Chapter 83 Broken Knife

The blood-red light looked extremely bright in the dim sunlight, like a fishy red spear, stabbing Lv Yan. At the moment when the light and shadow were close to the center of the latter's head, bursts of comfortable breeze suddenly blew, and the blood-red bright light instantly turned into a trace of green smoke and dissipated in the air.

"Floating, I didn't expect you to really become a soul corpse. In order to gain strength, is it worth becoming what you are now?" An old man in shabby clothes came slowly. His gray hair and beard fluttered in the wind and could not feel the energy flowing around him. He seemed to be an ordinary old man who could no longer be ordinary.

Meng Xue was shocked when she saw this person. It was the owner of the inn that day. Although she was ordinary-looking, Meng Xue did not think that he was just an ordinary person. He was absolutely right about the person who just rescued Lv Yan.

The soul corpse in the air was shocked when it saw this. It stared at the old man who came. The hand holding the sickle tightened, and the pale palm was a little white. It clenched its teeth. A cold voice came from the cracks in the teeth: "Old man Yunkong, why are you here!"

The old man Yunkong seemed to have a thunder flashed through his mind. The old man was the elder of Tianyimen. It turned out that the news that the old man Yunkong had left Tianyimen was true. Mengxue kept looked at the old man. Even she couldn't believe that she could see such a legendary figure here.

"It's your master anyway. It's not good to call my name directly." While talking, the old man's seemingly weak body suddenly swelled up, and the strong muscles stretched out the wrinkles on his arms. Although they were not burly, these muscles were absolutely not floating.

"I'm asking you! Why are you here!" The soul corpse in the air suddenly shouted, and the strong true qi soared for a while. Although it did not mean to take action, it made countless strong winds around, and the cloak covering the head blew on the back, revealing a white face. His eyes were red, and he glared at the old man: "You traitor of the Heavenly Medical Gate, get out quickly, or even you Kill it."

"Traitor? As a doctor, the Heavenly Doctor Gate mutilated creatures. Relying on the seven forces of the Celstial Empire, it is useless to stay there. The old man spoke in a gentle tone, and then smiled and said, "How can I go? Isn't you here to take my life? If you want to do it quickly."

"Teacher! Don't force me, I don't want to kill you!" The scarlet eyes suddenly flowed with bright red blood and tears. At this time, the soul corpse looked ferocious and shouted loudly.

"Don't you want to kill me? Do you still know that I am your teacher?" The old man Yunkong shouted fiercely: "In order to get the strength to become like this, people are not ghosts, ghosts, ups and sink. Today, I will clean up the door. I can't let you follow the Heavenly Doctor Gate to kill creatures again."

"Well, what if you become like this? You are more than a thousand years old, and as a result, you are still in the soul. I have stepped into the soul realm when I am more than 100 years old. The realm of martial arts that you can't understand in your life is not an unreachable dream for me. Since you have to do this, don't blame me for being cruel!" The sickle in his hand suddenly flew to the old man in the cloud, with a buzz that was enough to tear his soul, as if cutting off the air along the way.

Meng Xue and Lv Yan tried their best to cover their ears and quickly hid aside. It was the first time they saw the soul master fighting with all their strength. This is the real strength of the soul realm.

The old man's feet hard, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked. He rushed to the sky with the oncoming sickle, waved his right fist horizontally, and hit the sickle away with a strong fist.

The sickle rotating in the air seemed to be spiritual, and flew back to the floating hand again in the blink of an eye. He clenched the sickle with one hand and waved several times at the old man flying towards him.

The sharp blade mixed with hurricanes kept cutting into the clouds and sky, and the energy around the latter suddenly began to fluctuate violently, and the strange airflow kept bursting beside him, so that the old man in the clouds and sky could change direction very quickly in the air, so as to easily avoid these attacks.

Soon, the old man rushed to the floating front, and his right fist drove the surrounding air to vibrate, firmly hitting the soul corpse not far away. The latter did not dodge. The sickle cut into the throat of the old man Yunkong, and his bloodthirsty eyes became more and more red.

