"Xiu'er! Xiu'er, what's wrong with you?!" Yan Qianli looked at Yan Xiu who was lying softly on the ground, his eyes were extremely anxious, because he was very aware of Yan Xiu's...lā
If it weren't for the fact that it was impossible to stand firm again, with Yan Xiu's determination, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to fall to the ground.
He wanted to take action, to stop Fang Zhengyi's sword, because Yan Xiu looked too painful now, and that pain seemed to come from his soul.
But can he stop it
cannot!
Not because he couldn't do it, but because he believed in Fang Zhengyi and believed that Fang Zhengyi would never kill Yan Xiu, even though Yan Xiu was in great pain now.
"Xiu... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you..." Dao Xin also fell to the ground softly at this moment, holding Yan Xiu with both hands tightly: "It was my selfishness that made you suffer so much, and now you should be relieved." Yeah...yes, what other reasons do I have for not letting you be freed?"
"Dao Xin, what are you going to do?" Yan Xiu's body trembled, his eyes fixed on Dao Xin's body, and one hand tightly grasped Dao Xin's arm.
"After all this time, do you still call me Dao Xin?" Dao Xin's expression darkened, and the tears falling from the corners of his eyes were like rain, like waterfalls, and like rivers.
This is a kind of extreme sadness, but no one knows where the sadness in Dao Xin comes from. Is it loss, unwillingness, or is it infected by the tears of bloody mountains and rivers.
"Tao..." Yan Xiu only said one word and then stopped. There seemed to be a hesitation in it, a hesitation that was extremely difficult to understand.
At this moment, Fang Zhengzheng's sword also arrived, and the silver rainstorm in the sky gathered crazily towards the sword in his hand.
Finally, it turned into a little silver light.
It was a star, a star that could light up the sky, and that star was floating in front of Dao Xin's throat at the moment. It only needed one more step to end Dao Xin's life.
"I can't let her die!" At the moment when the stars gathered together, Yan Xiu's voice sounded again. It was a kind of madness, a kind of madness after being pushed to the limit.
"Boom!" A bloody light rushed out.
In that bloody light, there was no darkness as before, only bright red, as bright as blood, and a cold breath that made the air seem to be frozen.
But when such a scene fell into Yan Qianli's eyes, it was completely shocking.
"Xiu'er's fall into Shura... seems to have been solved?!" Yan Qianli has been immersed in the Shura Tao all his life, so how could he not see the change in Yan Xiu's aura
That pure red.
It is the most extreme expression of Shura Dao. There is no darkness like the abyss in it, or in other words, the darkness has turned red.
"Fallen Shura, solved?!" Dao Xin's painful expression also visibly trembled after hearing Yan Qianli's voice, with extreme disbelief in his eyes.
Because, in order for Yan Xiu to truly master the ultimate Shura Dao, she didn't know how much effort she spent, but the effect was still not too great.
As a last resort, she could only concentrate two completely different abilities in one place.
At this point, Yan Xiu's Shura Dao will become one black and one red. The two energies converge on Yan Xiu's body at the same time, and his strength can be said to be greatly increased.
However, the backlash is also more serious.
Of course, it is not difficult to suppress the backlash with their medical skills, but some things can only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.
But now...
The aura on Yan Xiu's body was obviously extremely pure.
There is no trace of darkness in that bright red. It is a very pure Shura, just like the supreme killing god standing in the sky.
"Bang!" Just when Dao Xin and Yan Qianli were in shock, the bright red blood light soaring into the sky turned into a huge palm and slapped Fang Zhengyi's body.
This caused Fang Zhengzheng's body to involuntarily take five steps back.
Moreover, those five steps on the ground formed five footprints that were one inch deep, and the rocks in the footprints were completely trampled into powder.
"Senior Mengtian!" Mu Qingfeng exclaimed.
He didn't want to see Dao Xin killed by "Mengtian", but he also didn't want "Mengtian" to be killed or injured in the battle with Yan Xiu.
Very ambivalent.
But this is what Mu Qingfeng is thinking at the moment.
Not only his thoughts, but also the thoughts in the hearts of all the disciples of the Human Alliance, because "Mengtian" is now their last hope.
