A large wall of rocks in the cave was crushed.
Ye Xiao fell to the ground and looked in Xi Yue's direction, his eyes were full of horror, shock and unwillingness.
"Wow—" He spat out a mouthful of blood, and Ye Xiao couldn't bear it any longer and passed out.
Even Changling and Yanshang didn't want to kill Xi Yue.
But he also felt that it would not be a problem for them to work together to prevent Xi Yue from approaching.
However, everything that happened in front of them completely shattered their illusions.
Just one hit, just one simple hit.
Xi Yue killed Ye Xiao, the most powerful of them, without even taking a few breaths.
Ye Xiao didn't even have the strength to fight back.
Seeing Xi Yue approaching with the Lishui sword in hand, he looked at Yan Shang with cold eyes, "Go away, or don't blame me for being rude!"
Yanshang, a demon cultivator who has always been arrogant and condescending, unexpectedly fell in love with the girl's cold phoenix eyes.
He shrank his neck and hesitated whether to retreat, Xi Yue raised his foot and kicked him several meters away.
Yan Shang bumped into the rock, grinning in pain, unable to get up for a long time.
Chang Ling tried hard to stop Xi Yue, but was gently sent aside by Xi Yue with a wave of her hand. The movements were gentle, and a barrier was set up for her to prevent her from being affected by the sword light.
When Yanshang saw this scene, he was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Why was Xi Yue so gentle to Chang Ling, but so rude to himself. Obviously he didn't offend her, and he was ready to retire.
So far, there is no obstacle between Xi Yue and Wei Zixi.
And the Water Spirit Orb in Wei Zixi's hand was becoming more and more unable to resist the erosion of the destructive force, and the ice blue light gradually dimmed.
Xi Yue's eyes froze, and the original power in her body surged rapidly, and the Lishui sword in her hand stabbed at Wei Zixi's hand emitting red energy lines.
Swish! !
Blood splattered everywhere, and Wei Zixi's wrist was cracked with a deep bone wound.
The turquoise wood origin touched his blood and spiritual power, as if fire and water met.
The water was sizzled by the fire, but the fire was slowly extinguished by the water.
It never occurred to Xi Yue that Wei Zixi would not dodge or evade his sword.
A few drops of hot blood splashed on her face, like hot oil.
Holding the sword in her hand, she pressed firmly against Wei Zixi's heart, and said coldly, "Give me the water spirit pearl!"
There was a coquettish and charming smile on the corner of Wei Zixi's lips.
Whether it was the wound on his hand or the sword in his heart, he didn't seem to notice anything.
The sparkling peach blossom eyes seem to contain a bottomless abyss, and also seem to condense unresolved love.
He looked at Xi Yue and said slowly: "Xi Yue, you want to risk your life for Ji Mingyu. But I don't want you to lose your freedom, become a puppet, and die for this stupid mortal in the end. "
"For me, in this world, there is only one sister who gave me a little warmth when I fell into the cold abyss."
The sword in Xi Yue's hand trembled.
She knew that what Wei Zixi said was true.
She even knew that it was not she or Ji Mingyu who caused the sudden reversal of the Divine Emperor's Myriad Tribulation Formation at the Spiritual Prayer Ceremony that day, but the man in front of her. After all, she couldn't bear to see her die, so she gave up the original plan.
Xi Yue didn't have the slightest love for Wei Zixi, and even hated all the harm he did to Ji Mingyu.
But Xi didn't know that it was different.
That young man in red clothes like blood, that indifferent and quiet young man who has been following her to protect her.