“Hmm!”
Luo Xue fell several meters away, covering her left arm. The intense pain caused a few beads of sweat to flow from her forehead.
But at this moment, Taoist Zi Yang's movements stopped for a while for some reason.
Luo Xue opened her eyes and saw Taoist Zi Yang standing there, his bone claws crackling as if they were corroded.
"... Is this, poison?"
Luo Xue looked carefully and saw that the bone claws were stained with a little purple-red. She looked at her own wounds again, and the information that had appeared in red letters before appeared in her mind again.
"The body of the Evil Poison Body... is the most horrible poison!"
It turned out to be a poison that even the foundation-building monks could not easily touch...
Taoist Zi Yang was only paused for a few moments by this unexpected situation, and soon continued to rush towards Luo Xue, with his bone claws pointing directly at her heart.
If this claw hits, no matter how poisonous Luo Xue's body is, she will die.
But at this critical moment, a sharp voice suddenly rang out.
"Drink!—bang!"
A solid blow.
Taoist Zi Yang fell to the ground.
Luo Xue looked behind Taoist Zi Yang in some surprise. Su Yiyao had a ferocious look on her face and was holding the coffin board high.
Just now, she used this coffin door to attack Taoist Zi Yang from behind.
The material of the coffin board was indeed very strong. When it collided head-on with the skeleton of a foundation-building cultivator, it actually caused a small dent in Taoist Zi Yang's head.
"Ah Chou, I... did we win?"
Su Yiyao hugged the coffin and gasped for breath.
She looked at Luo Xue's arm worriedly. Achou must be in pain since he lost so much blood, right
"Not yet, I'm afraid."
Luo Xue shook her head. It was not so easy to kill a foundation-building cultivator.
Sure enough, not long after the skeleton fell down, it stood up again crookedly.
The momentum did not weaken at all, and even became stronger.
Luo Xue saw that there seemed to be an invisible fire burning in the skeleton's dantian.
"Self-destruction of spiritual power..."
In exchange for a short period of powerful strength, one cuts off the future path of cultivation.
This is a life-and-death skill that every cultivator above the Soul Condensation Stage possesses, and Taoist Zi Yang is no exception.
Although Taoist Zi Yang has reached the end of his road and has no future to speak of.
But if he did so, his already weak life flame would enter the final countdown.
But...
It is a question whether Luo Xue and Su Yiyao can survive this countdown.
At this moment, the Taoist Zi Yang they were facing, although he had lost all his spiritual energy, his physical body had returned to the peak of the foundation building stage.
In less than a blink of an eye, Luo Xue widened her eyes, a gray light flashed before her eyes, and an unprecedented intense pain attacked her heart.
Are you going to die
Is she...going to die
The pierced heart was gushing out blood, but it was a sickly purple-red color.
"it hurts... "
Luo Xue drooped her eyelids weakly, and her vision gradually turned gray.
Su Yiyao hurriedly helped the nearly unconscious Luo Xue up, but before she had time to worry or grieve, Taoist Zi Yang's attack followed.
The gray light flashed again, but for some reason it was a moment slower.
At this moment, Su Yiyao subconsciously lifted up the coffin lid and faced the instantaneous gray light.
"Sizzle..."
Unexpectedly, the coffin lid was intact and was not pierced by Taoist Zi Yang's bone claws.
On the contrary, Taoist Zi Yang's bone claws were stained with poisonous blood after piercing Luo Xue's heart, and became much more fragile.
At this moment, it collided head-on with the coffin lid and broke directly.
Su Yiyao was already frightened. She hugged Luo Xue with one hand and held the coffin with the other. She was extremely anxious but didn't know how to deal with Taoist Zi Yang.
Taoist Zi Yang did not hesitate because of the broken bone claw. After a short pause, he attacked again.
This time, it was faster and more brutal than any previous time.
Taoist Zi Yang had already seen through Su Yiyao's action of lifting the coffin lid. He easily moved around her and used his broken bone claws to go straight for Su Yiyao's head.
Just when the bone claw was about to touch Su Yiyao, a deep sigh was suddenly heard.
"... Stop it."
The next moment, Taoist Zi Yang's extinguished consciousness somehow ignited a little again.
He stared with his hollow eyes, and a trembling voice came out of his hoarse throat.
"Master, Master..."
Chapter 31: Blood, Murder
The shadow of a woman in a purple dress slowly emerged, gentle and beautiful.
But this was not the one Luo Xue met in the depths of Fengyin Mountain.
