Chapter 74 Chapter 74 "Why is it you?"
"You're young, but you're talking big," the man said leisurely. "If you want to kill me, you've got to be capable of it."
The man put one hand behind his back and glanced at Xuan Yi, who was filled with hostility, calmly: "Even if I gave you one hand, you might not even be able to touch a single hair of mine."
Xuan Yi ignored the man's arrogant tone and transformed into a blue light, attacking the man in front of him.
In the darkness, the blue light was particularly obvious.
Xuan Yi tried several times to find an opportunity to get past the man and look for Bi Qing, but the man's sword moves were impeccable. Not only did he take Xuan Yi's attacks, he also beat Xuan Yi back repeatedly.
With a "clang" sound, the swords collided.
The man looked past the meteorite sword and saw Xuan Yi's scarlet eyes and ferocious face. He smiled and said, "That little girl hasn't seen your half-human, half-ghost appearance yet, has she?"
The force on the sword grew stronger, and the man secretly exerted his strength to compete with Xuan Yi: "Everyone loves beautiful appearance, but if..."
A ray of light emanated from the meteorite blade and passed by Xuan Yi's cheek.
The demonic power blocked the light for Xuan Yi, preventing him from being disfigured.
The blue demonic power surrounding Xuan Yi became stronger.
The man's actions completely enraged Xuan Yi. He let out a low, beast-like growl, and the sword energy on his blade became increasingly fierce.
Xuan Yi gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, pressing down with his wrist, forcing the man to retreat repeatedly.
Xuan Yi turned his wrist, and the sword blade passed along the meteorite iron sword, going straight for the man's head.
The man narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned back the moment he put away his sword.
The tip of the sword grazed his throat.
The man raised the end of his eyebrows and looked at the wolf demon in front of him again with surprise, feeling the demonic power on him.
The man was shocked and kindly warned, "If you don't get rid of me before you run out of energy, you and that little girl will die here."
In a flash, Xuan Yi swung his sword again and tangled with the man again.
In the pitch darkness, sparks flew and stars appeared wherever the blue figure passed.
After more than ten moves, the man's expression became serious, and his hand holding the sword tightened unconsciously.
The tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the shock.
He gripped the meteorite sword in reverse to block the long sword that was attacking from the right and was slashing towards him.
“Crack.”
A slight cracking sound rang close to the man's ear.
So close.
The man suddenly disappeared from Xuan Yi's sight.
Xuan Yi, with bloodshot eyes, widened his eyes in despair the moment he saw the man disappear.
The meteorite sword was still there, and the strength of the long sword had not disappeared. Xuan Yi frowned and used his peripheral vision to search for the man's figure.
Feeling a chill on his back, Xuan Yi retracted his strength and lowered his body to dodge the danger coming from behind.
As Xuan Yi pressed his body downwards, he slid along the blade of the meteorite sword and slid to the hilt of the sword.
Xuan Yi kicked the hilt of the sword fiercely.
The meteorite sword pierced through the man's eyebrows, shattered his face, and disappeared into the darkness before his eyes.
As the man disappeared from Xuan Yi's sight, Xuan Yi realized that he had been fighting against an illusion the whole time.
The demonic power that enveloped Xuan Yi returned to his body. His scarlet eyes faded back to their original mandarin duck pupils, but his ears and tail remained.
Xuan Yi paused for a moment, put away his sword and went to look for Biqing.
Although he could clearly see things at night, Xuan Yi could not find any trace of Biqing. Even the bloody smell that had just filled the air became unusually thin.
Xuan Yi stopped where he was and sniffed carefully for a long time before he could smell a hint of blood that was even lighter than water.
Xuan Yi hurriedly followed the smell of blood to look for Biqing.
When Xuan Yi saw Biqing floating in the darkness, with a long sword piercing her shoulder and nailed to a huge rock, he immediately lost his composure.
During the struggle, Biqing's hands were already covered in blood.
