From the fake emperor to the concubine

"Infinite Sword Intent!" Jian Shisan's shout was like thunder, sword energy surged around his body, and his robes rustled.

He put his two fingers together, and a sword energy as bright as the stars burst out from his fingertips, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air. Wherever the sword energy passed, the air and space seemed to be torn apart.

A master like Jian Shisan would certainly not be so foolish as to wait for the enemy to complete preparations.

He didn't know what was inside the cocoon, but the chilling cold aura made the sword master feel uneasy.

So no matter what it is, he will not let this thing hatch smoothly.

Jian Shisan snorted coldly, and his sword energy added another three points of strength.

Make sure to kill with one hit.

The powerful and sharp Wuji sword intent hit the gap in the cocoon directly.

The moment the sword energy came into contact with the cocoon, a blinding light burst out, forcing everyone to squint. The black mucus on the surface of the cocoon was evaporated by the sword energy, making a "sizzling" sound and billowing black smoke.

Everyone thought that Jian Shisan's sword energy would not be able to do anything to this strange cocoon. Huo Lie's eyes widened, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. Qiu Miaoyin's fingertips trembled slightly on the pipa strings, ready to help at any time.

After all, they had personally experienced the defensive power of this thing. The combined attacks of everyone before had failed to hurt it at all, and without exception, they were easily blocked.

The result was something that everyone was surprised about. The cocoon was instantly pierced by the sword energy, just like a balloon filled with water was punctured.

A large amount of dark green mucus spurted out from the cracks, splashing onto the ground and immediately corroding holes and emitting pungent white smoke.

The Wuji sword energy easily tore open the cracks in the cocoon and passed through the other side. The remaining force of the sword energy plowed a deep trench on the ground more than ten feet behind, and gravel flew everywhere.

Jian Shisan himself was a little surprised and frowned slightly. The effect of this sword was too smooth.

Huo Lie rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "It's impossible? It can be solved so easily?"

His loud voice was particularly striking in the silent battlefield.

Qiu Miaoyin did not stop dancing. The sound of the pipa, like the sound of metal clashing, added a bit of murderous aura.

The slender waist spun lightly like catkins, and each step was in a strange rhythm. The sound waves turned into a physical blade, circling around the cocoon in alert.

"I also think that it is definitely not that simple. Sect Master Jian Shisan, you must be careful and on guard." Her voice was like the sound of a spring, but it was filled with a nervousness that could not be concealed.

Jian Shisan, who released the infinite sword energy, did not show off. This sword master had experienced countless life-and-death battles, and his intuition about danger had long been ingrained in his bones.

He was keenly aware that there were still strange fluctuations of spiritual energy inside the cocoon, and that they were constantly increasing.

He stepped on the flying sword and turned into a beam of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he arrived beside Zheng Yi and the others. When he landed, he was as light as a feather without even disturbing a speck of dust.

Together with Zheng Yi and the others, they were carefully guarding against the cocoon.

Suddenly, a brown, bony hand pierced the cocoon.

The hand was as withered as a wind-dried branch, but its nails were extremely sharp, shining with a cold metallic luster. It scratched the air stiffly, making a teeth-grinding sound.

However, judging from the size of this hand, the thing inside the cocoon is very small, probably about the same size as an ordinary human.

The finger joints were protruding, the skin was close to the bones, and the surface was covered with strange black lines, like some kind of ancient spell.

No wonder Jian Shisan's infinite sword energy penetrated the cocoon, but it didn't seem to hit anything. The place where the sword energy penetrated was obviously the empty space inside the cocoon, and the monster deliberately avoided the attack.

The arm stretched out from the cocoon, groping left and right, as if looking for something. The sharp nails scratched the outer wall of the cocoon, making a harsh scraping sound.

Soon the hand became impatient and grabbed the outer wall of the cocoon violently.

With a "swish" sound, a big hole was torn in the tough cocoon.

An extremely strange guy used the strength of his arms to pull himself out of the cocoon.

This guy looked like a skinny bamboo pole, with long, thin brown hands and feet, just like a dried corpse.

Its skin was a sickly gray-brown color, covered with dense scales, and glowed strangely in the moonlight.

