His first thought was of Fan Xiuwen.
Apart from Fan Xiuwen, no one else who had been caught in the explosion had survived until now.
His two subordinates, Yue Chong and Duan Yanhong, did not have this ability.
Lu Zhou stood on the flying chariot and looked down at the charred land. He saw the arm as well.
"Master, this person is very likely to be Fan Xiuwen. There's no need to trouble Master, I'll kill him! "
Mingshi Yin grinned and raised his hand. The Separation Hook and Scabbard hovered above his palm, glowing faintly.
"I have to be careful when facing such a powerful enemy …"
Duanmu Sheng was speechless. 'Old Fourth, Old Fourth, you're the best at bullying the weak!'
Mingshi Yin was just about to reach the charred arm when Lu Zhou's voice rang in his ears.
"Open it."
"Ah?"
"Master wants you to open it," Duanmu Sheng said.
"Oh."
Mingshi Yin put his Separation Hook and Scabbard away, slightly dumbfounded. What a pity. If he could kill such a powerful opponent, who would dare to look down on his name in the future?
Mingshi Yin waved his hand.
The layer of scorched earth was lifted up by the weak energy.
The body that was buried was also burnt like charcoal.
Mingshi Yin clicked his tongue in wonder. "Master, it's really Fan Xiuwen … He survived the explosion! A miracle! "
Lu Zhou said.
"There's a Blood Escape Art in the Hidden Dao. It consumes dozens of years of lifespan and essence blood to squeeze out all the energy in the Dantian's Sea of Qi to form a close-fitting defense."
The people on the flying chariot were speechless.
Pan Zhong nodded and said, "However, the consequences of using this Blood Escape Technique are very serious … If the Dantian's Qi Sea is damaged, I'm afraid that even his cultivation will be crippled. What's the point of doing this? "
For cultivators.
He had used the Blood Escape to preserve his life, but if his cultivation was crippled, then what was the point of living?
A life worse than death.
Everyone was confused by Fan Xiuwen's decision.
Mingshi Yin examined him briefly. He was shocked at first. Then, he rolled his eyes and said, "Master is still alive … However, he's very weak … This is the best time to kill him. It was effortless! I'm the best at taking advantage of others! "
Duanmu Sheng. "…"
Zhou Jifeng: "???"
Duanmu Sheng felt slightly disdainful. The thing he despised the most was taking advantage of others when they were down.
After all, Zhou Jifeng was the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Rapier Sect … His conduct was still righteous. Even if he had it in his heart, he couldn't show it on the surface.
Mingshi Yin brought out his Separation Hook again.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and glanced at Fan Xiuwen indifferently. He said, "Fan Xiuwen has committed evil all his life. I didn't expect him to end up like this. His choice … I'm afraid he doesn't want to die in peace. "
Pan Zhong said,
"I'm afraid Fan Xiuwen wants to see Mo Li die with his own eyes … He's hanging on by a thread."
"Pfft … He wants to see Mo Li die, so we should fulfill his wish? Dream on! Do you think the Evil Sky Pavilion is a charity? It's too late. I'll kill him before he dies! "Mingshi Yin was slightly anxious.
Duanmu Sheng could not take it anymore. He grabbed Mingshi Yin and said, "Old Fourth … Our top priority now is to find Elder Hua …"
"You're right, Third Senior Brother." Mingshi Yin nodded.
The two of them looked around.
Apart from a few people near Tangzi Town who were bold enough to watch, there was no one else around.
Some of the cultivators in Tangzi Town turned tail and ran away. Some of them even kneeled and kowtowed excitedly.
Alas, their cultivation bases were too low. Otherwise, they would have been good servants in the Evil Sky Pavilion.
"Bring him back to the Evil Sky Pavilion," Lu Zhou ordered.
"Huh? Bring him back to the Evil Sky Pavilion? "
"Fan Xiuwen is an Eight-leaf expert, after all … Since he hates Mo Li so much, let him live …" Lu Zhou said.
"Yes, master."
