"Sword Intention!!!"

Liu Ruozhi changed color as he listened to his subordinates' reports, and his pretty face couldn't help but look shocked.

How is the sword intent possible?

A little up-and-coming artist, even if he has some talent, can he understand the existence of sword intent?

However, Liu Ruozhi had to believe it.

Her men will never give false information, so the authenticity of this matter is beyond doubt.

"Sword Intention, haha, sword Intention!"

Liu Ruozhi muttered a few words, paced back and forth in the room, then looked at the man under his hands with cold eyes and said, "Where is Fang Xiu now?"

"After Fang Xiu severely injured Huangshan, he fled immediately and no trace was found yet."

"Escape? In this way, Fang Xiu's severe damage to Huangshan should have been severely damaged. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would definitely not let Huangshan live.

Look for it, and you must find him before the Feixing Sword Sect!”

Liu Ruozhi thought for a while and immediately ordered.

"yes!"

The woman kneeling on one knee below responded respectfully.

"Just change all the guards here, clean your hands and feet, and don't cause too much noise."

"yes……"

The woman trembled all over and replied quickly.

"Get out!"

"I'm leaving!"

Liu Ruozhi's face was calm, and a word determined the death of dozens of people. In her opinion, it was such an ordinary thing.

"It's all for a dry meal, and even if someone sneaks in, you can't find it. What's the use of coming? The waste is all waste!"

Thinking that he had just sneaked in last night and had come to her bed, Liu Ruozhi felt embarrassed.

...

In the dense forest, Fang Xiu staggered.

"Ahem!"

From time to time, I coughed up a red and black blood clot, and my face was so pale.

Even so, Fang Xiu did not stop, or did not dare to stop.

He was not sure whether there were Flying Star Sword Sect or other masters behind him. If so, with his current state, a second-rate warrior would probably be enough to deal with him.

The meridians opened in the body were broken in an instant, the true qi collapsed, and cracks were also supported in the dantian.

It can be said that the foundation of the warrior is facing a collapse at this moment.

It’s okay if the meridians are broken, but if there is a problem with the dantian, it will be really troublesome. Maybe from now on, you will become a useless person who loses his true energy.

Now every time you activate the true qi, the meridians will be cut like a knife, and the pain makes Fang Xiu's face distorted.

Not long after, a dilapidated house appeared in his sight.

Um!

Fang Xiu endured the pain and walked closer to find that the so-called dilapidated house was a small dilapidated temple.

Cobwebs everywhere were wrapped around, doors and windows were covered with dust, and even one beam fell off.

Only the statue in the middle is intact, and only the spider web is wrapped around it, it looks a bit worn.

"I didn't expect that after a while, I came to the mountain temple again!"

Fang Xiu smiled bitterly in his heart.

The statue in front of him was exactly the same as the statue he saw when he first came to this world. It was obviously the same god worshipped.

The difference is that in the last mountain temple, the head of the god was broken.

And here, it is intact.

There is a thick layer of straw on the ground of the mountain temple, which seems to have been staying here.

Seeing that there was no trace of others in the mountain temple, Fang Xiu felt slightly relieved.

Then his body could no longer hold on, and he fell on the straw, raising a burst of dust in the sky.

However, Fang Xiu no longer cared about these things now.

Sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and looking inward, when he saw the situation inside, Fang Xiu's wry smile became even more serious.

"This time I've really lost a lot!"

Fang Xiu couldn't help but sigh.

When he was fighting with Huangshan before, the sword he slashed out clearly exceeded his control, causing him to severely damage Huangshan, but his meridians were broken by this terrifying force, and his dantian almost collapsed.

When Fang Xiu recalled the sword he slashed out, he couldn't help but be shocked.

The power of that sword exceeded Huang Shan’s imagination and beyond his imagination.

He didn't even know how he cut that sword at that time.

It seemed that it was cut out so naturally, and it was forced to cut out.

Fang Xiu had a premonition that if he had not cut the sword at that time, he might have been broken through by the force from nowhere and opened up in place.

The results of paying such a great price are also considerable.

A acquired master, a strong man who touched the boundaries of heaven and man, is unlikely to be spared under this sword.

If he hadn't been concerned about the people of the Feixing Sword Sect and had suffered severe physical injuries, Fang Xiu would have been preparing to go over and take Huangshan back to the west.

"Sword Intent, which sword is sword intent?"

Fang Xiu remembered the words that Huang Shan blurted out.

It seemed like the sword intent was something terrifying, even a acquired master seemed to have seen a ghost.

artistic conception?

Fang Xiu tried to recall the insights he had when the sword was slashed out before, but he couldn't remember them, and had some clues, but he couldn't catch them.

"It seems that that sword drawing technique is just a coincidence and has not been fully mastered."

Shaking his head, Fang Xiu gave up on his move to continue pursuing that feeling.

The most important thing for him now is not to master the sword intent, but to find a way to cure the injuries on his body.

Take out several small porcelain bottles from the sleeve.

These are all the pills he drew from the lottery.

Fang Xiu first picked out a bottle, which was a bottle containing the best golden sore medicine.

After pulling out the bottle cap, Fang Xiu poured out some white powdery stuff from the bottle, then pulled open the upper body's clothes, revealing the sword wound that was still oozing slightly.

He pierced a little skin on Huangshan's chest, and the price was the scar on his chest.

After applying the powder on the wound, Fang Xiu only felt a cold feeling in the wound, which was very comfortable.

After a period of time when I could not breathe, the wound that was originally oozing out blood immediately scabbed.

Then after ten breaths, the wound grows granulation at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then heals little by little.

In a quarter of an hour, the scabs fell off, revealing the skin inside, which was exactly the same as the skin color around it.

If I hadn't known in advance, I would never have thought that I had been injured by a sword here.

"hiss!"

Fang Xiu took a breath of air conditioning.

This is the first time he has used the best golden sore medicine, and it is also the first time he has seen the magical effects of the best golden sore medicine.

Normally, such injuries will take at least ten days and half a month to show signs of healing, and they will definitely not fully recover without a month or two.

And even if it recovers, there will be scars left.

It won't be like this now, without any trace, as if it's never been injured.

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Chapter completed!