The sword entered his chest, and Yan Chixia immediately widened her eyes, her face full of incredible expression, and she coughed lightly without control, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

He held the sword that pierced his chest with one hand, waved the sword with the other, and swung the red umbrella protected by the nine-tailed fox.

The sword's golden light rippled, and it took the ghost head on the nine-tailed fox's neck. The latter laughed wildly, raised the red umbrella again to pat it, and stabbed the blood-red sword hard, pushing Yan Chixia all the way forward.

"Yan Chixia, I said that today is the day you die!"

Looking at Yan Chixia's chest with most blood stains, the nine-tailed fox smiled even more, and he had already seen the scene of the sword piercing Yan Chixia's chest.

Stay stable!

"Shou, don't talk nonsense... as long as I have a breath..."

"Hahaha, you have to swallow it even if you are angry!"

...

On the other side, Shi'er killed all directions in the black smoke, swept across thousands of troops with an axe in his hand, and within a radius of ten meters, there was no intact ghost soldiers.

Even if a ghost was lucky enough to approach him, he would have any way to deal with him because of the copper coin armor woven by Yan Chixia.

If you can't beat him, you can't even hurt him. The ghost soldiers and ghosts can only get abused when they face Shi'er.

However, the two fire crows have the greatest lethality.

After all, sometimes the manpower is exhausted, and even if the Yin soldiers do not fight back and stand in line and are slaughtered, it will take half a day to deliver it.

Fire crows are different. The sky overcomes the cold and cold things, and whenever they burn, they will be a large area.

Seeing that Shi'er was so angry that he was killed, Liao Wenjie was afraid that he would even be hit by two axes, so he decisively retreated for a safe distance.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong with Yan Chixia. He turned around and saw the nine-tailed fox stabbed Yan Chixia in the chest with a sword, pushing forward and rushing forward.

To die, one of them is not careful? The main force was taken away by the opponent.

Liao Wenjie doesn't think Yan Chixia will die in this ghost place? But if he penetrates his chest with a sword, he will definitely be seriously injured. Without Yan Chixia, he and Shi'er will fight against the Nine-tailed Fox...

I can only say that Shi'er is eager to try it out? But he firmly resists this behavior of adding drama.

"Strange? Look at the hidden weapon!"

Liao Wenjie pointed to the ground with his toes, his figure turned into a strong wind, and he quickly approached the two of them, holding a handful of blood-stained copper coins in his hand, and smashed them to the front.

The golden light came? The nine-tailed fox didn't even look at it, letting the copper coins burst into sparks on his body. He tried to kill Yan Chixia first without caring about his injuries.

The nine-tailed fox was hit by dense copper coins, and the nine-tailed fox was very injured. But there were even fewer gauze fabrics now? A sprint and Q-bombing made Yan Chixia miserable.

The golden sword is in hand? Liao Wenjie quickly approached the two of them, holding the sword in both hands and slashing at the nine-tailed fox's arm.

The nine-tailed fox was helpless? The blood-red sword was held tightly by Yan Chixia. It could not be stabbed at all. It had to withdraw and leave.

bite!

With a sound of gold and iron, the golden sword slashed at the body of the blood-red long sword, directly breaking the tip of a piece of sword.

What a crisp sword, it hasn't been tempered!

Liao Wenjie was stunned and didn't bother to think too much. He grabbed Yan Chixia's shoulder, accumulating strength with his right foot, gritted his teeth and kicked out his broken foot again.

The blue light bloomed, sweeping towards the nine-tailed fox's belly.

Tian Can once said that with Liao Wenjie's body, he could not bear the domineering true energy of Tian Can's magical skills. Kicking one kick a day is the limit, and if there are too many, it will hurt the acupuncture points on the legs.

He had just used the spring breeze and rain to cure the sequelae, and he barely removed the sequelae. He could forcefully kick out the second kick, but the same true energy was reduced by most of the power.

The nine-tailed fox was eager to kill Yan Chixia, and the distance was too close and it was too late to dodge. As soon as he set up a red umbrella to protect him, he was kicked a hundred meters away by huge brute force.

"Hiss Yan, your injury..."

Liao Wenjie put down Yan Chixia, saw that his face was pale, and hurriedly used the spring breeze and rain to press it on his chest. He found it a little hard. When he touched it, it seemed to be a book, but it was also hard.

Looking at the blood on his clothes, all of which came from the cuts on his palms, Liao Wenjie immediately widened his eyes.

"This, you..."

This Yan Chixia is an old actor, and the blood stains on her mouth are the same, so she must have bitten her tongue secretly.

I envy those who can bite their tongues casually, pretending to be dead and hurt, and he can't pretend like he is twice the result with half the effort.

At the same time, Yan Chixia also widened her eyes. She finally made the Nine-tailed Fox's vigilance subsided. The plan to lure the enemy into depth was mostly successful. She was about to stage a Jedi counterattack, but Liao Wenjie jumped out.

The effort failed and the play was in vain.

(#?灬?)(?_?;)

"Sir Yan, you... you are too seriously injured, I can't save you!"

Liao Wenjie exclaimed with a sad cry, tears flowed down his eyes, his palm pressed against Yan Chixia's chest, and another little blood was rubbed. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows and signaled that Yan Chixia's play was not broken, and he added it more realistic.

