Fairy, I really am a villain!

Shen Xingyao's delicate and smooth face had lost its luster and shrunk slightly, but she was completely unaware and was still making a loud noise.

The white mist here not only absorbs true energy, but also absorbs the blood and energy of the human body!

The more she moves like this, the faster her blood and energy will dissipate!

Fang Qingxiao wanted to remind her, but was stopped by Fang Xiwen, who shook his head vigorously.

Soon, a figure walked out from the rolling white fog. It was a handsome young man. He looked at Shen Xingyao tenderly, "My beautiful lady, is there anything I can do for you?"

Hearing this, Shen Xingyao wiped her eyes and asked in surprise, "Are you also trapped here?"

"Yes, I am an inner disciple of Tianyu Sect and I am practicing nearby."

He appeared polite and approached step by step.

Except for Shen Xingyao, everyone else clenched their weapons tightly, their hearts beating like drums.

Who the hell would practice in a place like this?

Yue Zhengfang calmly took a few steps closer and slightly separated himself from his fellow disciples.

"Then, you have to go down the mountain with us..." Shen Xingyao's smile was still on her face when suddenly a loud shout rang out!

"Do it!"

Several extremely sharp sword lights attacked from all directions and pierced through the evil cultivator's body.

Following the instructions from the senior sister, Yue Zhengfang grabbed her collar and quickly left the place!

puff!

Blood spurted out like crazy, the man's body was first torn into pieces, and then pulled together again!

"It's no use! Ahahahaha!"

Thick purple mist spewed out from his nose, eyes, and mouth, and spread rapidly in all directions.

Fang Qingxiao, who was waiting for an opportunity in the distance, gripped the hilt of the sword tightly and swung out three swords in rapid succession. The sword light twisted and turned like waves, repelling a large amount of purple mist.

But there is no use in going on like this.

"Sister, are you willing to trust me unconditionally?" Fang Xiwen suddenly asked at the critical moment.

"Ah."

Without any hesitation, she nodded vigorously. Seeing that the evil cultivator had already reached her fellow disciple, she drew a bright sword light in the air and chopped him into several pieces again!

At this moment, Fang Xiwen felt a little flustered for the first time.

Why, no contract is generated?

My sister wouldn't lie to me...it's just that I don't trust her——

Even after spending such a long time together, Fang Xiwen still couldn't completely trust her.

Even if she rebuilds her foundation,

Even if she does what she asks,

Even if I obey you in everything...I still can't get over the hurdle in my heart.

"Sister!"

In the distance, Fang Qingxiao used a sword to clear away the poisonous fog in order to protect them, but she herself inhaled some of it because she was unable to dodge, and her breath dropped sharply.

But she still cast a reassuring look in this direction, smiled faintly, and drew her sword to kill again.

Oh shit.

[You are me, I am you]

He finally felt the existence of the contract, his inner energy suddenly boiled over, and he rushed out violently.

[You have obtained a brand new covenant here]

The evil cultivator was hit by another sword and his body exploded into pieces, but it quickly reassembled in front of Shen Xingyao.

Seeing this, he finally understood!

[Qi Zheng said, "Break the prison to find the wings of rebellion"]

"Girl, let us become one—"

The blood ghost suddenly pulled open the flesh on his chest, and strands of blood like tentacles pounced towards her. Shen Xingyao only had time to slash out with a random sword and waited for death in despair.

[I, the Lord of the Divine Court Sword, was born with a blessing, which gave me more help in my rebirth...]

At the critical moment, Fang Xiwen rushed between the two of them, and with his left hand holding the Ming Lei Fu, he wiped the sword, and a brilliant purple thunder exploded!

He lowered his body, rushed close to the evil cultivator, and drew an arc upwards with his sword!

Extreme electric wind and thunder!

boom!

Because the evil cultivator was too badly injured, the sword almost cut him in half vertically!

But this time, the flesh and blood tentacles did not extend again, only a sharp wailing sound was heard in the void!

Purple lightning extended densely on his body, and then revealed noble golden true energy.

"How do you know——"

Half of the evil cultivator's body turned black, his eyes were bloodshot and filled with disbelief.

"Hey," Fang Xiwen almost lost all his strength after slashing out with the sword. His body swayed for a moment, and he smiled: "You are indeed unkillable, because no one can kill another 'dead man'."

"Dead man..." Shen Xingyao sat down on the ground, muttering to herself.

