My fiancé is a cultivator

All this happens in the blink of an eye.

When Wen Yu realized something was wrong, he forced the resentful spirit back in front of him, and when he turned around, what he saw was the sneak attacking person standing behind him, holding the soul-killing knife.

In front of him, a familiar figure was standing fixedly. Before he could call out the other person's name in the future, the shadow dispersed like fog.

His expression instantly became extremely terrifying.

His face was still expressionless as usual, but his eyes were dark and dull, as if condensed by darkness.The wind around him seemed to have stopped, and the corners of his clothes and robes that had been floating in the air were hanging down. It was the calm before the storm.

The next moment, a soaring evil spirit surged out of him, and the wraiths around him screamed and fled to the distance. The evil cultivator who was hit head-on was the worst. It was exposed in front of Wen Yu.

It was a face that Wen Yu had seen in Yuyang, and it was exactly the same as the Shang Yan he had faced before.

Wen Yu was at a loss at this moment.He has not yet figured out why he saw Ji Yuze's figure appearing here, but he instinctively concluded that it was not a hallucination.

He recognized the soul-slaying knife held by the evil cultivator on the opposite side. It was a special weapon aimed at the soul of a cultivator. It needed to collect 99 skulls of resentful spirits as raw materials for refining. It had already been cultivated because it was too cruel. It is listed as a forbidden weapon.

With the strength of his mind and soul, if he was slashed by this thing, he would suffer serious injuries, not to mention that Ji Yuze is only a little monk in the Qi refining period now.

The extreme emotion made him clenched the sword in his hand. Under this powerful impact, he was unable to feel the tremor of the sword as keenly as usual.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a heartless Shura, looking at the enemy in front of him with indifferent eyes.

He hadn't used a sword for a long time, but at this moment, he put his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

Xiexiu, who was holding the soul-slaying knife, couldn't help but took a few steps back. After realizing his retreat, he became a little annoyed, "You want to defeat the two of us by yourself? It's a dream!"

Wen Yu didn't speak, and what responded was a sharp sword light.

It was sharper than Cai Cai's sword intent just now, and before he got close, just looking at the silver light made people feel fear and uneasiness like a glow on his back.

He had no choice but to raise the Zhanhundao in his hand to block the sword.

It's just that the soul-chopping knife is not very strong as a side-door weapon, and it is not this person's natal weapon. After the sword shadow is assigned, it has left an extremely long crack on the knife.

Looking at the marks on the sickle that almost split it in half, he couldn't help but tremble.

He raised his head, looked at the sword cultivator in front of him, and was a little stunned to see the tattered long sword in his hand. It looked so dark that the magic weapon that the cultivator who just refined Qi had brought out was stronger than it.

He never thought that the opponent's weapon would look like this.If the other party had replaced it with a magic weapon or even a spiritual treasure, the sword light would have been sharper and more compelling. For a moment, he felt that the sword cultivator in front of him was extremely terrifying.

Shang Yan behind him was still clamoring, "You are a Golden Core cultivator, why are you fighting us? With the scrap iron in your hand?"

These words seemed to instantly open the valve of anger in Wen Yu's heart.Blazing flames surrounded him like a terrifying volcano.

He was dressed in black with black hair, held a black sword, and looked coldly, "Noisy."

Lifting his wrist lightly, he was about to swing the next sword, but the movement suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Wen Yu's eyes widened. To him, this was already an expression of extreme surprise.

Because he actually felt the emotions coming from the sword.

After the catastrophe, Bu Guang seemed to be an ordinary long sword and never responded to him again.

But now, as if he had returned to the most familiar place, Bu Guang uttered a cry of joy, trembling in his hands.

Cracks gradually appeared on the black traces on the sword body under such trembling, and silvery white light leaked out from these tiny gaps, as if being sprinkled with stars all over the body in the dark night.

Until a certain moment, the blade made a long hum, and the rust and carbon traces wrapped around the outside completely fell off, revealing its original appearance.

The white light embraces the sun and the moon, and the purple air moves the bullfight.

At that moment, the sword light was extremely dazzling, as if splitting the night, revealing the white sky.

Sadness and joy came so quickly that Wen Yu was at a loss.

He thought of Ji Yuze's talent in swordsmanship, the marriage knot that symbolized the connection between hearts, and even the inscrutable smile of Elder Yi Feng who coaxed him to go there.

The originally clever mind is now a mess, and the relationship between Ji Yuze and Bu Guang is like a mess of threads in his mind, which makes it impossible for him to sort it out clearly.

However, when he saw the evil cultivator in front of him, all these doubts and bewilderment were deeply suppressed in his heart.

No matter what happened, it didn't affect his determination to kill these two evil cultivators.

This time, he forced himself to block the messy thoughts in his mind, and carefully watched the person holding the Zhanhundao in front of him.

Relying on his keen observation ability, he finally determined that this was the Taoist robed man with whom he had met once before.

He snorted softly, "It's not so easy to heal the backlash of the blood-transforming Dafa. How much strength can you display now? Fifty percent is too much."

