Chapter 2153 The Spirit-Sending Technique

Xu Yi took out a jade bottle, filled it with the purest spiritual liquid, and swallowed most of it in one gulp. His energy and blood circulated, his muscles and veins expanded, and he used his defensive powers to the extreme.

Before he could speak, a shocking rainbow pierced through his chest, like a lightsaber made of flames, which seemed to be burning along with his skin and flesh.

Shocking rainbow penetrated the body, Xu Yi felt the strength all over his body passing away rapidly, his consciousness gradually blurred, and suddenly, a sharp pain came, and he woke up instantly.

In an instant, he reacted, holding the lightsaber tightly with both hands, pulling it apart, and actually pulled out the lightsaber.

The skin and flesh on both palms were completely scorched black. With a strong wave, the lightsaber sank into the ground and disappeared.

Liu Suyi narrowed his eyes and stared at Xu Yi. Su Beihun's words kept echoing in his mind, "This thief has magic and sorcery, and he cannot be the same as ordinary people."

He believed it.

Once his Yanyang Sword is activated, it can be controlled by his heart, just like a living creature, and will never lose control.

Previously, he used his sword to surround everyone, and after killing people, he controlled the sword again to surround them, which was very handy.

However, after he penetrated Xu Yi with one sword, the Yanyang Sword lost its sensitivity and was forcefully pulled out of Xu Yi's body.

How incredible this is.

Being hit by the Yanyang Sword and not dying, but also able to pull out the Yanyang Sword, this strange situation was something Liu Xuanyi had never seen before.

This is not magic, not sorcery, so what is it?

Liu Yiyi was secretly surprised, but he didn't know that Xu Yi was not feeling well.

He had already thought that Liu Xueyi's infant weapon attack was extremely powerful, but he did not expect that a real sword strike would be like the earth cracking and the sky collapsing, and it was beyond the power of human beings to resist.

He firmly believed that if he had not held the spiritual liquid in his mouth in advance, when he was injured, the spiritual liquid quickly moistened the terrible wound, and his physical body would have collapsed on the spot.

Of course, the biggest benefit lies in Yunhe’s clear energy.

With the experience of fighting Su Beihun, Xu Yi did not dare to be careless at all. The moment the sword entered his body, he mobilized Yunhe Qingqi to come forward. The main wound on his chest was nourished by Yunhe Qingqi, and the Yanyang Sword was violent. The destructive ability is greatly suppressed.

The huge trauma on his chest was compensated to the greatest extent by the nourishment of Yunhe's Qingqi and spiritual liquid.

However, what Xu Yi didn't know was that the greatest benefit that Yunhe's Qing Qi brought to him was not to suppress the destructive power of the Inner Spirit Sword, but to fundamentally destroy the vitality of the Inner Spirit Sword. That is to say, the spiritual sword that entered the body was no longer controlled by Liu Yiruyi.

Otherwise, if Liu Xun thought about it, Xu Yi would definitely be torn to pieces by the spiritual sword that had penetrated his body.

Even thanks to the simultaneous nourishment of Yunhe's Qi and spiritual liquid, Xu Yi's physical body was in extremely bad condition at this moment.

The wounds in his body did not recover quickly due to the nourishment of the spiritual liquid and Yunhe Qingqi.

Just because although the Yanyang Sword was pulled out of his body, the powerful killing damage of the Yanyang Sword had already spread through the body along with the wound.

Although Yunhe Qingqi can suppress this kind of killing, one water cannot save two fires.

Xu Yi could only take care of the important positions first.

Others didn't know how much effort Xu Yi put in to catch the sword, and how much God's will he inherited.

When Xu Yi was stunned and pulled out the Yanyang Sword from his chest, the whole place was silent, as if watching a demon.

Even Su Beihun was so shocked that he opened his mouth wide, and he didn't even realize that glistening saliva flowed from his mouth.

Lian Yunshang stared at Xu Yi blankly, his mood suddenly rippled like a flat lake.

She has a pure mind, but is not a fool. Of course she can see clearly that Xu Yi got involved in this matter for his own sake, just like he did when he faced Su Beihun.

But why?

She and he just met by chance, and they have practiced to the level of Xu Yi, so they cannot be ignorant of the world, so falling in love at first sight will never happen to them.

But for what reason, this man actually fought for himself twice.

"It's interesting. It's really interesting. I can't bear to strike you with the second sword. As long as you tell me how you caught my first sword, the second sword will be waived and the agreement with you will still be valid."

Liu Suyi looked at Xu Yi with a smile and his eyes were sincere.

Xu Yi remained silent, seeming to be thinking, but in fact he was trying his best to delay the treatment of his injuries.

Although he still has the residual power of the Yanyang Sword in his body, which is constantly causing new injuries, it is still unable to withstand the combined force of Yunhe Qingqi and spiritual liquid. Generally speaking, as time goes by, the injuries are recovering rapidly. of.

"You little thief, how dare you do this!"

Liu Xuanyi sensed something was wrong and yelled angrily, a bolt of frightening rainbow shot towards Xu Yi's head. It came like thunder, hundreds of feet away and so close that Xu Yi had no time to dodge. When he saw the frightening rainbow, it was about to pierce his head. It actually deviated from the direction and shot into his abdomen.

It's like a sharp sword shot from the air into the water, causing a refraction effect.

The lightsaber shot into Xu Yi's abdomen, but it did not penetrate like the previous time. Although the injury was lighter than the previous time, the terrifying destructive power of the spirit sword spread quickly, and Yunhe Qingqi had no time to defend.

Xu Yi used all his strength to pull out the spiritual sword and lay paralyzed on the ground, twitching like a dying fish.

A figure rushed forward like a gust of wind and hugged Xu Yi. It was Lian Yunshang.

She hugged Xu Yi, turned her hands over, and stuffed three snow-colored pills with strong fragrance into Xu Yi's mouth. She stared at Xu Yi with her reddish eyes and said softly, "Why do you treat me like this? Just because I look like That old friend of yours?"

Xu Yi was seriously injured, and his consciousness gradually became addicted. The blurred eyes reflected the beautiful face that he had recalled countless times in his dreams. He wanted to raise his hand and use all his strength to touch it, but he lowered it feebly. He said softly, "Ask... what... love... in this world... is..."

Lian Yunshang actually blurted out, "Zhijiao promises you life and death..."

When the words came out, she couldn't believe her ears. She didn't know why she said this sentence so suddenly and naturally.

Suddenly, there was a surge of green energy on her face, and a look of pain appeared on her face.

She suddenly remembered Master's instructions to crush the rosary immediately when encountering danger or discomfort that could not be resolved.

At that moment, she hurriedly crushed a bead on her chest. Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and her whole temperament changed. Her face lost three points of innocence and became seven points more clumsy.

"The great method of sending spirits!"

There were several exclamations in the audience.

Liu Suanyi frowned and rushed to Lian Yunshang, cupping his fists and saying, "I didn't know that the spirit master was coming. Please forgive me for any offense."

Lian Yunshang did not comment and let go of Xu Yi. The look on his face was extremely complicated. Suddenly, he turned to look at Liu Xuanyi and said, "I heard that you wanted to see the magical power of my White Horse Temple, so the poor monk tried it with the layman."

After Lian Yunshang finished speaking, she pursed her lips and let out a breath. The light air flow pulled out a shallow white line, and the white line shot toward Liu Xuanyuan. The speed was neither urgent nor slow, just like a leaf falling slowly. .