Chapter 137: Using Fingers as Swords

The flying sword successfully penetrated behind Wu Ren, but only penetrated less than half an inch, and could not go any further.

In the critical moment, Wu Ren mobilized his mana in time to block the sword.

"Die!"

A corpse evil spirit surged out from behind Wu Ren, turning into a black sword, piercing Song Wen's heart.

Song Wen's body exploded again, breaking into pieces.

Eight miles away, Song Wen suddenly appeared with lingering fear.

The Jindan cultivator was too strong, and there was no chance for a sneak attack.

He flew into the air and shouted again.

"Wu Ren is here! Wu Ren is here! Wu Ren is here..."

Then a touch of red appeared in the sky, flying at high speed.

Song Wen's face was happy.

Finally saved...

A flash of light flashed by, and Song Wen was cut in half!

Yan Yuyan did not slow down, and glanced at Song Wen who was cut in half with some disgust.

A demonic foundation-building cultivator dared to yell in front of him, he was simply courting death!

However, what the other party said was actually true.

Wu Ren was just a few miles ahead!

The snow-white sword light attacked again, heading straight for Wu Ren.

At this moment, Yan Yuyan suddenly realized something was wrong.

The one she cut in half was not a living person at all, but a dead puppet.

The cultivator who should have been killed suddenly appeared on a wide river several miles away.

In that moment, Yan Yuyan hesitated a little, and in a flash, she no longer cared about Song Wen, and continued to urge the Yan Ning Sword to cut towards Wu Ren.

Today, Wu Ren must die!

Wu Ren looked at the flying sword that turned into a stream of light and flew towards him, furious.

Not only did he not kill the murderer who killed his grandson, but the other party also summoned Yan Yuyan.

Looking at Yan Yuyan who was approaching quickly, Wu Ren said angrily.

"Lei Jun is not here, can you kill me by yourself!"

"Roar!"

A silver corpse puppet appeared in front of Lei Jun.

This is a third-level corpse puppet comparable to a Jindan cultivator!

The third-level corpse puppet rose into the air, bypassed the flying sword, and directly killed Yan Yuyan behind.

A fierce dragon rushed out of Wu Ren's body and entangled the Yan Ning Sword.

The fierce dragon opened its black mouth as if it had a physical body, and bit the sword body of the Yan Ning Sword.

The Yan Ning Sword was breathing out sword energy, and suddenly burst out a shocking sword light that was tens of meters long.

The sword light pierced the fierce dragon through, but failed to strangle the fierce dragon, but only made it a little illusory.

The corpse fierce dragon barely entangled the Yan Ning Sword.

The silver corpse pounced in front of Yan Yuyan, raised its black claws, and slapped Yan Yuyan on the head.

A long red silk flew out of Yan Yuyan's body, and the red light on the long silk was bright, blocking the claws of the silver corpse.

The silver corpse's claws were full of murderous energy, but they had no way to deal with the seemingly light red silk.

The red silk was like a long snake, wrapping around the silver corpse's arms, then the head, torso, and legs.

In a flash, the silver corpse was wrapped tightly.

Seeing this, Wu Ren was about to pinch the magic formula, but suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face became paler.

The injury was a little more serious than he expected.

Wu Ren gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with murderous light, and he roared with a desperate roar.

"Explode!"

The silver corpse was surrounded by silver light, and its momentum became violent and fierce. A breath of destruction came from it.

Yan Yuyan's cold face was instantly shocked and pale, and she turned around to get away from the silver corpse.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise.

The violent gale swept in all directions in an instant.

The wind and clouds surged!

The red silk was broken into countless pieces, which were swept up by the strong wind and blown far away.

Before Yan Yuyan could escape far away, her body was suddenly blown away and fell to the ground in the distance.

"Bang!"

Yan Yuyan's well-proportioned body, like a meteorite falling at high speed, broke countless trees and plowed a mud gully of dozens of meters on the ground before gradually stopping.

At this time, Yan Yuyan no longer looked like the cold and arrogant female sword fairy before, and her appearance was extremely miserable.

The violent explosion and the violent impact made her red clothes tattered, and her snow-white skin was mostly torn, bloody and bloody.

