The demon witch is her white moonlight

Chapter 229

Ji Yuxuan activated the power of blood again.

The irritable and scorching zhenqi boiled and swam in her exhausted body, and the meridians in her body were crumbling.

But if this is not the case, she and the people she brought will all die.

She doesn't want to die, nor can she die.

Even if she is facing a crazy woman like Mei Rujun, she still wants to live.

Ji Yuxuan tapped the blooming golden lotus on her toes, and she moved like a sword fairy in a painting. Every move was like a young phoenix dancing, but the sword tip was pointed with a murderous intent.

Mei Rujun hadn't drawn out her sword yet, and only used the scabbard to block Ji Yuxuan's sword move, with a smile on her lips all the time, gentle and gentle, as if nothing in the world could dispel her smiling face.

This confrontation reminded her of some past events.

Xuantian Palace is located in the extreme north, and the palace is covered with snow all the year round. She taught Ji Yuxuan to dance sword with plum. Work hard, and the sword will be released with a slight swipe.

At that time, Ji Yuxuan was 14 years old, the year of cardamom, she was startled at first sight, her facial features, which were not fully developed, were still young, but they had already begun to take on a world-renowned appearance.

Naturally, she would not make things difficult for such an immature girl. She always practiced swords and sparred with each other intentionally or unintentionally, so as not to let the little girl lose too embarrassingly.

As an older person, he should take more care of him, but he didn't think about it. This partiality for Ji Yuxuan alone hides a bit of selfishness and other intentions.

Mei Rujun was in a trance, and when Ji Yuxuan's sword was about to pierce her eyebrows, she came back to her senses.

With a bang, the long sword was blocked by the scabbard, and the sharp sword energy lifted Mei Rujun's forehead hair, leaving a little cinnabar on the delicate white eyebrows.

Ji Yuxuan's indifferent face was reflected in Mei Rujun's pupils, and the childish face had faded with a bit of mature charm. When she was not smiling, she was already arousing reverie, but when she smiled, it was thrilling.

She came, wrapped in light winter snow.

After years of precipitation, indifference to life and death, stained with heavy wind and frost.

Her eyes are getting colder and colder, her heart is getting harder and harder, she kills and drinks blood while talking and laughing, like a red plum falling on her lips.

She is like the wind stepping on the snow, and also like the rain piercing the bones.

In the world, it is destined that no one will stop her footsteps.

But such a banished immortal also moved Fanxin.

But the person she was thinking about was not herself.

Mei Rujun's loving eyes showed a trace of coldness, if she could cast her image in Ji Yuxuan's pain, she would be happy with it.

Ji Yuxuan wanted a quick battle, but Mei Rujun was not as she wanted.

After procrastinating and procrastinating, after more than a hundred moves, Mei Rujun still dismissed meekly, only defending but not attacking, defending tightly.

She seemed to know that Ji Yuxuan was impatient and irritable, and the blood power in her body could not last long, so she deliberately used this method to delay time. Seeing Ji Yuxuan's moves getting slower and slower, the red wings behind her gradually dimmed.

The golden lotus withered, Ji Yuxuan stepped on the ground, her body froze, and she staggered to the ground.

Shine——

With the long sword out of its sheath, Mei chanted nine tunes.

Ji Yuxuan's old strength was exhausted, but her new strength was yet to be born. Seeing that the tip of a sword was about to penetrate her heart, time seemed to stand still at this moment.

She could clearly see the familiar prints on the bright silver blade, and it was still the same as when she first saw it more than ten years ago.

The cloth is broken, and the flesh is torn apart.

The sharp sword cry broke through the void, from far to near, and in the blink of an eye, it was near.

Heiliang's Sixuan sword swung from bottom to top, pushing Yin Feng away.

The remaining half of the sword blade pierced Ji Yuxuan's left shoulder, and the silver blade pierced into the flesh picked up a red plum.

