Wu Family Sword Spirit

Chapter 2553 immersed in bone blood
I think Peng Zhenyang should be the one with the highest cultivation level among the people I devoured with the Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra, bar none.

The energy in his body is like a flood that has opened a floodgate, rushing towards me in an endless stream.

I was like a beggar who had been starving for three days, and threw himself in front of a table of delicious meals, and kept devouring and gluttonous the meals.

Far and constant energy is gathering towards my body. Peng Zhenyang has been trying to break away from me, but it is not so easy for a person controlled by the Yin and Yang Eight Harmonies to break free. And now that he is seriously injured like this, it is even more difficult. It's impossible.

I have to say that the old guy is very powerful. He is able to occupy the position of the right protector of Guiyong Dao. This profound cultivation is absolutely powerful. When I first started fighting, I felt like I was facing the pressure of my great grandfather. , but compared to my great-grandfather, his cultivation level is really inferior.

It took more than ten minutes, such a long period of time, before Peng Zhenyang's body shriveled up and became old. His eyes looked at me with a dazed and desperate look, as if he wanted to imprint me deeply in his mind.

No matter what he does, it won't help, he can't even make a ghost, so I'm not afraid of him.

After another moment, Peng Zhenyang finally breathed his last. When he died, his body turned into withered bones and then disappeared into ashes.

Finally the old man was killed.

Peng Zhenyang is finally dead!
But there was no sense of relief in my heart.

Sister Kexin, I have avenged you, killed all those who killed you, and avenged the blood revenge, and you can finally rest in peace.

At this moment, I couldn't explain why, tears rolled out of my eyes, and I felt an inexplicable sadness in my heart.

After a while, I realized what I thought of Monk Hua. I secretly wiped away my tears and turned to look at Laohua. I saw that Laohua was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together, and the Dragon-Subduing Arhat he had sacrificed. His soul has long since disappeared and must have returned to his body.

I looked around again, and found that the Dharma barrier was gone, and the purple golden bowl was placed beside the old flower, but I don't know when the Dharma barrier was taken back by the old flower.

The old lady was sitting on the ground, with thick frost covering her body and ice on her eyebrows.

His body was trembling, and next to him was the ice blade used by Peng Zhenyang, which was also stained with blood from the old man's hand.

"Old flower... can you still hold on?" I asked.

Laohua didn't answer, he didn't even turn his eyelids, and his body was still trembling.

I reached out to pat Laohua's shoulder, and quickly retracted my hand. His body was too cold, biting to the bone. When I retracted my hand, I found that frost had condensed on my injury. It was so cold that I lost all feeling in my hand.

That sword blow just now, Peng Zhenyang was rushing to kill me. The ice blade pierced Laohua's palm. The power of the ice must have been soaked in the bone and blood. Laohua was probably hit.

At this moment, he is sitting here, probably using the power of Buddhism to contend with the power of ice rushing inside his body.

Otherwise, the presbyopia would have turned into a lump of ice.

Thinking of this, I squatted next to Lao Hua again, thinking of a way.

The power of ice is the power of yin devouring, which soaks into the bones and blood and condenses into ice from the inside out. To deal with this yin-cold power, one must use the power of yang fire to dissolve the chill in his body.

What method should be used to resolve it?

It seems that the only pure Yang power I can activate is the Heart-Destroying Palm.

The heart-breaking palm contains the strongest and most yang thunderous energy, which can restrain the cold and cold power in the old flower's body.

Is it possible that I want to slap Laohua? What if I injure him more?
It would be great if Xue Xiaoqi was here at this time, I think he must have a way.

While I was thinking about these things, the presbyopia's condition seemed to be a little more serious. The body was originally covered with frost, but now it has frozen. There are two ice skates hanging on the ears and under the lips. They tremble with frequency. Much lower.

No, we can't wait any longer. After a while, the old lady will really turn into a lump of ice.

I took a deep breath, walked around behind Laohua, waved my palms, and activated the Heart-Destroying Palm. Suddenly there was thunder and crackling sounds on both palms.

When the thunderous energy reached the extreme, I gently placed my hands on Laohua's back, activated my spiritual power, and poured the extremely strong thunderous energy into Laohua's body.

At first, when I put my palms on Laohua's back, there was still a cold force spreading towards me, but when I continued to inject thunder into Laohua's body, this The coldness slowly faded away.

Not long after, tiny electric currents began to spread all over Laohua's body. The ice condensed on his body began to melt and turned into frost, and the frost turned into steam, which slowly came out, with a total of four It took 5 minutes for me to completely dispel the coldness in my body.

I closed my heart-breaking palm and touched Laohua's forehead, feeling a trace of warmth from his forehead.

It seems that the power of ice has been resolved.

What I didn't expect was that Laohua's body tilted and fell directly to the ground.

I was startled, and quickly helped Laohua up, patted his face hard, and called Laohua repeatedly, but Laohua had no response.

This made me even more anxious, so I strangled him directly. Within ten seconds, Laohua suddenly took a deep breath and coughed violently.

"Laohua, you finally woke up!" I let go of Laohua and said excitedly.

Laohua opened his eyes, rolled his eyes at me, suddenly stretched out his hand to touch the red and swollen face that I had hit before, looked at me and said: "You two deserve to die, Wu Jiuyin, did you just hit me in the face?" Already?"

I was stunned, smiled coquettishly, and said with a guilty conscience: "No... I didn't fight..."

"Why did my face hurt so much when I didn't hit it? You and your ancestor Wu Feng all respected me, but you dared to hit me in the face. It's a disgrace to you!" Laohua said angrily.

"Are you Liao Fan or an old woman? Are you going crazy?" I said depressedly.

"I am an old woman now, and I was an ordinary person in my previous life... Oh, that's all... I won't tell you, kid. My mind is a little confused now, and I can't tell whether it is the past life or this life."

After a pause, Laohua continued: "Has that old man Peng Zhenyang been killed?"

I nodded and said: "Get rid of it. I used the Yin and Yang Eight Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra to suck it into ashes."

"Aiya... Just like your ancestor, can you be gentler and break people's bones into ashes at every turn? I heard your great-grandfather said that the Yin-Yang Eight-Head Infinite Marrow Cleansing Sutra can be less cruel." Lao Hua said. .

(End of this chapter)