Jin Guangyao gritted his teeth and took a few shots on the broken arm. He lost too much blood and was dizzy. Suddenly, he saw Nie Mingjue take a step towards him, his eyes fixed on him, and he was instantly lost. Su She, who was beside him, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and shouted exhaustively, "Idiot! What are you still doing! Stop him! Stop that thing at the door!"
The cultivators of the Lanling Jin Sect who had been wandering in the sky for a long time then surrounded them with their swords, and the first two were immediately knocked away by Nie MingJue with a single palm. Jin Guangyao sprinkled medicinal powder on the broken hand with his left hand, but the medicinal powder was immediately washed away by the bloodstream. With tears in his eyes, he tore his clothes, trying to bandage to stop the bleeding, but his left hand was burned by the poisonous smoke from the coffin and the black box. . Su She scrambled towards him and tore off his white clothes to wrap him up. It happened that Lan Xichen was protecting Nie Huaisang and retreated to a safe place. Su She touched the excess ointment and powder all over his body, but he couldn't touch it, so he said to Lan Xichen. : "Sect Master Lan! Sect Master Lan, do you have any medicine? Please help, Sect Master has always treated you with courtesy, so you should do me a favor!"
Lan XiChen saw Jin GuangYao almost fainted, and his eyes showed a slight unbearable look. At this moment, just listening to the screams, Nie MingJue attacked with a heavy punch, smashing the three cultivators into blood-red flesh in one go!
Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji stood in front of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling, Wei Wuxian said, "Wen Ning! How did you meet him?!"
After Wen Ning took the hand, he went to pick up the broken leg and said, "You asked me to find Mr. Lan. I couldn't find it in the inn, so I had to go out to find it on the street. Before I met Mr. Lan, I saw Chi Feng. Zun was walking on the street, as if he was looking for something. The group of homeless children saw him and didn't know the danger. They thought they were the same as me, and went up to harass. Chi Fengzun was completely clueless. Fighting with him all the way here..."
Why he didn't find Lan Wangji in the inn, Wei Wuxian didn't need to ask. He couldn't sleep next to Lan Wangji, could the Lan family be able to sleep next to him? He must have gone out for a walk, and then met the fairy who went out to rescue soldiers with his tail tucked. This sudden thunderstorm must have started after Wen Ning and Nie MingJue fought.
This kind of "corpse" originally called the yin to gather evil, not to mention two extraordinary corpses!
Although the monks from the Lanling Jin Sect were no match for Nie Mingjue, they continued to charge forward bravely. However, their swords slashed at Nie Mingjue as if they had been slashed by fine steel, and they couldn't even cut out a single bloody mouth. Nie Huaisang leaned out from behind Lan XiChen, and said with fear and anticipation, "Big Brother, I, I am..."
Nie Mingjue's pupil-less eyes widened angrily, and grabbed him suddenly, Lan XiChen bowed his head slightly, cracked the ice and whimpered, and Nie Mingjue's body froze.
Lan XiChen said, "Big brother, this is Huaisang!"
Nie Huaisang said, "Big brother doesn't even recognize me..."
Wei WuXian said, "He doesn't even recognize you, he doesn't even recognize who he is now!" Nie MingJue is already a corpse driven by monstrous resentment. After a moment of grooming, he stepped forward to fight again. But Wen Ning's resentment was not as deep as he was, and his stature was not as tall as his, and Wei Wuxian's flute was cracked, so he couldn't bless him, and he fell slightly. Jin Guangyao, who was lying on the ground, was able to stop the bleeding with his severed hand. Su She got up and put him on his back, wanting to escape while Nie MingJue vigilantly noticed them again and sent Wen Ning flying away. , strode towards Jin Guangyao. Jin Ling lost his voice: "Uncle! Run!"
When Jiang Cheng saw that he actually warned the enemy, he slapped him on the back of the head and shouted angrily, "Shut up!"
Jin Ling was slapped before he woke up, but after all, he was the little uncle who watched him grow up. In the past ten years, Jin Guangyao couldn't say anything bad about him, seeing him he might die tragically in this murderous corpse. Subordinate, in a hurry, he blurted out. And when Nie MingJue heard his voice, he turned his head in confusion. Wei Wuxian's heart tightened, and he whispered, "It's broken!"