Le Xiaoyi used his body to shake Ji Yuxuan away with his palm, and slashed horizontally with the sword on his back, cutting a hideous wound from the back of his shoulder.

Le Xiaoyi endured the pain and turned back with a sword, but was blocked by Mei Rujun, the point of the sword hit the silver spine of the sword, and made no further progress.

The smile on Mei Rujun's mouth disappeared.

I was supposed to draw an end to my desolate feelings, and I personally fixed Ji Yuxuan in a ruthless and desperate moment, but was robbed of love by a sudden unexpected guest.

The clothes Le Xiaoyi had just changed were stained red with blood again. She was panting heavily, her chest heaved violently, her eyes were full of hatred and murderous intent and palpitations.

If she was a moment later, Ji Yuxuan would be killed by this crazy woman.

Ji Yuxuan hit a tree with his back, and his body stopped with a shock.

Seeing clearly the person confronting Mei Rujun at this moment, she gasped for breath, and hurriedly said, "Xiaoyi, go back!"

Le Xiaoyi could not be Mei Rujun's opponent.

Ji Yuxuan's sudden change of face was reflected in Mei Rujun's pupils unreservedly, and the corner of her mouth smiled again, but this smile was clear and cold, without the slightest emotion.

The aura of the Soul Origin Realm erupted, and Le Xiaoyi couldn't avoid it, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer head-on, and was thrown away vigorously without even seeing how Mei Rujun made a move.

The moment she was suspended in the air, she lost consciousness and lost control of her body. The lingering sword energy roared from all directions, and it could pierce countless blood holes in her body in the next moment.

Ji Yuxuan rushed towards her, but they were too far away, and the sword energy buried Le Xiaoyi in an instant, and with a bang, the invisible air wave turned out, knocking down dead branches on the ground.

The two sides fighting in the surroundings were hit by the air wave at the same time, and they were turned on their backs for a while, causing chaos everywhere.

Ji Yuxuan jumped halfway and was forced to stop.

The scene in front of her seemed to have a basin of blood mixed with ice slag pouring down her head, and her blood froze all over her body.

"Xiaoyi..." Ji Yuxuan's hands and feet were cold.

The sand and dust slowly dissipated, and the figures shrouded by the wind and sand gradually became clear.

Ah Jiu fell on Le Xiaoyi's body, and all the sword qi were stopped by Ah Jiu's body. The sharp sword qi broke through her protective body and smashed her soft silver armor into pieces.

The picture was still for a moment, Ah Jiu raised her head, grabbed Le Xiaoyi's collar and threw it towards Ji Yuxuan.

At the same time, she jumped up, drew out the sword at her waist, and rushed towards Mei Rujun!

Ji Yuxuan subconsciously threw herself forward and took Le Xiaoyi into her arms.

Le Xiaoyi's expression was a little dazed, the shock he had just received was too great, between life and death, he was both desperate and terrified, and he never thought that he would be able to save himself from danger in the end.

Only then did the blood start to flow again, and Ji Yuxuan felt lingering fear.

The great fear at that time made her ignore the soul connection between her and Le Xiaoyi, forgetting that if something happened to Le Xiaoyi, she herself would not be able to survive.

It took Le Xiaoyi two breaths to regain her senses, and she patted Ji Yuxuan on the shoulder, signaling Ji Yuxuan to put herself down.

Ji Yuxuan woke up like a dream, she wanted to hug Le Xiaoyi tightly, as soon as this idea appeared, her body hugged Le Xiaoyi into her arms before her reason.

Le Xiaoyi heard Ji Yuxuan's throbbing and throbbing heartbeat, and she stroked Ji Yuxuan's back to calm down her frightened emotions. Not only Ji Yuxuan was afraid, but she herself was too scared to death.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..." Le Xiaoyi didn't know whether he was comforting Ji Yuxuan or himself, his words of comfort were as unlevel as Shi Sha's, and he could only repeat two simple words stiffly.

She always worried Ji Yuxuan.

