Breaking through Thunderbolt with martial arts

Chapter 142 The Dying Xi Duanhong

The three famous strikers confronted the sacred artifacts of the three religions, and the battle situation reached its extreme in an instant.

The chess player stood outside the battlefield, watching the development of the battle coldly, but he wanted to see what tricks the ghost qi master was playing.

Jian Zhiji, whose control has been strengthened, can only restrain Xi Duanhong, and has no scruples against other people. As the fierce battle is in full swing, Jian Zhiji's sword moves become more and more fierce, and his ultimate moves are repeated.

On the other hand, the three of Yulijing were scruples and did not dare to use their full strength, so they were already at a disadvantage.

At this moment, the murmuring killing sound echoed in his mind, Jian Zhiji's sword move changed sharply, forcefully retreating Yuli Sutra and Mo Qingchi, and then smashed the sword in Xi Wudu's hand with a single sword, in Sui Wudu's shock, Tian Ke Mingjian is about to pass on.

At this moment, Xi Duanhong in the thatched cottage did not know when to wake up, and stood in front of Sui Wuyuan for a moment.

puff...

Piercing his chest with a sword, Sui was stunned on the spot for no reason, tears gushed out of his eyes just a few feet away from the sword, and let out an unbelievable mournful roar.

The rapid change of the situation was unexpected, and the chess players were also stunned on the spot.

"For no reason...you must help Huo'er recover, you must not complain, cough cough..."

Blood was bleeding from the corner of Xi Duanhong's mouth, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his vitality was fading away.

"Let her take this pill first!"

At this moment, the chess player approached, holding a pill in his hand, which was Xumingwan.

Under the crisis of life and death, few people could not suspect that Xi Duanhong's injury improved as the pill entered his abdomen, and a happy expression suddenly appeared on Sui Wuyuan's face.

"Hey, with a sword poured into the chest, even the Xuming Pill can only extend life, but it can't save life."

The chess player sighed, shook his head and said.

Tianke Mingjian is already powerful. In the original play, even if Qi Qi was sealed with a sword, he could not survive with his special physique, let alone Xi Duanhong.

The beacon fire sword energy had already destroyed Xi Duanhong's heart veins, unless he could be treated with life-returning golden elixir and other divine elixirs.

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Unable to accept the blow for no reason, Jian Zhiji was also strongly stimulated by Xi Duanhong's serious injury, and once again broke free from the forcible control and suppression of him by the Ghost Qi Lord, knelt in front of Xi Duanhong, making a hoarse roar.

"Bring it back to Confucianism first, and then find a cure?"

Yu Lijing didn't expect the ending to be like this, so he could only say so with a calm face.

"Xi Duanhong is a person who deserved to die long ago. Now that the Confucian sect has captured this person, it's time to sort out the mystery of the holy sword, right?"

At this time, someone in the Taoist door spoke.

"Yes, since the culprit has been captured, should Confucianism enforce the law impartially, punish the person who stole the sword, and return the holy sword?"

People of Buddhism and Taoism have different opinions and put pressure on it again.

Yulijing seems immature and gentle, and is jokingly called a baby by fellow Taoists, but he is extremely capable and decisive in doing things. Faced with persecution from the two sects, he stood up to protect him. Answering the questions of Buddhism and Taoism, why are you so anxious?"

Sheng Daotian and Jing Yanfu also scolded, telling the disciples to be calm, and then said, "Then let's wait for the good news of Confucianism."

As the members of the two religions left, Xi Wudu thanked the chess player, Xi Wudu hugged Xi Duanhong, Mo Qingchi pressed the holy sword back into his chest again, and the soulless sword returned to Confucianism together.

On the other side, Hate Wufeng has returned to Kuigu Mountain to look for the whereabouts of the Ghost Qi Lord.

Although he has expectations for what Guan Jiuzhou said, but after going through all kinds of things, it is difficult for him to believe in a person, not to mention, he has an enmity with Shanhai Qicheng, so he is extremely wary of Yuan Wuji.

And at this moment, the voice of the ghost unicorn suddenly appeared, "Hate Wufeng, are you going to betray the ghost?"

"It doesn't matter betrayal, you and I are just cooperating." Hate Wufeng said indifferently.

"Hahaha, then do you believe that Guan Jiuzhou can cure Jing Chuyi? Even if he can, will he really save him?" Speaking of this, the ghost lord sneered sinisterly, "He just wants to use Jing Chuyi as an example. Threatening to control you to fight for him."

"So what? Aren't you the same?" Hate Wufeng said coldly, frowning.

For Jing Chuyi's sake, he doesn't mind who he fights for, and he doesn't mind who he kills.

"This is different. You killed Mr. Yuan indirectly. You must know that Mr. Yuan is a capable general under Guan Jiuzhou's subordinates. Are you sure that he will really help you?"

The ghost unicorn master also saw the hidden worry of Hate Wufeng, so he continued: "And you can't easily see Jing Chuyi now, and you don't know whether she is dead or alive, but if you cooperate with the ghost, Jing Chuyi will always be by your side. By your side, you can know Jing Chuyi's health status at any time!"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Hate Wufeng clenched the Ling Ye Dao at his waist, suppressed his depression and shouted, "If you want me to deal with Guan Jiuzhou for you, then you have made a mistake."

