The deceased souls were all scattered, and their hands were crazy about covering their dantian, trying to plug the blood and spiritual power that could not be leaked back into the golden elixir.

But all this is futile. The sword ghost's cultivation is all caused by plundering others, not from his own hard work. Once the golden elixir is damaged, it will be out of control.

As all the blood and spiritual power in the golden elixir dissipated, the originally arrogant middle-aged man gradually turned into the appearance of an old man with chicken skin and crane hair, and the decayed aura of the mountain was even more different from before.

"Give it back to me..."

The sword ghost was like a real "sword ghost" at this time, with despair in her deep eye sockets, and her decayed body fell from the air with Chang Xi.

The soul and Xue Ni, who had escaped from the distance, had already escaped from several miles away, had his eyes twitched violently, so he dared not turn around and disappeared directly into the sky.

Xiaoyue Wolf, who was guarding the bridge of the sky, saw Chang Xi's weak figure falling and suddenly stood up and rushed towards Chang Xi. He grabbed Chang Xi's black robe with one mouthful, and took the opportunity to accumulate some spiritual power finally came in handy. A few wisps of faint clouds and mists were raised under his feet to bring Chang Xi back to the ground. Zishu also summoned several green vines to catch the fallen sword ghost and tied them tightly.

A wet touch came, Chang Xi opened her eyes and saw Xiaoyuelang carefully put away the barbs on her tongue and licking his pale cheeks over and over again. Chang Xi smiled and reached out to touch the raised curly hair on Xiaoyuelang's head, and said with a smile: "Thank you."

The roaring wolf whistled, full of joy, and arched to Chang Xi's arms with its fluffy wolf head, which was very intimate.

Seeing this scene, Yue Ling couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes widened and couldn't believe it.

The curly hair on the head of Xiaoyue Wolf is a symbol of the king of the wolf pack, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a reverse scale. No one can touch it except her, but why is he so intimate with Junior Brother Chang at this moment?

Yue Ling and Zishu looked at each other and said that they were becoming increasingly unable to see through Junior Brother Chang. Not only did they kill two cultivators of the same realm in a row with their foundation-building power, they even pulled a cultivator of the Golden Pill Realm off the horse. Although the sword ghost was at the end of his strength, it was a real Golden Pill Realm after all. In contrast, it seemed that he could play with the curly hair on the head of the Xiaoyue Wolf King at will.

Zishu looked at the two people who were weak and limp not far away, shook his head helplessly and said, "Chang Xi has both strength, courage and wisdom. The title of the new king of the outer sect in this year is really worthy of his reputation. If he works hard to improve his level, he is afraid that he will be able to gain a place among the leaders of the inner sects of each peak in the future. In comparison, Yue Yingzi and others need more training."

As soon as Zishu finished speaking, Yan Zhang had already fallen back to the ground with his sword. Luo Mie only escaped, and he could not stop him at all. Looking at Chang Xi who was limping in Xiaoyuelang's arms, Yan Zhang smiled and said, "The young man is a hero, it's true."

"You almost used up all the talismans in one breath. You kid are such a big shot. I saw you being beaten with a stern and let me see your injuries."

Qing Feng took out two Huiyuan Dan and took it for Chang Xi, tore off Chang Xi's clothes, revealing a piece of blue and purple blood red. Qing Feng pointed with his fingers, and Chang Xi grinned in pain.

Qing Feng looked around Chang Xi's body, narrowed his eyes, and said seriously: "Fortunately, the sword ghost's spiritual power is almost exhausted, and this palm is only 100% to 20% of the strength, which makes the blood poison in you not deep. If he is in normal condition, I am afraid that this palm will kill you. Fortunately, the master is proficient in fire spirits, and he is the natural enemy of these blood poisons. But you are not allowed to do this again in the future, do you know?"

Chang Xi resisted the deep and tiredness and responded. Qing Feng could not bear to blame him when he saw this. He took Chang Xi from Xiaoyuelang's arms and carried him behind him.

