He was not dead when he was cut off, and there was no blood on the wound, only a layer of solid ice. He crawled on the ground in great pain, and cried miserably, "Save me, save me!"
Obviously, no one would care about this poor child who was doomed to die, especially Han Bing'er who was still under the threat of the magic hand. She just hooked her hand calmly, and the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword that had just killed the thin boy turned from behind, and with a terrifying momentum of opening up the world, she directly chopped the two black magic hands into several pieces. No matter what magic weapon you have, in front of the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword, they are all scraps of copper and iron.
After the big man of the Wanmo Sect had his sect's magic weapon connected to his mind and spirit destroyed, he screamed in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot. He was seriously injured and wanted to turn around and run away, but it was too late. The extremely sharp silver sword light, with the extremely cold sword energy nurtured by the ancient glacier, split him in half from the middle. After the two extremely evenly matched corpses fell to the ground, they actually collapsed with a crash and scattered into ice debris on the ground. It turned out that the sword energy of the Xuanji Bingpo Sword had completely frozen it into a popsicle at the moment of the split.
Seeing that the two buddies who were stronger than him turned into corpses in an instant, and they were still frozen, the young man finally lost the courage to fight. He was so scared that he turned around and ran without saying a word. He even didn't want the demons released from the soul-summoning banner. He ordered them to fight to the death to stop Han Bing'er, while he was only concerned with escaping.
But how could Han Bing'er let him go? She sneered and flicked the sword of Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword with her jade finger. The next moment, a super cold air that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell suddenly burst out from the sword. Wherever it passed, the earth condensed, and even the black mist released by the soul-calling flag turned into black snow and fell to the ground. As for those demons, they were frozen into black powder by the cold air, and disappeared without a trace when the breeze blew.
Even the Wuxiang Tianmo released by Xiaopang couldn't stand this extremely abnormal cold air and fled far away in an instant. Fortunately, there was the cover of the black fog and the demon, so Han Bing'er didn't notice anything unusual in a hurry.
But Xiaopang could feel how painful it was for the Tianyu Witch who was injured by the cold air. Even the Wuxiang Demon Body, which was said to be fearless of Taoism, was injured by this cold air. This scene surprised Xiaopang. Then he remembered something. No wonder Taoist Huolong said that as long as Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword could hurt Wuxiang Tianmo, it turned out to be true.
After Han Bing'er easily killed the two and destroyed the annoying black fog and the demon head, she instantly locked her murderous eyes on the escaping young man. She sneered and said disdainfully: "Want to escape in front of Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword? It's really stupid!"
As she said, she waved her jade hand again and shouted softly: "Go!"
Then, Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword turned into a silver stream of light, like a flash of lightning, and instantly appeared on the back of the young man more than a hundred feet away.
With a puff, Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword poked a transparent hole in his body. Of course, this alone was not enough to kill a cultivator, so Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword shook slightly, intending to shoot out a sword energy to break this guy into pieces and let him die without a complete body.
But at this critical moment, the spiritual treasure Xuanji Bingpo Sword suddenly shook all over, sensing that its master seemed to be in danger. Suddenly, it no longer cared about killing this person, and hurriedly turned back to protect its master. But when it arrived in front of Han Bing'er, it was instantly stagnant. Although it knew that its master was extremely inappropriate at this time, it could only anxiously wander around, but didn't know what to do at all?
It turned out that after Han Bing'er shot out the Xuanji Bingpo Sword, Xiaopang immediately realized that this was an opportunity. Because usually, Han Bing'er kept the Xuanji Bingpo Sword, her life magic weapon, in her body.
In that case, the Wuxiang Tianmo could not occupy Han Bing'er's body at all. If they went in, it would be like seeking death, and they would definitely be killed by the sword energy of the Xuanji Bingpo Sword. But now it is different. Han Bing'er shot out the Xuanji Bingpo Sword. It was like giving Xiaopang a chance. Without saying anything, he immediately commanded an uninjured Sky Devil to rush out from behind and control Han Bing'er in one fell swoop.
Even though Han Bing'er was a genius among geniuses, her cultivation time was too short after all, and her strength was only the 13th level of the innate realm. Without the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword, how could she possibly stop the foundation-building level extraterritorial demon? That's why she was captured in one fell swoop.
Although the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword was psychic, it was not really intelligent after all. If it was a simple crisis, such as someone trying to hurt the master, the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword would naturally know to attack the other party to protect the master. But in this case of being possessed by the extraterritorial demon, if it launched an attack, it would kill the master as well. Therefore, the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword could not find any other good solution, and could only worry on the side.
