Chapter 663 Qi Mu

Instantly, the power of the saint on the saint bow resonated with the power of the saint on the wooden hairpin in Qi Mu's hand.

"Buzz!"

The saint bow trembled, and the colorful light on it immediately converged. The bowstring of the saint bow, which was originally fully drawn, suddenly spun, and the powerful force of the arrow actually went back in the opposite direction.

The magical thing is that the power of the unshot arrow spun along the blood-stained wooden hairpin in Qi Mu's hand like a colorful dragon, directly rushed into the meridians of Qi Mu's arm, and then broke into Qi Mu's body along the meridians in his arm.

At this moment, Qi Mu had no ability to resist. He only felt that his body, which was originally in great pain, was like being attacked by a powerful flame, and even his soul was burning.

"Ah!"

Qi Mu screamed, and there was no sound.

The entire altar suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, the first arrow shot at Zhan Yunfei, because there was no continuous blessing from the saint bow, the power was reduced by half.

Zhan Yunfei cast several spells in succession, and took the opportunity to freeze it with the power of Xuanbing. With a bang, the power of the bow and arrow turned into a large group of colorful light spots and disappeared.

Zhan Yunfei looked at the opposite side breathlessly. He just saw that the Saint Bow had accumulated the power of the second arrow. He also saw that it was Senior Brother Qi Mu who risked his life to stop the Saint Bow from firing for the second time. He also saw that Senior Brother Qi Mu fell down covered in blood.

"Senior Brother Qi Mu!" Zhan Yunfei roared while running over.

In a blink of an eye, he came close, jumped up, and landed on the altar.

When he saw Qi Mu lying on the ground motionless, he couldn't bear to look at it.

The six blood holes on Qi Mu's back were still gushing out hot blood, and his clothes on his back were torn. He still held the wooden hairpin tightly in his hand, and the other end of the hairpin was poked on the Saint Bow.

Zhan Yunfei's vision suddenly became blurred, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Brother Qi Mu..." He called Qi Mu's name, ready to bend over and help Qi Mu up.

At this moment, Qi Mu's body, which had been lying motionless on the altar, suddenly moved and exuded a breath that did not belong to him.

The next moment, Qi Mu's body actually bent over and stood up on its own, and the six blood holes on his back healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qi Mu turned around, but he was holding the Saint Bow tightly in his hand. His eyeballs turned blood red, showing the tyranny of a beast.

Facing each other, it was no longer the Brother Qi Mu that Zhan Yunfei once knew. There was no kindness, no tenderness, only violence and killing.

"Brother Qi Mu, what's wrong with you?" Zhan Yunfei noticed that Qi Mu was not in a good situation, and while calling loudly, he tried to reach out and put his hand on Qi Mu's shoulder. He wanted to awaken Qi Mu's consciousness.

And in the eyes of Qi Mu on the opposite side, it was Zhan Yunfei's violation of him.

Suddenly, Qi Mu swung the Saint Bow in his hand vigorously, sweeping it towards Zhan Yunfei. Because the two were too close, although Zhan Yunfei instinctively stepped on his toes and retreated backwards, he was still hit on the left shoulder by the corner of the Saint Bow.

"Bang!"

As if hit by a heavy hammer, Zhan Yunfei's body flew back seven or eight feet, and he stood firm after supporting himself with the tip of the Ice Soul Sword, and his entire left arm felt a sharp pain as if it was electrocuted.

Qi Mu's sudden swing of the Saint Bow had completely surpassed the power that Qi Mu should have, enough to smash a small mountain.

If Zhan Yunfei was not a body of Ice Soul, and his body was as strong as black ice, this would result in a broken shoulder bone.

Zhan Yunfei hurriedly activated the Black Ice Technique to repair the pain in his shoulder with the power of Ice Soul. Visible cold air came out of his shoulder, and the flesh injuries recovered in an instant.

Just as Zhan Yunfei was looking at Qi Mu in surprise.

A shocking force burst out from Qi Mu's body.

Qi Mu's hair curled back, and the gray robe flew behind him. Circles of colorful power visible to the naked eye swirled around Qi Mu's body.

"It's the power of the saint. Brother Qi Mu was attacked by the power of the saint on the saint's bow!" Zhan Yunfei immediately guessed Qi Mu's current situation.

But the next moment, the scene that Zhan Yunfei least wanted to see happened.

Qi Mu actually raised the saint's bow in his hand, pulled his arms, and the bowstring was full.

Squeak, squeak, colorful spiritual light swirled.

A colorful light arrow swirled on the bowstring and quickly formed, and the tip of the arrow pointed at Zhan Yunfei on the opposite side.

"Brother Qi Mu, calm down! It's me, I'm your junior brother Zhan Yunfei!"

No matter how Zhan Yunfei called, Qi Mu on the opposite side had no reaction.

"Kill those who trespass into the altar!"

Qi Mu's consciousness had actually been occupied by the saint's bow.

The next moment, Qi Mu's hand holding the bowstring suddenly loosened.

Whoosh!

A colorful arrow of light suddenly shot out, a hundred feet away.

