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The dark eyes of the sword spirit stared at Chen Xi, his arms vibrated, and the black aura automatically formed a huge wind blade, which quickly slashed towards Chen Xi.

Chen Xi's black hair flew with the fluctuation of spiritual power, her eyes turned cold, her body flashed, and she hid, but a small piece of fabric was still cut off at the corner of her clothes and fell down in mid-air.

Jiaojiao looked nervous: "Xiao Xi!!"

Chen Xi did not distract her attention and said in a deep voice: "Protect the little girl! I'm fine."

Seeing the sword spirit swooping towards Chen Xi again, Chen Xi didn't tolerate him, summoned his own sword, cut out a sword flower, and came forward to greet him.

The two swords collided together and made a "buzzing" sound.

The moment the sword spirit touched Chen Xijian, he regained his senses for a moment. He held his head in pain and said in a hoarse voice, "Quickly leave!"

At the same time, the eyes of the three evil cultivators living in the B&B suddenly tightened, and the wine glasses in their hands exploded.

"This can make you recover. I really underestimated her!"

Xie Xiu No. 1 curled up the corners of his mouth in contempt, walked to the inner room, and poured half of the blood essence and blood collected from hundreds of people in the jar onto a wooden sign.

As soon as the blood dripped, it was absorbed by the wooden sign within a second, and then the wooden sign emitted a blood-red light.

Xie Xiu No. 3 looked at this scene and was shocked: "You are..."

He knew that Xie Xiu No. 1 improved his cultivation by absorbing other people's luck for his own use, but today's scene was the first time he had seen it.

Xie Xiu No. 1 used the resentment of hundreds of people to pour it on a cursed wooden card, allowing the cursed person to burst out all their resentment and further enhance his combat effectiveness.

"Hmph, what's all the fuss about? This is just a new recipe I've researched." Xie Xiu No. 1 said proudly.

He would not tell them that this was a method he specially asked his master to use to fight against Chen Xi.

Strange to say, when he told his master about the situation of the person who hurt him, the master was silent for a minute, and finally gave him a black sword without saying anything, and this method, and even warned him again and again. Chen Xi must be destroyed.

Don't understand what's going on? Is it possible that the master has also suffered from Chen Xi?

Just when Xie Xiu No. 1 was lost in thought, Xie Xiu No. 2 rolled his eyes and then smiled. She was indeed the woman he had fallen in love with. She was indeed very powerful!

It would be so interesting to spend a lifetime with her!

His heart beat faster in his chest when he thought of Chen Xi who had lost her cultivation and was locked on the bed and doing whatever he wanted.

He became even more determined, he must get this woman!

in the village.

The defeated sword spirit suddenly burst out with a deeper layer of spiritual power, and the evil energy all over his body turned into blood red.

The farmers who were hacked to death by him all stood up at his call and ran staggeringly towards Chen Xi.

"what......"

There was a roar from their mouths, as if Chen Xi was a plate of delicious food, making people drool.

Faced with this situation, Chen Xi frowned and tried to avoid it.

Because she knew that once she used attack magic, the souls of these people would be harmed, and problems would arise if they wanted to reincarnate again.

In order for them to have a good future, Chen Xi had no choice but to avoid going around.

While hiding, many villagers' nails were scratched on their clothes.

Jiaojiao looked anxiously. Every time the villagers touched Chen Xi, he would take a breath of cold air.

But he couldn't help, so he could only worry.

The only way to solve the current dilemma is to get rid of the sword spirit.

Once he falls, the villagers who stood up because of him will fall again.

After Chen Xi figured out the key, he seemed to be dodging constantly, but in fact he was quietly approaching the sword spirit.

When Jiaojiao saw this, the tense strings in his heart finally relaxed.

In the realm of Sword Spirit, although his cultivation level is not restricted, because Sword Spirit's head was injured, his whole person seemed a little dull.

This is a big flaw.

Chen Xi took advantage of this flaw and finally got close to him, shaking the sword in his hand. The sword that was originally glowing with white light turned into a slender whip.

The whip coiled towards the sword spirit like a swimming dragon.

"Uh, kill!! Kill!!"

The sword spirit was tied up with a whip because of his negligence, but he still said a single word in his mouth.

Chen Xi really wanted to enter his sea of ​​consciousness to see what he had gone through to be so easily controlled and used to kill so many people.

Another reason is that this sword is very suitable for Liu Bingtao. If these controls can be cracked, it might become a very good famous sword!

The villagers who stood up stood still because Chen Xi tied up the sword spirit, motionless, like a stone statue.

Chen Xi sensed the surrounding area and saw that there was no danger, then she said, "Protect my body." Then his soul entered the sea of ​​consciousness of the sword spirit.

In the endless desert, there was a swordsman swallowing blood in his mouth and his body was crumbling. He held the black sword in his hand to support his body and kept himself from falling.

There were many monks standing in front of him. They talked and laughed, asking the sword cultivator to hand over something, but the sword cultivator was still unwilling to hand over something. He spat out a mouthful of dirty blood, and with the last breath of strength, he exploded with all his spiritual power. , killed all these people with the sword.

In the end, the sword cultivator also fell into a coma next to countless corpses.

When he was unconscious, the black sword in his hand emitted a cloud of black energy. When the black energy dissipated, there was another person beside the sword cultivator.

And this person is the sword spirit who just fought with Chen Xi.

He carried Jianxiu on his back and complained: "Do you like her so much? Would you rather throw your life away for her? What about me? Have you ever cared about me? "

He kept talking all the way, but those who could listen to him fell into a coma.

Chen Xi just followed them.

Suddenly the scene changed.

Appearing on the edge of a cliff, it was this swordsman again, holding a handful of rare medicinal herbs in his hand, which was said to be a magical medicine that could revive the dead.

But Chen Xi knew that this medicine did not have this function. At most, it could bring the dying person back from the brink of death! And people who are already dead are of no use.

Maybe the people in Jianxiu's heart are really important to him. He is unwilling to hand them over to his life and death. The people who are forcing him are all several levels higher than him in cultivation.

The outcome has been decided.

But he still held the black sword in his hand, his eyes were firm, and he would not give in at all.

In the end, he was knocked off the cliff by those people.

In the end, the medicinal herbs in his hand were not protected and fell with him in the wind.

Just when he was about to fall to his death, the sword spirit ran out again and saved him.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit suffered serious internal injuries this time and could only enter the black sword to cultivate and could not come out at any time.

The last words he left were: "Master, please take care of yourself! There is no resurrection after death!"

The sword cultivator just nodded, as if he didn't want to be persuaded, and the sword spirit had no choice but to sigh and disappear.