Chapter 10 Nightmare Stone "Master, there is something dirty on your sword." ...
The monster gradually approached Xie Wuyang. It followed the scent all the way and never looked up for a moment. Until it was in front of the talisman paper, the monster raised its head slightly, sniffed, and then suddenly opened its bloody mouth.
The sticky liquid was pulled into threads, hanging vertically on the tips of the teeth, and he was breathing heavily.
The moment he smelled the monster's fishy breath, Xie Wuyang couldn't help but turn his head away.
Yun Wanzhou had already prepared a spell, and the moment the monster opened its mouth, spiritual power from his right hand flew out, turning into a rope that bound the monster's neck. At the same time, Xie Wuyang tiptoed, turned over, and grabbed a section of rope hanging from the monster's neck. Using this as support, he endured the nausea and reached his hand into the monster's bloody mouth.
Lao Zhang was not melted inside the monster. After being strangled by Yun Wanzhou, the monster could not close its mouth. Xie Wuyang easily felt half of Lao Zhang's arm inside the monster's body.
The monster's spiritual power comes from Lao Zhang. As long as he is pulled out, the monster will be defeated.
However, Xie Wuyang's body had no spiritual power, so it would be difficult to get Lao Zhang out of the monster's mouth.
Seeing that the monster was about to break free from the rope formed by spiritual power, Yun Wanzhou turned over and used spiritual power to wrap its neck again.
There seemed to be a whirlpool in the monster's stomach, competing with Xie Wuyang for Lao Zhang's body.
As expected, this body still didn't hold up. Xie Wuyang used all his strength, but Lao Zhang's body still didn't move.
Just as Xie Wuyang was about to exert force again, the monster's teeth suddenly loosened, and it was only an inch away from biting Xie Wuyang's arm.
What on earth is Yun Wanzhou doing?!
Xie Wuyang clenched his teeth, and a layer of cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.
The thought of dying at the hands of such an ugly thing filled him with nausea.
Xie Wuyang closed his eyes and a risky idea came to his mind.
As if they had telepathic connection, Yun Wanzhou suddenly stretched out his hand and made a gesture towards Xie Wuyang. A white light flew out from his fingertips and landed on Xie Wuyang.
Seeing his arm light up twice, Xie Wuyang subconsciously wanted to look at Yun Wanzhou, but the monster was quite big and completely blocked Yun Wanzhou behind it.
Could Yun Wanzhou actually guess what he was thinking?
Xie Wuyang didn't have time to dwell on this matter any longer. He put half of his arm into the monster's body, leaving only half of his body hanging outside.
This action is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, the monster will close its mouth and half of Xie Wuyang's head will be swallowed into its stomach.
After Xie Wuyang made sure that his arm was completely twisted with Lao Zhang's, Xie Wuyang gritted his teeth and kicked the monster's abdomen with his free leg.
The monster howled in pain, twisted its body violently, and threw Xie Wuyang to the ground.
Seeing that the monster was about to break free from its restraints, Xie Wuyang's brows frowned, and he was about to subconsciously dodge the attack, but Yun Wanzhou, who had been standing beside him, suddenly shot out a rope, pulled out the Broken Snow Sword, and stabbed it hard on the monster's back.
The monster raised its head and let out a painful scream, its body twisting more and more violently.
Yun Wanzhou retracted the rope, held the hilt of Suixue's sword tightly with one hand to steady his body, and quickly drew several hand gestures in the air with the other hand.
"The sky is clear and the earth is bright, obey my command and return!"
The Broken Snow Sword glowed white, and the screams in Ying's ears became more miserable and sharp.
Xie Wuyang stood up from the ground and stared at the scene in front of him coldly.
Just now, Yun Wanzhou looked like his spiritual power was almost exhausted and he couldn't control the monster. How come he suddenly became so powerful?
Could it be...
Recalling the various signs he had just witnessed when he caught the monster, Xie Wuyang narrowed his eyes dangerously and his gaze fell on Yun Wanzhou.
This hypocritical beast in human clothing...
How dare you test him.
When the Broken Snow Sword flew out of the monster's body, Yun Wanzhou jumped up.
"boom--"
As Yun Wanzhou's feet touched the ground, the monster's body exploded, and countless fragments flew into the air. When they were about to fall, they turned into black mist and dissipated into dust.
Only Lao Zhang's body was still intact. Although Xie Wuyang pulled Lao Zhang out before the monster's body shattered, Lao Zhang's body was still affected by the spiritual power.
Xie Wuyang only had a broken arm left in his hand, and the rest of his body was shattered into pieces by the huge impact and scattered all over the yard.
Xie Wuyang picked up the remaining body of Lao Zhang and put it back together. Just as he was about to ask Yun Wanzhou what to do with it, Yun Wanzhou's voice suddenly came from above his head, questioning, "What were you trying to do just now?"
Xie Wuyang thought to himself, I also want to ask you what exactly you are going to do.
He suppressed his anger, pursed his lips and said, "Master's Snow-Breaking Skill is so powerful. If I hadn't pulled Old Zhang out, his body would have been reduced to ashes long ago, right?"
After saying that, Xie Wuyang's gaze fell on the Broken Snow Sword hanging by Yun Wanzhou's side.
A familiar yet unfamiliar young man's face was clearly imprinted on the sword, making Xie Wuyang a little dazed.
The Immortal Lord's spiritual weapon must be extraordinary.
Yun Wanzhou's Broken Snow Sword was even more powerful, and Xie Wuyang had deeply realized this a long time ago.
In addition, he also knew that the Broken Snow Sword could cut through everything, whether it was a demon, a ghost, or a human, and none of them would be contaminated by filth.
But it was different at this moment. A faint black aura could be seen surrounding the Broken Snow Sword. Upon closer inspection, it was no different from the one that had just been transformed from the monster's body.
Xie Wuyang recognized this thing, no matter if it was in his previous life or this life, even if it returned to chaos, as long as something with this aura appeared in front of his grave, Xie Wuyang would be able to recognize it at a glance.
Isn’t this the nightmare stone that he has been longing for?
It’s a pity that there is only this much.
Xie Wuyang suddenly returned to his usual carefree self. He looked up at Yun Wanzhou and smiled, pointing at the Broken Snow Sword. "Master, there's something dirty on your sword."
Yun Wanzhou looked down and his expression changed after seeing what was on the Broken Snow Sword.
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