Reborn I have a Good Fortune Pavilion

Chapter 187 Blood Sacrifice

"die!"

Ni Zewen's sure chance of winning was beaten to the brink by Xiao Han and his group.Embarrassed into anger, simply do not do two endlessly.

"Ha, 20 years later, my grandfather is still a good man! Whatever means you have, just come!"

The group of people who were about to die still spared no effort to attack Ni Zewen, and each of them seemed to be in better spirits than when they were besieged by the forbidden formation at first.

Wei Ziyang held Xiao Han's hand tightly, looked at her with a slight smile, and said softly, "I love you."

Xiao Han burst into tears, and smiled awkwardly, "Me too."

"Oh wow-"

Seeing this scene, Yu Guangyan booed and joked.The others also booed. For a moment, it was clearly a bloody battlefield, and there were fallen corpses of companions and enemies around, but they were smiling.

The blood in the sky became more and more intense, but this could not suppress their joy.

Ni Zewen's expression was cold, and he raised his hand and chopped it down.

The other shore flowers in all directions began to eat away at the flesh and blood of the spirit man, growing rapidly.In just a dozen breaths, it was already a hundred meters high.The huge flowers closed to occupy half of the sky, and the slender petals were like worms and snakes, sweeping towards the living below.

"This background board is good, there is no need to waste money," Xiao Han looked at the petals of the Bianhua flower that were getting closer, and smiled bitterly.Paralyzed in Wei Ziyang's arms, she was already a white-haired old woman.

In her eyes, Wei Ziyang is also a handsome old man.She giggled and smiled, and when her consciousness gradually became blurred, she actually saw a crack cut out of the gathered Bianhua flowers on the top of her head.The ice spread, and the petals were frosted. In a dazed effort, the red Bana flower completely turned into an ice flower.

In the next instant, Bingyan lifted into the air from outside the ice flower, and within a dozen or so breaths, the ice flower turned into broken ice and scattered.The red is blue, the blue is red, and there is even a tail of ice flame across the sky, which is very spectacular.

She raised her hand in a daze to catch the falling shards of ice, and the shards of ice fell on the palm of her hand, bringing a slight chill.Even the vague consciousness seems to be a little clearer, and the dry and wrinkled hands seem to gradually become full of vitality and smoothness.

"What's going on here?"

The sluggish Xiao Han noticed that his consciousness was getting clearer and his weak body was gradually recovering, so he murmured.

Wei Ziyang held Xiao Han's hand very hard, suppressed the excitement in his heart, stared at the person above, and murmured: "It's Yu Yi! She's back."

"It's really her? It's Yu Yi!"

"There is also Yan Qinghe! We are saved, we are saved!"

"Brother, don't sleep, wake up, our Yu Yi is back!"

"Is Yu Yi back? Really?"

"Really, there is a fight! That grandson was beaten!"

"..."

Yu Yi glanced at the hustle and bustle below, and glanced over the fallen corpses that could never stand up, her eyes darkened.She stared at Ni Zewen, and said expressionlessly: "If I had known earlier, I should have killed you when I was at the seaside."

Ni Zewen laughed loudly when he heard the words, "So what if you kill me? I'm not here, so you can't kill me."

He knew he couldn't escape today.The front road was blocked by Yu Yi, and the back road was also blocked by Yan Qinghe.Now this battle is impossible without a fight.

Without giving Yu Yi a chance to speak, he directly attacked.

Yu Yi sneered and took the initiative to fight back.

"Bam—"

The strong make a move, and the move is fatal.

In just a few moves, Ni Zewen's arm was directly and forcefully torn off by Yu Yi.That's not counting, she injected a ray of ice flame into his wound, scurrying in his body.

After a while, Ni Zewen's head was covered with cold sweat, and his veins burst out.His face was painful and hideous, and his blood vessels began to explode frequently.In an instant, he had become a blood man.

But Yu Yi didn't give up yet, the crushing of absolute strength was a tease of Ni Zewen's life.

After all, he, who is a clone, can't resist Yu Yi.

"Want to blow yourself up? Idiots are dreaming."

Yu Yi sealed Ni Zewen's self-explosion with his spiritual sense, and crippled his limbs close to him, allowing his meridians to shatter and blood vessels to explode inch by inch.Turned into a giant hand with divine consciousness, pinched his neck and lifted him up, asking: "Who gave you this forbidden formation?"

Ni Zewen didn't answer, and used all his mind to fight against the heart-piercing pain in his body.I can't die if I want to die, I can't live if I want to live.He has rarely experienced this kind of torture.

After a long time, he forgot that he once had such a similar desperate situation.

He didn't cooperate, Yu Yi's eyes turned cold.

In the realm of spiritual consciousness, it is easy to torture a person.The pain above the soul is worse than the pain in the body, making life worse than death.

Sure enough, his spiritual consciousness entered his sea of ​​consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness was scattered with one blow. Ni Zewen, who had endured for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and screamed.

"Tell me, who is behind you?"

Yu Yi has lived many times, and the only one who has been targeted several times is really the faction of Bi An Hua.One by one, the enemies came out bravely and could not be killed or destroyed no matter what, it was really annoying.

"Ho ho-"

Ni Zewen panted heavily, the giant hand at the throat restrained his struggle, but it would not let him suffocate.This kind of powerlessness made him in a trance.Coupled with the entry of Bingyan and divine consciousness into his body, his mind seemed to be collapsing.

Seeing that his pupils began to slack, Yu Yi withdrew his consciousness.Increased the intensity of Bing Yan, Ni Zewen seemed to be awakened by the pain, struggling hard.

"You... even if you kill me, you will still be unable to escape his grasp. He...he will kill you!"

"Him? Lord Bifang?" Yu Yi asked back.

Ni Zewen chuckled, spitting out large swathes of dark blood, mixed with pieces of internal organs.His blood was about to drain dry, but his smile grew wilder.

"Ayi, be careful!"

As soon as the forbidden formation below was completely destroyed, Yan Qinghe noticed that the blood dripping from Ni Zewen actually had a faint track, suspended in the air, like a formation pattern, and a mysterious font.

In the end, before he could say anything, there was a loud bang, Yu Yi was forced to retreat, and Ni Zewen's blood formed a real blood-colored Bana.The buds of the other shore flower bloomed, and a man in red appeared.

"waste."

The man in red appeared, and Yitong glanced at Ni Zewen, who didn't know whether he was alive or not, with a cold expression on his face.

Ni Zewen, who was almost bleeding out, listened to his words and closed his eyes.The body fell from mid-air, and no one noticed that he was smiling at the end.

From the very first sight of the man in red, Yu Jian had an intuition that this man might be the Lord from the other side.

Bi Fang looked at Yu Yi, but couldn't feel the existence of the scarlet umbrella, and frowned slightly, "Where's the scarlet umbrella?"

This tone, like his actions, was not pleasant.

Without further ado, Yu Yi raised the knife and went up.Today is a blood debt, and it cannot be lightened no matter what.As for the Scarlet Spirit Umbrella, the Umbrella Spirit fell asleep in the last battle, and there is no chance to wake it up so far.

"Chong-"

Perhaps it was Yu Yi's arrogance that angered Fang, he sneered, and caught Yu Yi's knife with one hand.The spiritual power turns into a whip, which can tear apart space wherever it passes.The petals of the other shore flower floated out of the torn space.These flowers from the other shore fell in the air, and they came towards Yu Yi.

Yu Yi's pupils shrank, and his spiritual consciousness protected his body.

But in terms of attack, one knife is more ruthless than one knife.

(End of this chapter)