She seemed to have lost consciousness and felt no pain. She gripped the blade of the crystal sword and tried to press the sword deeper with her shoulders.
Noticing someone coming, Biqing gripped the sword even tighter, her hands deeply embedded in the blade.
The bright red blood flowed down the crystal sword, and the originally transparent sword was clearly outlined by her blood.
"Biqing!"
Bi Qing raised her head upon hearing the voice, and when she met those unforgettable mandarin duck eyes, her hand gripping the sword froze in place, and she murmured, "Xuan...Xuan Yi..."
Biqing shouted sharply, "Go!"
She stepped on the boulder with both feet, and the moment the soles of her shoes touched the blood on the stone, her feet slipped and the wound on her shoulder opened again.
“Hmm…”
Biqing groaned, and her bloodless cheeks turned even paler. Cold sweat dripped down her cheeks to her clothes like rain.
Xuan Yi's heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by someone. He rushed towards Biqing, but was blocked by a barrier and bounced several feet away.
A dark shadow sprang out from under his feet, and Xuan Yi felt a sharp pain on his cheek.
Warm liquid flowed down his cheeks.
Xuan Yi ignored the wound on his cheek, concentrated his demonic power in his palm, and struck at the barrier that trapped Biqing, but was completely blocked by the barrier.
Only then did Xuan Yi realize that the barrier did not belong to that man, but to Biqing.
Biqing was struggling not to escape from the barrier, but to control the crystal sword with herself.
When the demonic power touched the barrier, it vibrated violently, and Biqing felt unbearable pain on her shoulder.
Biqing bit her lower lip hard, trying not to make any sound, lest Xuan Yi hear her and get distracted.
"Xuan Yi..."
Biqing endured the pain and suppressed her heavy breathing: "I'm fine... Go find the exit quickly... Be careful of the black sword and that person..."
Recalling that time, the crystal sword was so close to her that Biqing couldn't dodge in time and was pierced through the shoulder by the sword and nailed to the stone.
Blood flowed from the corners of Biqing's mouth.
"You don't know your own limitations."
The man in front of him was full of disdain: "With this little ability, you still want to save the world?"
He hooked his finger, but found that the crystal sword did not obey his command.
"You can't even control the sword, yet you call yourself a god."
Biqing laughed contemptuously, holding the sword with both hands, and controlling the hydrangea to seal herself and the sword in a barrier to prevent the crystal sword from causing trouble for Xuan Yi.
Green spiritual power overflowed from her palm, transformed into sharp bamboo leaves, and rushed towards the man in front of her.
The man opened the barrier to resist Biqing's attack, listening to the sound of bamboo leaves hitting the outside of the barrier, like the melodious sound of a piano echoing in the valley, lingering for a long time.
The moment the bamboo leaf touched the barrier, the man's expression became strange, and before he knew it, a bamboo leaf passed through the barrier.
The bamboo leaves, sharper than a knife, pierced the man's shoulder, leaving spots of blood.
The man hooked his finger, and the blood-stained bamboo leaf floated into his palm.
The bamboo leaves in his palm vanished, and the man stared at his blood-stained palm in a daze: "Chisong... How could you be so cruel..."
When I raised my eyes, I saw Biqing's lips curled up, with a provocative and contemptuous look on her face.
The man wanted to retract his sword, but found that the harder he tried, the more the little girl in front of him resisted him.
Every time the crystal sword moved, the little girl in front of him exerted more strength in her hands.
The man shook his head, sighed softly, and said regretfully, "Chisong... is this how you teach young people sword techniques?"
The man said nothing and slowly disappeared into the night.
Xuan Yi was obsessed with Biqing. While dodging the Meteorite Sword's attacks, he approached the barrier and said urgently, "Biqing, destroying everything is not a solution! You must dismantle the barrier first! We'll find a solution together!"
"A long sword is already extremely difficult to deal with!"
Biqing looked at Xuanyi's bloodied cheek, eyes full of heartache: "Don't let this go again!"
