Qin Yurou caressed a snow-white spirit fox in his arms and said softly.
"My monster friends have set up spies outside the town. If there is any abnormal movement, they will immediately alert you."
Gu Sheng nodded slightly.
"Try to kill that evil cultivator today to avoid a long night of nightmares."
Shen Qingtian hesitated for a moment.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, the evil cultivator has reached the late stage of foundation building, we..."
"It doesn't matter."
Gu Sheng interrupted her, with confidence in her eyes.
"I'm sure of myself."
The three of them stopped talking and each said goodbye.
Three rays of light soared into the sky, speeding towards the border town in the distance.
Jiang Feiyu watched them leave, the resentment in his eyes getting stronger.
He climbed up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a jade talisman from his arms and crushed it.
"Gu Sheng. Shen Qingtian You will regret it!"
He smiled ferociously and looked at the forbidden light curtain rising around the Daoist temple.
"When you run back in embarrassment, watch how I humiliate you!"
He sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his breathing to heal his injuries. In his mind, he began to imagine the scene where Gu Sheng would kneel down and beg for mercy, and Shen Qingtian would regret it.
Thinking of the happy place, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"They've all gone, why don't you go with them?"
A low and sinister voice suddenly sounded behind Jiang Feiyu, like a poisonous snake spitting a message that made people's hair crawl.
Jiang Feiyu sneered subconsciously.
"Hmph, I wish they would die by those evil cultivators."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that the voice did not come from anyone in his memory.
He stiffened and turned his head slowly.
Three feet away, a man in a bloody robe was looking at him with a half-smile.
The man's face was as pale as paper, only his lips were as scarlet as blood, and his eyes were even more eerily red.
The most frightening thing is that Jiang Feiyu can't sense the opponent's true energy fluctuations at all, as if what's standing there is just a phantom.
"Blood Blood Refining Evil Cultivator!"
Jiang Feiyu screamed uncontrollably, rolled and crawled backwards, and did not stop until his back hit the wall of the Daoist temple.
He was shaking all over and his eyes were full of fear.
"Why are you here? The restrictions are obvious."
"Restricted?"
Xie Xiu chuckled lightly, his scarlet eyes scanning the surrounding light curtain.
"Does this kid's trick deserve to be called a ban?"
He moved forward slowly, each step making Jiang Feiyu's heart beat faster.
As he got closer, a strong smell of blood filled the air, and Jiang Feiyu felt it was difficult to breathe, as if he was in a sea of blood.
"Don't come here!"
Jiang Feiyu hurriedly made the secrets and tried to use the magical weapon, but found that the true energy in his body was like a quagmire and could not function at all.
The evil cultivator stopped one step away and looked down at him condescendingly.
"Poor little bug, your companions at least have the courage to face me, and you"
He shook his head and gave a cruel smile.
"But you only dare to hide behind your back and curse them."
Jiang Feiyu's face was earth-colored, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.
He suddenly thought of something, with hope in his eyes.
"He and the others will be back soon! Gu Sheng is very powerful, you better leave quickly!"
"Gu Sheng?"
Xie Xiu's eyes flashed red.
"Is that the kid who punched you away?"
He suddenly laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm.
"Do you think I would be afraid of a junior in the Qi Condensation stage?"
Jiang Feiyu found in despair that his last bargaining chip was useless.
His knees weakened and he knelt down directly.
"Senior, spare your life! I am willing to do anything for you!"
Xie Xiu narrowed his eyes and licked his lips with his scarlet tongue.
"Anything?"
"Yes! I promise anything!"
Jiang Feiyu curled up on the ground, his whole body shaking like chaff, and ten blood lines squirming under his skin like living things, causing heartbreaking pain.
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator grinned, showing his white teeth.
"He who knows the current affairs is a hero."
He loosened his kneading fingers, and the severe pain in Jiang Feiyu's body immediately eased by half.
Jiang Feiyu gasped for air, sweat dripping from his forehead.
He could feel that his cultivation level at the third level of foundation building had dropped to the second level, and nearly 30% of the essence and blood in his body had been drained.
What's even more frightening is that the ten blood lines are like gangrene attached to the bone, deeply rooted in his meridians.
"Remember, bring them to Po Tao Temple before sunset."
The evil cultivator's cold voice sounded in Jiang Feiyu's ears.
"Otherwise."
He lightly curled his fingers.
"Ah!"
Jiang Feiyu screamed, feeling as if his heart was being grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made his eyes go black.
The pain came and went quickly. When Jiang Feiyu came back to his senses, the figure of the evil cultivator had disappeared into the depths of the dilapidated Daoist temple, leaving only the smell of blood and a faint sneer.
"Gu Sheng. Shen Qingtian"
Jiang Feiyu gritted his teeth and climbed up, the resentment in his eyes almost solidified.
"It's all your fault!"
