The Phoenix Takes Revenge

Ah!

Suddenly, a scream came from not too far away. Yun Weiyang and Feng Xuehan disappeared like a gust of wind. When they arrived at the source of the scream, Yun Weiyang saw a horrifying scene.

Why bite? It was because Yun Weiyang saw the chest of that thing completely split open, and countless tiny tentacles extended from the chest of the chest, quickly sucking in the flesh from the palace maid's corpse.

Smelling the rotten stench that the thing gave off, Yun Weiyang strongly suppressed the disgust in her heart. Feng Xue Han reached out and pulled Yun Weiyang behind him, while the weapon in his other hand was already in his grasp. Under the pitch-black night sky, only the sword hilt shone like a shooting star.

"Hehehehe!" As if it had sensed Feng Xue Han's actions, the demon that could not see its face finally raised its head as it grinned at Feng Xue Han and Yun Weiyang and giggled.

His face looked swollen and pale, without a single trace of blood. One eye was only a white part, while the other eye seemed to have been dug out, revealing a big hole, allowing people to clearly see the blood vessels inside and the brain inside. His nose seemed to be smashed into the bridge of his nose, and his body was only the size of a three-year-old.

Seeing the thing that was so red that blood seemed to drip out from it, Yun Weiyang was startled, and muttered: "Blood-Corpse Hexing!"

"What?" Feng Xue Han asked.

With his sharp eyes, Yun Weiyang looked at the woman who was about to attack and hastily said: "Han, this thing is extremely poisonous. As long as you touch it, there is no chance of survival. You must be careful." As he finished speaking, he drew the flexible sword from his waist, and with a flash, stabbed the sword towards the old woman.

Afraid that something might have happened to Yun Weiyang, Feng Xue Han didn't have time to ask any further questions. His body suddenly flashed, his sword slanted horizontally, bringing up a streak of green light as he stabbed towards the old woman's forehead.

At this moment, the old woman giggled, as if she was ridiculing the two in front of her for overestimating their abilities. She flung her hair, which was a few meters long, to the side of Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han.

Knowing that this thing was highly toxic, Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han's figures flashed and moved to the side, and at the same time, two swords from opposite directions slashed horizontally at the opposite direction. Two cyan and blue sword lights brought along the sharp sound of the wind as they aimed for the two major acupoints on the Forbidden Woman's "shoulder well" and "shoulder chaste".

Sensing the danger, the woman retracted her hair and covered her entire body from top to bottom like a chrysalis, while Yun Weiyang and Feng Xue Han's sword stabbed at her head like a shield.

At this time, countless tentacles extended from the banshee's body. Yun Weiyang secretly cursed, "Not good!" She pulled Feng Xue Han and quickly hid behind them.

The green liquid that sprayed out from the tentacles finally stopped at a place near Yun Weiyang's finger due to insufficient strength, seeing the plants on the ground instantly wither and spread rapidly, Yun Weiyang suddenly tightened her grip on the sword in her hands, luckily she dodged fast, if not they would have been like this withered grass.

Right at the moment when Yun Weiyang was curious as to where the woman had run to, a burst of cold air suddenly blew into her ears, and at the same time, Yun Weiyang heard Feng Xuehan's urgent "Be careful!" At this time, the woman's hair was tightly wrapped around Yun Weiyang's neck, and Yun Weiyang, who was unable to move her limbs, suddenly felt the energy in her body being sucked away unceasingly.

At this critical moment, the sword in Feng Xue Han's right hand swished backwards like lightning. At this time, the old woman looked at the sword that Feng Xue Han was stabbing towards her, and instead of dodging, she giggled. Her chest opened wide, and a tentacle stretched out from within the sword and firmly wrapped around the sword that Feng Xue Han was stabbing at her.

Seeing this, Feng Xue Han's eyes flashed. Pulling his left hand from his waist, with a "shua" sound, the soft sword pierced through the air and cut off Yun Weiyang's hair that was wrapped around her neck and hands. Yun Weiyang, who had gained her freedom, immediately rolled to the side without caring about her image.

"Wu wu wu!" The old woman let out a whimper, and her hair loosened, forming a storm around her. Her long hair fluttered in the air, and as she bent her body, bright red liquid sprayed out from her skin like rain.

Feng Xue Han, who was the closest to the woman, was still infected by a few drops of venom. Looking at Feng Xue Han's instantly turning black skin, Yun Weiyang's breathing became sluggish, grabbing onto Feng Xue Han's body floating in the air, she asked anxiously: "Han, how are you feeling?"

Shaking his head, Feng Xue Han was already at a loss for words.

