Chapter 2288 [Shang Xie] Then go ahead
Mu Ningqing held the sword, and in his sight, beyond the snow blade, the pair of eyes looked at him indifferently.
"Returning that useless reminder to you."
Mu Ningqing gritted his teeth, a look of humiliation appearing in his eyes.
At this time, a wind came from behind her. Xia Fuyi drew her sword without hesitation. As blood spurted out of Mu Ningqing's palm, she blocked the sword behind her without looking back. With a clang, she hit the dagger that Zhan Luoying had inserted. Her injured arm was difficult to move. The next moment, she flipped forward. While Long Yuan was blocking the dagger, she kicked Zhan Luoying hard with her legs.
The man in red was kicked back heavily, and Mu Ningqing simultaneously retreated to a safe distance.
He stood straight and slowly clenched his slightly trembling hands, from which blood was gushing out.
The three of them stood still in the square littered with corpses, like a tense triangle filled with murderous intent.
Xia Fuyi lowered Longyuan, and blood slid down from the snow blade, condensing into a huge blood bead on the tip of the sword, filled with moonlight, and fell heavily.
With a snap, the wind, carrying a strong smell of blood, swept across the red-stained ground and blew up Xia Fuyi's long, crow-feather-like black hair.
She looked indifferently at the two people not far away.
In the moonlight, the black hair and eyes, the red blood and moles, are all stained on her pale and transparent face. The conflicting colors create the ultimate seductiveness and danger.
Like a god who has fallen into the state of Shura.
Xia Fuyi stood with his sword hanging down, his tone revealing the utmost indifference.
"Zhan Luoying, give me the antidote."
Zhan Luoying covered his chest where he was kicked and coughed twice, then said with a smile,
"I also want to give you the antidote, but unfortunately, Yimeng Huangliang is a secret medicine unique to our sect, and I don't even have the antidote myself."
He pointed upwards with a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"If you want the antidote, you have to go to the Bluestone Hall."
Xia Fuyi looked up at the huge palace pressing against the top of the mountain, and walked forward with her sword in hand without saying a word. However, after she had taken only two steps, more people rushed out from the darkness and blocked her way.
Xia Fuyi stopped and looked at the well-trained men in black, saying indifferently,
"Changsun Qingzhao doesn't want Jiange anymore?"
"The Sect Master doesn't want you to die."
Zhan Luoying walked slowly, coughing and said,
"If you want to enter the Bluestone Hall, you must enter the Sword Tomb, a fatal formation that no one has ever been able to break through since ancient times. Even you cannot pass it alive. Therefore... the Sect Master set up another checkpoint before that, which consists of the entire Sword Pavilion."
The man in red walked up to the group of people in black, turned to face Xia Fuyi, and said calmly,
"If you can get through this by destroying the entire Jiange, I will no longer stop you from dying."
The fallen leaves fluttered into the air.
Long Yuan slowly stood in front of him, Xia Fuyi slowly tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword, murderous aura gradually emanated from his whole body.
"Then go ahead."
…
It was another difficult, bloody and protracted battle.
The moon hung high in the sky at night and gradually shifted over the woods.
The crows were startled again and again, and flew deeper into the woods, making a lot of noise under the frosty moonlight.
Dead branches and fallen leaves were crushed by the blood-stained shoes, and the corners of green clothes brushed against the tips of the grass.
Outside the deep forest, among the corpses all over the ground, Zhan Luoying looked at the woods with a pale face, and behind him was Mu Ningqing who was also seriously injured.
"Her martial arts skills have improved several levels since the last time we met."
Zhan Luoying murmured,
"But even so, she can't get past the Sword Tomb."
Mu Ningqing coughed violently several times, spitting out a few mouthfuls of bright red blood foam.
Zhan Luoying turned around and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
"Xia Fuyi showed mercy to you. It seems that Master is still Master after all. With you here, Jiange is not completely destroyed."
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