The Ultimate Sword Master

Shen Fangbu, below the stone statue.

"messenger!"

Shen Fangli meant what he said, so naturally he didn't care about his own life, and said seriously: "Please tell me, what can I do to help the envoy?"

"Aunt...aunt!"

Ashu felt more and more something was wrong, "What on earth are you going to do?"

"It's none of your business."

Leng Yushu shook his head, "Just don't make trouble."

"oh oh……"

Ashu let out a long sigh of relief, "Don't worry, Auntie, Ashu will never cause trouble!"

At least.

Don't cause trouble until the one with the sword is dead!

"Sense it."

Leng Yushu ignored him, glanced at the stone statue, and said to Shen Fangli: "Later, I will... set you on fire."

"good!"

"It might be a little painful."

"..."

Shen Fangli said nothing, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and climbed directly onto the stone statue. The soul power, which was far more powerful than a mortal, was instantly mobilized!

pain?

What kind of pain can be more painful than watching your own clan members die one by one?

What kind of pain can be more painful than seeing the messenger defeated and his hopes dashed?

physical pain.

How can it compare to decades of mental suffering?

Also at this time.

Leng Yushu's body trembled slightly, and his cultivation level actually recovered a little!

Obviously.

It was Gu Han’s credit.

…

at the same time.

The thousands of people from the two tribes who were worshiping devoutly suddenly felt something leaving their bodies, and they all subconsciously looked in the direction of the decisive battle between Gu Han and Kuishan.

Don't know why.

A strange feeling suddenly emerged in their hearts.

seem……

He also participated in this battle.

"messenger!"

Ahu clenched his fists, and his will was particularly strong, "You...must win! You also promised to give me a sword!"

…

"about there."

Under the stone statue.

Leng Yushu took a deep breath and looked at Shen Fangli who was looking at death. The apology in her eyes instantly turned into determination. She murmured to herself and recited a difficult and complicated spell. In an instant, her originally clear and moving words The voice suddenly took on a hint of eeriness, as if coming from the Nine Netherworld!

at the same time.

The dim light on the stone statue trembled slightly and fell on her instantly!

The spell is not long.

But after she finished reciting, there was almost no trace of a human being in her body. Instead, she was somewhat similar to the temperament of those evil ghosts. Silently, a large amount of blood flowed out of her seven orifices at the same time, but the blood also contained... A hint of coldness!

"..."

Ashu trembled.

It panicked again.

"Ashu."

At this time, Leng Yushu's voice came over again. Although the voice was cold, it was a little softer, as if to comfort it, "I may need your help later."

"this……"

Ashu was a little hesitant, "What are you busy with?"

"A small favor."

"Is it okay if I don't help?"

"If you don't help, you will die."

Using the gentlest tone and the harshest words, Ashu was so frightened that he felt like he was about to run away at all costs.

Sudden.

Leng Yu stretched out his finger, and the power that seemed to come from the underworld immediately locked it, making it unable to move at all. "If you dare to run away, you will die now."

"I help!"

Ashu almost cried, "Auntie, don't kill me, Ashu is willing to help."

"kindness."

Leng Yushu comforted him softly: "You help me once, and I promise not to kill you after that."

"real?"

"Really, I never lie."

shit!

Ashu cursed in his heart, you just deceived the man with the sword!

"Auntie, don't worry!"

It loudly promised: "Ashu is obliged to do a little favor!"

"Hold it."

Leng Yushu looked at Shen Fangli again. There was more and more blood in the seven orifices. He stretched out his fingers tremblingly, and the cold meaning instantly disappeared into the other person's eyebrows!

In an instant!

Shen Fangli's old body trembled.

With a mortal body, bearing the power of the underworld, he only felt that his body was torn apart inch by inch, his soul was ignited, and his consciousness was crushed bit by bit... This kind of pain has exceeded his imagination!

only.

From beginning to end, he didn't hum. At the last moment of his life, he turned his head with difficulty and looked in the direction of Gu Han's decisive battle.

Then……

That’s it!

The look in his eyes quickly disappeared, but correspondingly, a bright blue flame appeared.

Although it is a flame.

But it was as cold as ice, without a trace of warmth!

Leng Yushu stretched out her hand and took the blue flame in her hand. Her figure became a bit blue, and blood continued to flow out of her seven orifices. She frowned slightly. Although the pain she endured was no less than that of Shen Fangli, she still endured it.

"Ashu."

Her voice became gentler, and she brought Lan Yan closer to the shivering sapling, "Come on, don't be afraid, it might hurt a little."

The devil!

Female Rakshasa!

Madwoman!

At this moment, Ashu's heart collapsed and he gave Leng Yushu countless nicknames.

only.

Locked by the power of the underworld, it couldn't even move. In the blink of an eye, the blue flame ignited one of its small branches.

"ah!!!"

Ashu let out the most miserable howl in history, "It hurts...it hurts..."

"Don't scream."

Under the illumination of the flames, Leng Yushu's face was frighteningly white. Coupled with the bleeding appearance from his seven orifices, he looked like a female ghost. However, the female ghost's voice was unexpectedly gentle, "The more you scream, the more painful it becomes."

"You, you, you...don't you mean a small favor?"

"It's just a small favor."

"This...what the hell is this!"

"Yellow Spring Festival."

"Sacrifice... sacrifice?"

"kindness."

Leng Yushu's body also seemed to be ignited, and the pain was worse than before, but she still explained seriously: "This secret method is a bit complicated to perform, it must be guided by the soul, and there must be a medium...ahem..."

Said.

She spat out a mouthful of blood, and when the blood fell to the ground, it was covered with a layer of frost for several feet in radius!

"That……"

Ashu looked at the half-burnt twig, endured the heart-pounding pain, and said in a trembling voice: "I... I am a sacrifice?"

"so smart."

Leng Yushu smiled and said, "Your body is wasted for refining weapons. It was born to be... used as a sacrifice."

Ashu's heart was completely cold.

Gu Han just wanted to kill it, or at most use its body to refine weapons, but Leng Yushu... actually wanted to sacrifice it!

"You stinky..."

It completely collapsed and was about to curse, but when it saw its body being burned shorter and shorter, it suddenly burst into tears and begged for mercy: "Auntie, I was wrong, please spare Ashu... Hiss, it hurts Ashu to death. , I am just a pitiful little sapling..."

"rest assured."

Leng Yushu looked towards the direction of Gu Han's decisive battle and murmured to himself, "It's just a little burning. It will stop after it accumulates enough strength."

"real?"

Ashu had to grasp the last straw, "Only burn a little bit?"

"Well, billion points."

While talking.

The burned branches were suddenly replaced by an unparalleled force that was so tyrannical and almost violent that it kept sinking into Leng Yushu's body!