Maybe Qi Mu's body was not completely suitable for controlling the Saint Bow, or maybe Qi Mu didn't want to shoot Zhan Yunfei.

The force of this arrow brushed past Zhan Yunfei's head.

Until three hundred feet away, with a loud bang, a small hill was razed to the ground in an instant.

The silver scarf on Zhan Yunfei's head was also torn off by the strong wind raised by the bow and arrow, and fell helplessly on the ground. His long hair fell down like a flying cloud.

Zhan Yunfei held the Bingpo Sword in his right hand, and his whole arm trembled. He whispered foolishly: "I can't attack Senior Brother Qi Mu."

At this time, Qi Mu raised the Saint Bow in his hand again, and the bowstring was quickly pulled apart, and the colorful arrow on the bowstring took shape again.

And Qi Mu's eyes looking at Zhan Yunfei became more and more bloodthirsty and determined. Zhan Yunfei clearly saw that the arrow from the opposite side was aimed at the center of his eyebrows without any deviation.

"Master, what are you doing? You can't save Senior Brother Qi Mu like this." At this moment, the voice of his ice clone came from the Ice Soul Sword in Zhan Yunfei's hand.

Zhan Yunfei felt as if cold water had been poured into his head. His whole body suddenly shivered and he suddenly sobered up a lot.

"I want to go over and rescue Senior Brother Qi Mu. If his body is completely taken over by Saint Gong, Senior Brother Qi Mu will have his soul shattered as if his body was taken away from him, and he will never be reincarnated. While Senior Brother Qi Mu's soul has not been completely taken over by the Saint, If the bow is taken away, as long as the saint's bow is taken away from Senior Brother Qi Mu, Senior Brother Qi Mu may be saved. "

With an accurate judgment, Zhan Yunfei narrowed his eyes, his eyes showing a fighting spirit as cold as an ice pool.

He pointed the Ice Soul Sword in his right hand towards the opposite side and shouted: "Give it back to me, Senior Brother Qi Mu."

The next moment, Zhan Yunfei activated his unique Xuan Bing magic skill, his feet were flying frost, his white robe was flying snow, like a flying fairy from the sky, his sword pointed directly at the saint's bow in Qi Mu's hand.

As a peak swordsman, Zhan Yunfei not only has excellent swordsmanship, but also has top-notch body skills. His figure was like snow blowing in the wind, sometimes spinning, sometimes flying, erratic, rootless but rooted, making it impossible for the "Qi Mu" on the opposite side to aim at him in time with the saint's bow in his hand.

Moreover, Zhan Yunfei has his own Mysterious Ice Domain, and any attack that comes close to his body will be blocked and interfered by the power of the Mysterious Ice emanating from the Mysterious Ice Domain.

Qi Mu held the saint's bow and shot three arrows in a row. The arrows flew hundreds of feet into the sky, ruthlessly and decisively.

Dang, there were two crisp sounds in succession, and the power of the first two arrows was interfered by Zhan Yunfei's Ice Soul Sword in his hand, causing them to miss the direction. But the third arrow grazed his cuff, and a hole was punched through the cuff of his white robe.

However, all this was planned by Zhan Yunfei. Only in this way could he get close to Qi Mu's body as quickly as possible.

At this moment, Zhan Yunfei had already rushed in front of Qi Mu. The Ice Soul Sword in his hand danced with a ball of sword flowers. The sword came out of flying frost and landed on the saint's bow in Qi Mu's hand.

Dang Dang Dang! Sparks flew everywhere.

A few freezing points fell on the surface of the saint's bow.

But Qi Mu's palm seemed to be growing together with the saint's bow, never relaxing at all.

The saint's bow is a treasure for long-distance combat. Naturally, it cannot exert its due power in close combat. Saiki, who lost his mind, instinctively held the saint's bow and made a series of chops.

Hoo ho ho!

The power of the bow sweep is as powerful as a thousand blows.

"It seems that we can only temporarily seal one of Senior Brother Qi Mu's arms, otherwise, we will not be able to wrest the Saint's Bow from his hand."

Thinking in his mind, the edge of the sword in Zhan Yunfei's hand changed again, the tip of the sword shook, and three balls of flying snow flew out.

Puff puff!

Qi Mu's right arm holding the saint's bow suddenly had three wounds that were only half an inch deep. The sword edge pierced the flesh but did not damage the muscles and bones, revealing a moderate amount of cold power that briefly sealed the meridians on Qi Mu's arm.

Zhan Yunfei's accurate control of the strength of his sword moves makes him worthy of being a peak swordsman.

Qi Mu's right arm was hit, the fingers of his right hand loosened, and the saint's bow fell to the ground with a clang.

The holy flowers flow on the surface of the saint's bow without a trace of dust.

Without the interference of Saint Gong's will, Qi Mu's eyes suddenly became clear.

He held his head with both hands and shouted in pain: "Don't hurt Junior Brother Zhan Yunfei, don't hurt Junior Brother Zhan Yunfei."

Then he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

Zhan Yunfei walked over quickly, knelt down, helped Qi Muban up, and blamed himself: "Senior brother Qi Mu, it's all my fault."

