Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

Before half an incense stick had burned, countless people had died or been injured at this secret stronghold.

With another glance, the cultivators, who had just recovered from their injuries using their demonic bodies, were once again chopped into mincemeat by this man.

You devil! You're a devil! What did our Compassionate Medicine King do to offend you?

Shi Zhe Ziyueji trembled all over; the terror of the man before him was beyond his imagination.

He had never seen anyone so strong in the Cloud Cavalry before; even the Cloud Cavalry instructors were not as good as this man.

Seeing the blood-soaked man approaching him with a sword, Zi Yueji's hands trembled as he hurriedly took out several pills and swallowed them.

He then began to gasp for breath as if he had suddenly fallen ill, letting out uncontrollable screams of pain.

The blood flowing on the ground all rushed toward the inhuman-shaped Purple Moon Rose.

Not far from the suburbs.

Upon hearing the roar, Su Jinyan's eyes sharpened, and he said coldly:

“I smell a very strong stench of blood. Something has probably changed at this base.”

"Everyone should take precautions and pay close attention."

Yanqing's eyes were sharp, and in that instant, six flying swords were already suspended high in the sky.

"Teacher, there may be a formidable enemy ahead."

"But don't worry, Yanqing is more than capable of handling this situation alone. Just wait for Yanqing's good news."

"no--"

Before he could stop him, Yanqing had already rushed over impatiently.

The opportunity to challenge the strong is right in front of us, we can't let the teacher win first.

"I'll overtake you, kid! All Cloud Riders, follow me!"

Su Jinyan had a terrible headache and hurriedly ordered the Yunqi to follow.

Why is Yanqing so impulsive?

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Death Imminent, Captured by Huanlong! (7K) (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Under the full moon, all is lonely and desolate.

The body of the Purple Moon Rose was stretched open by an invisible force, and countless golden, lush branches and leaves spread across its body, with a sweet power from abundance flowing through every part of its limbs and bones.

He now possesses seemingly endless possibilities; no matter how severe his injuries, the power bestowed upon him by the Compassionate Medicine King will rapidly repair his body.

For him, crushing the man in black in front of him would be a piece of cake.

"The King of Medicine is compassionate!"

The Purple Moon Rose emitted a cold, inhuman sound.

He suddenly leaped into the air, raised his menacing spear, and roared as he thrust it at the man in black.

The man in black neither dodged nor avoided the spear, a mad smile curling at the corner of his mouth, as the spear pierced his body.

laugh--

Blood splattered.

Zi Yueji looked at the man in black with disdain: "Is that all you've got?"

"How pitiful, how utterly pitiful! You will never know how wonderful the abilities the great Compassionate Medicine King has bestowed upon me."

A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of the black-clad man's mouth, and a bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes: "Not enough..."

Compared to the pain that woman caused him, this injury was not enough to kill him.

A swift, crimson sword light swept over Zi Yueji.

Before the other party's incredulous eyes, his body, blessed by the Medicine King, was instantly severed in half by a terrifying blood-red sword aura.

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The Purple Moon Rose, broken in two, watched helplessly as its body began to heal.

Then, she was once again cut in half at the waist by the man.

The pain was so intense it went to his very bones, and he couldn't even cry out.

"Did you remember?" the man asked in a sinister tone.

Wearing yourself down and tearing the enemy apart—that is the weapon.

The former him no longer exists; now, this body of his is the blade that brings pain to himself and his enemies!

The pills that Zi Yueji took could help him recover from the injuries of his Demon Yin Body in a short period of time.

The price is that the pain felt is doubled.

Under the blessing of the compassionate Medicine King, even a "quick and painless death" became a luxury for Zi Yueji.

Fortunately, once he dies this time, he will be completely back in the arms of the Compassionate Medicine King.

However, Blade was not willing to let him go so easily.

The blade began to torment his body with sword strike after sword strike.

Whenever the injuries he sustained exceeded a certain threshold, his opponent would stop, wait for his body to heal, and then continue torturing him.

"Stop! Who are you?!"

Yanqing's angry shout came from behind Ren.

At the same time, a gleaming silver flying sword came whistling through the air, severing Zi Yueji's body and ending his life.

The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind Ren.

The blade sheathed the blood-stained, lacquered, fragmented sword, showing no intention of resistance.

The stronghold of the Medicine King's secret lineage, with its numerous elite warriors, was so easily defeated; it was slaughtered within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Who are you?!"

Yanqing looked at the blade before her with vigilance, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"You don't need to know who I am."

Blade Blood's eyes were cold as he forcefully suppressed the urge to tear the boy in front of him to pieces, and stood with his sword on his back.

Yanqing held the sword across the blade's neck, her eyes cold.

"No matter who you are, you are suspected of violating the laws of the Immortal Boat."

"You'd better come with me before you plead guilty to your crimes."

Ren closed his eyes and remained silent.

Just wait.

Yanqing glanced at him in surprise. She hadn't expected that this extremely murderous man would show no sign of resistance in front of her.

That's a bit boring.

Yanqing was still thinking about fighting a bloody battle with a powerful enemy and showing off his skills.

The blade appeared remarkably calm, as if the severed limbs and corpses scattered on the ground, the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, were not created by him, but by someone else.

The rare tranquility was shattered by the arrival of Su Jinyan.

Seeing such a bloody and brutal scene, even the Yunqi soldiers who had fought on the battlefield couldn't help but turn pale.

With such a strong smell of blood and such a brutal scene, it's hard to imagine how many murders he has committed.

Su Jinyan arrived in a hurry, just in time to meet the bloodthirsty eyes of the man.

"Yanqing, you——"

Before Su Jinyan could finish her accusatory words, the blade suddenly stirred.

Blade covered his forehead, gritted his teeth, and his fierce aura gradually rose.

"That woman..."

"What's your relationship with that woman?!"

With bloodshot eyes, Ren leaped up and roared as he unleashed several streaks of bloody sword energy at him.

Such a heavy aura of bloodlust, just how many people did he kill?

Su Jinyan's eyelids twitched slightly, and she hurriedly dodged the incoming crimson sword energy, instantly appearing behind the blade.

The blade reacted even faster, swinging its sword again with a backhand.

If this sword were to strike, it would surely shatter bones, tear muscles, and separate flesh from blood, causing unbearable pain.

"Teacher, be careful!"

Yanqing gritted his teeth and controlled his flying sword, disrupting the sword energy that Ren had unleashed.

Su Jinyan's eyes were cold, and his figure disappeared again, reappearing beside Ren.

"Secret Technique: The Art of Pulling Up Your Pants!"