Sword Knocks The Gates of Heavens

Chapter 211 The Sword of Ego

Almost before Xue Lang broke the seal of the stone tablet.

Shi Wenxuan stood motionless like a stone statue at the door of Mu Ningshuang’s room.

The corners of his mouth slowly twitched when the streamer flashed when the stone tablet was unsealed and slid past the corridor window.

He raised his hand, ready to knock on the door, but put it down again, and then put his hand on the door, a true essence flowed out from the dantian, pierced through the meridian at his arm, and the strength came from the palm of his hand. The fingertips came out, and the strength was neither too big nor too small, just enough to break the latch behind the face.

From raising his hand to breaking the latch, there was no sound.

Shi Wenxuan was very satisfied with this, even though he knew that even if he kicked the door hard at this moment, the Mu Ningshuang inside would never be awakened.

After pushing open the door, the first thing Shi Wenxuan saw was Mu Ningshuang, who was soundly asleep on the bed.

Although Mu Ningshuang was covered with a quilt at the moment, Shi Wenxuan was able to see Mu Ningshuang’s lithe and graceful figure through the quilt, but his mouth was dry for no reason. Excited.

Especially Mu Ningshuang’s soft breathing made him more and more unable to control himself without taking a step.

However, he still tried his best to restrain his slightly excited emotions, because he knew that Mu Ningshuang was already in his pocket, and irrationally “gulps” was only wild beast’s behavior , chewing slowly is the way of High Level human beings.

Finally, after Shi Wenxuan felt his mind calm down, he closed the door and walked to Mu Ningshuang’s bed either fast nor slow.

“Did you go to the wrong room?”

Before Shi Wenxuan reached out to lift Mu Ningshuang’s quilt.

Mu Ningshuang’s cold voice suddenly came from under the quilt.

At the same time as her voice came out, there was a long sword flashing with cold light, that long sword pierced Shi Wenxuan’s chest without hesitation.

However, Shi Wenxuan dodged extremely fast, before Mu Ningshuang’s sword touched him, he had already dodged to the door of the room.

“The room smells like forgetting Xiaoshui, but you are still awake?”

Seeing Mu Ningshuang sitting up from the bed holding the sword, Shi Wenxuan Yi asked with a gloomy face.

“I really forget Xiaoshui.”

A sudden voice came from the corner of the room’s window with a hint of surprise.

“Who?!”

Shi Wenxuan shouted nervously.

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a small piece of paper with a spark floating on the oil lamp in the room. The face shines brightly.

“It’s you!?”

Also illuminated is the corner where the sound came from.

I saw Li Yunsheng standing there peacefully.

“Is this Wang Xiaoshui you’re talking about, a sleeping potion made from moth dung?”

Li Yunsheng raised his hand, a beautiful blue moth didn’t know. It got out of nowhere and stood at Li Yunsheng’s fingertips.

This blue moth is the dream-eating moth of He Buzheng. Some time ago, Li Yunsheng listened to his class and passed it at the same time, so why not give him one as soon as he was happy.

And that Wangxiaoshui is a medicine made from the dung of this dream-eating moth. When this Wangxiaoshui meets the air, it will turn into a mist, and mortals will be foolish for life after inhaling it. It will not wake up for a long time, the most important thing is that it will make the practitioner wake up but not wake up, that is, he clearly feels that he is very awake, and he can even feel the things around him, but it is impossible to move even a little bit and cannot wake up.

There are actually quite a few antidote to Wang Xiaoshui, but the best is the dream-eating moth itself, which likes to eat poison.

“Where did you get the dream-eating moth?”

Seeing this dream-eating moth-eating Shi Wenxuan was even more surprised than when he saw Li Yunsheng, and also understood why Mu Ningshuang will be awake.

Although he was still calm at the moment, he was really shocked in his heart, aside from where Li Yunsheng got the dream-eating moth, he just brought it when he asked Liu Yuhuan to poison Mu Ningshuang. Dream-eating moths, this is no coincidence.

“Did he know about my plan in advance?”

Shi Wenxuan said in disbelief.

“It doesn’t matter where the moth came from.”

Li Yunsheng shook his hand, the dream-eating moth flew around him, then got into his sleeve and disappeared. .

“It’s Brother Wenxuan, what are you doing in the room of Sister Ning Senior Sister Shuang so quietly at night?”

He asked knowingly.

“Aren’t you here?”

Shi Wenxuan sneered.

While he was talking, he glanced out the window and saw more and more streamers overflowing from the stone tablet in the distance, and he was relieved.

As the saying goes, dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water, so he has nothing to be afraid of, and he is no longer afraid of Autum Water, and he will be afraid of two juniors whose cultivation base is much lower than him ?

“I’m different from you, Senior Brother. I came in with the permission of Senior Sister.”

Li Yunsheng put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Shi Wenxuan seriously.

“Heh… It looks like I’m being pissed off by you two little bastards.”

Shi Wenxuan raised his head and shook his shoulders silently, then suddenly Lifting his head, the long sword was unsheathed from his waist with a bang, and the sharp sword stabbed Li Yunsheng without hesitation.

Obviously the closest to him was Mu Ningshuang, but he chose to “send” the first sword to Li Yunsheng, firstly for surprise and secondly because of his seeking revenge for the slightest Grievance’s character dictates – since Li Yunsheng ruined his perfect plan, he will kill Li Yunsheng easily.

Moreover, in his opinion, both are not his opponents, so what is the difference between whoever kills first?

Undoubtedly, Shi Wenxuan was as satisfied with his sword as he was with the palm of his hand when he entered the door.

Whether it is speed, strength or timing, it is perfect and without blemish.

He even saw in his mind the scene where Li Yunsheng covered his neck desperately and rolled all over the floor when his throat was pierced.

Compared with Shi Wenxuan’s self-confidence, Li Yunsheng only saw the arrogance and conceit in Shi Wenxuan’s sword.

As Shi Wenxuan drew out his sword, he stretched out his hand in his sleeve, and saw that his right hand meant a hook and a flick.

Several talisman papers flew up from the ground like lightning, and instantly gathered and scattered, turning into a mad lantern to face Shi Wenxuan’s sword, and strikes away like a giant’s fist.

The reason why Li Yunsheng felt that Shi Wenxuan’s sword was arrogant and conceited was not because it wasn’t good enough or strong enough, but because it didn’t leave him behind at all. The road is still exposed in front of Li Yunsheng by the weak spot all over the body.

Li Yunsheng’s magic crane talisman could only be used to defend against the enemy, and even for a cultivation base cultivator like Shi Wenxuan, it was a bit reluctant to use it to defend against the enemy.

However, because he was prepared, and he was facing such a conceited sword as Shi Wenxuan, the magical crane talisman, which could only defend against the enemy, was now full of strikes like a killing move. Shi Wenxuan in the weak spot.

On hearing the sound of “bang”, Shi Wenxuan slammed into the door, and the remaining strength of the magic talisman even shattered the door.

“Senior Sister Shuang!”

With Li Yunsheng’s voice, Mu Ningshuang shot like a white lightning towards Shi Wenxuan’s fallen position. The sword cut off Shi Wenxuan’s legs without the slightest hesitation.

“Ah!”

With Shi Wenxuan’s cry, both of his legs were cut off.

(End of this chapter)