Chapter 208 The Death of Luo Huainan

Liu Shisui, who hadn't appeared for a long time, was no longer a teenager.

His expression was still so calm, but the wild fire in his eyes was a little crazy.

Repelled by Luo Huainan's blood arrow, he used the magic fire all over the ground to sew it on again, and the flying sword cut it down!

At the same time, his right fist hit Luo Huainan's face with burning black smoke.

Luo Huainan's meridians were damaged, but with the magic fire that had been forced out of his body by the mouthful of blood, his Dao heart was unobstructed, and he called back the Beichen Bell!

A gorgeous streamer of light illuminates the small courtyard shrouded in darkness.

With a loud bang, the walls of the courtyard were completely shattered, violent air waves rolled up gravel and sprayed all around, and the disciples of Beiximen who were guarding outside the courtyard fell to the ground unconscious.

Luo Huainan's realm strength is much higher than Liu Shisui's. Even if he is seriously injured at this time, it is by no means Liu Shisui's ability to confront him head-on.

Liu Shisui's flying sword was re-cultivated after leaving Qingshan. The grade was ordinary, but it was destroyed and turned into countless pieces.

The Beichen Bell broke through the demonic flames all over the sky, hitting his chest hard.

Liu Shisui spurted blood and retreated.

Luo Huainan was injured twice in a row today, especially the last time he was attacked by Liu Shisui. The injury was even worse. For safety reasons, he didn't want to stay any longer.

A sword light suddenly appeared and directly penetrated his body!

That sword light was extremely cold and indistinct, making it difficult to detect.

Luo Huainan snorted, looked at the inconspicuous residential building on the ground, and waved his sleeves.

A ray of light hit the dwelling.

There are still powerful enemies hiding, even if he can't even care about Bei Chenzhong, he has to endure the severe pain and leave.

Two black flames sprouted from Liu Shisui's feet.

He jumped high into the sky and hugged Luo Huainan's leg.

Luo Huainan hit him on the back with a palm.

Normally, his palm would definitely kill Liu Shisui, but this time the injury was too serious, and the power was much weaker.

Liu Shisui spurted blood, but he didn't let go, his hands were like cast iron.

The houses across the street collapsed.

The streamer of Beichen Bell was shattered by the cold flying sword that turned back from the sky.

A man in black wearing a hat came out of nowhere.

How did she do it without a sword?

Seeing the man in black approaching at high speed in his field of vision, Luo Huainan knew that the most critical moment had come.

He used the most hidden method that he had not fully mastered, and his face became even paler.

A statuette appeared in his pupil.

He pointed out from the air, shooting out a beam of light like gold and jade.

That beam of light carried supreme coercion, definitely not at the level of an ascetic at the Golden Core stage, and it directly covered an area of ​​more than ten feet.

No matter how fast the man in black was, he couldn't dodge it.

What happened next was beyond his expectation.

The man in black wearing a hat suddenly disappeared.

The next moment she appeared in front of Luo Huainan with more than ten sword lights.

Those sword lights came from her body.

Even the heaven and earth escape method is nothing more than that.

Invisible sword body!

Luo Huainan recalled a certain scene that Nanshan once told him, and he was extremely shocked.

He looked into the eyes of the person under the hat and guessed who she was.

Zhao Layue!

He let out a snarl, and snapped his fingers together.

The night sky deformed and the wind howled.

It seemed that there were two invisible mountains pressing down on Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue didn't dodge it, but took a hard blow.

Luo Huainan's hand held her neck.

There were gaps all over his hands, spraying blood arrows.

As long as he exerted a little force, Zhao Layue would die.

But it was too late.

Liu Shisui's fist was filled with black magic fire, and landed on his lower abdomen like a black dragon.

There was a loud bang.

The night clouds were blown away by the strong wind.

There was a faint cracking sound.

The whole city was shocked.

First pierced by the Chuzi sword, and then hit by the full force of the Blood Demon Kungfu, Luo Huainan's golden core could no longer bear it, and it shattered!