But... Master Fengyin.
The late Master Fengyin.
Taoist Feng Yin silently looked at Taoist Zi Yang, who had turned into a skeleton. She saw Taoist Zi Yang's Taoism and the formation runes engraved on his body.
"I didn't expect that this kind of person would inherit my lineage..."
Zhenren Fengyin shook her head in self-mockery, but when she turned her gaze to Luo Xue, she couldn't help showing surprise.
"How... could that be?"
Then, her voice began to tremble.
"You, you inherited the true Xuanyin Huafeng Sutra?"
At this time Luo Xue finally opened her eyes slightly. Although she was weak, she could still hear clearly what Master Feng Yin said, and nodded slightly.
"... Junior Sister."
Taoist Feng Yin seriously performed the etiquette for Luo Xue as a peer.
"Junior sister?!"
Taoist Zi Yang was extremely shocked and his eyes moved stiffly towards Luo Xue.
"... Perhaps, I am not even qualified to call her Junior Sister. Master Fengzun only kept me to guard the inheritance and did not formally accept me as a disciple."
Master Fengyin smiled, and there seemed to be a hint of bitterness on the corners of his mouth.
She guarded it for hundreds of years, but when she finally died, she still didn't see the successor who could inherit the Xuanyin Huafeng Sutra.
I never thought that I would have the opportunity to see...
"It can be considered as living up to Master Fengzun's trust."
Master Fengyin's eyes flickered, and a hint of nostalgia appeared on his face.
"Master..."
The skeleton knelt down tremblingly and bowed its head.
But Master Feng Yin just looked at him coldly.
"I have not accepted you as my disciple, and my lineage does not need an heir."
"Because I'm just a gatekeeper."
Who would have thought that the Master Feng Yin who dominated this holy land decades ago was just a keeper of the inheritance left by a certain existence
At that time, True Person Feng Yin's strength had reached the peak of the Jindan stage, and she was only one step away from entering the Yuanying stage. Only the Yuanying ancestors of the major sects could slightly surpass her, and among the independent cultivators, there was no one who could surpass her.
If she had not died young, she would have become a giant.
Such a person is just a gatekeeper.
What a shocking news...
Taoist Zi Yang became confused, but soon his gaze returned to its fierce look.
No matter what her situation is, I'm going to die anyway... Let everyone be buried with me!
Taoist Zi Yang gathered his last bit of strength and attacked suddenly with lightning speed, attacking the seriously injured Luo Xue again.
His hideous face revealed a final terrifying smile.
"How lucky I am to have such a genius buried with me!"
However, Taoist Zi Yang’s smile only lasted for a moment, and then he became terrified.
"Why... can't I move?"
Just when he was about to attack Luo Xue, his movements froze at the last moment and he was unable to break free.
"With my current remaining soul, I can only do this, which is already the limit."
The voice of Master Feng Yin sounded again, and her shadow looked even weaker.
"Let's do it."
Hearing this, the weak Luo Xue immediately supported her body and stabbed towards Taoist Zi Yang's heart with her last bit of strength.
only...
"Hahaha... You want to kill me with just a broken dagger!"
Taoist Zi Yang immediately burst into laughter, and saw that the weapon used by Luo Xue was the dagger that he had chopped off at the beginning.
Although the broken dagger had pierced his skin and penetrated his heart, it could not go any deeper.
This kind of injury is not worth mentioning!
After a while, the remaining soul of Master Fengyin could no longer restrain him.
By then... it would only take a breath to kill two little girls who haven't even reached the foundation building stage.
"Heh," Luo Xue's lips curled up into a faint smile, "A broken dagger can also kill people."
Purple-red blood was dripping from the place where the dagger broke.
That's right... Luo Xue used her own poisonous blood to stain the broken dagger. When the broken dagger pierced into Taoist Zi Yang's heart, the deadly poison also invaded his body.
"What!"
Taoist Zi Yang had a look of horror on his face. He wanted to struggle and kill Luo Xue, who was so close to him, before the poison extinguished his life.
"Drink!—bang!"
Another desperate cry.
The back of the head seems familiar, the coffin lid seems familiar.
Su Yiyao had circled behind him without him knowing, and a blow from the coffin lid completely cut off Taoist Zi Yang's hope of counterattacking.
His skinny body swayed and finally fell on his back on the ground.
The poisonous blood silently corroded his heart, leaving only a pair of eyes that could never close again.
Taoist Zi Yang is dead.
"I-We won?"