Seeing this, Xiaopang was immediately shocked and could no longer wait for Hongying to reply. He shouted directly, "Junior sister, we can't control him anymore. You should leave quickly! Otherwise, we will all die here!"
After hearing this, Hong Ying was shocked, but then her eyes lit up and she said resolutely, "I came back to die with you!"
"I came back to die with you!" Although there was no impassioned rhetoric or foreshadowing in this sentence, it revealed the firmness and determination in Hongying's heart! The voice was not loud, but it was like a bolt from the blue, directly shocking Xiaopang on the spot.
He had never imagined that Hong Ying, the darling of heaven, the only daughter of the dean and his wife, who was as beautiful as a fairy who had descended to earth, would say such touching words to a fat boy like him at this critical moment of life and death.
At this moment, the distance between Xiaopang and Hongying was instantly shortened to the extreme, and the two hearts seemed to be tightly attached to each other, and there was no difference between them. The two sat face to face on the big bronze bell. Staring at each other, the two faces slowly approached each other. At this moment, no matter what the old demon Fengming was or what had happened, they all disappeared from their minds. There was no room for anything else in their hearts, and there was only each other left.
Finally, their faces were so close that their lips touched each other's soft lips. The electric shock filled their bodies and made them shudder. Then they separated instantly!
Hongying's face was full of shyness as she gave her first kiss, but she had no intention of backing down. Instead, she gently closed her eyes, bravely pouted her lips again, and waited for Xiaopang.
Looking at the beauty in front of him, Xiaopang was filled with happiness at this moment. At the same time, a sense of responsibility as a man also arose spontaneously. Xiaopang thought to himself, 'I must protect her! I must not let her die in the hands of Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng!'
Thinking of this, Xiao Pang smiled slightly and said to Hong Ying softly, "Junior sister, I can't let you die. He should be the one to die!"
Hongying was shocked when she heard what Xiaopang said. She didn't know why Xiaopang said this at this time. Did he have any tricks up his sleeve?
Thinking of this, Hongying opened his eyes in surprise, only to find that Xiaopang's right hand had gently left the top of the big bronze bell and was raised high. A mysterious and gray spiritual rune gradually took shape in the palm of his hand.
Finally, Xiaopang suddenly yelled, "Tu Qiancheng, go to hell!" As he said that, Xiaopang used all his strength to hit the gray talisman into the big bronze bell.
The next moment, the big bronze bell suddenly rang with a rough and powerful sound that shook a hundred miles. Xiaopang used his spiritual sense to probe into it and could clearly detect the situation inside. Under the effect of the talisman, countless sound waves were emitted from all directions of the big bronze bell, and gathered inside the big bronze bell according to certain mysterious laws, superimposed on each other, and formed a terrifying and extremely powerful destructive force in a small area.
Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng, who was in the middle of it, didn't even have time to let out a scream. His soul was directly dissipated by the sound waves, and his bones and flesh were shredded. Especially his pair of eyes that were gleaming with ferocious light, burst open on the spot, and looked extremely terrifying. Fengming Old Demon Tu Qiancheng, a great hero who had dominated the world of cultivation for hundreds of years, was completely destroyed.
However, Xiaopang, who used the talisman to kill Tu Qiancheng, was not feeling well either. In order to kill with one blow, Xiaopang injected all the spiritual energy in his body into the talisman, so that now he has lost all his spiritual energy, plus the internal injuries caused by the collision just now. Even an iron man might not be able to bear it.
The poor little fat boy felt severe pain all over his body. He had no strength left and could no longer keep his balance. He fell directly from the top of the big bronze bell.
Fortunately, Hongying was quick and quickly floated down and grabbed Xiaopang, so he didn't fall. However, Xiaopang's pale face and blood on the corner of his mouth still frightened Hongying. She anxiously grabbed Xiaopang's hand and shook it desperately, saying, "Fat brother, Fat brother! What's wrong with you!"
"Don't shake it!" Xiao Pang smiled bitterly, "You've lost all your spiritual energy, your internal organs are dislocated, and you've got some broken bones. Although they look scary, they're actually minor injuries. You'll be fine as long as you take some spiritual medicine!"
When Hong Ying heard this, he immediately shouted, "I have Xuantian Lingdan here!"
As she spoke, she pulled out a fiery red jade bottle from her storage bag and poured out a longan-sized, transparent elixir that emitted an unknown medicinal fragrance.
When Xiao Pang saw it, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and then said, "I'm just slightly injured, just some magical medicine will do, there's no need for this kind of high-end stuff!"
What is Xuantian Spiritual Pill? It is the highest-grade spiritual medicine produced in Xuantian Branch. The materials alone require hundreds of spiritual objects that are more than a thousand years old, and it also takes a master of alchemy several years to refine. The success rate is also extremely pitiful. Even with the financial resources of Xuantian Branch, after two or three hundred years of hard work, they can only get a dozen pills.