His face was pale and his fingers were slightly loose.

Zhao Layue's fingers brushed like the wind.

A bloodstain appeared on his neck.

The bloodstains spread at an extremely fast speed.

There was a click.

disconnect.

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Clap clap.

Four crashing sounds sounded almost simultaneously in the ruins of the small courtyard.

In the smoke and dust, Luo Huainan's head and body could be seen.

Liu Shisui and Zhao Layue stood up.

He spat out another mouthful of blood.

Zhao Layue did not, her face under the hat was a little pale.

She reached out to recall Hatsuko Sword.

Liu Shisui reached out to take it.

The two looked at each other, turned around and disappeared into the night.

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The top floor of the Treasure Pavilion.

Gu Qing walked to the window and began to release the formation outside the window with a concentrated expression. His hands brought out afterimages, and the speed could be imagined——Bao Shuju's owner was right. When he released the formation earlier, he had already confirmed this fact. And for some reason, Chengtian Sword Intent seemed to be particularly suitable for formation.

The window opened a small crack.

Zhao Layue appeared in the room, with several sword lights in his clothes and hair, which gradually disappeared.

Lu Qing rearranged the formation outside the window, turned around and walked to her side, took out a box and put it in front of her mouth.

Zhao Layue spit out a mouthful of blood into the box, then she reached out and tore off the black clothes, and threw them into the box as well.

The sword is on fire.

In an instant, the blood and black clothes in the box were burned to ashes.

Gu Qing felt relieved.

Later that Sanqing grass will be planted in the ashes, and after the breath is blocked, no one will be able to notice the difference.

It wasn't until they finished these things that the practitioners in the Treasure Pavilion realized that they should be rushing there.

Lu Qing glanced at Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue said: "There are still some problems left, but that is not our problem."

Gu Qing asked, "Who is that person?"

Zhao Layue said, "Liu Shisui."

Lu Qing was a little surprised, and said with emotion: "Yes, we are the only ones who will do this."

After a while, he asked again: "But how did that guy get it?"

Zhao Layue said: "It's not counted, but this game he designed."

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In the ruins, Luo Huainan's body was separated, lifeless.

A Nascent Soul quietly floated out from his broken neck.

The Nascent Soul was very small, exuding a faint golden light, and looked very fragile, as if it might be annihilated by the night wind.

Nascent Soul floated into the well.

The light of the sword and the magic weapon illuminated the ruins of the small courtyard, and many practitioners rushed over from the Pavilion of Treasures.

Nascent Soul didn't dare to show up, because it was too weak and might die at any time, and no one could believe it now.

Tonight was the situation he had discussed with Guo Nanshan. Who would have thought that it would become a real trap. Could it be that the Qingshan sect wanted to kill him?

Yuanying sank to the depths of the well, went against the current, went out of the city and entered the river, and floated up when there was no one there, heading north to Yunmeng Mountain.

More than ten quiet mountain peaks appear under the night sky, which is still far away from the center of Yunmeng Mountain.

Nascent Soul flew to the bottom of the cliff, got into a cave covered by vines, and activated the restraint with his breath.

An emerald green vial was placed on the stone table deep in the cave.

I don't know if the small green bottle is made of colored glaze or jadeite, but it exudes a faint luster.

This is a magic weapon that he was extremely lucky to find, it can collect the aura of heaven and earth, and accumulate the soul.

As long as it enters the little green bottle, there is no need to worry about the Nascent Soul being scattered and dying.

Luo Huainan's Nascent Soul floated above the little green bottle.

Suddenly, dozens of very thin rays of light floated from the table, forming a net to bind the Nascent Soul.

Those rays are so straight that they look like lines on a chessboard.

Where the lines intersect, they condense into dewdrop-like light spots, which look very solid, like chess pieces.

Yuan Ying showed a terrified expression on his face, trying to struggle out.

chi chi!

Those rays of light fell on Nascent Soul's body, making a burning sound.

Nascent Soul showed a painful expression, the source was damaged and became even darker.

Tong Yan came out from the depths of the cave.