Sword Immortal Cultivation Handbook

Chapter 125 The Milky Han Lian
With a sound of "Puff Chi", the tip of Qingya Sword instantly sank into the body of the cultivator of the He family.

Shen Zhiyu twisted the hilt of the sword fiercely, and the sword energy burst out, seeing that the cultivator of the He family was about to be dealt with.

But the matter didn't end easily. At the very moment, the cultivator of the He family yelled, and a cold, evil and violent black breath suddenly burst out from his body, rushing towards Shen Zhiyu like a tide.

Demonic!

Shen Zhiyu's complexion changed, her body retreated violently, and at the same time, she summoned Qingya Sword in her heart.

The cultivator of the He family took advantage of the huge energy generated at the moment of the explosion of the devil's energy, and broke free from Han Lian's shackles. The next moment, he swung his halberd at Shen Zhiyu again.

Shen Zhiyu was extremely afraid of this devilish energy, she looked at the crazy-looking monk of the He family and moved swiftly.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Zhiyu turned into a sword energy with a thought, and followed Qingya sword to dodge around, preventing the devil energy around the cultivator of the He family from touching her again.

After casting Sword Escape, the true essence in Shen Zhiyu's body was quickly consumed, but her speed also increased several times in an instant. In a short time, the frenzied monk of the He family couldn't even touch the corner of her clothes.

It's just that she only has less than [-]% of her true energy left, and the sword escape state can be maintained for a moment at most.

After the He Family Cultivator missed again, he suddenly stopped his movements, rolled his red eyes, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards Han Lian who was controlling the formation.

Shen Zhiyu quickly released the state of sword energy, grabbed Qingya sword, and went to stop the cultivator of the He family.

At this time, an invisible force suddenly entangled her body and blocked her movement. The next moment, Shen Zhiyu saw the monk of the He family slashing at Han Lian with a halberd.

And Han Lian sat on the spot in a light blue gown, not even hiding.

"Han Lian!!!"

Shen Zhiyu's phoenix eyes widened suddenly, and her heart suddenly rose to her throat.

The next moment, Han Lian raised his left hand slightly, and a small sign like a talisman flew up in his hand. The golden light shone, and pale golden lines appeared on the wooden sign.

"Om" sound.

Layers of invisible streamers appeared around Han Lian's body, tightly enveloping his body.

The halberd slashed on the streamer, as silently as a mud cow entering the sea, the invisible streamer was only slightly sunken, and the halberd exhausted its strength, and swiped to the side.

Seeing this, Shen Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

And the monk of the He family was naturally unwilling, turned his halberd, recharged his strength, and prepared to chop again.

But at this moment, Shen Zhiyu saw a clear line of light suddenly appear, a thin and long one, pulled away in the air, radiating a dreamy brilliance.

But there was murderous intent in that beautiful clear light, the brilliance flashed slightly, it looked like a quiet wind gently brushed the body of the cultivator of the He family.

The cultivator of the He family lagged behind slightly, a line of blood flew out from his body, and gradually, the blood gushed out like a waterfall.

The next moment, Shen Zhiyu saw that the monks of the He family were broken in two and fell down.

Han Lian did not remove the streamer around his body, and his body was not stained with any blood.

Shen Zhiyu's raised heart suddenly calmed down, she felt the restraint around her body disappear, and hurriedly approached Han Lian.

With a wave of his hand, Han Lian removed Liu Guang from his side, and stood up unsteadily.

After approaching, she saw his pale and blue face.

Shen Zhiyu's heart tensed immediately, and she quickly reached out to hold his arm, so that he could borrow strength.

After Han Lian lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, his body softened, and he leaned against Shen Zhiyu. The next moment, Shen Zhiyu felt a weight on his shoulders, and it turned out that Han Lian had already passed out.

Shen Zhiyu froze for a moment, retracted the Qingya sword, and wrapped his hands around his body to prevent him from falling to the ground.

After helping Han Lian back to the wooden boat, he first controlled the flying boat to stay away from the battle site so as not to be found by others.

After flying far enough away, Shen Zhiyu stopped to check Han Lian's physical condition.

The internal condition, which was already bad, is even worse now.

Han Lian's dantian meridians were densely packed with cracks and scars, and many chaotic breaths were scratching at those cracks.

Shen Zhiyu just looked at Han Lian's sweating profusely, and the convulsions of his body in a coma, and she felt that her meridians were also aching.

She couldn't help sighing, this Senior Brother Han is really a master who is too cruel to her.

After Shen Zhiyu fed him a few healing elixirs, he began to control the flying boat to continue heading towards the inheritance hall.

Not long after, it was not far from the inheritance hall.

Shen Zhiyu stopped at a distance of about five miles from the inheritance hall, and then arranged a concealment formation around the flying boat.

Han Lian hadn't woken up yet, and Shen Zhiyu didn't act rashly.

This place is dangerous, Shen Zhiyu dare not take it lightly, she is always careful about the movement of the inheritance hall, and at the same time pays close attention to Han Lian's situation.

Looking at Han Lian's tightly furrowed eyebrows, Shen Zhiyu recalled the clear light that Han Lian used to kill the monks of the He family just now, and a trace of doubt appeared in his heart.

If she felt right, that clear light seemed to be a special long sword.

Although the sword's momentum was contained within and did not reveal too much breath, Shen Zhiyu was very sensitive to the way of the sword, and she could faintly feel the terrifying sword energy in it.

Sword Qi is extremely pure, it cannot be cultivated overnight.

I didn't expect that Senior Brother Han had such superb swordsmanship, it really became more and more mysterious.

It is rare for Shen Zhiyu to have an idea to explore, but it is only a momentary idea. As soon as it appeared, she was slapped to death in her infancy by rational thoughts.

Half an hour later, Shen Zhiyu heard Han Lian hum softly.

Shen Zhiyu looked down.

Han Lian's long eyelashes trembled, and after a long while, those watery peach blossom eyes slightly opened, and because he had just woken up, his eyes were very confused.

His pitch-black eyeballs rolled around, and finally he fixedly looked at Shen Zhiyu who was sitting beside him.

Blinking his eyes slightly, he came over very naturally, put his hands around Shen Zhiyu's waist, and lay his head on her lap.

When meeting Shen Zhiyu's astonished gaze, he said in a muffled voice, "I have a headache..."

Shen Zhiyu: "???"

Subconsciously, she reached out her hand to push him away, but when she saw his approaching Rumu's peach blossom eyes, Shen Zhiyu's fingertips paused, feeling a little unbearable.

This Senior Brother Han, why is he so milky...

Can't do it!
Shen Zhiyu was a little embarrassed.

"I have a headache and want to drink fish..." Halfway through the coquettish, Han Lian's mind seemed to wake up suddenly, and his voice stopped suddenly.

Shen Zhiyu could feel that Han Lian's limbs suddenly became stiff, and seeing the fair skin behind his neck and ears being slightly stained with red, the embarrassment in her heart dissipated inexplicably.

She looked at the bunch of men who were about to freeze into a log with great interest, to see how he was going to deal with this situation.

The hands on the waist were moved away little by little, the weight on the thighs gradually disappeared, and then Han Lian straightened his body.

His cheeks were hot, he turned his eyes away and didn't dare to meet her eyes, pretending to be calm and said: "Sorry, I lost my composure."

(End of this chapter)