Saying that, Zhan Yunfei touched Qi Mu's pulse gate with his hand, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. Qi Mu has no pulse at all, which is the result of the rupture of his heart meridians.

It can be said that unless there is a life-changing elixir in hand, Qi Mu's life energy may dry up at any time.

"Senior Brother Qi Mu...your injury..." Zhan Yunfei burst into tears.

Then, Zhan Yunfei put a single palm on Qi Mu's shoulder and injected his own magic power into Qi Mu's body in an orderly manner, temporarily protecting his life force. Zhan Yunfei knew that he was helpless. But he still wanted Qi Mu to stay in this world for one more moment, even if it meant saying one more word to him or exchanging one more look.

After a moment, Qi Mu opened his eyes and saw himself lying on Zhan Yunfei's arm. He said angrily: "Junior brother Yunfei, I am really happy to be able to perform the mission with you."

Zhan Yunfei nodded vigorously and said, "Me too."

He forced a kind smile out of the corners of his mouth, but it was drowned by the tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Junior Brother Yunfei, you're fine." Qi Mu turned his head and glanced at the Saint's Bow that had fallen aside, "I read from the ancient books in the door that only those with the Haoran Heavenly Veins can control the Saint's Bow. I forgot about it just now. So, even if I am seriously injured and die, I don’t blame you. It’s my own bad memory.”

Zhan Yunfei didn't know how to answer, so he encouraged: "Brother Qi Mu, you will get better."

Qi Mu continued: "I know that you cultivated a Haoran Heavenly Vein not long ago. Bring that saint's bow over and let me see how it killed me. Ahem."

Qi Mu coughed.

"Okay, Senior Brother Qi Mu, I will bring you the Saint's Bow right now." Zhan Yunfei didn't know what Qi Mu meant, so he had to follow his orders.

Zhan Yunfei's consciousness moved, and the Haoran Heavenly Veins connecting his Tianling Gai and Zifu Space were running at full speed.

He used one hand to move in the air, exerting the power of Haoran, and the Saint Bow was attracted and flew into his palm.

Sure enough, with the Haoran power in the Haoran Tianmai as the guide, it would not be eroded by the Saint Bow at all.

The Saint Bow was held in Zhan Yunfei's hand, cold and icy. In Zhan Yunfei's mind, this Saint Bow was a murder weapon, a murder weapon that took away Senior Brother Qi Mu's precious life. He wanted to smash the bow to pieces to avenge Senior Brother Qi Mu.

"The Saint Bow is here, Senior Brother Qi Mu, what are you going to do?" Zhan Yunfei asked.

Qi Mu glanced at the Saint Bow, and then said: "It is indeed a good treasure, I hope you will treat it well in the future."

Zhan Yunfei was confused. As a weapon, the Saint Bow is indeed a big killer. But Zhan Yunfei already has the Bingpo Sword, and the Saint Bow is something that hurts Senior Brother Qi Mu's life. It is good that he does not dismantle the Saint Bow, and he has no intention of taking it for himself.

I don't know where the strength came from. Maybe it was the magic power infused by Zhan Yunfei that helped Qi Mu. Qi Mu pushed Zhan Yunfei and stood up tremblingly.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Brother Yunfei, you won't despise me, will you? I have stained your clothes." Qi Mu suddenly asked curiously.

Zhan Yunfei glanced at the blood stains left by Qi Mu on his sleeves, and hurriedly said: "Brother Qi Mu, what are you talking about? In the face of life and death, you have repeatedly stood up and taken responsibility. I admire you and can't thank you enough. How can I despise you?"

"That's good." Qi Mu took out a red talisman from his arms. He threw it with one hand, and the talisman was accurately attached to the surface of the Saint Bow.

Then, Qi Mu pinched his hands, and his body shook violently.

With a bang, his whole body turned into a stream of fire and sank into the red talisman attached to the surface of the Saint Bow.

Qi Mu's last voice came from the Saint Bow: "Junior Brother Yunfei, let me accompany you to fight forever."

When Zhan Yunfei understood, Qi Mu's figure had disappeared in the flames.

And on the surface of the Saint Bow, there were two more words engraved "Qi Mu".

Zhan Yunfei held the Saint Bow tightly with both hands, and a warm feeling came from it. He knew that it was Brother Qi Mu's sacrifice of his flesh to remove the murderous aura on the Saint Bow for thousands of years, making the Saint Bow more suitable for him to use.

Moved!

Feeling!

Grateful!

"What is a saint? It is not the unrivaled Confucian cultivation, nor the Confucian authority that looks down on the world. It is the fearless spirit like Brother Qi Mu, who sacrifices himself for others, dares to take responsibility, and thinks of others everywhere." Zhan Yunfei looked at the bow and arrow in his hand affectionately and whispered.

And in Zhan Yunfei's state of mind, there was more of a permanent frozen chill, which was the regret for the death of Brother Qi Mu.

From then on, this bow was named "Qi Mu", and became the real "saint bow" in Zhan Yunfei's heart. And the divine bow "Qi Mu" will also accompany Zhan Yunfei all the way to grow up and become a legend.