Nie MingJue was now a murderous corpse, and of course he was most angry with his enemy Jin GuangYao. But it is not by the eyes to distinguish a person from a corpse!
Jin Guangyao and Jin Ling are closely related by blood. From the dead creature's point of view, there are some similarities in the breath and blood of these two great living beings. If it is in a chaotic state, it is even more difficult to distinguish. At this moment, Jin Guangyao's arm was broken, blood was flowing, the weather was weak, and he was half-dead, while Jin Ling was alive and kicking. Nie Mingjue's dead brain, which was not thinking, was naturally more interested in him.
Lan Wangji repelled Bichen and hit Nie Mingjue directly in the heart, but as expected, the point of the sword stabbed him in the chest and stopped. Nie MingJue lowered his head to see the sparkling sword, roared, and reached out to grab it. Lan WangJi immediately recalled Bichen and flew into the scabbard with a slamming sound, letting him grab the empty space. The qin was pulled out and held in the palm of the hand. Without delay, Ling Ling played a few times. Lan XiChen also brought the cracked ice to his lips again. Wei WuXian waved out more than fifty talismans and threw them all at Nie MingJue. However, before those talismans were close to Nie Mingjue's body, they were ignited by his resentment and burned to ashes in the air!
Nie MingJue roared and grabbed Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling had already retreated to the corner, and there was no way to retreat, Jiang Cheng had no choice but to stuff Jin Ling behind him, and pulled out the three poisons that were temporarily unable to use his spiritual power. Head to head to meet. The qinxiao has been played in unison, but I am afraid it will be too late!
Nie MingJue's heavy punch pierced through a body.
But this body is neither Jiang Cheng nor Jin Ling.
Wen Ning stood in the corner of the wall, in front of the two of them, grabbing Nie Mingjue's steel-like arm with both hands, and slowly pulled him out of his chest, leaving a huge transparent hole. Bleeding, only a little black visceral debris fell out.
Wei WuXian said, "Wen Ning!!!"
Jiang Cheng, on the other hand, looked like he wished he had gone mad on the spot.
He said, "You? You?!"
The punch was so powerful that it not only pierced Wen Ning's chest, but also shattered part of his glottis. He fell down without saying a word.
In this position, he just fell on top of Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling. The body was temporarily unable to move, and the eyes were still open, staring at the two of them without blinking.
Jin Ling originally hated this murderer and weapon that pierced his father's heart with a palm. He swore countless times since he was a child that if there was a chance in the future, he would definitely cut Wei Ying and Wen Ning into pieces. Later, he didn't want to hate Wei Wuxian, so he tried his best to hate Wen Ning. But at this moment, after seeing the murderer and the weapon being punched through the heart in front of them, he couldn't even push Wen Ning out rudely so that he wouldn't lean on them.
He clearly knew that he was a dead man, let alone being punched through a hole, even if he was cut into two pieces, it might not be a problem, but for some reason, tears just flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably.
After this punch, Nie MingJue's movements also stagnated.
Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen played in unison. All the sounds that Nie Mingjue hated, and the harshness of the ensemble increased exponentially, giving him a sense of stagnation, as if someone was tying him with an invisible rope, and the rope became tighter and tighter. , he became more and more angry, and finally burst out suddenly, forcibly breaking through the shackles of the barrier-breaking sound, and hitting the person who played the qin. Lan WangJi turned around calmly, staggering his attacks, and Qin Yin didn't even pause for a moment. Nie MingJue pierced the wall again with this punch, and was about to turn around when he heard two quick chirping sounds.
He pulled his fist out of the wall and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Wei WuXian whistled twice and smiled, "Hello, Chi Fengzun. Do you recognize me?"
Nie MingJue's all-white, hideous eyes stared at him quietly, Wei WuXian said, "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it. You just need to recognize the whistle."
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Lan XiChen moved the cracked ice slightly and said, "Young Master Wei!"
His original intention was to remind Wei Wuxian that his current body originally belonged to Mo Xuanyu, and Mo Xuanyu and Jin Guangyao were also related by blood, and were closer than his and Jin Ling's. If Nie MingJue spread his resentment on him because of this, it would only be more difficult to deal with. But before he could take another sentence, Lan WangJi's eyes shifted, and he shook his head calmly and calmly.