Yan Zhang put away his long sword, sucked the spiritual power in his hand, and lifted the dead sword ghost in his hand and said, "Put the bones of his junior brothers and sisters, and we will return to the sect."

"yes!"

...

"Master, be gentle!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

From time to time, Chang Xi screamed in tears and howling from ghosts and wolves in the magnificent hall on the top of Tianxiu Peak. The female disciples guarding outside the hall gate couldn't help laughing and laughed so hard that they were trembling.

One of the female disciples patted her tall chest and smiled: "I heard that Junior Brother Chang is a ruthless man, but in the hands of his master, he was not obedient to him..."

"Bang!"

Before she finished speaking, another female disciple raised her jade hand while she was not paying attention and slapped her buttocks, which made the female disciple exclaim. She said dissatisfied: "I heard that Junior Brother Chang's injuries were caused by performing a sect mission. The junior brother's roots and bones have not yet grown, and leaving hidden injuries will affect his future practice. Master is compassionate to help his junior brother heal his injuries. How come he becomes a junior brother who is dealt with by his master? It should be beaten."

In the hall, Yun You's low-collared and tulle bust with exposed shoulders was casually hung, bright red and white, and it was particularly cool. Under his plump thighs, he could see the traces of the formation illuminating red and orange light from time to time. Straws of fire-fire spiritual power that could be seen visible to the naked eye breathing with the rhythm of the formation, flying towards Yun You's fingertips. Yun You's face turned slightly red, and water mist rose on his delicate body, and the fragrant sweat rolled down along his shoulders, sank into the unfathomable uprightness on his chest.

Chang Xi was naked and cross-legged with Yunyou, so he had no chance to see this beautiful scene. He saw that from his shoulders to his waist, he was densely covered with dark red blood spots. The blood spots surging from time to time were bulging and bloating, and the richness of them was already black and purple.

Yunyou's scented flame talisman seal flashed slightly between his forehead, and the extremely pure fire spirit power leaping at his fingertips instantly gathered into a bunch, and his ten fingers were green one after another.

As each finger lightly tapped the deep purple place of the bulging, the pure fire spirit instantly burned the blood poison accumulated in the blood spots to nothingness. A faint sound of resentment flashed in the burning blue smoke, Yunyou's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the fire flashed in his beautiful eyes, and the resentment sound suddenly stopped.

All of this is just a blink of an eye for Yun You, who has a profound cultivation, but Chang Xi is not so uncomfortable. The extremely burning fire will cause unimaginable pain every time. Although the fire flame is magical and will not leave any trace when touching the skin, the continuous severe pain is not fake.

Chang Xi gritted his teeth and stopped making a sound after surviving the initial pain. As the last blood spot on his back was cleaned up, Chang Xi was already sweating profusely and panting.

His fingers slashed Chang Xi's clear back and confirmed that the blood poison accumulated in it had been removed. Yun You raised his hand and gently brushed a whirlwind. The cool breeze blew, and the burning breath in the hall dissipated. He spread his arms and said lazyly: "If your cultivation is more advanced, there is no need to be such a problem. The fire flame spiritual power is too domineering, and your bones are not mature. If there is any mistake, it will hurt your origin. I will also use the flame array to help you eliminate poison. You kid must remember my painstaking efforts."

Chang Xi obediently said "um" and naturally knew that the master was doing it for his own good.

Yun You stood up and said from Gu Zide: "There are many sects that use blood as a medium and practice it. The palm you are hit contains extremely strong blood poison. Do you think that the palm of the Golden Pill Realm is just a simple force? Not to mention that the blood poison has a lot of resentment, it is obvious that it is cultivated with a vicious method that goes against heaven and harmony. If it weren't for your roots and bones, you would feel good if you were not good enough, and it would take a few days to get the poison out of the past."

"So amazing?"

Chang Xi was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized the power of blood poison. He touched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Yun You couldn't help but laugh, looking at Chang Xi who was giggling in front of her, and there was no trace of Yan Zhang's unparalleled appearance. But soon she put away her smile and frowned slightly in her slender eyebrows.
Chapter completed!