The Lord who use immortals as food

The purple-robed man raised his hand, and the blazing profound energy condensed again. He saw that a "Cing Fire" was about to touch the "corpse" again.

As expected, "Corpse" couldn't hold on any longer and raised his hand a step later, but the sword energy like snowflakes and frost silk erupted one step earlier than "Binghuo".

The sword energy was stretched as thin as silk, and when it hit the face it was like being rippled by the wind. It looked soft and smooth, but no one would doubt its sharpness.

Another man in purple robe stepped forward to block this move for him.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of wind behind him. When he turned around, the young man's veins glowed with blue fluorescence, and he jumped up and punched the purple-robed man in the back.

But even with a full-strength punch that was comparable to the Eighth Life Realm, he was still like a child in front of the top master. The man in purple robe spread out a hand and held down the fist that could only open the tiger's head.

The next moment, the man in purple robe could make him explode into a pile of meat, but after all, he was the host of a god species. The man in purple robe gently pulled him away, and the mysterious energy poured in to lock his meridians and joints.

At this time, the sword energy was pouring, but the young man's interference had no effect. Zhu Gaoyang's shot was quite weak due to his serious injury, and the purple-robed man caught the blow without much effort.

Another "Bing Huo" took action, and the high temperature exploded again. Bai Yi had already jumped up high, raised his hand, and the next blow seemed to be more fierce.

But suddenly there was an indescribable sharp danger in their lower backs. The two purple-robed men's hearts and lungs suddenly tightened. They turned around at the same time and saw the chained young man pulling out a gleaming sword from his belly.

What a fast sword!

What a beautiful sword!

What a strong sword!

Congratulations to Gao Yang for his sword!

The two purple-robed men suddenly realized that even if Zhu Gaoyang was seriously injured, his sword would not be as soft as before!

The real Dragon King is the most proud son of Dongting. The predecessors of the sects who have left their names in history have accumulated countless superb swordsmanship for thousands of years, and only in the past twenty years have they given birth to the only swordsman wizard.

Even if he was really dying and lying on the ground to be slaughtered, who would be sent to cut off the head would have to go through some negotiation.

What's more, he can still hold the sword at this time.

The "Tempering of the Dragon", ranked seventh in the Xuan Jing Department, contains the "Shooting Dragon Light", the fastest and most deadly sword in the world, which has always been said to cause death without injury.

The Purple People paid the price for their negligence.

A column-shaped sword energy penetrated the body of the purple-robed man on the left like a rainbow, and the chest and abdomen completely disappeared, leaving a huge hole.

Pei Ye almost shouted in surprise.

But the next moment his smile froze, and he saw the man in purple robe dragging the broken body and pressing Zhu Gaoyang's shoulder with his backhand without any hesitation. Blood suddenly shot out from Zhu Gaoyang's entire left arm.

Another purple-robed man drew his sword at the same time. At such a close range, there was no need for sword energy. The power was concentrated within, making it even more deadly.

Zhu Gaoyang's face was as white as paper, and he turned a blind eye to the injury on his left arm. He turned his head and stared coldly at the person who drew the sword. The man in purple robe immediately withdrew his three-point sword to defend.

But it was of no avail. Even though one arm was seriously injured, the sword was still like a jade dragon. With three "ding, ding, ding" sounds, the purple-robed man's sword was thrown away, and the sword's edge went straight to his throat.

Although the realms are almost the same, there is a huge difference between the two in terms of swordsmanship.

The purple-robed man flew back, his figure as straight as a dragon, but the shadow of his sword was like a maggot on his tarsus.

Just as he was about to slit his throat, the purple-robed man suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, but saw Zhu Gaoyang's figure bend and turn around.

At the same time, the boy's cry rang out in the woods.

He was stunned for a moment and immediately flew forward to pursue him.

In front of Pei Ye, the purple-robed man whose chest and abdomen had been penetrated was like clay. There was no organ in his body. At this time, the round hole was slowly closing.

The moment he realized that only he and the purple-robed man were left here, Pei Ye immediately retreated with all his strength and called out to Zhu Gaoyang.

Sure enough, the man in purple robe arrived at once.

Fortunately, Zhu Gaoyang also flew behind him almost at the same time, using his sword to gather energy. When the two faced each other, the man in purple robe almost instinctively floated back several feet.

It can be seen that even though he survived, the sword attack just now still left a huge shadow on him. He was absolutely unwilling and unable to withstand such a sword attack again.

But Zhu Gaoyang released his sword, made a seal with one hand, and then put his hand on Pei Ye's shoulder, and a grand profound energy gathered like a cloud.

Seeing this familiar scene, the two purple robes immediately rushed forward with all their strength, but the Xuan Qi dissipated first and there was no one inside.

…

Another fall, this time it was clear sky and white sun, and Pei Ye was prepared.

First, he held the weak hand on his shoulder, then used the branches to slow down his fall, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

Pei Ye took Zhu Gaoyang off his back and saw that the left half of his body was covered in blood. That blow had more than destroyed his left arm.

Without asking or checking, Pei Ye could tell that he was completely in a state of exhaustion.

First, he used [Shooting Dragon Light], which penetrated Changhong, and then used his already weak body to withstand the opponent's counterattack, then he ignited his true energy and chased the enemy for tens of feet, and finally used [Lingming Illuminating the World's Floating Dust], which was very draining on the body. Unrestrained].

Although the planned ambush failed this time, Zhu Gaoyang had indeed squeezed out the last bit of his own energy.

Pei Ye fed him another pill, but this time it had almost no effect. Zhu Gaoyang squinted his eyes, and the blood could no longer be effectively stopped by the true energy.

Pei Ye tore off his clothes and bandaged him quickly, then put him on his back again and ran westward with all his strength.

"How about it? Do you want to rely on me?" Zhu Gaoyang murmured with his head down on his shoulders.

"Okay, very good. It's up to you to catch up next time."

"Next time...it won't work..." Zhu Gaoyang chuckled and murmured, slowly closing his eyes.

"Hey! Don't sleep!" Pei Ye tried his best to inject the liquid called "dragon blood" into the body behind him. However, for the first time, this substance seemed to be difficult to deal with the injury.

"Well..." Zhu Gaoyang reluctantly opened his eyes, "Run west and don't stop. If you feel something is wrong in your stomach, you should commit suicide to avoid causing trouble to others."

"I'll kill myself." Pei Ye glanced at the shaky head on his shoulder, "Don't sleep!"

"Um."

"You haven't finished telling me "Xia Gu Gu Zan" yet. Didn't Xi Wu Qiu rush in and kill the gods and Buddhas? Hold on, wait until the 'Dragon's Blood' is fixed for you, you will also be the gods to kill. The gods and Buddhas stand in the way and kill the Buddha." Pei Ye said, "What Zhu Shi Jiao, what Qiong Qi, if you hadn't been caught off guard the first time we met, who would have been your enemy with Zhu Gaoyang's sword?"

"That's true." Zhu Gaoyang smiled silently.

When he found the valley, he really didn't expect that there were three top masters in it. In such a sudden change, he even killed one of them.

Moreover, instead of escaping directly after being seriously injured, they dared to lurk directly, and finally brought out the final product of their plot in full view of everyone.

It is indeed a hero who stands alone and turns the tide.

"But," Zhu Gaoyang sighed weakly, "I actually didn't win the battle to wash Wu Qiu, and I really can't even pick up the sword."