But Ji Yuxuan also made her worry, they frightened each other, and they evened out.

Ah Jiu fought against Mei Rujun instead of Le Xiaoyi, and Ah Jiu, who was in the middle of the Soul Yuan Realm, completely crushed Mei Rujun who had just broken through the Soul Yuan Realm.

The injury from the big move just now didn't seem to affect Ah Jiu's performance at all, and she was still in the process of fighting Mei Rujun like a fish in water.

Mei Rujun failed to kill Ji Yuxuan, or even Le Xiaoyi, and retreated steadily in the rain of Ah Jiu's sword shadow.

As soon as Ah Jiu made a move, he went all out, not giving Mei Rujun the slightest chance to counterattack.

Contrary to Mei Rujun's procrastination and leisure when playing with Ji Yuxuan before, her purpose is very clear, her moves hit the vital point directly, and the fight is only a few moves, and Mei Rujun has already suffered many injuries.

Ah Jiu is like a murderous weapon without emotion, with a cold face, sharp eyes, anticipating the enemy's opportunity, repeatedly defeating Mei Rujun's false moves, and is not at all affected by Mei Rujun's demeanor and appearance.

thump——

Mei Rujun's heel was pressed against the tree trunk, and Ah Jiu's sword pointed at Mei Rujun's wrist. Mei Rujun tried to avoid it, but was hit on the back of the hand by the spine of the sword that turned sideways suddenly.

Accompanied by a sharp stabbing pain, the sword in her hand circled and flew out, while the sword in Ah Jiu's hand had pierced through the black hair beside her ear and stuck firmly to her neck.

"Mei Rujun." In the silence, Ah Jiu's thin lips gently opened and closed, and spit out three words.

Mei Rujun looked back at her calmly and indifferently.

Ah Jiu smiled, that expression was a bit abrupt on her indifferent face.

She said: "The head of the former twelve shadow guards in Xuantian Palace, that's all."

After speaking, he quickly sealed Mei Rujun's acupuncture points, and walked towards Le Xiaoyi with Mei Rujun's collar.

The glamorous woman just now was lying in front of Ji Yuxuan and Le Xiaoyi in an extremely embarrassed posture.

The black hair on Mei Rujun's temples fell down, covering her charming and enchanting eyebrows.

Seeing that she was captured, the people she brought resisted for a while. Among them, three alchemy masters tried to break through the line and rescue Mei Rujun.

Their actions were futile, and they could only retreat in anger.

After a while, the forest became quiet, the Xuantian Palace guarded all around, the outcome was decided.

Le Xiaoyi lifted the sword and glared at Mei Rujun, the hilt of the sword in her hand loosened and tightened, she breathed hard and suppressed the surging killing intent in her chest with extreme restraint.

This woman is Ji Yuxuan's half master, and her status is very important, maybe it will be useful to Ji Yuxuan.

Le Xiaoyi calmed down, looking at Mei Rujun still with hatred and anger in her eyes, but her sword hand had stopped shaking.

She looked sideways at Ji Yuxuan, if Ji Yuxuan wanted to save Mei Rujun's life, she would not object.

Ji Yuxuan's drooping long eyelashes covered her silent eyes, Le Xiaoyi couldn't see her expression clearly, but in the next moment, she flipped her wrist, and the second-tier sword pierced Mei Rujun's back without any hesitation.

Le Xiaoyi opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

Ji Yuxuan didn't ask anything, just stabbed with the sword, with a resolute attitude.

But Mei Rujun has the cultivation base of Soul Origin Realm, this sword can't kill her.

She raised her head, trying to see the expression on Ji Yuxuan's face, but the sword on her back pinned her to the ground, and she could only see Ji Yuxuan's clothes and a small embroidered pouch around her waist.

The woman chuckled, the smile was quick and gentle, not at all like a dying captive.

Looking at Mei Rujun like this, Le Xiaoyi suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, mixed with anger and hatred.