Crazy! The cold master fell in love with me, she ran away from him

He swung his palm back, and the golden light dispersed the sword intent, and attacked the man with a fierce palm wind.

With a bang, Xu Zhiyuan's body fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Because of the sudden movement, the blade penetrated a little deeper. Cold sweat broke out on Su Yu's forehead and a muffled groan came out of his throat.

Li Nian froze for a moment, then regained his composure. "Yu Shi, rescue Yu Xia."

After opening up the space, Yu Shi heard this familiar voice and almost cried for joy.

Fortunately... fortunately, the master was just acting and did not lose his mind.

"Master, don't worry. I will protect Jiang Yuxia."

In this palm strike, Su Yu took Xu Zhiyuan's life into consideration and used less than half of his strength, so Xu Zhiyuan staggered and stood up supporting himself with the sword.

Ying Feihong pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he became extremely fierce and scary. He murmured and gave the last order.

The spiritual power of this world rose up, centered around Xu Zhiyuan, like a vortex. The surging spiritual power created a strong airflow.

"No... Senior Brother Xu is going to expose himself."

Li Nian saw it clearly, her breathing stagnated, and she subconsciously broke free from Su Yu's shackles and rushed forward, trying to stop his behavior.

"Li'er, come back."

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and regardless of the pain in his heart, he quickly moved behind Li Nian and held her in his arms.

Xu Zhiyuan's cultivation was at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and the power of his self-explosion was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

Shikong's face turned extremely ugly, and his dark and fierce eyes swept over Ying Feihong. Everyone here was trapped by the restrictions he set up.

If Xu Zhiyuan blew himself up and died, even he would be affected.

Then at the last moment, the raging spiritual power abruptly stopped, and Xu Zhiyuan's dull eyes blinked slightly, like a confused child.

Su Yu hugged Li Nian's waist tightly from behind, not allowing her to take another step forward. A hint of anxiety flashed in his indifferent eyes.

"Xu Zhiyuan, don't become someone else's puppet, wake up—"

This sentence, along with the spread of spiritual power, was engraved into Xu Zhiyuan's mind, and the few words engraved in his soul glowed.

Don't betray your clan!

Xu Zhiyuan blinked, and at this moment he regained his clarity of mind. The memories of this period of time flooded into his mind, and the sword in his hand began to tremble violently.

It turns out that he has committed so many mistakes that they are simply unforgivable.

A green light flashed, and the long sword that once slew demons and upheld justice turned.

The tip of the sword was pointed at his heart. The spirit sword recognized its master, trembling continuously, making a mournful low hum, and trying to retreat, but Xu Zhiyuan smiled and stabbed it hard.

Li Nian's eyes widened, "Senior Brother Xu, don't—"

Red blood suddenly spurted out, drawing a graceful arc in the air, and Li Nian's face turned pale as paper in an instant.

Xu Zhiyuan half-knelt on the ground, his bony palms covering his heart. Blood gradually overflowed from between his fingers and dripped onto the ground.

The young man's thin lips stained with blood opened slightly, and he smiled as freely and openly as before, but with a hint of guilt.

"Elder, my disciple Xu Zhiyuan has committed a grave error. I refuse to be controlled by the demons, and I am now offering my death as an apology."

Su Yu frowned, and his grip on Li Nian tightened a little. His expression was extremely calm, but one could sense his deep sense of powerlessness.

He knew very well that the puppetry used by Ying Feihong could not be broken until his death.

"Why has it come to this? Your master has never blamed you. He asked me to take you back." Su Yu's voice was a little hoarse and difficult.

The emotion in Xu Zhiyuan's eyes trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help shaking.

"Elder, I am disloyal and unfilial. I hope you can convey a message to my master. Zhiyuan feels ashamed of his teachings and there is no need to be sad about his death."

The bright red blood flowed more and more, and the blood from the corners of Xu Zhiyuan's mouth flowed down and dripped onto his pale jaw.

"Ahem... Junior Sister Li Nian, I'm sorry. If it weren't for me... Junior Sister Yu Xia wouldn't be in danger... Ahem..." Your mother wouldn't have died...

Xu Zhiyuan's vision gradually became blurred. He faced the light, filled with guilt and self-blame.

Li Nian's voice was choked with sobs, "Brother Xu, why does it have to be like this... There will be a solution when we go back..."

His shoulders slumped slightly, and there was confusion between his brows, like a broken piece of jade porcelain, Li Nian was so broken that it was heartbreaking.

Xu Zhiyuan curled the corners of his lips, and gave the girl one last warm smile. His body could no longer support him, and he fell to the ground.

His eyes gradually lost focus, his breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally he calmed down.

The spiritual sword, emitting a green glow, let out a mournful cry, trembled unwillingly for a few seconds, and then completely lost its luster.

"Senior Brother Xu!"

Li Nian stared at the scene blankly, and a few drops of water fell from his long and fine eyelashes, landing on Su Yu's bony palm.

Hot and painful.

Su Yu closed his eyes tightly to suppress the ups and downs in his heart. Blood continued to flow out of his chest, his vision went dark, and he could no longer hold on.

"Li'er, cheer up, we have to leave as soon as possible." He leaned over and whispered in Li Nian's ear.

Li Nian blinked and seemed to come back to her senses. Her clothes on the back were sticky and warm, and she realized belatedly that it was Su Yu's blood.

"Heh...how is this possible?"

Ying Feihong stared at the scene with eyes wide open in disbelief, with a smile on his lips that seemed to be both disdainful and mocking.

When Li Nian heard the voice, his body stiffened for a moment, and then his eyes were filled with murderous intent. The bright white sword light roared out, and sword energy filled the air.

"Um... ah..."

The sword light was like flowing water, blood shadows bloomed instantly, and red spots spread out like water.

A mournful wail echoed throughout the palace. Ying Feihong lowered his head stiffly, his heart pierced through and cold wind rushed in.

The corners of his mouth formed a stiff arc, as if he didn't expect that he would end up like this.

As Ying Feihong fell, he saw Li Nian's profile looking down at him...

Li Nian looked at the scene indifferently, and blasted out with a palm, completely shattering the virtual soul above Ying Feihong.

"Clap clap-"

Shikong clapped his hands as if he was enjoying a show. He did not react at all to Ying Feihong's death. He glanced at Su Yu behind him.

His expression became increasingly cold. If he could kill Su Yu, even if his soul was immortal and entered reincarnation, the common people would not be able to wait for him to become powerful.

Li Nian frowned, swung his palm backhand to disperse the palm wind that was devouring the air, stood in front of Su Yu, and blocked him.

"Tsk, Li Nian, you're protecting Su Yu?! Protecting someone who will use you as a sacrifice in the future, you're truly ridiculous."

Su Yu's body was staggering, and he barely supported himself to avoid falling down. He stared at the girl's thin figure with red eyes.

Li Nian remained silent and said nothing. His eyes fell on Chu Xu, who was huddled behind Shikong. There was no warmth in his eyes.

"Master, Jiang Yuxia is already in the palace, don't worry."