Grudge Breaker

Chapter 341: Strange Mandrill
As the puppet energy dissipated in large quantities, Gu Cangyue's whites of the eyes turned completely red, and his pupils became grayish-white and misty. A vertical golden pupil appeared between his eyebrows, and he looked outward ferociously, like a strange ghost or a mandrill, extremely weird.

He was still holding Song Weichen. His fingers were long and dry, his nails were tangled, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands and arms were wriggling like maggots, and these "maggots" were growing towards his neck and face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The silver hair that was shining in the moonlight on the water had grown several feet longer without anyone noticing. Each strand seemed like a living thing, and it followed the blood flowing from Song Weichen's wound. Soon, the ends of the silver hair had all turned red due to the blood, and the little person in his arms had become even paler.

"stop!"

Zhuang Yuheng waved his sleeve and a powerful wind blade shot out, but it automatically disintegrated into smoke and dust when it was a few feet away from Gu Cangyue. The latter did not react at all, and his momentum of falling into evil only increased.

The more one looks at this scene, the colder one's back becomes. Zhuang Yuheng recalls himself in the past when he accidentally went astray during his practice. He was probably as terrifying as this back then.

……

When she came back to her senses, she was shocked to find that Song Weichen and Gu Cangyue had both been gradually wrapped up by the wildly growing blood-red hair. She was still in his arms, motionless in the horrible shackles, and most likely dead.

Zhuang Yuheng couldn't help but tremble - could it be that the irrational Gu Cangyue wanted to merge himself and Song Weichen into a cocoon and rebuild them? !

Looking at Gu Cangyue who looks like a demon in front of him, it is hard to imagine how creepy the living creature that emerges from the cocoon will be if he really succeeds!

In the blink of an eye, seeing the cocoon becoming denser and denser, even the two figures became indistinguishable, Zhuang Yuheng made a prompt decision and broke out of the cocoon!
Yuheng Jun, who never hurt anyone with magic, didn't care about much at this moment. He suddenly raised his hand and summoned his signature fighting weapon, which was a magic sword forged with ancient flowing fluorescent flying iron, called "Yingru Taibai".

He nourished it with his own essence and veins, and tempered it with elixirs and medicinal herbs, absorbing the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon, and the power of Mount Tai. When it came out today, the sword energy was full and lingering like the Samadhi True Fire, and it was murderous before it was unsheathed, causing the barrier barrier he had set up before to buzz.

"Let her go!"

Zhuang Yuheng leaped up and slashed towards the cocoon shell, which cracked open with a sound, but only Song Weichen was seen curled up inside with his eyes closed - where did Gu Cangyue go?

"Bah!"

He had no time to react as a sharp pain started from his back, and then spread from the ribs near his heart to his entire body. Zhuang Yuheng subconsciously lowered his head. A nail as long as a dead branch was withdrawing from the pierced wound. As it withdrew, the alien changed into a spiral shape, deliberately using it to slowly pull out the flesh and blood between his internal organs. How vicious and cruel it was.

It goes without saying that Gu Cangyue is behind him at this moment, and is determined to kill him.

"bass!"

Many sharp thorns suddenly grew on the nails of the dead branches, and the wounds became even more severe when pulled.

"puff!"

Zhuang Yuheng vomited a mouthful of thick blood, which stained the collar of his white satin robe trimmed with gold thread, and he could hardly stand.

He quickly held his breath, changed his position to holding the sword in his left hand, and with his right hand he pointed the sword into the air to draw a talisman, which he then slammed into his internal organs to control the injury. Then he suddenly struggled forward, and his wound became even more bloody because of this action, but he did not even blink, and regardless of the dangerous obstruction of Gu Cangyue behind him, he raised his sword and flew towards the half-broken cocoon again!

The sword energy was so strong that it tore the cocoon into gray powder in an instant. Zhuang Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, as it completely ended Gu Cangyue's idea of ​​merging his cocoon and soul with her.

In a flash, Song Weichen moved, and in the next second, she had returned from the cocoon to the soft couch, lying peacefully under the quilt. If her face was not too pale, one would have thought she was in a deep sleep.

"Huh...huh..."

Zhuang Yuheng stood in front of the couch with a sword in hand, breathing heavily. The originally spotless immortal was now covered in blood, and the shocking bloody hole between his chest and lungs showed that he was struggling. Only his eyes revealed a gleam of victory, like a god of war who could defeat an army of thousands with his own strength.

"Gu Cangyue, unless I die today, I will never allow you to touch her."

