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Mo Youning narrowed his eyes, and the hand on Fei'er's waist quickly clasped the opponent's sneaking claw, and then clamped the leg that was kicking towards him between his knees.

After the other party was unable to perform other small actions, he firmly imprisoned the murderous person in front of him in his arms.

At the same time, he called eagerly: "Fei'er, Fei'er..."

However, Gu Yifei still didn't answer the calls, and kept trying to break free from the obstacles that suppressed his hands and feet. After several unsuccessful attempts, he stopped and looked at Mo Youning in front of him.

He was expressionless, with no emotion in his red eyes, and his gaze was cold, shooting towards the obstacle that imprisoned him like a sharp arrow.

A moment later, he moved again.

Opening his mouth wide, he fiercely bit down on Mo Youning's exposed neck.

Blood was seen in one mouthful.

Mo Youning frowned slightly, and condensed his anger to the place where he was bitten, afraid of hurting Fei'er's teeth, so he didn't do anything else.

"You..." I wanted to ask what's the matter, but I remembered that the other party had no consciousness at the moment, so I didn't say any more useless words.

The four fingers clasped around the opponent's wrist lightly moved to the door of life.

He didn't dare to put his spiritual power in directly, after all, Fei'er was too repulsive to him now, and there were many dangers around.If the opponent resists his spiritual power detection, then both sides will suffer.

Trying to draw out a little bit of spiritual power, after thinking about it, and using the yin energy around him to cover it up a bit, he then gently poked in.

However, he had just entered for a minute, and before he touched the meridian, he was repelled by the violent spiritual power.This kind of repulsion is indistinguishable from friend and foe, and it also has the meaning of blood and the vague and incomprehensible 'Tao', which makes it impossible for him to invade again for a while.

There was no time to think about anything else.

The spiritual power barrier built around was also shattered and cracked by this impact.

The rotting corpses that had been blocked for a long time rushed towards the two of them like a raging flood, and they reached the whole body in less than a moment.

Mo Youning didn't have time to set up the barrier again, and his limbs were imprisoned by Gu Yifei, so he couldn't move his hand. In desperation, he could only let go of the hand that was holding the opponent's waist, summoned the long sword, and cleaned the area that was already close to him. The body of the skeleton carrion.

Gu Yifei, who had calmed down, also gained the freedom of one hand because of this. Seeing this, his hand acted like a claw again, and attacked the obstacle that was pulling him to swing the knife.

Seeing the obstacle dodging away, he took the opportunity to swipe his backhand, and moved the blade lightly. He wanted to get rid of the annoying obstacle, but he didn't expect that something uglier and more smelly was squeezed in front of him to block it.

In an instant, the knife rose and fell, the rotting corpse turned into bones, and the bones turned into flying smoke.

After a while, he also forgot what happened before, and he only remembered to clear away the obstacles, and he became that devilish and Buddha-like appearance again.

Mo Youning was still concerned about Fei'er's end, and was anxious to be freed, not knowing if his spiritual power penetrated just now and whether he had hurt anything.

From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the other party swinging the knife more neatly than him, so he let go of three points, and the remaining seven points were still high.After all, Fei'er's current appearance really made him feel uneasy.

Because he was thinking about it, he also had to waste a little more spiritual power to pay attention.

But what sword cultivators pay attention to is the artistic conception of "the unity of human and sword", and sometimes even the sword is not so important.

So judging from the fierce battle now, the carrion corpses that Gu Yifei killed were almost equal to those of Mo Youning, and the remaining ones were just a difference in cultivation.

And in this deep valley full of yin and evil oppression, and facing endless rotting corpses that don't know the pain, cultivation base is of little use.

After several times of swords and swords.

Mo Youning was really worried about Fei'er's appearance, and when he suddenly saw the big gourd pinned to Fei'er's waist, he remembered what Jian Xing said not long ago.

The yin and evil spirit here is too strong, which resists his cultivation and spiritual power. It seems that the magic weapon driven by spiritual power can't even play a big role, but self-detonation is still acceptable.

But he didn't think that this low-level magical weapon would be able to kill these rotting corpses whose bodies were like Nascent Soul stage by self-detonation.

Although the low-level magic weapon is not good, the high-level magic weapon is not necessarily.

And as the owner of the Zhenbao Pavilion, he still carries a lot of things on his body, and because of too many things, he can't distinguish the effects, and he has always been indifferent to foreign things, so he forgot that he can receive them. This gets rid of the rotting corpses.

Fortunately, it is not too late to remember now.

The high-level magic weapon was casually removed from the storage ring containing complicated magic weapons.

First, he cleaned up the rotting corpses in front of him, and then he used the endless sword intent in his body to build a small barrier for himself.After controlling it for a while, after getting familiar with it, he also circled Fei'er's body in a small circle.

