Blue Sky Sword

, the blue sky sword

This time, escorting Fengyin to the Western Army, there were many twists and turns along the way, and the danger was far beyond expectations.

Even Zhuang Weiran, who is a heaven-level cultivator, has a completely new concept of manpower at times. From the beginning, he did not underestimate the enemy, but as long as he acts carefully, he can be safe and sound. Only with the support of the dark guards can he escape from danger, and afterward, the Tianma crowd escorted him along the way, working together to defeat his own heaven-level master, and Bu Changkong's ox knife test, all of which made Zhuang Weiran's mentality change again and again.

If you don't feel that you have regained the strength of a heaven-level cultivator, it will be amazing. When Fengyin goes to the training camp, you and your wife have to concentrate on retreating for a period of time. At least you have to pick up all the means you have left behind. Only by restoring full strength can we feel more at ease.

"The world is so big that talented people are born in large numbers."

This is Yu Weiran's current state of mind.

"But at this level of battle... just look at it."

After confirming the strength of those who left the scars, Su Weiran returned to his master style.

The three continued to walk forward.

After walking for a while, beyond the front, an empty and messy battle field came into view.

It seemed that this place was originally a dense forest, but the fierce battle between the two men turned this landscape into a flat land.

Sword Qi and knife light turned all the trees in this area into powder, and spread a thick layer on the ground.

Apparently, some time has passed since this fierce battle, and the bloodstains have solidified.

On a tree stump, a black-clothed figure with a pale face leaned against the tree stump, ahem, no, it was a sword that went straight into his chest and nailed him to the tree stump.

This person is not dead yet, but in such a dense forest, with such an injury, there is no way to save himself. Even a human-level cultivator will definitely not live for long, but he will only earn his life for a while.

The person's nearly slack eyes saw Fengyin three people coming, and it lit up slightly, and said weakly: "Please... give it a good time."

The three approached.

Hu Lengyue shivered suddenly and subconsciously said, "It's so poisonous!"

Before, because the distance was still far away, and because of this, the person was dressed in black, and it seemed that there were no other wounds except for the sword on the chest. At this time, when I got closer, I found that this person's whole body was covered with no less than one hundred scars. , It is not enough to say that it is covered with bruises.

And above the many wounds, there are densely packed ants and mosquitoes, as well as small bugs such as the hundred-footed golden-winged bee...

After careful identification, all the wounds on his body were actually poured with a viscous liquid like honey.

The person who nailed him to the tree obviously didn't want to kill him outright, but wanted him to suffer a hundred times more miserable torture before he died!

Ten thousand insects devour themselves!

The devouring of ten thousand insects is a very heavy oath and swear word, which is extremely difficult to achieve, but at this moment, it is condensed in front of the eyes and becomes a reality!

The honey paste on the wound has the ability to stop bleeding, which can prevent him from dying so quickly because of excessive blood loss. A sword is nailed to his chest, and it is firmly fixed on the stump. It cannot be moved a little, plus two hands and feet The muscles and veins were all broken, and he was unable to struggle even if he wanted to.

Then let him stand here like this, watching him being eaten up by ants and insects!

At least one must be eaten by the internal organs and the blood will be completely destroyed before he will die!

Probably based on this, the person who attacked not only deliberately kept his eyes, but also did not attack his head. If Hu Lengyue was right, the person who attacked even fed him before he left. The medicine just went away.

Even if you are in a coma, you can't do it.

He could only watch helplessly as he was eaten.

What's more, the man in black has all hands and feet, bruises all over his body, and he can't move, but his internal injury is not serious. With the cultivation base and resilience of other-level cultivators, he can support him for a long, long time, only ten days and a half months. Can't die!

It's no wonder that when this person saw the three of them, his first reaction was not to call for help, but to ask for a good one.

Now he is happy to die, it is much more happy than being rescued.

Fengyin shook his head, this person is disabled so far, and his will to die is strong. Although he can save himself, the other party does not know the good and evil, and after seeing this kind of vendetta method, once it is contaminated, it will inevitably lead to endless troubles. Fengyin does not want to do it anymore. Cause the slightest unnecessary trouble.

With the light sound of a clang, the steel knife was unsheathed, and the windmark said in a low voice, "My friend, I will give you a ride. May you go to the Nether and have a good journey."

There was a gleam in the man's painful eyes, and there was even a smile, and he said with difficulty, "Thank you."

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Fengyin was about to swing the knife, but the aura of the knife was already moving, and immediately the flying insects on the man's body flew away with a bang.

And when a large swarm of bees flew from the man, somehow, something in the man's arms suddenly fell out.

A sign glittering with splendid golden clouds fell to the dust.

That is... Jun Tian Jian! ?

This person is Jun Tianjian killer, golden...gold medal! ?

Feng Yin's knife, which had already been cut out, suddenly stopped the castration.

"Jun Tianshou Gold Medal?" Feng Yin asked in a deep voice.

The man opened his eyes diligently: "...Go... let's go."

