Become a legend in Hong Kong

When the sword entered her chest, Yan Chixia's eyes widened immediately, her face was full of disbelief, she coughed uncontrollably, and a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

He held the blade of the sword that pierced his chest with one hand, and swung the sword with the other hand, swinging away the red umbrella protecting the nine-tailed fox.

The golden light from the sword's edge struck directly at the head of the nine-tailed fox. The latter laughed wildly, raised the red umbrella again to parry, and stabbed the blood-red sword with all his strength, pushing Yan Chixia forward.

"Yan Chixia, I said, today is the day you die!"

Seeing Yan Chixia's chest covered with blood, the nine-tailed fox grinned even more ferociously, already seeing the sword edge piercing Yan Chixia's chest.

Stable!

"Stop, stop talking nonsense...as long as I still have breath..."

"Hahaha, you have to swallow it if you are angry!"

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On the other side, Shi'er was killing in all directions in the black smoke. With an ax in his hand, he swept through thousands of troops. There was not a single intact Yin soldier within a radius of ten meters.

Even if a vicious ghost approaches by chance, Yan Chixia's copper coin armor, woven by her own hands, will be able to do anything to him.

He can't be beaten again and again, and he can't be hurt. When Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers fight against Shi'er, they can only be tortured.

However, the most lethal ones were the two fire crows.

After all, manpower is sometimes exhausted. Even if the Yin soldiers don't fight back and stand in line and let others slaughter them, it will still take half a day to deliver them all.

The fire crow is different. It is a thing that overcomes the coldness of the sky and becomes a large area when burned.

Seeing that Shi'er was getting ready to kill, Liao Wenjie was afraid that he would be hit with two axes if he got too close, so he decisively retreated to a safe distance.

Suddenly, he realized something was wrong with Yan Chixia. He turned around and saw the nine-tailed fox stabbing Yan Chixia in the chest, pushing her forward.

Damn it, if you don't pay attention, the main force will get a blood loss from the opponent.

Liao Wenjie didn't think that Yan Chixia would die in this damn place, but a sword piercing the chest would definitely hurt her seriously. Without Yan Chixia, he and Shi'er would have to fight the nine-tailed fox...

It can only be said that Shi'er will be eager to try it, but he firmly resists this kind of extra drama.

"Monster, look at the hidden weapon!"

Liao Wenjie tapped his toes on the ground, his body turned into a strong wind, and he quickly approached the two of them. He held a handful of blood-stained copper coins and smashed them over their heads and faces.

The golden light struck, and the nine-tailed fox didn't even look at it. He let the copper coins explode with sparks on his body, and even if he was injured, he wanted to kill Yan Chixia first.

The densely packed copper coins were thrown down, and the nine-tailed fox was only slightly injured, but there was not much gauze fabric, and now there was even less. A burst of sprinting and Q-bombs made Yan Chixia miserable.

With the golden sword in hand, Liao Wenjie quickly approached the two of them, holding the sword with both hands and slashing at the nine-tailed fox's arm.

The nine-tailed fox had no choice but to hold the blood-red sword tightly in Yan Chixia's grasp. He was still unable to stab it, so he had to pull away.

Ding!

There was a clang of gold and iron, and the golden sword struck the body of the blood-red long sword, directly breaking the tip of the sword.

What a brittle sword, it must not have been tempered!

Liao Wenjie stared blankly, without thinking, he grabbed Yan Chixia's shoulder, gathered strength with his right foot, gritted his teeth and kicked out another Tianzhan Kick.

Blue light bloomed and swept towards the chest and abdomen of the nine-tailed fox.

Tian Can once said that Liao Wenjie's body could not withstand the overbearing Qi of Tian Can's magical power. One kick a day was the limit, and any more would damage the acupuncture points on his legs.

He had just used Spring Breeze and Transforming Rain to heal him, and he had barely managed to get rid of the sequelae. He could have forced a second kick, but the power of the same infuriating energy was reduced by half.

The nine-tailed fox was eager to kill Yan Chixia. The distance was too close and it was too late to dodge. As soon as he put up the red umbrella to protect himself, he was kicked hundreds of meters away by the huge brute force.

"Master Yan, your injury..."