He staggered out of the Daoist temple and looked up at the sky.
There were still two hours before sunset, enough time for him to find the three "companions".
Jiang Feiyu touched his chest, and there was a line of blood slowly squirming there.
He tried to mobilize the blood lines according to the method taught by the evil cultivator, but found that he could not control it at all. These damn blood lines only listened to the orders of the evil cultivator!
"Find them first and then talk"
Jiang Feiyu had a sinister look in his eyes.
"When you also taste the feeling of this bloody thread eating your heart, you will know the pain I am feeling now!"
He endured the discomfort in his meridians, reluctantly rose into the air, and flew towards the town.
"It's strange, the evil cultivator's aura has completely disappeared."
Shen Qingtian stood on the flying sword, frowning.
She held a tracing talisman in her hand, but the talisman showed no response.
Gu Sheng closed his eyes and concentrated, and his spiritual power spread like a tide, covering a hundred feet in radius.
After a moment he opened his eyes and shook his head.
"It's definitely no longer where it was."
"Snow Eagle said that evil cultivators went to Po Tao Temple."
Qin Yurou stroked the huge snow-white eagle beside him and said softly.
Snow Eagle's sharp eyes were filled with spiritual light, and he gently pecked her palm in response.
"Broken Daoist Temple?"
Gu Sheng and Shen Qingtian looked at each other and saw surprise and suspicion in each other's eyes.
"Before we left, it was clear there"
Shen Qingtian Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed and he turned to look at the sky.
"Someone is coming!"
An embarrassed figure was coming crookedly from the sky. It was Jiang Feiyu. His clothes were torn and his face was pale.
Jiang Feiyu fell heavily to the ground, dust flying into the air.
He struggled to hold himself up, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters, looking like a bereaved dog that had been hunted for three days and nights.
"Senior Brother Gu and Senior Sister Shen."
His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were filled with fear and regret.
"I was wrong, I really shouldn't have."
Shen Qingtian looked on coldly, the thin sword in his hand trembling slightly.
She and Gu Sheng looked at each other, and both of them had a clear understanding.
"Jiang Feiyu."
Gu Sheng's voice was as cold as ice.
"When did Inner Court's disciple of the Great Desolation Sacred Academy start cooperating with Blood Refining Evil Cultivator?"
Jiang Feiyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the disguised fear on his face solidified instantly.
"Senior Brother Gu, what do you mean? I tried my best to escape and report to you, but you..."
"Report?"
Shen Qingtian sneered and pointed the tip of the sword directly at Jiang Feiyu's throat.
"If you weren't greedy for life and afraid of death, how could Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Sister Li die in that Po Tao Temple?"
"You!"
Jiang Feiyu's face turned red, and his disguise completely collapsed.
"What do you know! The path of cultivation is always about the weak and the strong, I just..."
"Just what?"
Gu Sheng took a step forward, and the energy surged around his body.
"Just for your own selfish gain, are you willing to be the lackey of the evil cultivator?"
Jiang Feiyu suddenly burst out with viciousness in his eyes! His arms shook, and ten scarlet blood lines shot out from his sleeves, rushing toward the three of them like poisonous snakes.
"Be careful!"
Gu Sheng was already on guard. With a wave of his right hand, Gang Qi condensed into a three-foot Qi sword and slashed towards the bloodline.
"Cang!"
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, and Gu Sheng felt the tiger's mouth numb.
The blood line was as hard as iron and could not be cut off with a sword.
Shen Qingtian's figure floated back, and the rapier drew a silver arc in the air.
With a "clang" sound, the sword blade collided with the blood line, and was shocked to take three steps back.
"This blood line."
Her face changed slightly.
"Stronger than when we fought during the day!"
Snow Eagle beside Qin Yurou spread its wings to form a barrier.
The two blood lines collided with the wings, making a harsh friction sound.
"Senior Brother Gu!"
Qin Yurou exclaimed.
The light in Gu Sheng's eyes surged, Nine Grotto-Heavens opened in his body at the same time, and the Gang Qi in his meridians surged like a river.
"Cut it off!"
The sword of Gangqi shined brightly, and with one sweep of the sword, the four blood lines were cut off immediately, and it fell to the ground and twisted like a living thing.
"How is that possible!"
Jiang Feiyu's face was full of disbelief.
"My Blood Refining Demonic Lines."
Gu Sheng's figure was like lightning, and he came to Shen Qingtian's side in an instant, and slashed with four swords again.
The moment the blood line broke, a shrill scream erupted, as if it was struggling in pain as if it were alive.
Snow Eagle let out a long cry, his wings vibrated violently, and bounced away the entangled blood thread.
Gu Sheng seized the opportunity and struck down the last two swords accurately.
All ten blood lines were broken, Jiang Feiyu's face was ashen and he staggered back.
"Trash."