Fengyin sighed, and put the knife into the sheath, as if the electricity came forward, he had already stuffed a medicinal pill into the mouth, and then turned his cultivation base to run as he wanted, and the mellow spiritual energy of the Spirit Transformation Classic was condensed in the palm of his hand, and placed on this person's shoulder. One shot.

With a bang, the thick spiritual power began to vibrate around the person's body.

Puff puff……

Countless ants and bugs that had burrowed into their flesh and blood were instantly shaken out.

The man groaned and opened his eyes. There was boundless pain in his eyes, mixed with deep surprise, and he looked at Feng Yin in disbelief. Obviously don't understand why Fengyin does this.

"Jun Tianshou's gold medal killer is worthy of my help."

"Can I be saved?"

"Help!"

This man's eyes suddenly lit up, in such a painful situation, he actually tried his best to show a smile, struggling to say: "This life is floating on the rivers and lakes bridge, killing countless people with high spirits, and I don't believe in rewards in my life, only relying on the gold medal dance The steel knife; the sword of punishing the traitor and eliminating the evil is stained with blood, and it is impossible to escape the evil spirits..."

An indescribable awe suddenly erupted in his eyes, and he said with comfort: "I know today, the sky has eyes!"

Feng Yin, Yu Weiran, and Hu Lengyue were all stunned and speechless at the moment.

In fact, they had imagined countless possibilities, but they didn't expect this guy to be able to recite a poem at such a time!

You really don't take your own life seriously!

Or... has it become an instinct to pretend to pretend to be a poet?

Is now the time for you to show your literary talent? !

But after thinking about it, Feng Yin suddenly felt that he understood what this person was feeling at the moment.

As Fengyin understood some time ago, Jun Tianshou's killer, in the name of a killer, acts on behalf of the heavens, punishes evil and hoes, and calms the world.

And those who were able to get the gold medal in the promotion of Juntianjian Killer were not on the Juntianshou list. No matter who they were, they were the kind of people who were full of uprightness and justice.

That kind of true righteous person with a bright and righteous heart, a majestic and a clear conscience, a true hero.

But for such people, due to the special nature of Juntian hand killers, most of them have to go their separate ways.

Although I believe that I have been doing the right thing, apart from the reward of Juntian's hand to cut off the task goal, the recognition and goodwill from other people can be said to be very little, or even not at all.

After all, it's a killer.

The special case of Tenderness is because Tenderness's own potential has the value of impacting legends, so the Dark Guard will deliberately pay attention and protect it.

Others don't have this kind of treatment.

So everyone's feeling of loneliness and 'loneliness' mentality is almost the same.

Especially when he has completed some dangerous task, but it has been chased by a huge force, and he has no one to rely on and can only deal with it alone.

For example, the gold-medal killer in front of him is being chased to death by someone, and he has no one to help him. He has fallen into a dead end, so he can only wait here quietly and wait for his death. It is impossible to say that there is no resentment at all.

I try my best to do my best for heaven and to bring peace to the world, but when I encounter a mortal enemy and fall into a dead end, where is heaven?

I tried my best to calm down the world, what did you give me in return?

Everyone knows that the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, but it's my turn, where is the good thing?

It is precisely based on this mentality that at the last moment, the most desperate moment, a savior suddenly falls from the sky. At this time, the understanding of the way of heaven, the belief in the retribution of good and evil, and the absolute correct insistence on the path that you adhere to... It will be unprecedented!

After all, God still sees my contribution!

All these years of perseverance have not been in vain!

Heaven has eyes, this is true!

Putting himself in his shoes, Feng Yin is naturally able to understand the other party's mentality.

Of course...for this guy can still write poetry at this time, it's really...full of speechlessness and admiration.

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up and say, "Dude~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Your heart is really big!"

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With the help of Zhuang Weiran and his wife, the hidden dangers on this man's body were quickly cleaned up. Many small bugs had penetrated into the skin, and most of the muscles on his body were eaten away.

Even in the stomach, there are worms that got into it.

In this situation, that is, encountering the wind seal, anyone who is a genius doctor in this world will be helpless, looking at this person's death, and sighing.

Fengyin used an elixir doped with the spiritual power of the Spiritual Transformation Classic to protect his vitality and stimulate the activity of his Dantian Yuangong. Then, the Spiritual Transformation Sutra's spiritual energy circulated throughout the body and continued to connect the meridians.

As for the little bugs that burrow into the body... Don't forget another wonderful use of the Spiritual Transformation Sutra's spiritual power. Anything that touches it a little will be annihilated and merged into the Spiritual Transformation Sutra's spiritual power, which in turn benefits and nourishes the injured body. Just this one hand, no other doctor in the world can do it.

On the other hand, Zhuang Weiran and Hu Lengyue used their spirits as water, constantly rinsing their bodies, washing away all the honey from the wounds, and cutting off the possibility of the bugs reuniting.

During this process, the buddy who was still chanting poetry in a dashing manner had already passed out completely.

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[When I was writing this chapter, I suddenly felt a change in myself. In the previous books, many of the protagonists were 'walking against the sky'; but now, I don't dare to write like that anymore... I really have changed a lot. 】