I'm useless, but my apprentices are all gods who protect others.

Sheng Yi's whole body ached and he couldn't bring himself to speak.

She picked a few life-saving elixirs and meditated on the ground to adjust her breathing.

Just now, in order to activate the Broken Soul Crow, she deliberately pulled out one of the swords that had penetrated her body. The blood flowed like a stream, which accelerated the awakening speed of the evil soul in the Broken Soul Crow, at the cost of losing half her life.

She didn't dare to pull out the remaining sword on her body. She just tried her best to eat the best elixir in the treasure bag in order to stop the bleeding and protect her heart.

Even so, she still braced herself and looked at the assassins who were being chewed by evil spirits.

The Broken Soul Crow is one of the few evil objects in her treasure bag. In addition, there are many top-quality magic weapons hidden in her bag.

"Sword Master, are you really Sword Master?!"

The sword cultivator shouted in disbelief. He used his spiritual power to summon his sword, and then the sword inserted in Sheng Yi's back obeyed his call and returned to his hand. As soon as the sword was pulled out, blood spurted out.

Sheng Yi felt cold all over and used his method to protect his heart without saying a word.

"She's about to die too!" Dao Xiu shouted to his companions.

"This damn thing is her magical weapon. It will definitely not be able to function if she dies. Please call back the sword quickly! She will bleed to death soon!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shenyi felt that all the swords on her body had been pulled out, and blood spilled all over the floor. The red color flowed down her thin white arms and over the dzi beads sent by Ze Qi on her wrist, and her eyes became empty. .

After noticing the blood on Sheng Yi's body, Hei Wu slightly let go of the assassins. Like a smelling dog, he came closer to Sheng Yi and sniffed, but when he touched the string of Dzi beads, they suddenly bounced away.

The sword cultivator saw that the black mist's grip on him was lessened, and he was overjoyed: "It really works!!"

"Let's hurry...!"

The words stopped suddenly, and the black mist that had just subsided rushed towards him like a crazy vicious dog, biting off one of his arms in an instant. Before the sword cultivator could react, he had already lost his voice.

When the companion next to him saw this situation, he couldn't help but become frightened, with a look of ferocious despair on his face.

But they saw the girl who had made them suffer slowly changing into a comfortable sitting position in a pool of blood, her voice quiet.

"idiot."

Don’t you know that Pohunwu feeds on her blood?

After drinking so much of her blood at once, it would be strange if his strength didn't increase dramatically.

No wonder that person in the Void Refining Stage could be the leader - at least he knew more than them.

Sheng Yi felt cold all over, but he still managed to stand up. While several Nascent Soul Stages were surrounded by the rising black mist and unable to move, he struck out one by one.

She wasn't sure where she had inserted it, but she could only listen to the screams of those people to judge whether another stab was needed.

There was a protective barrier in the Nascent Soul stage, so it was difficult to kill him. Sheng Yi numbly struck one sword after another until the person in front of him couldn't even scream, then he stopped.

She didn't know how hard she had moved her hands.

Who knows.

Just die.

Sheng Yi looked at Ye Wenxiu's head on the ground. When the head fell down, his face was still frightened, but now the head was expressionless, and his dark eyes were staring straight at Sheng Yi.

You know that you will not die easily during this period of refining the void.

In cultivation, the higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to rise, so even if the cultivation level is only one level lower, it will still be much stronger. What's more, this stage of refining the void is a higher level than the Nascent Soul stage.

This virtual training period is different from sword training and sword training. There is no magical weapon. It is a powerful physical training. The head is separated from the body. As long as it recovers within the specified time, it is not dead.

The screams one after another around him finally fell into silence. Shengyi kept taking spiritual pills in an attempt to replenish the lost spiritual power, but his body was severely overdrawn and no matter how he replenished it, it was of no avail.

The blood on the wound had stopped, but she was still too weak, and Sheng Yi was shaking uncontrollably.

Ye Wenxiu watched her struggling to save herself and laughed out loud.

"I didn't expect to see the Sword Master return in my lifetime. If word of this spreads, some people will be happy and some will be sad."

Ye Wenxiu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Sheng Yi looking so embarrassed.

He practices the resurrection technique and has strong regeneration ability. Once Pohunwu burns up the blood of Shengyi, it will disappear. With the speed at which the black mist is eating him, it will not be able to hurt his roots at all.