"Why do you want to suck the life out of other people?"

"Why can you still stand up after being fatally wounded again and again?"

"Why don't you have any wounds on your body, but your feet are still bleeding?" Fang Xiwen poked his body with the sword and shouted, "Because you are a fucking ghost, and your flesh and blood are just decorations!

You can't control a piece of meat to fight, you can only force it to walk like a person!"

"No, no, I'm not dead..."

"There is no place for you in this world anymore, go and see the King of Hell obediently!"

“Shut up!!” Hearing this, the evil cultivator felt more uncomfortable than being hit by a sword of extreme masculinity. His eyeballs suddenly shattered and cracked. “I’m not dead yet. I can be resurrected!!”

He stretched out his hand and a head-sized amount of blood essence flew out from the white mist. He greedily absorbed it. Even his severely injured spirit body was recovering bit by bit!

"It's useless. I won't die. No one can kill me!!"

Seeing this, Shen Xingyao's face turned pale and she shook him vigorously, "He, he's recovering again, what should I do!"

"I told you to use the most yang and strong moves. If you don't know how, just use the talisman to enchant. At worst, a little bit of Qi will do," Fang Xiwen blinked, completely confused. "Is that all you can do?"

"Why are you still laughing?!"

"See for yourself."

Following his finger, a sword light that was fiercer, bigger, and more powerful than his sword fell from the sky, like a real nine-day thunder punishment!

Real electric wind and thunder!

Everyone who was nearby heard the dull sound. Not only the evil cultivator, but even the blood essence ball was shattered by this sword!

The white mist suddenly dissipated, and the bright and tall woman sheathed her sword, smoothed her slightly messy hair, and walked towards this side in white clothes.

"I knew he had a backup plan, that's why I used the first sword strike," Fang Xiwen threw a jade bottle to her sister and said with a smile, "How do you think this sword strike works?"

After the white mist dissipated, the sunlight cast a layer of golden light on the young man's face. His sword-like eyebrows flew into his temples, and he looked handsome and noble.

After all, he saved me once. Shen Xingyao curled her lips and said, "That's it..."

"You are worthy of being the Third Young Master."

Snapped.

Yue Zhengfang's voice rang out, and the two of them clapped their hands lightly. Fang Xiwen grabbed his shoulder and said with a smile, "If Senior Brother Yue hadn't severely damaged it, this sword would not have been so effective."

"Haha, Third Young Master, you are joking." Yue Zhengfang rarely gets so close to others, but he feels good about it, and a simple smile appears on his face, "I am relying on you and Senior Sister."

"Hey, don't say that..."

The two of them walked down the mountain talking and laughing, and Fang Xiwen didn't even bother to look at the idiot.

He was not a natural person, mainly because that sword almost drained all his energy. Not only did he have to activate the Minglei Talisman, but he also had to guide the power in the talisman and find a good angle to use the sword moves he had just mastered...

He already had difficulty walking.

If Luo Qingni was here, she would definitely run over stupidly to support him.

"Brother Yue, your shoulders are quite broad, huh?"

"Really? It may be because I have a big frame," Yue Zhengfang said seriously, "My fellow disciples think I take up too much space, but since I can make the Third Young Master lean on me more comfortably, it's not in vain."

"Brother Yue, I am touched..."

Shen Xingyao had been left aside, her face turning pale and blue, with an extremely ugly expression.

At this time, Fang Qingxiao passed by her, staring at the two people in front of her. She could vaguely hear her mumbling to herself, "...I should have carried him down the mountain, but there were too many people. Why were there so many people..."

Chapter 31 Easy to scold

The Jianzong group walked safely to the foot of the mountain.

After killing the evil cultivator, the male disciple who was proficient in formations also found the center of the formation. After Fang Qingxiao left the team briefly and destroyed it, the thick fog covering Fufeng Mountain finally dissipated gradually.

With their lives no longer in danger and the mission accomplished, the group of young people became active again.

"We have made such a great contribution, what kind of reward will the sect give us?"

"At the very least, everyone should get a Tiancong Pill, right? I would rather have a sharp sword."

"Speaking of which, the Third Young Master is really amazing..."

"Shh!"

When Shen Xingyao heard a male disciple start to speak well of the "enemy", she immediately jumped out and said loudly: "What's so great about that? It's just that he was a little luckier!"

"Oh, Junior Sister is right..."