A cold voice suddenly came from the shadows.
Jiang Feiyu trembled all over and turned around in fear.
"My lord, I."
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator slowly appeared, revealing a pale face under the black robe.
He gave Jiang Feiyu a disgusted look.
"If you can't even do this little thing well, what's the point of keeping you?"
"No! My lord, spare my life!"
Jiang Feiyu knelt down and begged for mercy, not even a little bit as arrogant as before.
The evil cultivator sneered and curled his fingers lightly.
The broken blood line on the ground suddenly rolled back and pierced into Jiang Feiyu's body like a poisonous snake!
"Ah!"
Jiang Feiyu let out a heartbreaking scream, the blood vessels in his body burst, and the blood was pumped out of the body along the blood line.
Gu Sheng looked on with cold eyes.
"Seek the skin of a tiger, and you will be eaten by the tiger."
Shen Qingtian Hold the rapier tightly.
"It's not a pity that he died, but this evil cultivator."
Jiang Feiyu's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a skinny mummy, falling to the ground.
The evil cultivator was surrounded by blood and mist, and his aura was rising steadily.
"Delicious."
Xie Xiu licked his lips and turned his scarlet eyes to the three of them.
"Now, it's your turn."
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's figure suddenly disappeared in the bloody light, leaving only a twisted bloody afterimage in the air.
His speed has exceeded the limit that the naked eye can capture, and the pressure of Zongjing pours down like a mountain, making Shen Qingtian and Qin Yurou almost breathless.
"Qin Tian! Let's go!"
Shen Qingtian's face turned pale, and his slender fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his knuckles turning white from excessive exertion.
She knew clearly that facing a true sect realm powerhouse, the three of them had no chance of winning together.
However, Gu Sheng did not move at all, but took a step forward.
His robe moved automatically without any wind, and an invisible momentum rose from his body.
"Seeking death!"
The voice of Blood Refining Evil Cultivator seemed to come from Nine Nether Hell, with a biting chill.
His figure suddenly appeared three feet in front of Gu Sheng, and a palm covered with blood-colored lines was directed towards Gu Sheng's throat.
Shen Qingtian's heartbeat almost stopped, and she seemed to have seen the bloody scene of Gu Sheng's throat being crushed.
"Qiang"
A crisp sword cry echoed through the sky.
The long sword in Gu Sheng's hand had been unsheathed at some point, and the sword's edge collided with Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's palm, making a sound of gold and iron.
A violent air wave exploded with the two people at the center, the ground instantly cracked, and gravel flew into the air.
"What?!"
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's scarlet pupils suddenly shrank.
In everyone's shocked eyes, Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and hit the mountain wall dozens of feet away, stirring up dust all over the sky.
"How is this possible?"
Qin Yurou Tan's mouth opened slightly, her beautiful eyes full of disbelief.
Shen Qingtian was also shocked and speechless.
She stared at the back of Gu Sheng, as if she was meeting this companion for the first time.
The dust gradually dispersed, and Blood Refining Evil Cultivator slowly stood up from the pit.
His black cloak was torn, revealing the pale, papery skin underneath.
What's even weirder is that wisps of blood-colored flames ignited from his skin, and even his hair turned into burning blood flames.
"Okay, good!"
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's voice became hoarse and distorted.
"I didn't expect that a mere Heavenly Martial Realm could actually hurt me. It seems like you have a lot of secrets hidden in you."
Gu Sheng looked calm and pointed the sword diagonally at the ground.
"You talk too much nonsense."
"Arrogant!"
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator was furious, and his body turned into bloody lightning again and rushed at him.
This time, Gu Sheng is no longer retained.
Eighteen Grotto-Heavens in his body were turned on at the same time, and golden divine flames spurted out from the pores all over his body. His whole body was like a god of war bathed in golden flames.
"Nirvana Three Profound Transformations, second change!"
As Gu Sheng drank, his momentum increased steadily, and in the blink of an eye he was on par with Blood Refining Evil Cultivator.
"This is this"
Shen Qingtian felt that his knowledge had been completely subverted.
She had never heard that monk Heavenly Martial Realm could burst out with such terrifying momentum.
Qin Yurou was also shocked.
"Qin Tian Brother, who is he?"
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's attack was already close at hand, but Gu Sheng didn't panic at all.
He flipped his wrist and the long sword drew a perfect arc in the air, accurately blocking Blood Refining Evil Cultivator's fatal blow.
"Bang!"
The two forces collided, causing the space to tremble.
Gu Sheng The ground beneath his feet was shattered inch by inch, but he himself remained motionless.
"Impossible!"
Blood Refining Evil Cultivator screamed.
"You are obviously just Heavenly Martial Realm!"
Gu Sheng A sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"State does not mean everything."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force, and the golden light on the long sword suddenly forced Blood Refining Evil Cultivator back again.