"It doesn't matter." Fang Zhengzheng waved his hand and held down Pingyang who was rushing over with one hand. At the same time, he slowly handed Yun Qingwu in front of Pingyang: "Be careful of the sudden appearance of the demon army."
"Yes, I know." Pingyang nodded, immediately took Yun Qingwu over, and then silently retreated to Yan Qianli, Wu Yu'er and others.
"Yun Qingwu?!"
"Is it really Yun Qingwu?"
"She seems to have fainted? Why don't we take this opportunity to kill her?"
The surrounding Human Alliance disciples looked at Yun Qingwu held in Pingyang's arms, and all of them stretched their heads and started talking.
"Shut up!" Pingyang shouted softly.
"..." The disciples of the Human Alliance looked at me one by one, and I looked at you. They wanted to reply, "Who are you?"
However, they still did not say this sentence after all, because although Pingyang was covered with a black scarf, they could still see that Pingyang was a "Mengtian" person.
Such a person…
They don't dare to offend.
After all, offending her is equivalent to offending "Mengtian", and the consequences of offending "Mengtian" are already obvious. This can be proved by the corpse of Daohun on the ground.
"That shameless... no, senior, don't kill her?" Wu Yu'er naturally saw Pingyang's identity from Pingyang's eyes, but she didn't quite understand why Fang Zhengzheng didn't Instead of killing him, he deliberately handed Yun Qingwu over to Pingyang.
"Can't kill for now." Pingyang didn't explain much.
"Yes, I understand." Wu Yu'er nodded, but she still seemed a little uncomfortable. She stretched out a hand seemingly casually and landed on Yun Qingwu's chest, and then grabbed it hard. B: "Huh... um... you really have a crush on her, right?"
Wu Yu'er's voice was so small that only Pingyang could hear it.
Naturally, her small movements could not escape Pingyang's eyes, but Pingyang did not stop her. On the contrary, he pinched Yun Qingwu's arm with his hand.
"If you really fall in love with him, I will strangle him to death!" Pingyang puffed his mouth, and there was also a sense of displeasure in his clear, watery eyes.
"Who are you going to strangle to death?" Wu Yu'er covered her mouth and snickered, her face slightly rosy, and she looked so charming that it was pitiful.
"I want you to take care of it." Pingyang glanced at Wu Yu'er, and then a flash of light flashed in his clear eyes: "As far as I know, did you force that guy into marriage in Beishan Village? Or did you borrow Aunt Xuelian? Hand, this princess is warning you that as long as Sister Yan is here, you are just delusional!"
"Chi Guyan? She is amazing, but it's a pity...she has become Sleeping Beauty Luo." Upon hearing this, Wu Yu'er rolled her eyes slightly and replied not to be outdone.
"It's not your turn then!"
"Why can't it be your turn?"
"You want to fight?"
"Isn't it just a small holy realm? What's so great about it? There are several people under my sect leader. You can't fight alone, and you are no match for my sect leader in a group fight!"
"Really? Have you forgotten that this princess is still the young master of Lingyun Tower?"
"Awesome, but you have small breasts!"
"..." Pingyang's face suddenly turned red. He lowered his head and looked at his chest and then at Wu Yu'er. It was obvious that he couldn't stop his anger.
"Look, the demon army is coming!" Just when Pingyang was about to run away, Wu Yuer suddenly pointed behind Pingyang in panic.
"So fast?" Pingyang turned around subconsciously, and then found that there was nothing behind her. There was no army of demons anywhere, not even a single shadow.
In an instant, Pingyang knew that he had been fooled.
Just when he was about to slap Wu Yu'er directly, he discovered that Wu Yu'er had already arrived behind Saint Tianxu and Yan Qianli, with a leisurely expression on his face.
"Damn it!" Pingyang was just about to curse again when she heard a roar in her ears, which made her focus on her position in the field again.
Then, Pingyang's pink little mouth couldn't help but open wide.
Because, in the field, there was a figure that was two feet tall at the moment, covered in bright red blood and bright blood-colored armor.
And in the middle of the figure, there is a looming figure.
It's Yan Xiu!
"Eh? Can Yan Xiu become so big?" Pingyang was obviously shocked, because in her memory, only Fang Zhengzheng liked to do this kind of thing.