"Ah, yes..."

Yan Chixia coughed a few times, and the blood beads made Liao Wenjie look dirty, and raised his hand tremblingly, handed the sword in his hand: "The Ghost King used a trick to harm me, you and Shi'er should leave quickly, don't fight in love. In twenty years, you must never think about avenging me."

"No, I have to go together."

"Hahaha, none of you can leave!"

The nine-tailed fox came to the wind, and his long hair danced with the wind. He held the red umbrella in one hand to protect his body, and handed the broken sword in the other hand to stab Liao Wenjie in the back of his heart.

"Does go!"

Yan Chixia's face was rosy, as if she was looking back. She quickly pushed Liao Wenjie away with her eyes and hands, and at the same time she spread her arms and rushed towards the nine-tailed fox.

I'll hold her back in this scene, so you guys hurry up and run away.

The nine-tailed fox's eyes were full of fierce light, and he only thought of wielding his sword to cut off Yan Chixia's neck, and he only thought of killing him to avoid the long nights and dreams and other changes.

Seeing that the two were close together, Yan Chixia suddenly slapped a thunder in her palm with her backhand, and it slammed on the face of the nine-tailed fox.

While closing his eyes tightly, Yan Chixia pulled open the collar of her chest and took out a black cover scripture. After she opened it, it was the Diamond Sutra written in Sanskrit.

"Prajna Paramita!"

Yan Chixia avoided the broken sword, held the Diamond Sutra in both hands, and slapped the nine-tailed fox chest.

boom!!

The magnificent Buddha light burst out, and a shocking sound broke out, fog spreading everywhere. As the dust flew, most of the ghost energy around the nine-tailed fox dissipated, spitting black blood on one's mouth, while retreating in a mess.

Before it was over, the Buddhist culture on the Diamond Sutra was made into golden chains, rushed out of the scriptures, wrapped it tightly around the limbs and bones of the nine-tailed fox, tied it into rice dumplings, and dragged it to the ground from the air.

"Ahhhh-"

The nine-tailed fox screamed and burst into ghostly aura, rolling and struggling, but he could not get rid of the golden light chain.

"The form and spirit are like swords!"

Yan Chixia took the big sword handed over by Liao Wenjie and pointed it forward. The sword edge shot out with the roar of the dragon and tiger, penetrated the chest of the nine-tailed fox and nailed it to the ground.

"ah!!"

The black fog was venting wildly, and the aura of the nine-tailed fox was falling again and again, begging him repeatedly, asking Yan Chixia to let her live. She was also an innocent person who died tragically back then, and she was unable to calm down her resentment, so she committed many mistakes.

As long as the villain looks good, his views follow his facial features!

The nine-tailed fox begged hard, and his charming face made people feel unbearable. Yan Chixia saw that she was pitiful, and she felt compassionate, threw down seven soul-locking needles, accelerating the speed of death.

Liao Wenjie was the same. He turned his head to look at the sky, waved his hand, sprinkled a large piece of copper coins and buried the nine-tailed fox.

This way it will be invisible.

After a moment, the golden chains of words retracted into the scriptures, and the black mist was overflowing wildly, and only strands of floating out through the gaps of the copper coins.

Liao Wenjie took two steps forward and took back all the copper coins. There was only a ball of black scorched earth and two or three pieces of rags on the ground, proving that the nine-tailed fox once existed.

clang!

Yan Chixia put away the big sword and soul-locking needle, and looked at Shi'er, who was killing in the Yin soldiers' battle formation, and muttered to such a great killing power, which was exactly the same as when he was young.

There is still a lack of beatings, so he decided to beat him a few more while it is still time to let the stupid apprentice know that he must keep a low profile and not be arrogant.

"Sir Yan, what kind of treasure is this umbrella?"

Liao Wenjie cleaned the battlefield and picked up the magic weapon of the Nine-tailed Fox, the Red Luo Ghost Umbrella. The blood-red broken sword was thrown aside by him and he didn't even look at it.

It will break when you touch it, and you won't even give it to him for free.

"God knows."

"Uh, OK."

Liao Wenjie scratched his head and saw that Yan Chixia was not interested, so he decided to stay and study it slowly.

"Ajie, this umbrella has been used by the Ghost King Nine-Tailed Fox for many years and has been contaminated with a lot of ghost energy. If you want to use it, it is best to refine it."

Yan Chixia glanced at the broken sword in the distance and frowned and said, "There is that sword. Don't you want divine weapons to practice sword control? That one is a magic weapon. Although it is not as good as my life-cultivation, it is also a divine sword that is hard to find in the world."

"ah!?"

Liao Wenjie was about to ask how to refine the Hongluo Ghost Umbrella, but he was stunned when he heard this.

He sighed that the fragrance is everywhere, picked up the red broken sword, and said in confusion: "Hero Yan, this sword... I am not questioning you, but it is too crisp and shattered as soon as I touch it. This is also called a magic weapon?"

"There was a sword god who forged five supreme divine weapons in the mountains, namely the Immortal Way, the King Way, the Domineering Way, the Killing Way, and the Evil Way..."
To be continued...