Liao Wenjie put down Yan Chixia and saw that his face was pale. He hurriedly used Spring Breeze and Transformed Rain to press it on his chest. He found that it was a little hard. When he touched it, he found that the boxy shape seemed to be a book, but it was actually a hard shell.

Looking at the blood on his clothes, all of which came from cuts on his palms, Liao Wenjie's eyes widened immediately.

"This, you..."

This Yan Chixia is a seasoned actress, and so is the blood stain on her mouth. She must have bitten her tongue secretly.

He envied people who could bite their tongues casually and get twice the result with half the effort by pretending to be dead and injured, but he couldn't pretend like that.

At the same time, Yan Chixia also widened her eyes. She finally made the nine-tailed fox lose its vigilance, and her plan to lure the enemy deeper was mostly successful. Just when she was about to stage a desperate counterattack, Liao Wenjie jumped out.

The success fell short and the play was in vain.

(#灬)(_;)

"Master Yan, you...you are too injured, I can't save you!"

Liao Wenjie cried out sadly, tears streaming down his face, he pressed his palm on Yan Chixia's chest and rubbed out a little blood. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows, signaling to Yan Chixia that the drama was not complete and that his inclusion would make it more authentic.

"Ah, yes..."

Yan Chixia coughed a few times, with blood on Liao Wenjie's face. She raised her hand tremblingly and handed the big sword into his hand: "The ghost king is trying to harm me. You and Shi'er leave quickly. Don't be reluctant to fight. Twenty Within this year, you must not think of revenge for me."

"No, let's go together."

"Hahaha, none of you can leave!"

The nine-tailed fox came riding the wind, its waist-length hair dancing wildly in the wind. It held the red umbrella in one hand to protect itself, and handed over the broken sword with the other hand, stabbing Liao Wenjie straight into the back of the heart.

"Get out of the way!"

Yan Chixia's face became rosy, as if she was having a flashback. She quickly pushed Liao Wenjie away with quick eyes and hands, and at the same time opened her arms and pounced towards the nine-tailed fox.

This scene is all right. I'm here to hold her back. You guys hurry up and run.

The nine-tailed fox had a fierce light in its eyes, and it just wanted to cut off Yan Chixia's neck with its sword, and just wanted to kill him to avoid a long night of dreams and other mishaps.

Seeing the two people close at hand, Yan Chixia suddenly shot out a palm thunder with her backhand, and it hit the nine-tailed fox's face.

While she closed her eyes tightly, Yan Chixia opened her clothes and took out a black-covered scripture. When she opened it, she found the entire Diamond Sutra written in Sanskrit.

"Prajnaparamita!"

Yan Chixia avoided the broken sword, held the Diamond Sutra in both hands, and slapped the nine-tailed fox on the chest.

boom! !

The magnificent Buddha's light erupted, and a shocking loud noise exploded into the black fog in the sky. While the dust was flying, most of the ghost energy around the nine-tailed fox was gone. It was vomiting black blood and retreating in embarrassment.

Before it was over, the golden chains carved in Sanskrit on the Diamond Sutra rushed out from the book, wrapped tightly around the nine-tailed fox's limbs, tied it into a rice dumpling, and dragged it to the ground from mid-air.

"Ahhhh——"

The nine-tailed fox screamed and erupted with ghost energy, rolling and struggling, but still unable to escape from the golden chain.

"The form and spirit are like swords!"

Yan Chixia took the big sword handed over by Liao Wenjie and pointed it forward. The blade of the sword shot out with the roar of dragons and tigers, penetrating the chest of the nine-tailed fox and pinning it to the ground.

"ah!!"

The black mist vented crazily, and the Nine-tailed Fox's aura descended again and again, begging repeatedly, asking Yan Chixia to let her live. She was also an innocent person who died tragically back then, and she committed many wrong things because of her resentment.

As long as the villain looks good, his outlook will follow his facial features!

The nine-tailed fox begged, and her beauty and beauty were unbearable. Yan Chixia felt sorry for her, so she felt compassion and threw seven soul-locking needles to speed up her demise.

Liao Wenjie did the same, turning his head to look at the sky, waving his hand with sympathy, and sprinkled a large amount of copper coins to bury the nine-tailed fox.

This way it becomes invisible.