Although Mingshi Yin did not like Fan Xiuwen, he had to obey his master's orders.
He raised a hand.
A surge of energy swept Fan Xiuwen up.
A portion of Primal Qi protected Fan Xiuwen's heart meridian, keeping him alive.
As soon as the Bluewood Heart Technique's characteristics appeared, Fan Xiuwen's aura gradually stabilized.
Mingshi Yin brought Fan Xiuwen back to the flying chariot.
"Elder Hua!"
Zhou Jifeng pointed to the east. Hua Wudao dragged his exhausted body back.
Hua Wudao dragged his weary body back. His clothes were torn and his face was covered in wounds as he staggered back.
Duanmu Sheng flew toward Hua Wudao.
He supported Hua Wudao.
"Where's Luo Shisan?" Duanmu Sheng frowned as he looked around.
Hua Wudao sighed and shook his head. He glanced at Duanmu Sheng before looking at Lu Zhou who was on the flying chariot.
He said, "His mastery of the sword is profound … I can't do anything to him."
Lu Zhou looked at Hua Wudao and said, "However, he can't do anything to you as well."
After all, the Six Compatible Seal's ninth script was already activated. Even if Luo Shisan fought a battle of attrition, it would depend on how long he could last.
Hua Wudao nodded. "It's a draw."
"So, where's Luo Shisan?"
"He's gone …"
"You …" Mingshi Yin flicked his sleeve angrily. "The Evil Sky Pavilion wants to kill someone. How can we let him go?"
Everyone turned to look at Hua Wudao.
At the end of the day, Hua Wudao was from the Yun Sect. Perhaps, it was not a draw. It was possible that Hua Wudao had let him go out of consideration for his fellow disciples.
However, nobody knew the truth since they did not witness it with their own eyes.
Hua Wudao immediately cupped his fists and said, "I'm telling the truth … If you don't believe me, Pavilion Master, I'm willing to accept any punishment."
"Don't try to hurt yourself! My master has seen it many times … "Mingshi Yin said as he rolled his eyes.
Lu Zhou raised his hand slowly and said calmly, "I believe you."
Hua Wudao looked up in shock. Then, he raised his hand. "Thank you!"
At the same time, Lu Zhou saw his loyalty had increased by 5%.
Duanmu Sheng brought Hua Wudao onto the cloud-splitting chariot.
"Let's return to the Evil Sky Pavilion."
"Understood!"
Meanwhile.
Roughly three miles away from the explosion zone.
Luo Shisan gripped his sword tightly with one hand. He stabbed it into the ground and steadied himself.
He gulped from time to time.
"The old geezer is so powerful …"
He no longer had any Primal Qi left to fight.
He panted heavily.
Who would have thought the all-powerful Sword Saint would be in such a sorry state?
"Forget it. To each his own …" Luo Shisan shook his head helplessly.
Just when he was about to leave …
The green-robed swordsman appeared 50 meters ahead.
His back was straight with his sword strapped to his back.
"Hello," the green-robed swordsman said.
Who was Luo Shisan? Even though he had lost his cultivation base, he was still able to defend himself. He was startled by the sudden appearance of the green-robed swordsman.
"You are?"
"I'm Yu Shangrong."
"…"
Luo Shisan's eyes widened. He gripped his sword tightly and shuddered.
He was no match for Yu Shangrong at this moment.
"Sword Demon?"
"It's just an empty title. It's not worth mentioning." Yu Shangrong turned around slowly. He looked at Luo Shisan and studied him.
Luo Shisan took a step back.
"I'm here on the sect master's orders to clean up the sect. I have no intention of making an enemy out of the Evil Sky Pavilion!"
"You're afraid," Yu Shangrong said.
"I … I'm not afraid …"
"No, you're scared." Yu Shangrong shook his head lightly. A faint smile appeared on his face. "There's no need to worry. I won't take advantage of someone when they're down …"
"…" Luo Shisan was in disbelief.
"You're weak, so weak that it's boring."
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