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Text Chapter 43 The Sword Kills the Spiritual Warrior

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    The fallen leaves underfoot were very soft, and the thickness was no more than knee-high.  When you step on it, there is a squeaking sound in the depression. The fallen leaves with a radius of more than ten feet among the intertwined trees really give you a headache.  Fortunately, there was no one around, and there were no spiritual beasts, so we had enough time.  But the sky is getting darker, making searching becomes troublesome.

    He drew out the sword and stabbed it into the fallen leaves intensively from left to right. Since his spiritual sense could not detect it, he had no choice but to choose this stupid method.  The disciples of the Ice Sect were very depressed at this time. How could it be so troublesome to kill a person who could not reach the sixth level of spirit?

    Jing Mo controlled his aura as much as possible, hoping to be lucky enough to escape this disaster.  But as time passed, the man became persistent and showed no sign of leaving.

    Thinking in my heart, it is inevitable to be discovered if this continues.  Listening to the sound, coupled with the induction, it seemed like a sharp sword piercing the fallen leaves.  It seems that this person's purpose is to take my life.

    No matter what the reason is, since this person is murderous and there is no possibility of escape, he can only risk his life.

    Jing Mo was helpless, how could he be chased for no reason.  In order to call for adventure, he also had the confidence to give up at any time, but this matter now left him with no choice.

    It seems a bit absurd to use the strength of a spiritual person to cross levels and kill spiritual warriors.  Among the falling leaves, Jingmo really couldn't think of any effective way for a while, but now he couldn't think too much about it.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ~~, shua!  ¡­.

    The sound of the sword entering the leaves was getting closer and closer, Jing Mo tried his best to hold his breath and control the energy in his body not to make any fluctuations.  Jing Mo had already moved his hand slowly to the hilt of the sword before, but at this time Jing Mo thought of the Cold Lotus Sword.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? However, with Ye Zhong hiding in the state, he is unable to attack the enemy's vital points.  If the sword attack on his leg could act as a delay, there might still be a chance. This was the only way Jing Mo could think of.

    At this moment, a sword stabbed less than half a meter away from Jing Mo.  All the breath seemed to disappear at this moment. A cold light flashed in Jing Mo's eyes, and his hand tightened on the hilt of the sword.

    ???????????????????????????????????????:??????????: The Ice Sect disciples used to release their spiritual consciousness to search the leaves, but as time went on, they simply gave up to save their nerves.  At this time, nearly half of the search was done, and some people were just agitated, not wary of Jing Mo at all.  After all, he is fully confident that he can adapt to emergencies if they arise.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ~~Another thrust with the sword.

    This sword almost hurt Jing Mo at this time.

    Jing Mo exerted all his strength, his thoughts were united, and he was extremely calm.  In a flash of lightning, he finished drawing his sword and slashed at the leg of the Ice Sect disciple from across the leaf.

    "Perhaps Jing Mo was hiding too deeply, or the Ice Sect disciples were too arrogant. Although they reacted to this sudden sword, they were still injured by the sword.

    The moment Jing Mo swung his sword, the sword roared and the seal opened, like a whirlpool, madly sucking in the energy in Jing Mo's body.  Jing Mo had no control over this state, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

    The spiritual seal existing on the sword body originally came from the ice lotus energy, but Jing Mo originally wanted the energy in his body to match the sword body and unite his mind, hoping that the sword body would stimulate the energy in his body as much as possible.

    It was this reckless behavior, coupled with the over-persistence of the mind, that caused the energy of the other five systems in the body to be attracted by the seal.

    The energy of the five systems existing in Jingmo's body was originally peaceful, but when the sword body was removed, there was a strong conflict between them.  When the Ice Sect disciple's leg was cut by the sword, the ice energy could not freeze his blood, but another violent energy rushed straight through his meridians into his Dantian.

    Immediately after the sword sword, he appeared and flashed aside. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but saw Bingzong disciples staying in place.  In shock and surprise, Jing Mo wanted to kill him with his sword, but as soon as he was in this state, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the meridians throughout his body. His whole body felt like it had been drained of all his strength, and he sat down uncontrollably.

    Besides, the Bingzong disciples, although the five -series energy is far from being huge, but its mixed violent is not the general Meridian Dantian that can bear it.  This sudden and strange existence made the Ice Sect disciples temporarily unable to guard against it.

    In just a short moment, the meridians were tingling, and the Dantian was chaotic and showed signs of explosion.

    Just when the Ice Sect disciple tried to protect himself with the energy in his body, he suddenly fell into the fallen leaves, with an indescribable expression on his face.

    Some of Jingmo¡¯s monks were a little confused by this scene. They sat softly among the fallen leaves and couldn¡¯t figure out whether this was the work of the Hanlian Sword.

    The miserable howl interrupted Jingmo¡¯s thoughts and drew him away.

    "Help me! Please help me, I don't want to die!" the Ice Sect disciple shouted with difficulty.

    Xiumei frowned, and Jing Mo was completely stunned. Does the sister concealed me, and the Han Lian sword was strange.

    "Hurry and cut off my right leg, otherwise, nootherwise it will be too late!"

      Jingmo was stunned, what kind of thing is this?

    At this time, the Ice Sect disciple was about to go crazy. He wanted to chop off his legs with his sword, but the strange energy had destroyed all his meridians and shattered his Dantian.  No matter how strong his will was to withstand the pain, his entire body was unable to move at all due to the destruction of his meridians.

    "There are blood-eating insects in my legs. I have no ill intentions towards you. Please save me"

    There is a trace of despair in the miserable wailing.  He had been unwilling to follow his master's orders to pursue Jing Mo, but now his meridians were destroyed, his Dantian was shattered, and he was even more unlucky and 'lucky' to encounter a blood-eating insect.  Although the Ice Sect disciples hated him to death, they still wanted to live.

    Jing Mo has heard about blood-eating insects.  This insect is about seven inches long, but as thin as a hair, and it is not common to feed on blood.  Whether it is humans, spiritual beasts, or other ordinary animals, as long as the skin is broken and blood flows, this insect will be attracted.

    However, if humans are on guard against injury, they will generally not be infected by this insect.  The unlucky Ice Sect disciple only suffered a broken leg. Not only was his meridians and Dantian destroyed by the strange energy, but he also encountered a rare blood-eating insect without any precautions.

    Save people?  Jing Mo didn't think about this problem at all.  Besides, treating the enemy this way is not cruel or cold-blooded at all.  However, this inexplicable enemy made Jing Mo curious and puzzled.

    After a brief howl, only painful moans remained.  But within a short time of drinking tea, even the moaning could not be heard at all.

    At this time, Jing Mo finally recovered some strength.  He slowly stood up and walked slowly towards the Ice Sect disciple.

    When Jing Mo approached in person, all the Ice Sect disciples had lost all color, and their skin had some wrinkles.  In this misty darkness, he hardly looked like a person.

    At this moment, there was a faint noise, several holes were opened in the faces of the Ice Sect disciples, and a visceral scene came into Jing Mo's eyes.  Seven or eight blood-eating insects emerged from the face of the Ice Sect disciple.

    No matter how determined you are, this scene is unbearable.  The blood-eating worms that broke out of the body at this time were swollen to the thickness of a little finger, and this was only part of it. There were many blood-eating worms that broke out of the Ice Sect disciples' bodies like this.

    The meridians were all destroyed, the Dantian was blown to pieces, the blood was sucked dry, and the corpse was full of holes. It was too horrible to look at. This Ice Sect disciple was really worthy of death.

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