After a moment, the golden text chain retracted from the scripture, and the black mist's crazy spread stopped, leaving only strands floating out through the gaps in the copper coins.

Liao Wenjie took two steps forward and took back all the copper coins. On the ground, there was only a ball of black scorched earth and two or three rags, proving that the nine-tailed fox had once existed.

Clang!

Yan Chixia put away her sword and soul-locking needle, looked at Shi'er who was killing everyone in the Yin soldiers' battle formation, and muttered that he was so lethal, just like when he was young.

There was still a lack of beatings, so he decided to beat him a few more times before it was too late, so that the stupid apprentice would know that he should keep a low profile and not be arrogant.

"Master Yan, what kind of treasure is this umbrella?"

Liao Wenjie cleaned the battlefield and picked up the nine-tailed fox's magical weapon, the Red Luo Guishan. The broken sword, which was completely red, was thrown aside without even looking at it.

It breaks when touched, so he won't even give it away for free.

"The devil knows."

"Uh, okay."

Liao Wenjie scratched his head and saw Yan Chixia's lack of interest, so he decided to stay and study slowly by himself.

"Ajie, this umbrella has been used by the ghost king Nine-tailed Fox for many years, and it has been contaminated with a lot of ghost energy. If you want to use it, you'd better refine it."

Yan Chixia glanced at the broken sword in the distance, frowned and said: "And that sword, don't you want a magic weapon to practice sword control? That one is a magic weapon, although it is not as good as the one I use to cultivate my life." , but it is also a divine sword that is hard to find in the world."

"ah!?"

Liao Wenjie was about to ask how to refine the Red Luo Kisame, but he was stunned when he heard this.

He sighed that the fragrance was everywhere, picked up the broken red sword, and asked doubtfully: "Master Yan, this sword... I am not questioning you, but it is too brittle and breaks when touched. Can this be called a magic weapon?"

"In the past, there was a sword-making god who forged five supreme weapons in the mountains, namely the immortal way, the royal way, the domineering way, the killing way, and the evil way..."

Yan Chixia pulled out the golden sword from Liao Wenjie's back, banged it twice, and broke off a section of the blood-red sword body. She pointed at the last 30 centimeters of the dagger and said, "If I'm not wrong, this is the sword of evil." 'Victory over evil', every inch of the sword becomes more evil, and the sword-smithing master stopped after only half of it was cast. Therefore, although it is incomplete, it is indeed a rare magic weapon."

"Five divine weapons...the sword of evil...the sword of defeating evil..."

Liao Wenjie frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard the story somewhere, but the version he knew was far less evil than what Yan Chixia told.

Considering the different worldviews, in this land filled with monsters and monsters, it is normal to be a little evil.

"Can one also practice sword control with an evil sword? Will he become a person of the evil way?"

"Hmph, it's just a weapon. Is there anything more evil than monsters in the world?"

Yan Chixia glared at Liao Wenjie: "Use it if you like. It sounds like you have many choices."

It seems to be true.

Liao Wenjie nodded and inserted Shengxie into the handle of the red umbrella. He suddenly thought of something and said with great interest: "Master Yan, aren't you a Taoist? Why do you have a Buddhist scripture?"

"I have never been a disciple, and there are not many rules to follow. Naturally, I can use whatever magic weapon is available. It doesn't matter whether it is Buddha or Tao. As long as it can subjugate demons." Yan Chixia said matter-of-factly.

"I mean, this Buddhist scripture is so powerful, what can I say?"

"???"

Yan Chixia raised her eyebrows, thinking that Liao Wenjie, a monk who had returned to secular life, was trying to get his idea of ​​the Diamond Sutra. She said angrily: "Whether it's powerful or not depends not on the scriptures, but on who wrote it. This isn't the right book." Ordinary manuscript."

"Who wrote it?"

"How do I know? I don't even know Sanskrit."

Yan Chixia snorted: "I only know that this 'The Sutra of Breaking the Vajra Prajnaparamita' was won by a monk and I when we had a bet on our abilities. After the monk lost, he looked like a dead abbot. I left in despair.”

"Ah this..."

Liao Wenjie didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "The monk is doing things, and the abbot suffers... The abbot is really miserable."

"No, that monk is the abbot!"

"..."