It is actually a dangerous move to release the sword intent. After all, this thing is very safe in his body, but it is not very easy to control when it is released, especially in this place where the aura is full of evil spirits.If one is not careful, he may be backlashed.

Mo Youning was confident, and he didn't think too much about it, so he let it go.

Then, avoiding Fei'er, towards the distance of the deep valley, tried to throw the magic weapon in his hand to explode.

Take a look.

A cloud of flying smoke exploded.

After a while, after the soot dissipated, there were indeed quite a few carrion corpses missing, but there were still many standing firmly in place, and the bones on the ground quickly replenished the army of carrion corpses.

Perhaps the commotion caused by the self-detonation was too great, and those rotting corpses with little intelligence actually gathered in the direction of the self-destruction.

It was Mo Youning's expectation that the self-explosion would do limited damage to the rotting corpses, but it was a surprise that the rotting corpses would automatically gather there.

After seeing the effect, he threw out those high-level magic weapons more quickly, and at the same time led the barrier formed by the sword intent towards Fei'er.

Gu Yifei, with red eyes, waved the knife tirelessly like a carrion in battle.

But just when he raised his sword again, the light from nowhere in front of his eyes made his eyes hurt slightly, and his eyes were filled with white light. When he fell again, there were no rotting corpses around, only dazzling sword intents of various colors remained. Surrounding himself, he couldn't see anything.

For a moment, he, who didn't know how to think, was also sluggish.Holding the saber tightly, he looked at the layers of flowing sword intent without blinking, finally showing some expression on his face.

Mo Youning was still walking in Gu Yifei's direction.

Sensing that Fei'er was staying quietly inside at this time, he thought about the other party's resistance before, and then he didn't go there again, but added an additional spiritual power barrier protected by Dao.

Now there is no burden, and the speed of throwing the magic weapon is faster and more casual.After all, there is sword intent in Fei'er, and the self-destruction of the magic weapon will not be involved.

Under the sound of self-explosion and dazzling sword light.

Gu Yifei also gradually regained his senses.

To be honest, he really didn't know what was going on at this time.

He only remembered that he was struggling to kill the carrion, and then he was surrounded by layers of dazzling sword intent in the blink of an eye.

And these sword intents that exude a breath, look... really creepy...

Standing surrounded by layers of sword intent, Gu Yifei didn't dare to move.

I'm afraid that all the sword qi that came out of form will fall and tie him into a sieve.

Thinking about what was going on, he felt not only a coldness on his neck, but also a coldness all over his body.

and so.

How on earth was he surrounded by these sword intents?What about Mo Youning?

Could it be that after killing and killing, he was transferred to another place by the formation?

Before he could figure out why, layers of sword intent suddenly moved together, and he was so frightened that he was about to take out all kinds of weapons prepared by the elders from the universe in his sleeve.

But the sword intent circled around a few times, and there was no movement.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, the sword intent moved again.

Then, a man in black emerged from the 'thick' sword intent.

The familiar clothes were prepared by him.The familiar eyebrows and eyes were kissed by him.The high-level magic weapon in his familiar hand...is not his.But at this time, these several magical artifacts, which were worth a lot at first sight, were thrown out by those hands with ten distinct fingers.

In Gu Yifei's eyes, this behavior is like the boy who is said to be a good fortune boy under the seat of Guanyin.

Especially when he heard the self-explosion sound of a magic weapon outside, his eyes widened.

"You... what are you doing?"

Gu Yifei stammered and asked, and before waiting for an answer, he rushed to Mo Youning in three or two steps, half-stretched his little paws and looked at the hands that were still taking out the magic weapon and blew themselves up.

Glittering high-level magic weapon.

Not to mention the high price of a high-level magic weapon, it is also hard to find.If there are any special effects attached or if it comes from the hands of a master, it will be even more priceless!

Even hundreds of mid-level artifacts can be exchanged, roughly converted to thousands of low-level artifacts!If you calculate carefully, it will be tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones!It is enough to consume more than ten years of magic weapons of the disciples in the sect!

Is this... is this magic weapon that blew itself up?

The ones who blew themselves up right now are tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones!

And it keeps blowing itself up!

"What are you doing! Come on... stop..."

Gu Yifei's mind was full of spirit stones, and he, who was already a little confused, couldn't remember anything now.

Looking helplessly at Mo Youning's hands, his brows were tightly frowned, his expression was in a daze, his face turned white and blue.It seemed that he had been seriously injured, more like his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys had been cut.

And the eyes that were still a little crimson quickly turned into naked black, just like a deep pool of water, so clear that the lines of the high-level magic weapons could be reflected in it.