The protruding bone spurs at the joints appear and disappear with the movement, making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

The body looked like a bamboo pole that was slightly thicker than its arms and legs. It seemed like it would be broken by the wind at any time. This seemingly fragile body exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, making the air around it thick.

On the bamboo pole was a wheel-sized blood-red eye. This bloodshot eye was his entire head.

It's not quite right to call it an eye, because sometimes, the eyes are separated in the middle, and a big mouth full of canine teeth can be seen. This mouth is integrated with the eyeball when it is closed, and only when it is open can the densely packed fangs inside be seen.

Each tooth was like a carefully polished dagger, emitting a cold light. The sharp teeth were arranged in a spiral shape, and the outermost teeth kept moving, as if they had their own consciousness and were looking for prey. A forked tongue could be vaguely seen in the depths of the mouth, with the upper
The face is covered with barbs and corrosive saliva drips from time to time.

The key point is that when this thing is closed, it is no different from an eye. The bloody mouth can instantly return to the smooth surface of the eyeball, without any flaws.

This strange appearance made everyone present feel a chill and cold sweat broke out on their backs unconsciously.

The pupil of the huge eyeball moved back and forth, and soon locked onto the location of Zheng Yi and others.

The moment it stared at him, Zheng Yi felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and even his breathing came to a standstill.

This strange image made even the knowledgeable Zheng Yi feel his scalp tingling.

Even in the movies, he had never seen anything so chilling.

The ominous aura emanating from the monster seemed like a nightmare from another dimension.

Just by seeing the other person's appearance, Zheng Yi's temples began to throb.

After the monster determined their position, its knees bent in the opposite direction, gathering strength like the hind limbs of some insect.

The ground cracked under its sharp claws and the fine stones were crushed into powder, showing its amazing explosive power.

"Be careful!" Liehuo reminded subconsciously. His voice became sharp due to nervousness, and the veins on his sword-holding hand bulged.

Before he finished speaking, the monster suddenly moved. There was no sign, as if a frame was cut out of the picture. It was still there one moment, and disappeared from sight the next. Only a blurry afterimage and a sharp sound of breaking through the air were left in the air.

The speed was so fast that even the top masters of the Eastern Wasteland could hardly react. Jian Shisan's pupils suddenly contracted. His swordsmanship, which he was so proud of, could not catch the opponent's movement trajectory at all.

This speed is completely beyond the scope of human skills and is more like some kind of space jump.

Clearly in their eyes, the monster seemed to be still there, but in just a blink of an eye, the monster had already flashed in front of them. This sense of dislocation between vision and reality made everyone dizzy and their stomachs churned.

At the moment the monster attacked, Zheng Yi felt that the space around him seemed to be distorted for a moment.

"So fast!" Zheng Yi only had time to think of this before the monster had already passed them, and its sharp claws like steel forks spread out, attacking Qiu Miaoyin who was still dancing and playing music.

Each of those five sharp claws glowed with a faint blue light, and was most likely poisonous.

Obviously, even this monster could see that Qiu Miaoyin's strength was probably the weakest among them.

Its strategy of choosing its target was extremely precise, totally unlike the instinctive behavior of lower creatures. Its malicious one-eyed eyes flashed with a cunning and cruel light.

Liehuo and Jian Shisan finally realized what was happening and tried to stop it, but it was too late. Their movements were slowed down by shock, and they watched helplessly as the monster pounced on Qiu Miaoyin, unable to do anything.

It was at this critical moment that Zheng Yi took action before any of them.

At the critical moment, his body reacted before his brain.

Just when the monster's sharp claws were about to pierce Qiu Miaoyin, it pushed her aside.

Zheng Yi's arm muscles were tensed to the limit, and he used all his strength to push. He could clearly feel the coldness of the claws rubbing against the back of his hand.

The sudden force caused Qiu Miaoyin to lose her balance and fall to the ground. The pipa flew out of her hand, drawing an arc in the air.

His clothes were covered in dust and torn in places, making him look particularly disheveled. But who cared about that at this moment?

Qiu Miaoyin was panting in shock, her chest rising and falling violently. Her delicate hair was in disarray, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her forehead covered with cold sweat.