In fact, the anxious people were not only the Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword, but also Xiaopang. Because although Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword couldn't do anything to the Heavenly Desire Witch in Han Bing'er's body, it was unwilling to give up and kept circling around its master.
In this situation, Xiaopang didn't dare to get close at all! He was afraid that as soon as he got close, someone would chop him with a sword. He didn't want to fight with the furious Ninth-grade Spiritual Treasure. So Xiaopang could only contact the Heavenly Desire Witch in Han Bing'er's body and asked, "Can you calm down the Xuanji Bingpo Sword?"
"Master, the Xuanji Bingpo Sword is a ninth-grade spiritual treasure after all, and it is born with some intelligence, so it is not easy to deceive." The Heavenly Desire Witch then said, "But this guy's intelligence is about the same as a child. It is not impossible to deal with it, but it takes some time!"
Hearing this, Xiaopang was relieved immediately. He immediately smiled indifferently, "It's good to be able to deal with it. What we lack the least is time. You take your time, I'll go say hello to the pretty boy who escaped from death!"
After that, Xiaopang walked out of the woods in a swagger. The Xuanji Bingpo Sword discovered Xiaopang almost instantly, and immediately put on a look of alert. At the same time, the cold light on the sword body burst out, and a stream of cold air kept emitting, instantly lowering the temperature here to below freezing.
The unfriendly move of Xuanji Bingpo Sword frightened Xiaopang so much that he raised his hand hastily, and then walked cautiously towards the young man from Qianyu Sect who was stabbed but did not die in the end.
The floating Xuanji Bingpo Sword Xiaopang was a little further away from its owner, and then he restrained himself a little, but he still looked alert. Xiaopang was depressed and jealous. He was depressed because this annoying Xuanji Bingpo Sword was blocking his way to picking flowers. He envied Han Bing'er's good fortune, and he actually got such a loyal spiritual treasure.
Amidst thousands of emotions, Xiaopang came to the young man with a smile. At this time, there was a transparent big hole in his chest, and the wound was full of ice, and not a drop of blood flowed out, so it looked particularly weird.
However, for this kind of injury, it would not kill the cultivator of the thirteenth heaven of innateness. Even if his life magic weapon was destroyed, it would only make him seriously injured. If the treatment is timely, he still has a great hope of recovery.
However, after seeing the big face of the fat boy, the child fell into despair instantly, because he knew that Xuantian Villa and Xuanji Pavilion were of the same mind and were his mortal enemies.
"Brother, it looks like you are seriously injured!" The fat boy stood in front of him and asked with a smirk.
Although the boy knew that the fat boy was probably making fun of him, for the sake of a slight chance of survival, he still smiled and said, "It turns out to be the famous Fingertip Thunder, Senior Brother Song!"
"Fingertip Thunder?" When the fat boy heard this, he was immediately surprised and said, "When did I have this nickname?"
"Brother Song, don't you know?" Seeing this, the young man pretended to be surprised, and then quickly explained, "On the day I entered Qiancuiping, I had a big battle with Han Bing'er, the first person in Xuanji Pavilion. At that time, Senior Brother Song relied on the Five Elements Divine Thunder in one hand, without moving his body or legs, and with just one hand, he blocked the sword energy of the spiritual treasure Xuanji Bingpo Divine Sword in a snap of his fingers. In the overflowing sword energy and roaring divine thunder, Senior Brother Song's ease and ease at that time were really admirable. Therefore, after this battle, all the fellows praised you unanimously, and finally gave you a nickname of Fingertip Thunder! Senior Brother Song, this is everyone's intention, please don't dislike it! "
When Xiaopang heard it, he was immediately happy! He thought, 'Fingertip Thunder! What a loud nickname, much better than the dead fat man! It's just that after matching his unlucky name, it makes people laugh and cry!'
But in general, Xiaopang was so popular with young people that he felt very happy. He couldn't help but say to the guy crawling on the ground with a smug look on his face: "Finger-flicking thunder, it's indeed a good nickname, but Song really doesn't deserve it!"
"No, no, this nickname is only worthy of you, Senior Brother Song!" The young man hurriedly flattered him.
After hearing this, Xiaopang smiled slightly. How could he not know what this guy was planning? So after being happy for a while, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and laughed directly: "Haha, Junior Brother is really good at flattering me. In this case, how about I do a good deed and give Junior Brother a quick death?"
(To be continued)