What I didn't expect was that the old man's fist had not yet arrived, but the magnificent true spirit that could be driven had already hit his chest. Before he could attack, his body involuntarily flew backwards, and the whole chest collapsed half an inch down. The original gorgeous black cloak could not withstand the strength of the punch and tore several scratches.

The old man stood in the void, not angry and arrogant. The vast energy kept gathering all over his body. Looking at the floating that fell into the air and flew again, he said in a low voice, "It seems that the unique secret soul corpse robe really absorbs the blood of innocent creatures, and its defense is so strong."

Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound from the floating chest. The originally collapsed skin and bones seemed to have been reborn, and they returned to their original state in the blink of an eye. The pure silver sickle in his hand suddenly became bloody, as if the torrent springs were spreading out of it, and the strong bloody atmosphere filled the whole city.

Meng Xue was able to hold on, but Lv Yan on one side quickly vomited. The smell of blood was so strong that it even felt like going deep into the sea of blood.

"Master, the apprentice will show you my real strength today and let you know how wise it is for me to leave you before you die." Under the reflection of the blood-red light around, at this time, the floating face looked extremely ferocious, shouting, and the red eyes were like a sea of blood, with a gloomy atmosphere.

"Evil beast, this thing in your hand is really harmful. Look at me destroying it today." The old man Yunkong was furious when he saw this. The sickle in his floating hand was called the blood sickle, which was refined by human bones absorbing the blood of countless lives. The more blood he absorbed, the heavier the anger. Looking at the sickle in his hand, he must have absorbed the blood of tens of thousands of people.

The blood sickle constantly released the blood gas, floating and flying to the old man in the sky with this bloody sharp blade. The latter felt such a strong fierceness and was not afraid. He went up and collided with the other party's blood sickle with a punch shaking with the surrounding air. The strength of the fist was extremely strong, pushing the blood sickle continuously. Return.

But at this moment, the blood around suddenly poured into the blood sickle. For a moment, the blood-colored light was as dazzling as the red sun in the sky. The vibrating air around the old man Yunkong's protective fist suddenly broke like porcelain, and then the sharp blade of the blood sickle stabbed **'s fist, although The piercing speed was not fast, but it still caused a small wound on the old man's fist.

Although the wound is not serious, the wound is expanding at an alarming rate, and the blood inside is constantly absorbed by the blood sickle.

"Haha, old man, today is your death." The ups and downs laughed, and the red light of the blood sickle in his hand increased unabated.

"Evil! With your little behavior, it's still far from killing the old man. The old man Yunkong shouted angrily, and a silver knife suddenly appeared in his other hand and suddenly cut into the blood sickle.

"Touch!!!!"

After a loud noise, the two figures separated again. Blood kept flowing in the old man's right hand, but the breath was stable, and obviously there was no substantial harm.

The half-blooded sickle fell from the air to the ground, holding the broken blood sickle with one hand, constantly trembling and coughing, and the eyes that originally emitted red light became dim.

"The empty knife..." Fu Chen clenched his teeth and whispered, "It's worthy of being an elder of the medical school. His strength is extraordinary."

The big knife of the old man in the sky is in the air. The silver is not pure, and there is no dazzling light around it. The fluctuation of high-frequency vibration surrounds it closely.

"You go." The old man closed his eyes slightly, and it was time to do it, but he couldn't bear to do it.

"Old man, you will regret it!" He shouted softly, stopped for a moment, and flew away to the distance.

The old man Yunkong sighed: "I have regretted it decades ago, but even if I regret it, I believe someone will take action for me."

Slowly flew to the ground. The old man looked at Meng Xue and Lu Yan, who were frightened, stretched out his arm, and Mu Chen, who fell beside Meng Xue, was sucked into his arms and said, "You two should go back to Tiannu Sect first. This boy's body needs to be taken care of, and he will die."

"Senior, we can wait for him to wake up before going back." Meng Xue said quickly.

"Little girl, how long can you wait? How many days or half a month? I don't want to avoid the people of Tiannuzong during treatment. If you want this boy to live, go back to life quickly. Your task should be completed well. The old man ignored the anxious appearance of Meng Xue and Lv Yan. His body suddenly flew into the air and suddenly stopped again. He turned around and said, "I don't want Tiannuzong to know that I'm here."