She struggled to stand up from the mud, and saw Wu Ren chasing after her with a strange laugh.

"The genius sword cultivator of the righteous path is just like this."

"You caused me to lose a silver corpse. I will refine you into a new silver corpse."

"Hehehe..."

"It's a pity to turn such a beautiful body into a silver corpse."

Yan Yuyan raised her face, which was rubbed bloody and looked a little scary. There seemed to be a sword light shining in her resolute eyes.

"Hmph! You want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability."

"Yan Ning Sword!"

The snow-white Yan Ning Sword flew from afar, carrying a majestic sword energy, and slashed towards Wu Ren.

Wu Ren sneered.

"You sword cultivators are really boring. You just use a flying sword back and forth."

As he spoke, a pale white mourning flag flew out of Wu Ren's body. The mourning flag swelled in the wind and turned into a size of ten feet in an instant.

A large amount of eerie ghost energy surged out of the mourning flag and covered the flying sword.

Yan Yuyan was seriously injured, and the power of the flying sword was greatly reduced. For a while, she could not break through the entanglement of the ghost energy of the funeral banner.

Wu Ren himself rushed forward and pounced on Yan Yuyan.

Yan Yuyan's eyes were stern, and she did not retreat but advanced.

She pointed her right hand with a sword, and the sword energy on her slender fingertips was crisscrossed, breaking the mountains and rivers.

The sword pointed directly at Wu Ren's chest.

Wu Ren's face was horrified. He had not expected that Yan Yuyan, who was seriously injured and had lost her long sword, could emit such a sharp and terrifying sword energy with only her fingertips.

In a panic, a large amount of corpse evil energy surged in front of Wu Ren.

The corpse evil energy gradually condensed, and the prototype of a shield gradually condensed.

However, before the shield was fully formed, Yan Yuyan's sword finger had arrived.

The sword pointed at the evil shield, and the shield dissipated instantly, but this also bought Wu Ren a short moment of time.

The body slightly tilted to avoid the heart.

The extremely sharp sword energy penetrated from Wu Ren's right chest, rushed out from behind, shot to the back and far away, and took away half of Wu Ren's back.

A wound the size of two fingers appeared on Wu Ren's right chest, and a hole the size of half a face appeared on his back.

In addition, a large amount of sword energy remained in his body, wreaking havoc in his organs.

When Yan Yuyan hit Wu Ren's chest, Wu Ren also slapped down with a palm.

This palm was originally intended to hit Yan Yuyan's head, but she dodged it by leaning sideways, and hit her left shoulder instead.

The entire left arm was broken at the root, and the shoulder bone was completely shattered, as if the body was broken in half.

Both of them were thrown back dozens of meters at the same time and fell to the ground.

......

In the river.

With the help of the ability of the substitute puppet, Song Wen avoided Yan Yuyan's fatal blow and appeared on the surface of a river several miles away.

He directly escaped to the bottom of the river, then restrained his whole body's breath, turned himself into a stone without any breath, and was carried by the rushing river and drifted with the current.

After the cultivators established their foundation, they were out of the scope of mortals. They could go without food for a long time, and did not need to breathe air. As long as they had enough spiritual power, they could survive for a long time.

Suddenly.

He felt a pain in his eyebrows!

It was the Wujia Gu that he left on the shore, which was accidentally killed by the sword energy of the finger sword that Yan Yuyan triggered at the end.

But he also happened to see the scene where both of them were seriously injured.

A fierce look flashed in Song Wen's eyes. Wu Ren knew that he was the murderer who killed Wu Sui, and keeping him would eventually be a disaster.

Now is the best time to get rid of him.

Song Wen stabilized his body that was washed by the river water and patted the corpse bag on his waist.

Two second-level corpse puppets stood in the water.

Then, under the guidance of Wujia Gu, the two corpse puppets rushed out of the river and headed towards the place where the two fought.

Song Wen found a cave under the water, restrained his breath, and hid in it.

Feeling a little unsafe, he arranged the "Qi Condensing Spirit Separation Array" in the cave.

At the beginning, the array master claimed that this array could conceal the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan cultivator. I hope it will be as he said.