Chapter 100 Cold Moon Blade

After a while, the two pythons were finally defeated, and the pool gradually turned red with blood.

However, the two Xuanyin sect members also consumed a lot of spiritual power. The female cultivator with a weaker cultivation was hit by a stream of water from the python. Her full chest shrank directly, and I don’t know how many ribs were broken.

The female cultivator took the elixir and began to meditate on the spot.

The male cultivator began to clean up the battlefield, collecting the wind spirit flowers and the python’s body.

“Who!”

The male cultivator suddenly shouted at the bushes where Wu Sheng was hiding.

As soon as the male cultivator raised his hand, a fierce ghost rushed straight into the bushes.

Wu Sheng was very depressed. He was obviously hiding well and trying to restrain his breath, but for some reason, a dead bird fell from the sky and hit him on the head, causing him to be exposed.

Seeing the fierce ghost coming fiercely, Wu Sheng was forced to fight.

I saw a talisman in his hand activated, and a black long sword appeared out of thin air, with evil spirit surging on the long sword, slashing at the evil ghost.

A first-level middle-grade talisman, the slashing ghost talisman.

The evil ghost slapped his palms, and the extremely rich ghost energy surged on the ghost's hands.

The long sword collapsed, and the evil ghost's hands were also injured by the long sword, turning into Yin Qi and drifting away.

Wu Sheng took advantage of the moment when the slashing ghost talisman blocked the evil ghost and turned around to leave.

Unexpectedly, the male cultivator of Xuanyin Sect had approached, holding a steel spear and stabbed Wu Sheng in the back.

Wu Sheng had no choice but to give up escaping and turned to fight the enemy.

After a few breaths, Wu Sheng, whose strength was greatly reduced by the python, was seriously injured and defeated, and saw the moment when the steel spear was about to pierce his chest.

The male cultivator fell straight down without any warning, and he was out of breath in a moment.

On the back of his head, there was a broken blade.

Song Wen found the broken blade from a street stall in the market half a year ago.

At that time, he had cultivated his spiritual consciousness. With the perception of his spiritual consciousness, he recognized the extraordinary nature of this broken blade at a glance.

The broken blade was one inch wide and one foot long. Before it was destroyed, it should have been a spiritual weapon that could only be activated by a foundation-building cultivator.

Although the broken blade was destroyed, it could still be activated after being refined by Song Wen, and its material and grade were higher than those of high-level magic weapons.

After Song Wen's sacrifice and refinement, the originally gray broken blade had a mirror-like blade and radiated cold light.

With his spiritual consciousness, Song Wen controlled the broken blade with ease. Where his heart directed, the blade pointed, and he truly made the blade move with his heart.

It was far more meticulous and free-spirited than ordinary Qi-refining cultivators who activated magic weapons through the art of controlling objects with mental power.

He gave the broken blade a nice name, the Cold Moon Blade!

This was the first time he used the Cold Moon Blade to kill an enemy, and the effect was quite good.

Wu Sheng was happy when he saw the sudden death of the male cultivator of Xuanyin Sect, but when he saw Song Wen walking out of the bushes, his face immediately turned ugly.

He was already seriously injured at this time, and it was difficult for him to be a match for Song Wen, who was only at the fifth level of Qi training.

Moreover, Song Wen appeared just after the male cultivator of Xuanyin Sect died.

It is hard not to think that it was Song Wen who killed the male cultivator. Although it is incredible that a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training could kill a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi training in seconds, the facts are in front of us.

"Ji Yin, it's you!" Wu Sheng said in panic.

Song Wen did not reply, but moved his mind, and a cold light swept across, beheading the female cultivator of Xuanyin Sect who was about to escape.

Then, Song Wen's figure turned into a residual shadow, and he grabbed Wu Sheng's head with one claw.

"Ji Yin, spare my life, I was young and frivolous back then, and I didn't know anything..."

Before Wu Sheng finished speaking, his head exploded directly!

Song Wen shook off the blood on his hands. He had one less enemy, and he killed them with his own hands. He was in a good mood.