He wouldn't die anyway. Ye Wenxiu completely ignored his dead companions and looked at Sheng Yi with a smile, his tone was very harsh.

"Sword Master, have you borrowed a corpse to bring back the soul? I remember you were in the Mahayana stage before, and you were a higher level than me. Why are you so depressed now?"

"My head and body are separated, and I still talk so much." Sheng Yi walked up to Ye Wenxiu with his sword in hand. The silver sword in her hand was dripping with bright red blood, and the originally clean white clothes were also stained with large areas of dark red. She took bloody steps step by step, like Shura walking out of hell.

Even so, those eyes were as calm as ancient wells, as calm as a human being.

Ye Wenxiu realized later that whether he was suddenly surrounded or pierced by a sword, Sheng Yi's face had an expression distorted by pain, anger, but never fear.

Seeing Sheng Yi's appearance, Ye Wenxiu suddenly became excited: "Sword Lord, if you don't want me to fake your death for you, you can follow me back to be a killer. With your physical skills and psychological quality, there is nothing we can't accomplish in the future." !”

Sheng Yi stopped in front of Ye Wenxiu and stepped on his face, just like he had just trampled her under his feet.

Ye Wenxiu didn't mind and continued to persuade: "Look, you can't kill me anyway. Furthermore, if we die here and you survive the Qi refining period, the Xu family will definitely doubt you even more, and you may not be able to kill me in the future." How can I check your identity?"

"Although the traces of the Pohuncrow are not easy to identify, the Pohuncrow recognizes its master. Who doesn't know who the Pohuncrow's last owner was. If you meet someone knowledgeable, they will immediately think of you, Sword Master. What a waste."

"There are no powerful people in Taoze Township. You are really underestimating your talents by staying in the Changhong Sect. Why not follow me? Even if you die for seven Nascent Soul stages, it can only be said that it is useless for us to kill the sect. One Qi Refining Period and several Nascent Soul Stages have been lost, and no one will continue to investigate further."

Sheng Yi looked at Ye Wenxiu's body wrapped in black mist.

"It doesn't matter even if the Xu family knows that eight of you masters died at the hands of a Qi Refining Stager like me."

"Xu Lingyou and the others will indeed go to Huangquan later than you. But they will definitely arrive."

Xu Lingyou was truly vicious. He was jealous of Cen Wanwan's number one during the selection process among the disciples of the Qingjian Sect, and they worked together to push the original owner off the cliff and ruin her future.

During the admissions meeting, she was defeated by her subordinates, but he hired her to kill her.

Shangyi always repays kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred. Since Xu Lingyou wanted her life so much, she would send him to death.

Ye Wenxiu's expression changed, but he raised his hand kindly, and the silver sword sank into his heart.

Ye Wenxiu was still connected to his body, but when he was stabbed, the pain was beyond recognition.

But I heard a kind and gentle voice, with a calm tone, as if talking about today's weather.

"I remember that your physical cultivation will have strong self-healing ability when you reach a certain level."

"But people are people, and no matter how much they can heal themselves, there will eventually be a bottom line."

Shengyi lowered his head, looked at Ye Wenxiu condescendingly, smiled slightly, and asked knowingly.

"Tell me, if I cut you into pieces and exceed your ability to heal, will you die?"

Ye Wenxiu's heart stopped instantly.

Before he could reply, sharp pains spread throughout his body.

"Ah!! Are you really going to fucking kill me?! I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!!"

Ye Wenxiu let out a heart-rending scream, and Shengyi stepped on his head into the mud.

"It's noisy."

If he wants to kill her, why can't she fight back?

Sheng Yi's eyes darkened, and his moves were cruel and deadly.

Blood splattered on her face, and she never blinked.

In her previous life, when Sheng Yi was still the Sword Master, many people regarded her as an upright person who punished evil and promoted good. Some even regarded her as a saint.

Only Sheng Yi knows that she has never been a saint, and indifference has always been the deepest foundation of her soul.

She will take revenge even if her hands are stained with blood.

Sheng Yi knows that he has a crazy side.

She calmly accepted herself like this.

When these people came to kill her, the biggest feeling she felt was neither shock nor fear.

But anger.

She stuck to her own way and never did anything harmful to nature.

Why kill her?

Why kill her? !