He glanced back. "Are you twins?"

I don't know where this sentence stimulated the other party, his expression darkened instantly, pointed at Wen Yu and said sharply: "You are a small golden core, even if you are a powerful swordsman, what's the use of it, even if I only have five left? The power of success is enough to extract your soul and refine your blood!"

Wen Yu smiled contemptuously, and the blade in his hand was like frost.

At the beginning, his light-buying sword hadn't been repaired yet, and he dared to confront these two people. Now that the light-buying sword has recovered, why should he be afraid?

In the way of swordsmanship, he does have an unparalleled talent. He has long since abandoned those fancy and complicated sword moves, but cut them down. The moves he uses are the most basic and simple. However, for his opponent, these moves It is extremely difficult to escape.

In the blink of an eye, he slashed seven seven and forty-nine swords at the enemy in front of him.

If Chu Rong was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the trick Yu Wen used to kill the Pteris in the Linshan Small Secret Realm back then.

However, this time, Tian Yan's 49 swords are smoother and more perfect. Each sword has a whistling sword intent, forming an extremely strong prison.

Before Shang Yan's twin brother could take out his natal weapon in the future, he had no choice but to fight Wen Yu with the Zhanhundao in his hand.

It was the worst decision he ever made.

In close combat, no one can match sword repair.

He was horrified to find that with his current Nascent Soul stage strength, he couldn't even keep up with the speed of the opponent's sword, and the soul-chopping knife in his hand had been broken in two by the third strike.

He secretly thought that it was not good, so he was busy trying to repeat the same trick and escape again, but the other party did not give him another chance to escape.

The sword light was still flashing, but Wen Yu had already sheathed his sword.

He quietly watched the prison composed of sword intent dissipate into the air in front of him. The originally arrogant evil cultivator maintained the previous resisting posture, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared little by little.

Only then did he turn around slowly, and glanced at Shang Yan who had been provoking him behind him, "Who told you that I'm just a golden core?"

Shang Yan, who was transformed into a phantom, trembled, and finally felt a trace of fear.

His Adam's apple rolled, and his gloomy voice became dry, "What did you do to my brother?"

Wen Yu said coldly: "If you do many unrighteous actions, you will die. When you do these things, you should have thought about the consequences."

Although Shang Yan had already thought that his younger brother might be in danger after seeing Wen Yu's strength, when he really heard this sentence from Wen Yu's mouth, his eyes turned red.

He stared at Wen Yu, not even showing any sign of running away.

Not only because of the grief of losing a blood relative, but also because he knew that he couldn't compete with the other party with his own speed.

After the secret of this city was exposed, it was impossible for him to continue living.

Now, with the Heavenly Destruction Formation under his feet, even for that [-]% chance of survival, he can only put all his eggs in one basket.

Taking advantage of Wen Yu's unpreparedness, he took his brother's body away.

Wen Yu didn't stop him, but when he saw his next move, even Wen Yu, who had seen too much evil cultivators, couldn't help but want to look away.

I saw that Shang Yan began to absorb his younger brother's flesh and blood in front of him, and that corpse became a skinny mummy almost instantly.

The black mist wrapped the corpse, and soon, there were faint chewing and swallowing sounds from it.

Wen Yu just felt that standing here for another second would be mental pollution for him.

Wraiths still kept coming up, but the evil spirit on the lightsaber was too strong, even these wraiths and evil spirits couldn't resist it.

Under the pressure of Jian Guang, they had to make way for Wen Yu.

After devouring his blood relatives, Shang Yan's aura has indeed risen to another level.

However, to Wen Yu, this is just the difference between one sword and two swords.

Wen Yu stood in front of this behemoth, "You are indeed very smart, I can't wipe out all the resentful spirits, but," he raised his head, looked at a certain position, his eyes sparkled, "Your fusion is not without flaws .”

Shang Yan was startled. At that moment, he thought that Wen Yu had seen his real body from the black mist and was talking into his eyes.

The step lightsaber appeared from the scabbard again, it was really a sword that could pierce the sky, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, reflecting the sky like day in the dark night.

Shang Yan watched in shock as the aura of the sword cultivator in front of him was rising rapidly, and the alarm in his brain was beeping, as if the trembling and panic of stepping on the death line almost made him lose the courage to fight against the opponent. I want to drop everything and leave this place in the next second.

But can't move!

In this cool night, in the coldness surrounded by resentful spirits, a layer of sweat broke out on his back.

Obviously the opponent's movements are so slow, so slow that he can see the trajectory of the moves clearly, so slow that he can predict where the sword tip will fall, but he seems to be frozen in place, and can only watch helplessly as the sword cuts. He opened his black mist, passed through layers of armor made of wraiths, and landed on his forehead.

"嗤——" that was the sound of a sharp knife passing through.

He had heard this voice too many times, but never thought that one day he would hear his own.

He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if his legs couldn't support him, so he had to fall backwards.

There is no moon or star tonight, the deep night is as black as ink, his lips squirmed, but in the end he didn't say anything, and there was no more sound.

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