"Don't worry, Jing Chuyi is in their hands. Naturally, you won't target him. Now that Jianzhiji has been captured by the Confucian sect, what I want is for you to rescue him. After finishing this matter, the ghost will hand over the remaining medicine pills to him. Here it is, as for whether you use it or not, it’s up to you, but it’s always good to have an extra insurance.”

After saying this, the voice of Ghost Qi Master disappeared, because he was confident that although Hate Wufeng would not trust him, he would also not trust Guan Kyushu, and would definitely do something.

Not long after Yulijing and others returned to the ancient road of Defeng, Mo Qingchi said solemnly: "Xi Duanhong's injuries have been found out. Apart from the fatal sword wound on her chest, there is still an evil spirit in her body. The evil spirit was similar to that of Jian Zhiji, maybe Xi Duanhong had been plotted against him long ago, and that's why he woke up by such a coincidence.

I have seen many strange things in the Wonders of the Mountains and Seas before, and there are even life-saving golden pills left there. Maybe I can go to the Wonders of the Mountains and Seas to find a cure. "

"Do you want to see Kyushu?"

After thinking about it for a while, Yu Lijing nodded slightly, "You can try it, but although Xi Duanhong's injury is temporarily suppressed, I'm afraid he can't last long, and the black hands behind the scenes are always watching Confucianism, and it's okay to go out alone for no reason. It's safe, you and Wu Yuan will go with Xi Duanhong."

Just when the two left Defeng Ancient Road with Xi Duanhong, who was seriously injured and unconscious, Hate Wufeng came to kill him with a knife.

At this moment, they don't know the relationship between Hate Wufeng and Guan Jiuzhou, but they know that Hate Wufeng and Jian Zhiji had besieged and killed Mr. Yuan together, and they were all related to the mastermind behind the scenes, and the war broke out.

Jian Zhiji, who was forcibly suppressed, also received a mysterious command to break through the seal and kill into the Confucian sect, trying to find Xi Duanhong.

At this moment, Yu Lijing is the only master in the Defeng Ancient Path. Although he cooperates with the disciples of Haofa Xiutang, he is still at a disadvantage.

The magic knife flees to the purple scales, and the prison dragon evacuates the underworld; the holy sword absorbs the essence, turning into a raging sun.

The magic knife and the holy sword opened the killing front, and the Confucian sect suffered heavy casualties immediately, and Shu Daoju, who was still left behind to lure the real murderer, died tragically under the magic knife.

Only a look of astonishment and disbelief remained.

Evidently he himself did not expect to die like this.

"Not good!"

The death of Shu Daozhu meant that there was another clue to track down the man behind the scenes, but Yu Lijing soon had no time to take care of this matter, and the siege of the magic knife and holy sword made him useless.

Just at the moment of crisis, a poem title suddenly sounded, "Ping swallows the boundless expanse, spits out neon lights, swordsman and enemy, amazed from the chest. Sigh, people are crazy about the sky, the earth and the sky."

"The previous missions were too difficult to take revenge, today, let me try your single striker again!"

Sigh Qi is holding the silver-white Greedy Wolf Sword, and the blade of the sword reveals a fierce aura that devours the sky and the sun. After all, this sword is a peerless artifact from "Fengyun". It is one of the seven dragon-slaying weapons. In addition, the Heaven, Earth and Sky Sword he used before is not weak.

The sword roared, the holy sword spewed out its peerless sharpness, and the two swords clashed, making an ear-piercing sound.

Without the help of Jian Zhiji, Yu Lijing could fight Hate Wufeng freely.

The pure white long sword in his hand contained a pure aura of grandeur, which was exactly the opposite of the evil attribute of the magic knife, and made a fierce noise when it collided.

"People have been rescued, let's go!"

Hate Wufeng didn't want to fight for Guiqi's master. What he wanted was a medicine to heal Jing Chuyi, to add an insurance for himself. When the goal was achieved, he didn't hesitate anymore. The magic knife slashed towards Tan Qiqi, opening the life door for Jian Zhiji, and then the two disappeared together.

"Damn it, Jian Zhiji was rescued as soon as he was brought back, this matter is troublesome." With the disappearance of Hate Wu Peak and Jian Zhiji, a Confucian disciple said unwillingly.

"If Buddhism and Taoism hear about this matter, they will definitely not let it go."

"All right!"

Yu Lijing raised his hand slightly to stop the useless remarks, and then said to Tan Qiqi: "Thank you for your shot this time, I saw you by the side of the chess player before, are you going to send a message for the chess player this time?"

Tan Qiqi shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked calmly: "Don't Confucianism welcome me back?"

"Oh? It's a good thing that you can return to nature."

Yu Lijing's eyes moved slightly, but he said with a smile: "Nowadays, Confucianism is short of masters. I believe that Shengsi will be very happy to hear the news of your return when he comes back."

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