"If she knew that after her death, you would transform her into a half-human, half-ghost monster and live on in the world, and that you would fall into evil because of it, how sad would she be?"

"Wake up! Gu Cangyue! If you really love her, let her leave in peace!"
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"Kakakaka..."

Gu Cangyue lowered his head and could not see his appearance clearly. He could only hear a strange sound of bones grinding in his throat. His head suddenly lifted up and bent backwards to an impossible angle. His lower jaw grew rapidly, becoming sharper and sharper, and hardened as fast as bone. It looked like it was about to turn into a strange-looking bird head, but not a phoenix!
It looks a bit like a calf!

The purple puppet energy on his body became stronger and stronger, rushing around like countless ghosts. Even though he was more than ten feet away, Zhuang Yuheng got goose bumps all over his body and felt extremely scared.

After all, he has been practicing medicine for a long time without hurting anyone, so his skills in fighting are a little rusty.

But Zhuang Yuheng still held the sword tightly.

The protection at this moment is like a morbid obsession.

It was the final release of the emotions that he had suppressed all day long, which he could neither ask for nor obtain. He would never allow anyone to desecrate Song Weichen, whose body was still warm.

Zhuang Yuheng silently recited the mantra, and the sword energy rose up with thunder, forming a huge screen fan that blocked him and Song Weichen.

Almost at the same time, purple-black puppet energy rushed over like a tsunami, instantly tearing the sword energy barrier into pieces. Zhuang Yuheng was also injured by the puppet energy and fell to the ground, vomiting blood again.

"Click, click."

Gu Cangyue was like a walking corpse, as if everything in the world had disappeared. Her only target was the little person lying behind Zhuang Yuheng, and she staggered towards her stiffly.

Glancing at Song Weichen lying on the couch behind him, Zhuang Yuheng gritted his teeth and stood up again. He would never let Gu Cangyue, who was in this state, get close to her.

He adjusted his breathing, stood with the sword in hand, secretly pinched his fingers, and muttered to himself:
"The Southern Dipper is burning, Mars is wrapped around the waist, a talisman is rising from the Dantian, and the body is following the Pengyao."

"Qingfeng drinks blood, Huangting creates waves, thunder shakes, and the sword comes out of the sky!"

The sword suddenly emitted a three-foot golden light. Zhuang Yuheng's whole body was filled with energy. He tapped the ground with his toes to turn defense into offense. His robe sleeves lifted up with the force of wind and thunder, and he rushed straight to Gu Cangyue's face with the might of dragon roar and tiger roar! He was ready to risk his life to fight him!

"Boom!!"

The two men fought each other, and the entire Xisui Hall was shaking. Fortunately, the hall was protected from being destroyed by several defensive barriers that Zhuang Yuheng had set up before.

"earthquake?"

Several immortal doctors waiting outside the hall vaguely felt the earthquake, but after careful identification, they felt that it was not the earthquake. One of the old men asked and could not help but turned around to look at the tightly closed door of the hall. For some reason, he felt that all the hairs on his back stood up and he could not help but shiver - he didn't know what he was afraid of.

……

Baihui, Renzhong, Taiyang, Neiguan, Hegu, Yongquan——

While fighting, Zhuang Yuheng continued to use his sword energy to pierce Gu Cangyue's defense and sent it into several of his major acupuncture points in an attempt to restore his consciousness.

He knew that he was no match for Gu Cangyue, and that it was not a good idea to suffer losses on both sides. The most urgent task was to try his best to pull him out of his demonic state.

Seeing Gu Cangyue gradually recovering from his demonic state, except for the vertical pupil on his forehead, the rest of his body had recovered to normal. Zhuang Yuheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he felt that there was great hope, he was surprised when Gu Cangyue suddenly went berserk! The vertical pupil on his forehead instantly turned from gold to purple, and the puppet energy burst out from his body. The purple puppet energy instantly filled the entire defense barrier, so thick and strong that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Zhuang Yuheng secretly thought that this was not good. The strong puppet aura completely blocked his perception. At this moment, let alone being able to detect Gu Cangyue's movements and respond to attack and defense, even his limbs and five elements were becoming increasingly dull and numb. Was he still holding a sword in his hand? He was actually a little unsure.

It seemed as if everything had disappeared, and only a trace of consciousness in his mind was still floating in this dark purple viscous void.

……

"Gu Cangyue?"

He called out tentatively, and as expected, he could not hear his own voice at all. Zhuang Yuheng thought it was not good - Gu Cangyue, the lord of Wangchuan, had fallen into a demon, Zhuang Yuheng, the lord of Sikong, was seriously injured and died, and Mo Tingfeng, the lord of Sichen, was in a coma - he was afraid that everyone would have to die here today.