Use the original power to wrap the body and make the body very huge. Then, the original power turns into armor and wraps it around the body, making it look very powerful.
However, this is the power of blood.
Does Yan Xiu also have the power of blood in him
Probably not possible.
So what's going on right now
"It's Shura incarnation, even I... can't do it!" Yan Qianli's voice rang in Pingyang's ears, answering the questions in Pingyang's heart.
"Incarnate as Shura? Is it powerful?" Pingyang said innocently.
"After experiencing life and death, he fell into the reincarnation of hell and became a fallen Shura. Now, Xiu'er breaks through the shackles of the human body and regains control of the way of Shura. His strength is already above mine." Yan Qianli did not. In answer to Pingyang's question, he just said to himself.
"Isn't this a normal thing? Just like Sage Tianxu, although he calls himself a saint, he can only run for his life when fighting. He can't even beat me." Pingyang blinked.
“…”
“…”
Yan Qianli's expression froze, and the same expression as his was that of Saint Tianxu standing beside him. The two looked at each other, and both could see the sadness in their eyes.
What a bad luck!
I have lived for most of my life, gone through countless hardships, and finally cultivated the way of a saint. Now I am being insulted by a sixteen-year-old little girl.
The most important thing is that what Pingyang said is still true, and they have no way to fight back.
"I have spent my whole life studying the art of alchemy. For things like fighting... after all, young people are better." After taking a deep breath, Saint Tianxu said with the tone of an outsider.
"Tao Hun also liked to make alchemy, but he is dead now." Pingyang casually glanced at the dead Tao Hun not far away, with a proud look on his face.
"..." Saint Tianxu's feet trembled and he almost lost his balance.
Pingyang, on the other hand, paid no attention to Saint Tianxu's intention, but the anger he originally suffered from Wu Yu'er was wiped away in an instant.
His face became happy again.
"Come on...Senior Mengtian!"
…
Fang Zhengzheng naturally did not hear the quarrel between Pingyang, Wu Yu'er and others, or even if he heard it, he would pretend not to hear it.
After all, he has more important things to do now.
Yan Xiu suddenly broke through the shackles and greatly increased his strength. This was a good thing, but this good thing came at the wrong time. If it could have come a moment and a half later, waiting for him to kill Dao Xin, then Pretty perfect.
But how can we strive for perfection in everything in this world
Even when Tang Sanzang retrieved scriptures from the West, all the scriptures he retrieved had missing pages. Of course, Fang Zhengzheng would not set too high standards.
But trouble eventually came.
Yan Xiu is determined to protect the Tao, and this is his current trouble.
With Yan Xiu's current strength, it would be hard to say that he could be tied with him. However, the difference between Yan Xiu and him, who transformed into Shura, was not huge.
In this case, it still takes a little time to not only hurt Yan Xiu, but also to successfully kill Dao Xin with one blow.
Fang Zhengzheng tried to lure Yan Xiu away from Dao Xin.
But Yan Xiu is Yan Xiu after all.
He was unmoved at all and stayed in front of Dao Xin wholeheartedly, just like a Shura Demon God. No matter how Fang Zhengzheng led him, he would not take a step.
"Xiu, you just don't want me to die, but your heart... has never had me..." Daoxin sat on the ground in pain, muttering to himself: "After so long... I still can't leave after all. Enter your heart, is this my destined destiny?"
"People say that your destiny is in your own hands. For so many years, I have always felt that I have control of my destiny, but today I have some understanding..."
"Perhaps, fate is fate after all!"
"Xiu... I have always wanted to tell you my story, but you have never asked about my story. I don't understand, I really don't understand..."
"I know my problems, I know why I am like this, I can see your pain, I can see everything about you, your whole life, I can..."
“…”
"It's okay, sister!"
Just as Dao Xin finished speaking, a cold shout rang out, and at the same time, a sword light suddenly bypassed Yan Xiu who was blocking Dao Xin.
That was the sword light passing under Yan Xiu's arm.
The sword light is very fast.
Although Yan Xiu saw it, he could no longer stop it.
"Boom!" The sword light struck Dao Xin's body, directly lifting Dao Xin sitting on the ground, flying an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.