"Biqing!" Xuan Yi punched the barrier and roared through it, "Get out right here! Or I'll break this barrier!"
"You're so eager to die as soon as we get to where we are!"
"Aren't you a god?! Aren't you going to save the world?!"
Xuan Yi felt a pain in his back and coughed up a mouthful of blood onto the barrier. He paid no attention to the meteorite sword that was striking him. "Do you truly want to save the people, or are you just looking for a high-sounding excuse to end your own life?!"
"Tell me! Biqing!"
Biqing's pupils widened, and her hands gripping the crystal sword loosened slightly.
She looked at Xuan Yi in disbelief, her heart moved, but she retorted, "I don't understand what you're saying..."
"If you don't understand, I'll explain it to you in detail when we get back!"
Seeing that the meteorite sword was about to pierce Xuan Yi's chest, Biqing hurriedly put away the barrier.
Without the barrier, the crystal sword was instantly pulled out from Biqing's shoulder, and the pain made Biqing's eyes turn white.
Biqing fell forward, and as expected, she was tightly embraced by a pair of strong arms and embraced into a warm and strong chest.
The embroidered ball tied around her waist passed over Xuan Yi and formed a barrier behind the two of them.
Biqing raised her head and looked at the wound on Xuanyi's cheek, then she used a little spiritual power to stop the bleeding and heal Xuanyi.
"I finally managed to escape the demon world alive, and my life in the human world has just begun."
Xuan Yi's voice was unusually hoarse. "Biqing, do you have the heart to die here and leave me alone to search for the artifact?"
Biqing's slender eyelashes trembled, and she said weakly: "I don't want to die..."
She held onto Xuan Yi's arm and tried to stand up, but was held tightly in his arms. "This isn't the place to talk. Let's find a way out first so I can help you heal."
Biqing closed her eyes: "I really can't think of a solution... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have nodded and asked you to come in..."
"Is the mist still in the hydrangea?" Xuan Yi asked.
Biqing looked at Xuan Yi in confusion, and in just a moment, she understood Xuan Yi's intention.
Biqing was a little worried and asked, "Is it feasible?"
“Give it a try.”
Xuan Yi's wolf ears twitched as he listened to the sound of wind breaking beneath his feet. "It's better than doing nothing."
Biqing smiled helplessly: "I have to trouble you again."
"If you really feel like you're bothering me, don't do anything that will destroy you both. Stay alive and accompany me in my search for the artifact."
Xuan Yi glanced at Bi Qingyin's shoulder, where blood was oozing out. Unable to bear the sight any longer, he asked, "Can you still hold on?"
Bi Qing nodded: "Go find him with peace of mind, and leave the rest to me."
Xuan Yi was worried and allocated some of his demonic power to Bi Qing: "Stop the bleeding first, and then I'll heal you properly after we get out."
He let go of his hand and took the hydrangea, dodging the meteorite sword while following the smell of blood to find another crystal sword.
Biqing controlled the long sword in her hand, barely blocking the path of the Meteorite Sword and entangled with it.
Biqing had lost too much blood and was exhausted just from controlling the sword.
A bit of demonic power fell on her head, opening the barrier for her.
Without the interference of the meteorite sword, Xuan Yi followed the smell of blood and quickly found the crystal sword.
Sure enough, the man was there, holding the sword stained with clear blood, looking thoughtful.
Hearing the noise behind him, the man turned around slowly.
Seeing the blood all over Xuan Yi's clothes, the man felt a little disappointed: "Why is it you?"
Xuan Yi, sword in hand, rushed towards the man, his movements as fast as lightning. "As both of us are men, we naturally have more topics to talk about."
"You're so pedantic. I told you, that's not how you use a sword." The man shook his head. "You can't hurt me at all."
Xuan Yi sneered: "Arrogant."
After saying that, he injected a little magic power into the hydrangea.
A bit of mist inside the hydrangea instantly gushed out, exploded in front of the man, and completely surrounded him.
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