Li Muhe was already in a state of rage at this time, the veins in his hand holding the long sword were bulging, his eyes were scarlet, the anger had already burned his reason, he didn't care about anything, now he just wanted Shen Chichuan to die!

Li Muhe's long sword was moaning under the urging of great internal force, just like the wail of a dead soul who died under the sword. Chi Chuan.

In an instant, the ground cracked like a broken ground after the sword energy passed by!

Shen Chichuan's robes fluttered under the sword energy, and his black hair fluttered in a gust of wind and clouds. He looked like a white-clothed Shura from hell, with a faint blood mist around him. As his eyes opened, a huge The red fire lotus bloomed instantly in front of him.The sword qi smashed directly on the fire lotus without any rules, and there was a huge sound. This sound was like the emperor bell in the middle east of the ancient mythology.

As soon as the sound came out, the surrounding guards and attendants who had slightly lowered their internal strength fell to the ground on the spot, bleeding to death from their seven orifices, and only a few who could protect themselves ran away desperately.

Shen Chichuan's fire lotus can only resist for a moment, Li Muhe's internal force is too strong, the sword energy finally broke through the defense, Shen Chichuan was slashed head-on by the sword energy, fortunately the sword energy has been offset by the fire lotus For the most part, Shen Chichuan barely held himself up from falling.

He didn't pause at all, and directly moved the long sword on the ground with his internal force, pointing directly at Li Muhe.

At that moment, even the fire lotus above the head was smashed down.

In an instant, it will be destroyed!Unstoppable!

Li Muhe used blood as a guide, poured it into the sword, and released all his internal energy without any concealment. His internal energy was already very different from that of ordinary practitioners. It had already turned into a thick black mist, lingering around the long sword, all the way. Circling upwards, blocked the fire lotus above the head, and the overwhelming sword group in front of him was also blocked by the black mist.

The sword array directly rolled up everything around it, and the tremendous coercion made anyone present who could still run rush out desperately, only one figure was facing the opposite direction, and went up against the huge coercion.

Shangwen felt as if he was about to be torn apart. In the face of such absolute power, his body could not support at all, and his internal organs were shattered.He moved his legs desperately, and walked towards the incense burner in the middle of the courtyard bit by bit.

It was only a few steps away, but it was extremely difficult for him at the moment, every step he took was as painful as Ling Chi.

Shang Wen desperately instilled belief in himself: there is one more point, which he can touch right away.

As long as he reaches the incense burner, Li Muhe will never be able to stand up again, this is his only chance!

The sword formation swept up, and the stone pillar beside the road was swept into the air like a leaf, and then fell down heavily, directly hitting Shangwen's body.He spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered two steps, and felt that his eyes were blurred, and the figure was in a trance. He already felt that his internal organs had been shattered.

In a haze, he seemed to see Nancheng. In that small Nancheng in the late winter and early spring, he met the person who treated him best in his life.

But he...

I'm sorry, he knew that he was no longer worthy of saying this, and he was even less worthy of meeting those people.

But he knows that he cannot fall, this is his only chance to redeem himself.

Li Muhe's long sword had gathered all his internal energy. This was when his body was weakest and his mental strength was the most unstable. Only at this time could he have the chance to kill Li Muhe.

Shen Chichuan's sword array swept up all the way, without giving Li Muhe a chance to breathe, the sword array rushed straight up wave after wave, but unexpectedly, Li Muhe did not show fatigue at all.

But Shen Chichuan is different, he already feels that his internal energy is being greatly consumed, and his mental energy is slowly weakening. Wave after wave of sword arrays consume all his internal energy. If this continues, he will not support it at all. Not too long!

All of a sudden, the fragrance that came from nowhere spread out, and the strong smell lingered in the entire Wuye Temple, which was extremely abrupt.

Li Muhe, who was mentally weak, was shocked by the sudden fragrance: This fragrance...is it Anshenxiang?

At this moment, Shangwen poured the full bottle of Anshen incense into the incense burner, and this incense burner formed a huge incense burner through the flame and mixed with the Anshen incense.The efficacy of this aromatherapy burner is exceptionally high, and the scent of tranquilizing incense is greatly volatilized, wishing that the entire Luoxiao Palace could smell it.

After Shangwen poured the bottle of Anshenxiang into it, he finally spit out a mouthful of blood and poured it down slowly.

This calming incense is specially prepared by Yan Shijun with herbs, a small amount does have a calming effect.But this fragrance is essentially a strong suppression of his manic internal force, and the longer this internal force is suppressed, the more powerful the backlash will be, and Yan Shijun added addictive ingredients in it, the purpose is to let Li Muhe try it once I can't live without it anymore.

When the internal force in his body has been suppressed for too long, the sudden large dose of Anshenxiang is equivalent to a catalyst, and all the suppressed internal force will be eaten back in an instant.

Li Muhe felt as if his body was about to be torn apart, and his soul seemed to be pulled out.At that moment, Shen Chichuan saw a lot of thick black fog appearing behind him, like a mass of huge fangs, and like a ghost from hell, screaming and roaring all the way to the sky.When the thick fog cleared, Li Muhe finally fell down.

Then his body began to rapidly age, wither, and crumble.In the end, he didn't even have time to say a word, and his whole body turned into a mass of black ashes.

In an instant, the situation reversed.

Shen Chichuan finally lost his strength, and knelt heavily on the ground, his heart ached unbearably. He rubbed his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood, which eased a little.

"Yan... Yan Shijun..."

Shen Chichuan didn't have time to think too much at all, he only knew that Li Muhe was dead and everything was over.

They can be together now.

Shen Chichuan staggered to his feet, supported the ground with his sword, and almost limped to the door, with trembling hands, pushed the door open.

"I won, Li Muhe is dead..." There was no answer in the door, Shen Chichuan lowered his voice by half a degree, and called softly, "Where are you?"

There was silence inside the door, only a faint candle was still burning, reflecting the dim room.

Shen Chichuan's heart sank inexplicably, he forced a smile and called out again: "I'm here, are you angry because you waited too long?"

No one responded, the bed curtain was tightly closed, and the faint candlelight inside the curtain reflected a figure lying flat.

Shen Chichuan's voice was already trembling, but he still didn't believe it, and forced a smile, but he didn't know that his voice was already crying: "You're just tired, aren't you?"

The curtain was completely pulled back, and the eyes of the emaciated man on the bed were tightly closed, but he was already unable to answer any of his questions.

[The author has something to say: There will be more tomorrow, absolutely he, I guarantee it with integrity! 】

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