The only way

Chapter 121 Murder

The continuous autumn rain is like the most affectionate melancholy, showing the sharpest cold light in the rustling autumn wind.

Sword Array Spring and Autumn, the second level, Autumn Kill.

Autumn kills everything, and what is hidden in the continuous rain is definitely not sentimental sorrow, but killing intent.

The four pure black Liangyi swords were hidden in the thin rain, and no one knew which one in the continuous drizzle was the life-threatening blade.

The charming woman in the pink skirt was the first to feel the endless killing intent.

Front, back, left, and right, the four pure black Liangyi swords, like phantoms hiding in the dark night, quietly appeared in the rain, and blocked the surroundings of Fairy Feng in an instant.

The dark and deep black sword body does not touch the slightest bit of rain, and the whole body has a restrained aura, turning into streams of deep streamers across Fairy Feng's body.

Throat, heart, dantian, sea of ​​consciousness.

The four pure black Liangyi swords stabbed directly at the most deadly place of the monk, mercilessly and simply.

Feng Xianzi's vigilance is naturally not too low. Seeing the three brothers of the Zhao family holding up their spiritual shields, although the rain falling on their hands and faces is nothing special except that it is colder, Feng Xianzi still decides to play it safe. some as well.

Before the spiritual power in her body was condensed, Fairy Feng heard an exclamation and a icy cold.

A milky white shell magic weapon flew out from Fairy Feng's neck, blocking a pure black flying sword piercing her throat.

The green jade hairpin in the hair snapped in response, and the crisp cracking sound fell into everyone's ears.

The hastily raised snow-white veil wrapped the pure black flying sword attacking the heart from the front.

On Fairy Feng's body, there were two magic weapons for personal defense, all of which manifested spontaneously, blocking the two Liangyi swords, and Fairy Feng herself, in a hurry, blocked one Liangyi sword.

It's a pity that the murderous intent that came from behind, quietly mixed in the rain and mist, instantly broke through the spiritual power of the monk's body protection, split the vestment, submerged into the body, and pierced the dantian.

In Fairy Feng's consciousness, she saw the shocked expressions of the three brothers of the Zhao family, saw the silent pure black flying sword behind her, and also saw her broken dantian.

The dantian of the monk who established the foundation, the golden elixir of the Jindan Zhenren, and the Yuanying of the Yuanying Zhenjun.

They are all fatal.

Surging spiritual power overflowed from the cracked part of the dantian, Fairy Feng could clearly feel the passing of spiritual power in her body bit by bit, how could a monk who was used to the spiritual power filling his body accept such a situation? Condition.

Endless panic grew, spread, and devoured Feng Xianzi's heart.

Immediately running her mind, Fairy Feng, who wanted to mobilize her spiritual power, watched powerlessly as the spiritual power poured into her body, and then flowed out of her body along her dantian, a feeling of emptiness permeated her heart.

It was fleeting, and after one blow, all the pure black Liangyi swords, no matter whether they were hit or not, disappeared after one blow, and once again merged into the boundless rain curtain, hidden among the gradually rising rain and fog.

Like a ghost, a ghost.

Autumn hair murderous intent, the bleak autumn scenery everywhere, filled with a faint murderous intent.

The three brothers of the Zhao family witnessed what happened to Fairy Feng with their own eyes. The expressions of the three of them all changed drastically. They each sacrificed their magic weapons, and they stood back to back in a tacit understanding, forming a triangle shape, with layers of spiritual power shields, carefully defending Watching, to avoid the slightest fall of autumn rain.

A monk without spiritual power is weak and no better than ordinary people.

The rain falling all over the sky fell on Fairy Feng's body, wet her black hair and drenched her cheeks, no longer intended to be cool, but cold to the bone marrow.

It is naturally much easier for a monk without spiritual power to be killed.

Without the appearance of the Liangyi Sword, just a strand of rain with spiritual power easily cut the snow-white neck open, and the bright red blood dripped like red plums in the bleak autumn scenery.

"help me."

These were the last words Feng Xianzi left in this world. Facing her so-called partner, the three brothers of the Zhao family, her beautiful eyes revealed deep fear and despair.

None of the three brothers of the Zhao family went to rescue Fairy Feng.

To them, monks without spiritual power are just weeds and wild flowers on the side of the road, no matter how beautiful they are. Among monks, it is much more difficult to find ugly ones than beautiful ones.

Beauty, except for some lecherous monks, has never been the first choice of monks.

The eyes of the three of them were not disturbed. A monk had seen life and death in his life, how could there be less, but a so-called partner who didn't have much relationship, why would his mood fluctuate.

Fairy Feng knew this, and Lingchu knew it even more.

This is also why Lingchu was the first to choose Fairy Feng to attack.

Although the four of them were partners and acted together, in the end, among the four, three were brothers. From the looks of it, Fairy Feng didn't think highly of these three brothers, so naturally there was no extra emotional entanglement.

So naturally, among the four, the first one who needed to strike was Fairy Feng.

The weakest link.

It is also because this sword array spring and autumn is one of the two spells recorded in the foundation period of the "Longevity Classic". While it is powerful, it consumes a lot of spiritual power.

It is not easy to trap four foundation-building monks at the same time, among them there are several monks whose cultivation base is higher than his own, and then control the second level of change, autumn kill, four swords all at once, and kill the monks who are also foundation-building monks .

It consumes a lot of spiritual power and consciousness.

Lingchu, who controls the sword array, can clearly feel the continuous flow of spiritual power.

After some calculations, even if there is a hidden spirit pendant to restore the spiritual power, and kill all these people, there will not be much spiritual power left in the body. In today's Wanfen Mountain, because of the birth of the ghost heart lotus, the foundation-building monks gather together, and there is no With abundant spiritual power, Lingchu was afraid that she would not be able to get out of the Ten Thousand Graves Mountain safely.

However, knowing that I have monks who may be the lotus seeds of Guixinlian in my hands, if these four people fight, I will bet that no monks will pass by at this time, and I will kill these people by myself, hide, and wait for Guixinlian. The turmoil in the past has passed, and it may be possible to get through it safely.

When Lingchu first got the black jade lotus seeds, he was naturally at a loss for a moment, but he soon thought of what it was.

On the mountain of ten thousand graves, like lotus seeds, the one being chased again can only be the ghost heart lotus that caused the storm.

The ghost heart lotus seed contains the majestic ghost energy, and it is the purest. With the ghost heart lotus seed as the guide, the death air in the "Longevity Sutra" is condensed, which is better than the spirit that absorbs the free spirit from Wanfen Mountain. , the mixed yin qi must be much better.

Lingchu has no intention of competing for treasures, but she will not refuse the treasures when they arrive at her door.

With a firm mind in his heart, Lingchu's clear eyes narrowed slightly, with murderous intent rising and falling.

The news that Ghost Heart Lotus and Lotus Seeds are in her hands must not be leaked, she does not want to be chased and killed by heaven and earth, and it is impossible for her to surrender, then the three people in the formation must die.

As if feeling the master's intentions, in the sword array, the ink sword made a soft noise, and the eight Liangyi swords trembled.

At this moment, Lingchu's consciousness moved slightly, and Junxiu's murderous face changed slightly.

　I sent it in advance, hehe, thank you for the monthly pass sent by Haifeng, and the reward and refill for Huangyue.Not to mention another invitation tonight, I will go shopping with my friends and have a barbecue.hey-hey. (By the way, I will stay at my friend's house at night, and the next day's update may be at night)
　　
　
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