It's a bit embarrassing, but it's much better than losing your life, isn't it?
But soon after, Zheng Yi pushed Qiu Miaoyin's hand away and flew into the air with a long trail of blood.

The speed of the monster was beyond everyone's imagination.

The monster wanted to continue chasing, but Jian Shisan and Liehuo had already attacked from the left and right.

The two figures crossed over like lightning, and the sword energy and flames intertwined into a web of death, forcing the monster back several steps. Several charred sword marks were left on the ground, and the air was filled with a burning stench.

"Go to hell, monster! Look at my Lihuo Sword!" Liehuo cursed. His eyes were bloodshot with anger, and the red sword energy was fluctuating on the blade.

This sword embodies all his life's skills. Wherever the sword passes, even the air is distorted by the high temperature.

Jian Shisan remained silent, but tried his best to activate his sword energy. Without Qiu Miaoyin's support, his spiritual energy quickly dried up again, his face turned pale as paper, veins popped out on his forehead, and the sword energy around him surged to form a green halo visible to the naked eye.

Faced with the attacks from the two of them, the monster had no way to continue chasing Qiu Miaoyin.

A hint of annoyance flashed in the wheel-like single eye and a strange gurgling sound came from the depths of his throat.

He raised both arms to block the attacks of the two men.

The skinny arm now had a metallic luster, and dense black lines appeared on the surface.

What stunned everyone was that both Jian Shisan's sword energy and the indestructible Lihuo Sword were easily blocked by the monster's seemingly not very thick and dry arms.

Jian Shisan's sword energy hit the monster's arm, making a harsh friction sound.

The flames on the Fiery Sword were suppressed by some force, and the fire was instantly weakened by more than half.

Jian Shisan cut off one of the monster's fingers, and after that he could no longer hurt the monster.

The severed finger drew an arc in the air, and after landing it twisted and crawled towards its main body like a living thing, but was crushed by Liehuo's quick eyes and hands.

The fiery sword energy of the Lihuo Sword cut off half of the monster's palm.

While they were in a stalemate, Zheng Yi was not idle either. He ran over immediately, picked up his severed arm, and pressed it on the wound.

The flesh and blood on the broken arm squirmed, and the blood vessels and nerves automatically searched for corresponding connection points like living things.

In the blink of an eye, a piece of granulation tissue appeared at the wound. These granulations connected together and directly restored the broken arm.

The pink new tissues grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, bones? Muscles? Skin reorganized one by one. The whole process took only a few breaths. If it weren't for the tear on the sleeve and the remaining blood, it would be hard to tell that he had been injured.

Qiu Miaoyin was stunned. Her red lips slightly parted, and her delicate hands unconsciously covered her mouth, even forgetting to pick up the pipa that had fallen to the ground.

Her eyes were filled with shock, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly in surprise. As an elder of the Hehuan Sect, she had seen countless extraordinary skills, but this was the first time she had seen such an amazing self-healing ability.

She could understand that the monster was very powerful, but what about Zheng Yi, the new leader of the Hehuan Sect?

Countless questions swirled in Qiu Miaoyin's mind. She suddenly realized that this seemingly gentle young leader might be hiding a lot of unknown secrets.

"Master Zheng, are you okay? Let me see your arm..." Qiu Miaoyin's voice was trembling a little, and she didn't know how to continue when the words came to her lips.

She subconsciously took a step forward, but hesitated and stopped, her slender fingers twisted together nervously, her face full of self-blame and worry.

"It doesn't matter!" Zheng Yi evaded the question casually: "Now is not the time to talk about this. It is more important to deal with that monster."

Zheng Yi's tone was calm, as if it was not him who had just broken his arm.

His eyes were fixed on the monster. He moved his right hand imperceptibly a few times to check the recovery of his new arm.

Under the joint attack of Jian Shisan and Liehuo, the monster seemed to be at ease.

The pupil of its one eye shrank into a thin line. It suddenly opened its bloody mouth and let out a piercing scream. The sound was like thousands of steel needles piercing the eardrums, shaking the leaves of the surrounding trees to fall. Jian Shisan and Liehuo, who were the closest, groaned, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths. (End of this chapter)