After Song Wen devoured the souls and blood essence of the three corpses, he devoured the blood essence and soul of the two giant pythons.

This was not the first time he devoured the blood essence and soul of monsters. He had bought monster corpses and souls out of curiosity to devour them.

It turned out that although the bodies of monsters were mostly huge, the blood essence condensed after devouring them was much worse than that of cultivators of the same level, almost only 30% to 40% of the amount of cultivators.

The same was true for the souls of monsters. The improvement of mental power was far less than that of human cultivators of the same level.

This made him not very interested in the corpses of monsters. The corpses of cultivators were more real.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Song Wen recalled the stupid Wujia Gu who was still killing birds everywhere, and turned to leave the island in the middle of the lake.

......

In front of a small hill.

A young female cultivator, with disordered breath and blood at the corner of her mouth, collapsed to the ground with a pitiful look of being seriously injured.

Wu Sui saw this scene from a distance, with a wicked smile on his face.

"The disciples of the Red Blood Sect are so stupid that they are still using the old-fashioned beauty trap."

Knowing that it was a trap, Wu Sui did not retreat, but walked straight to the young female cultivator.

"Young lady, it seems that you are seriously injured. Do you need me to heal you?"

As he spoke, Wu Sui's eyes looked back and forth at the woman's graceful figure, and the desire in his eyes was not concealed.

"Thank you, senior brother from the Corpse Demon Sect, I don't know your name. Ahem..."

The woman's delicate voice was a little weak.

As she spoke, she couldn't help coughing a few times, and more blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, as if she would faint at any time.

"My name is Wu Sui. I can save you, but before I do that, I have to get rid of the two little mice."

Wu Sui's aura suddenly changed, and his originally frivolous expression instantly became sinister and fierce, full of murderous intent.

A black chain stretched out from Wu Sui's hand, and then quickly grew longer, like a big snake, circling in the air.

The chain rushed into the crown of a dense tree a few dozen meters away.

After a few exclamations and screams, the chain slowly began to shrink back.

The end of the chain pierced the chests of two male cultivators of the Red Blood Sect, and the chain dragged the two corpses and threw them in front of the young woman.

The young woman became extremely frightened, and her voice became panicked and scared.

"You...you actually killed Senior Brother Zhang and Senior Brother Chen."

"Just two little mice, not worth mentioning." Wu Sui regained his frivolous look again, looking at the young woman with a smile.

"Young lady, I don't know where you are injured, how do you want me to treat your injury?"

Wu Sui stared at the woman's plump chest and said.

Feeling Wu Sui's burning gaze, the young woman's panic gradually calmed down, and she saw a glimmer of hope for survival.

Knowing that she had provoked a ruthless person who should not be provoked, she gritted her teeth, tore off her underwear, and exposed her snow-white chest.

"Brother, treat it however you want."

A playful smile appeared on Wu Sui's face.

"Oh, really? But I'm not good at healing people, I'm better at killing people!"

In the young woman's unbelievable eyes, the black chain suddenly moved and directly penetrated her chest.

A huge coffin suddenly appeared on the ground in front of Wu Sui.

He put the three bodies on the chain into the big coffin, and then put the coffin into the storage bag.

These are all excellent cultivation materials and cannot be wasted.

Song Wen, who saw this scene from afar through Wu Jia Gu, thought rapidly in his mind, and after a moment, he made up his mind.

He changed his aura and restored it to the aura he often showed to others.

Then, he ran directly in the direction of Wu Sui.

When Wu Sui saw Song Wen suddenly appear, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, but he noticed that Song Wen was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect, so he did not act immediately.

At this time, Song Wen shouted in surprise.

"Brother Wu Sui, it's great to meet you."

Wu Sui looked at Song Wen with cold eyes, and did not relax his vigilance.

"Who are you? Why do you know me?"

Song Wen's face was full of flattering smiles, "Brother Wu Sui, my name is Ji Yin, have you forgotten that I had the honor of meeting you in the Corpse Cave."