Yun Weiyang's face tightened, as she quickly sealed all the acupoints in her Feng Xue Han Heart Meridian to prevent the poison from spreading to her heart, otherwise the poison would attack her heart, at that time, even the Great Luo Immortal would not be able to save her.

Putting Feng Xue Han to the side, Yun Weiyang said gently: "Wait for my return!"

She stood up straight, and Yun Weiyang's eyes turned cold. The blood aura she had been suppressing quickly spread out, forming a hurricane around her. The originally pitch black night wind was stirred up, and a large amount of dense clouds were piled up in the sky.

Yun Weiyang's body trembled, and her tightly shut eyes slowly opened. Her originally dark eyes were now blood-red, and from time to time, streaks of lightning would flash past her eyes.

"Hehehehe!" The old woman's laughter rang out again.

A red light flashed in his eyes, then Yun Weiyang moved so fast that people could not even see her clearly, flying towards the woman in the air. With a twist of the sword in her hand, she thrusted straight towards the woman's chest.

Seeing this, it was as if the forbidden woman had consciously flung her hair like an arrow that had just left the bow towards Yun Weiyang. The corners of Yun Weiyang's mouth slightly lifted, as he welcomed the sharp arrow without dodging it.

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

They only saw the sword in Yun Weiyang's hand pierce through the body of the forbidden woman, and the lightning that continuously flowed out from Yun Weiyang's body all struck the forbidden woman's body.

Seeing the woman who was getting weaker and weaker, the redness in Yun Weiyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, like a poppy in full bloom, bewitching yet dangerous.

His left hand, which had always been hanging down, now expanded rapidly with the help of spirit energy. Sensing that the forbidden woman's aura was getting weaker and weaker, Yun Weiyang's eyes went cold, and she said expressionlessly: "Go to hell!" After saying that, he pushed out with his left palm and the entire ring of wind and lightning hit the old woman's body.

"Bam!"

It was like an explosion. A beautiful firework rose into the sky, and the old woman was completely burnt to ashes. Not even her bones were left.

As the danger was averted, Yun Weiyang's body staggered and fell from the sky. Due to the power of her body not disappearing, it caused a huge crater to form on the ground.

Unable to care about the dust on his body, Yun Weiyang crawled out of the pit, and came to Feng Xue Han's side. Seeing the unconscious Feng Xue Han, Yun Weiyang's throat turned sweet, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yun Weiyang clenched her teeth, and without caring about the pain from her wound, she placed Feng Xue Han's body on her shoulder, and with a flash, arrived at Feng Xue Han's residence.

After helping the unconscious Feng Xue Han to the bed, Yun Weiyang sat cross-legged on the bed, put her hands above her head, and then turned her palm down. A ball of colorful fog gradually appeared in her palm, slowly pressing that ball of light onto Feng Xue Han's lips, and she could only see the poison slowly gather on Yun Weiyang's palm.

Until the last bit of poison was sucked out, Yun Weiyang retracted her hand, and looked at the black seal on her palm. She could clearly feel the poison in her body scurrying about.

The large wound in his cup was bleeding continuously, completely soaking Feng Xue Han's bed. He slowly climbed down from the bed, using his remaining spiritual power. With a flash, Yun Weiyang arrived in a cave.

The empty cave made Yun Weiyang's taut nerves relax, and at the same time, a bone-piercing pain rushed towards her like a huge wave.

"Wow!" A mouthful of black blood spurted out from Yun Weiyang's mouth, as she curled up her body, feeling waves after waves of pain coming towards her. Her slender hand was cut one wound after another by the stone, due to the exertion of her strength.

Faintly conscious, Yun Weiyang saw a figure dressed in purple slowly approaching her.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yun Weiyang's bitten lips were dripping with blood, "Who are you?"

"Is it worth it for him?" A purple robed man squatted in front of Yun Weiyang, his eyes filled with complex emotions that she could not understand.

"It's you!" The man in the palace staggered up from the ground. Without even looking at the man in front of him, Yun Weiyang staggered out of the cave, ignoring the blood that was flowing down his body like a river to the ground.

With a flash, the purple robed man stopped Yun Weiyang from moving forward, and said angrily: "You look like this, where else do you want to go?"

Pushing the body in front of her away, without waiting for Yun Weiyang to move forward, a new wave of pain surged towards her. This wave of pain was even more intense than before.

Ah!

With a cry of pain, Yun Weiyang's legs went soft, and her body fell down uncontrollably.

The purple clothed man who had always been following Yun Weiyang extended his hand and pulled Yun Weiyang's body into his embrace. Looking at the person who had already lost all consciousness, the purple clothed man thought to himself: Why so bitter!

As if he had felt Yun Weiyang's thoughts, Feng Xue Han, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. Looking at the familiar room, his gaze fell upon the shocking bright red color on the bed.