Each of these pills is extremely precious, and is usually taken by Yuanying-stage masters when they are injured. Even for them, they would only take it when they are seriously injured, and it is completely useless for a minor injury like Xiaopang's.
But Hongying cared too much about Xiaopang, and she didn't take this elixir seriously, so she ignored Xiaopang's objection and stuffed it into his mouth.
Xuantian Lingdan is not an ordinary elixir. The elixir given to Yuanying cultivators is extremely potent. Even though Xiaopang is strong, he can't stand it and has to sit in meditation to regulate his breathing in order to sort out the medicinal properties of the elixir.
Fortunately, Xiaopang's "Chaos Sutra" was indeed magical, and his injuries were not light, so he absorbed a lot of medicinal properties. So he only adjusted his breath for a quarter of an hour, and then absorbed the medicinal properties. Not only did his injuries recover, but his cultivation also improved to a certain extent. At this time, he had reached the threshold of the first and second heavens of the innate realm, and he could break through the thirteenth heaven at any time. You know. He was promoted last month in the dual cultivation with Shuijing. Now, only a month has passed, and he has reached the threshold of promotion again. Such rapid progress is simply shocking. Obviously, the Xuantian Lingdan played a huge role in it.
After regulating his breath, Xiaopang stood up contentedly, but suddenly found Hongying hiding aside, with a shy face. He wanted to look at him, but was a little afraid. Xiaopang was immediately very surprised, and hurriedly looked down, and then suddenly realized that he was still naked from the waist up, looking extremely embarrassed. Xiaopang was so scared that he quickly took out a Taoist robe from his storage bag and put it on in a hurry.
It was not until he put on his Taoist robe that Hong Ying dared to come up to him and asked, "Fat brother, are you healed?"
"I've already used the Xuantian Lingdan, how can it not be good?" Xiaopang couldn't help but said with a wry smile.
"Ah, as long as he's fine!" Hong Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief, then pointed at the big bronze bell and asked curiously, "What about him?"
"Hey, he's in trouble! He should have died a long time ago!" Xiaopang said with a smile. After that, he gently raised his right hand and put away the big bronze bell, revealing a bloody corpse inside.
Hongying frowned in disgust when she saw the disgusting corpse. Soon, her attention was attracted by the exquisite Fengming knife next to the corpse. After losing its owner, the spiritual treasure usually chooses another master. Sometimes it chooses to kill its owner, and sometimes it flies away by itself. It's hard to say.
This time, the Fengming Knife had clearly made a decision. It trembled slightly, making a pleasant sound, and then it suddenly turned into a golden light, shooting straight towards Hongying.
Seeing this, Xiao Pang was immediately horrified and hurriedly shouted, "Junior sister, be careful!" Although he wanted to protect Hong Ying, the Fengming Knife was too fast, just like a flash of lightning. Xiao Pang was completely caught off guard and was completely powerless. He could only watch the golden light transformed by the Fengming Knife disappear between Hong Ying's eyebrows.
Just when Xiaopang thought that Hongying was going to die under the Fengming Knife, he was suddenly shocked to find that although a Fengming Knife had pierced into Hongying's forehead, there was no scar. Although Hongying's eyes were dull and his expression was nervous, he was obviously not injured, and he didn't look like someone who was stabbed by a Fengming Knife.
This situation immediately surprised Xiao Pang, but he quickly came to his senses and couldn't help but laugh bitterly to himself, "No way? Could it be that Fengming Sword has recognized her as its master?"
Facts proved that Xiaopang's guess was completely correct. Not long after, Hongying woke up with a look of surprise on his face, excitedly grabbed Xiaopang's hand and shouted: "Brother Pang, Brother Pang, the Fengming Sword has recognized its master, it has recognized its master! It has recognized me as its master! It has also passed on to me a set of Fengming Sword Manuals, which contain the spells for controlling the Fengming Sword. It's so exquisite!"
"Congratulations, congratulations!" What else could Xiaopang say except congratulations and a wry smile?
As if seeing that Xiao Pang was not in a good mood, Hong Ying said a little embarrassedly: "Brother Pang, it was all your credit to kill the old demon Feng Ming this time, but I took all the benefits!"
"Haha, silly girl, what are you talking about!" After hearing this, Xiaopang immediately said generously: "If you hadn't come to save me, I would have died in Tu Qiancheng's hands! Besides, the Fengming Sword is a spiritual treasure, it will choose its master by itself. Since it has chosen you, it means that it is destined to be with you. I can only be happy for you!"
In fact, it would be a lie to say that Xiaopang had no qualms at all. After all, this was not something that could be found anywhere. It was an extremely rare spiritual treasure in the world of cultivation. Even the head of a large sect like Xuantian Courtyard did not have one! This showed how precious it was.
But then again, spiritual treasures are not something you can just get if you want them. It depends on fate. If someone doesn't want to follow you, you can't force them to do it. In addition, Hongying's return to live and die with him this time has brought the relationship between the two to an unprecedented level, so Xiaopang doesn't care about the ownership of the Fengming Knife at all, so his blessing to Hongying is sincere.