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Chapter 132 Fighting for Life
When Hu Wenxin saw the corpse stand up, he felt that the situation was not good.

When he sensed the scent of the corpse, his expression became even uglier.

Although he was a fourth-grade cultivator, he had been trapped underground for who knows how many years, and had only managed to survive by relying on the Sword Palace's own formation seal and the Turtle Breathing Technique.

The remaining spiritual power is limited, and the real strength is actually only at the fifth level.

He was so full of confidence because he wanted to strike first, scare the young man who came in, make him feel timid, and then kill him in one go with the least effort.

However, they didn't expect that this guy was also from their demonic sect, and he controlled a fourth-grade corpse right away.

Although from Hu Wenxin's point of view, this corpse should not last too long.

But the point is...he himself can't hold on for long!
His stubbornly maintained fourth-grade strength would be exposed in a matter of moments if a fight broke out...

For a moment, Hu Wenxin was torn between his conscience and his desires in his mind.

In his opinion, the opponent must be playing psychological warfare with him. Enslaving a fourth-grade corpse must consume a huge amount of spiritual power. With the strength of a sixth-grade cultivator, how could he give full play to it?
Whoever gets scared first loses!
If he tried hard, he might have a chance to wait until the other side was defeated first...

When he thought of this, Hu Wenxin gritted his teeth, his eyes glowed red, and his fierceness was revealed.

below.

Gu Fangchen's mind moved, and he controlled the corpse to fly upwards, facing Hu Wenxin without fear.

As an ancient demon cultivator, Hu Wenxin has rich experience in fighting others and his judgment is very accurate.

The length of time this evil-repelling method can last is closely related to the integrity of the corpse.

At present, the corpses in the Sword Palace are basically rotten and can only last for about ten minutes, considering that Gu Fangchen's spiritual power is more than enough.

But in fact, if we only use Gu Fangchen's own spiritual power to calculate, it can only be driven for one minute...

Therefore, if things develop normally, Hu Wenxin's judgment would be extremely correct.

As long as he can hold on for a minute, he wins.

However, that is "normal development".

Hu Wenxin bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood turned into arrows in the air and shot towards the corpse.

Although the dead body was dull, it still retained its instincts. It pulled out the spear that was originally nailed into its body, and it danced in its hand like a flower, blocking all the arrows.

But Hu Wenxin sneered, and those blood arrows immediately turned around and shot into the corpses, followed by a low shout from him.

"burst!"

All the blood arrows exploded, breaking off one of the corpse's arms.

However, the corpse had no sense of pain. It just paused for a moment and then continued to rush forward, using sword techniques and spear to fight with Hu Wenxin.

In an instant, the sky was filled with blood.

Hu Wenxin gradually felt powerless, but he found that the corpse's movements became sluggish, which was obviously a sign of insufficient spiritual power. He was immediately delighted.

Sure enough, as he expected!
The spiritual power of this sixth-rank kid is only enough to last for a while!
Right now, watch me refine you and let you experience what hell on earth is like!
Hu Wenxin raised the corner of his mouth complacently, took the time to look down and glanced at Gu Fangchen.

However, he discovered that Gu Fangchen was sitting on the square in front of the palace, slowly studying the four pillars standing on the four sides, and fiddling with the formations carved on them with blood.

As if noticing Hu Wenxin's gaze, the young man raised his head and saw that the corpse was a little sluggish. He raised his eyebrows and realized that his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Hu Wenxin was originally trying to admire this ignorant boy, but she didn't know how to show anxiety and even despair on his face.

But Gu Fangchen just flipped his palm, took out a pill, swallowed it whole, and then continued to draw his own formation.

The somewhat languid aura on his body suddenly surged, but at the same time, his face turned pale and several veins popped out on his forehead.

The corpse in the sky trembled, and its originally lifeless eyes condensed into a ray of bright golden light, and its attack became more fierce.

Hu Wenxin: “…” Damn it!
What did that kid just eat?!

The fourth-grade Hunyuan Pill is a life-saving pill that can instantly double one's strength. Isn't he afraid of exploding and dying?
Taking this pill is a matter of life and death, and taking it is risking one's life, because once the effect of the medicine wears off, the meridians will definitely be severely damaged, and it will take decades to recover.

His current situation is definitely not at this point...

Is this guy crazy?
but……

On the other hand, it is enough to prove that he is now completely at the end of his strength.

Hu Wenxin narrowed his eyes. Although he was forced to retreat step by step by the corpses, the ferocity in his eyes became even more intense.

Although this elixir is very effective, this sixth-grade kid will definitely not be able to hold on in less than ten breaths!
Hu Wenxin took a deep breath and gave it a try!
He mobilized all his spiritual power and fought back and forth with the corpse. While continuously retreating, he struggled to hold on and counted down in his heart.

One breath, two breaths... ten breaths!
Hu Wenxin shouted in his heart - Fall!
"Oh!"

However, what greeted him was only a blow to the head from the corpse.

The spear had been broken in the previous battle. At this moment, only the corpse's martial arts instincts continued to move.

"boom!"

Hu Wenxin was hit on the head and flew straight into the wall of the palace next to him.

"Wow..."

That part of the palace collapsed.

Hu Wenxin saw stars and spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the corpse chasing him with an incredible expression on his face.

How can it be? !
He dodged quickly and flew out, and saw Gu Fangchen below with blood-colored veins spreading all over his body, and it was obvious that his meridians had reached their limit.

But he actually raised his head and grinned at Hu Wenxin.

Hu Wenxin's face changed.

Madman! This guy doesn't want to die!
What else are you fighting for?
Run first!

He hid for so long just to stay alive, not to die here in obscurity.

In fact, Gu Fangchen didn’t care at all about his meridians.

This body, which he had refined into a puppet, was already riddled with holes and completely incapable of normal cultivation. No matter how much he tossed it around, it would be completely reshaped soon anyway.

Now it is pure waste recycling.

Hu Wenxin immediately turned around and ran, but he did not go back the way he came. Instead, with a ferocious look on his face, he rushed towards Xu Zhenguan who had been hiding nearby.

This sword palace is full of puppet mechanisms. If you are not recognized, you will die.

So he must get Xu Zhenguan's sword!

The sword that was reforged from the old long sword could make the puppets treat him as one of their own. This was his way to survive.

Hu Wenxin stretched out his hand, slapped Xu Zhenguan away with one palm, and snatched away the "First Rank".

Little did he know that Gu Fangchen was waiting for this moment!
He stepped forward, formed seals with his hands, and chanted a spell.

The four pillars around it all lit up at once!

Swordplay! Open!

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ps: It’s not Hakiba!

(End of this chapter)