"Click, click, click."

Suddenly, a familiar sound of bones breaking could be heard in the void. It was Gu Cangyue! !
Zhuang Yuheng's heart trembled, and he tried hard to identify and deal with it, but he soon realized the problem. The reason he heard this voice was because Gu Cangyue's demonized knuckles were wrapped around his neck like a dead vine.

The "cracking" sound actually came from his own vertebrae.

How could he surrender so easily? Zhuang Yuheng tried hard to focus his consciousness on one point to feel where his sword-holding hand was. He finally got a little sense, but saw a sharp blade like bird armor piercing straight into his pupils. At this moment, all his consciousness was on his hands, and his neck was tightly entangled, so he couldn't dodge at all!

At the critical moment, the sharp part of the bird's armor almost stopped right next to Zhuang Yuheng's pupil! .
"Lao Zhuang, chant the Heart Purification Mantra."

"Don't act rashly. I'll take care of everything."

A voice came from the purple mist. Although it was a little hoarse, it was still calm and powerful.

It’s Mo Tingfeng.

Zhuang Yuheng was speechless at the moment, because he couldn't see where people were because of the puppet mist. He could only chant the mantra as he was told, but his mood was inexplicably calmed down - even though Mo Tingfeng's skills were almost gone and he was like a useless person, he still made people feel at ease unconsciously, this damn inexplicable sense of trust.

"Shhhhh-"

A strange sound of airflow was heard in the thick fog of puppet gas, and with the naked eye, a large amount of puppet gas could be seen flowing rapidly in a fixed direction - like a huge fish bladder being punctured, and the gas inside was rushing out of the puncture.

About an incense stick later, the fog in the Marrow Cleansing Hall became thinner and thinner, and the dry fingers trapped on Zhuang Yuheng's neck disappeared. Almost at the same time, the feeling of his limbs returned and he could see his surroundings clearly.

He saw Gu Cangyue just two meters away from him, having returned to his former appearance, standing in the air with his eyes closed and arms stretched out, his clothes and hair fluttering in the wind, as if all the spiritual energy in his body was being quickly sucked away, and he was therefore unable to move.

Following Mo Tingfeng's "instructions", Zhuang Yuheng did not attack again, but hid his sword back into the void, sat on the ground, and concentrated on healing himself. The penetrating wound on his body was much more serious than Song Weichen's. Although it was not fatal to him, it was still a big loss. If he was not rescued in time, his cultivation would definitely be damaged. Calculating the days, the next demonization day would be before the end of the year and winter. If his cultivation was damaged, his evil nature would be even greater when he transformed into a demon, making him difficult to control.

Especially today's demonized state of Gu Cangyue made Zhuang Yuheng feel distressed. It is conceivable how much trouble he brought to Mo Tingfeng and a group of resentment-breaking masters who were guarding the ban for him every time he turned into a demon in the past.

After another stick of incense, there was a "thump" sound, and Gu Cangyue, who was standing in the air, fell to the ground, as if he had completely lost all his strength. His long hair covered his face, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Because of the noise, Zhuang Yuheng, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and found that the purple air in the Marrow Washing Hall had completely disappeared and everything was clearly visible.

"Weiwei... Lao Mo, what are you doing...?"

His face was filled with surprise as he looked at the two people meditating back to back on the couch not far away.

Song Weichen sat cross-legged facing Zhuang Yuheng, his hands forming the Three Talents Seal. A puppet was placed in his palms, which was glowing with purple light, as if it had absorbed the puppet's energy.

Mo Tingfeng sat with her back to back, his hands in the Tai Chi seal, as if using "controlling the puppet" as an "external elixir" to help Song Weichen absorb and guide the puppet energy for cultivation.

It was obvious that the bleeding from the penetrating wound on Song Weichen's chest had stopped. Although her face was still pale, she no longer looked dead. Even without asking for her pulse, Zhuang Yuheng was very sure that Song Weichen was not dead! In other words, she was saved by Mo Tingfeng when she was about to die!
Yes! Zhuang Yuheng blamed himself deeply for being so stupid. How could he have forgotten about controlling the puppet?

It's strange to say, what kind of connection does this jade pendant brought out from Grandma Huang's illusion have with Song Weichen, and why can it transform puppet energy into living energy for her use?
Could it be that Song Weichen has some secret that they don’t know yet?
and also……

Zhuang Yuheng frowned. Why did Gu Cangyue have such a strong aura of evil?
Is it...

Has he already become a chaotic soul? !