Lan XiChen immediately understood that this was a signal to him: don't worry.
Lan Wangji believed that Wei Wuxian was fine.
Wei Wuxian blows a whistle on his lips, and steps casually under his feet. The whistle sound was relaxed and pleasant, however, in the Guanyin Temple where lightning, thunder, wind and rain were blowing, and corpses were scattered everywhere, the sound, even though it was clear, was extraordinarily eerie. Wen Ning, who was lying on Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling in the corner, listened, and seemed to have an unusually strong impulse driving him to stand up. Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling reached out to pick him up subconsciously at the same time, but after catching them, they also showed a tangled expression that seemed to want to drop him immediately.
Wei WuXian smiled and played a witty tune, while holding his hands, he stepped back unhurriedly. Nie MingJue stood where he was. When Wei Wuxian took the first step back, he reacted indifferently; when he took the third step, he was still indifferent; and when he took the seventh step, he seemed to be unable to hold back the urge any longer, and turned towards him. He took a step in the direction Wei Wuxian retreated.
The direction Wei Wuxian drove him forward was the gorgeous empty coffin at the back of the Guanyin Temple.
As long as he was allowed in first, Wei Wuxian would have a way to seal him.
Those white poisonous fumes had long since disappeared, and they were too thin to be a threat. Before being led to the empty coffin, Nie MingJue with a livid face instinctively resisted such a thing. Wei Wuxian walked around the coffin. Everyone stared at this side with bated breath, especially Lan WangJi. Wei Wuxian, while whistling leisurely, cast his gaze over leisurely. As soon as his eyes met, he blinked his left eye at Lan Wangji with a frivolous expression.
It was as if he had been pricked by a small candy needle, and the sound of the piano at the bottom of Lan Wangji's fingers made an indistinct wave, and it was instantly calm. Wei Wuxian turned his head slightly smugly, and patted the mouth of the coffin in front of Nie Mingjue.
Finally, Nie MingJue slowly bent down.
But just as he was about to turn his upper body inside, a scream came from behind Lan XiChen.
Nie MingJue immediately stopped his tendency to possess him, and turned his head abruptly, just like the others. I saw Su She carrying the half-conscious Jin Guangyao on his back, holding his leg in one hand and holding a sword in the other, the sword saw blood. And Nie Huaisang lay on the ground, hugging his leg and rolling around in pain.
Seeing this, Shuo Yue's sword energy hit Su She's sword-wielding hand heavily. Su She's face was full of confusion, and the long sword dropped from his hand. The sword had already stabbed Nie Huaisang, the smell of blood wafted in the air, Wei Wuxian cursed in his heart, "It's unreasonable, it's bad for me at the critical moment!"
Nie Huaisang and Nie Mingjue were half-brothers. Nie Mingjue smelled his blood, which would not trigger murderous intent, but would make him very curious. And as soon as he was curious and attracted, he would definitely make him notice Jin Guangyao over there. And after killing a Jin Guangyao, his ferocity will inevitably be greater and harder to contain!
Sure enough, Nie MingJue groaned in his throat and turned his body away from the empty coffin. He suddenly figured out who the person with his head bowed on Su She's back was, but Wei WuXian's whistle couldn't contain him. . Nie MingJue rushed over like a gust of wind, and his palms fell on Jin Guangyao's Heavenly Spirit!
Su She turned to one side, his toes raised the long sword that had just been knocked to the ground, using all his spiritual power to stab Nie Mingjue's heart. Perhaps it was the juncture of life and death, this sword was extremely fast and fierce, the body of the sword was filled with his spiritual power, the brilliance flowed, and the dazzling brilliance was more wonderful and amazing than the countless seemingly elegant swords he used to, even Wei Wuxian. I couldn't help but admire how beautiful it was. Nie MingJue was also forced to take a big step back by this explosive sword. The spiritual light faded slightly, and Nie MingJue stepped forward again and grabbed Jin GuangYao relentlessly. Su She threw Jin Guangyao towards Lan Xichen with his left hand, and slashed his right hand towards Nie Mingjue's throat.
Even though Nie Mingjue's whole body was as impenetrable as steel, the thread that sewed his neck was not necessarily!