He was ambushed one after another, and even got covered in blood. Ever since he got the Fire Controlling True Secret Art, this was the first time Xu Xian was in such a sorry state.
As if sensing Xu Xian's anger, the golden flames on the sword became more and more intense. It was as if it was stained with kerosene, dancing wantonly in the wind.
Xu Xian moved his feet. The flame spread from his arm and covered his body. In the end, a vivid fire dragon enveloped Xu Xian.
"Roar!"
The black-armored warrior with the saber let out a low growl, like the roar of a wild beast in the wilderness. His heavy body was fearless, and the cold machete dragged on the stone slab behind him, creating dazzling sparks.
The tank-like warrior's momentum was heavy, and wherever he went, gravel flew. Even the air was filled with the sound of rushing wind. There was only one thought in his cold eyes, and that was to kill! Kill! Kill!
"Good timing, you bastard!" Xu Xian was not afraid at all. His eyes were burning with fire as he stared at the monster in front of him.
Xu Xian shouted as he stood still. His fighting spirit had long buried his rationality. Facing this shocking saber, he did not retreat or give in. He stood still with his sword pressed against his chest.
In the blink of an eye, the cold wind of the blade arrived as expected. The black-armored warrior roared towards the sky. His feet stomped on the ground, making a heavy muffled sound. His huge body was like a cannonball as he soared into the sky.
Xu Xian's face was calm as he looked coldly at the enemy in front of him. The voices in his ears became softer and softer, and the world in his eyes became more and more strange. It seemed that there was only the monster jumping high in the sky and his heavy breathing left in the world.
The moment the long blade was about to fall, Xu Xian's eyes were filled with rage. His tensed body finally moved. The cold light of his sword broke through the Thousand States and killed all the Dao Ghost Heroes in the world!
At an unimaginable speed, Xu Xian fiercely thrust his long sword out. The scorching flames instantly melted the black armor. He was like a bloodthirsty dragon, biting the enemy mercilessly.
The monster in the air was hung on the long sword, and a raging fire burned in its abdomen. As if it had encountered some excited food, the fire dragon roared non-stop and grew several meters tall.
Xu Xian looked at everything in front of him in confusion. The black-armored warrior seemed to have no life. He did not let out any painful wails. He had witnessed his own death.
Xu Xian sniffed, and the smell of burnt paper rushed into his mouth, choking him to tears. He quickly pulled out his sword and took a few steps back.
The flames of the corpse on the ground did not extinguish. Its huge body strangely shrank, turning into a paper figurine and gradually turning into ashes.
The cold wind blew, stirring up a wisp of burnt dust. Xu Xian wondered why there was a smell of violet. Could it be from this paper figurine?
As if he didn't care about the death of his companion, the other bow-wielding warrior took out an arrow without hesitation. His ape-like long arm suddenly exerted strength and pulled the bow like a full moon. The arrow was on the string and had no choice but to shoot!
The long arrow wrapped in black gas passed by without a trace. In the dark, it was difficult to even distinguish its shadow. One could only rely on the sound of friction with the air to determine its route.
Xu Xian couldn't figure out where this paper man came from. Could it be that someone was casting a spell behind his back? He didn't think too much about it, but the biting cold killing intent in front of him had already arrived, and he had to deal with it carefully.
The long arrow was getting faster and faster with the strong wind, and there seemed to be a tiger's roar. Xu Xian quickly waved his sword to block it. The sound of gold ringing echoed in the courtyard, making Xu Xian's arm numb.
Before he could catch his breath, Xu Xian quickly activated the " Walk " Formula. His entire body suddenly became exceptionally light and agile. He was like a fallen leaf in the cold wind and arrow rain, moving with the wind.
The sound of bowstrings vibrating was endless. The black-armored warrior kept retreating, and at the same time, he drew his bow and shot the scholar in front of him tirelessly.
However, the sharp arrows were always a few millimeters away. Xu Xian's body was swaying, and he could be hit by the arrows at any time, but he managed to avoid the danger.
The distance of dozens of meters was covered in an instant. Xu Xian swayed left and right to deceive the warrior's arrows. He knew that he could not miss this opportunity. He held his sword with both hands and jumped up high like a cheetah.
The black-armored warrior subconsciously raised his bow to block. A crisp sound was heard, and Xu Xian still landed steadily on the ground. The flames around his body gradually dissipated and returned to normal.
The monster seemed to have turned into a statue. It stood there motionlessly, still maintaining the posture of raising the bow.
A gust of cold wind blew past, and the black-armored warrior was split into two. Xu Xian had actually cut him in half from the middle. There was no disgusting blood or internal organs as he had imagined. It was as if this ghost had no body.
Just as Xu Xian was half-squatting on the ground, panting, his broken body suddenly turned into a yellow paper figurine. Then, it burned and turned into ashes in the wind.
This scene was exactly the same as the previous samurai. They were all yellow paper figurines. Xu Xian quickly leaned over and picked up a trace of the remains with his hand. He put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed carefully.
"Violet? Where did this paper man come from?”
Xu Xian was puzzled. He couldn't help but look at the ancient well. Was there something strange about it? He quickly opened the scroll and released the little fox and the female ghost.
Chuchu seemed to be very dissatisfied with Xu Xian's actions just now, but she also felt that she had lost face. She drooped her ears and obediently hung on Xu Xian's neck without saying a word.
Xu Xian looked at the female ghost on the ground and asked,""Where did that paper figurine come from? Is it related to this well?"
The female ghost paused for a moment and said with difficulty,"I don't know either. In short, there's a demon down here that trapped me here and threatened me to continuously absorb the Yang qi in my body.”
Xu Xian's scalp went numb when he heard such a vicious thing. What kind of cruel person would do such a thing?
"Then you probably didn't commit suicide back then!”Xu Xian suddenly thought of something and probed.
The female ghost smiled bitterly." I can't remember clearly that day. I only know that I seemed to be controlled by something and jumped into the well to commit suicide."”
Just as the female ghost was reminiscing about the past, a secret sound came from behind her. A black arrow flashed past Xu Xian's eyes and shot forward fiercely.
Xu Xian didn't have time to think. He subconsciously reached out to grab the arrow. However, it was too short. Xu Xian felt the pain in his palm and could only watch in vain. The sharp arrow pierced through the female ghost's body.
"Damn it!"
Xu Xian was burning with anger, but he saw a black shadow scuttle into the ancient well. The black figure was no different from the paper human figure from before. He got up and was about to chase after it.
However, his trousers were pulled by a weak force. Xu Xian turned around angrily and roared,""Why are you stopping me? Do you know that you will die?!"
There were so many accidents tonight that Xu Xian was so anxious that his eyes cracked. He wanted to rush down immediately and find the bad guy behind him.
"Young Master, I can't hold on for much longer. I still have one more thing to ask of you.”
The female ghost's figure seemed to be floating, and it could disappear at any moment. Xu Xian quickly bent down and placed his palm on her back, sending pure Noble Qi to maintain her soul.
"I still have a daughter who's in my father's care. She's 16 years old this year. I want to see her before I leave!”
The female ghost kept begging Xu Xian, but Xu Xian's heart was dead. The female ghost's body had long become a furnace, like a pipe that transported oxygen and Yang qi. His Righteousness Qi could not stay in her soul for a long time.
Xu Xian's eyes darkened as he glared at the ancient well behind him. He would not let the matter rest until he brought this demon to justice!
"Let's go! I'll send you to the Liu residence!"
After saying that, he sucked her into the painting without hesitation and flew in the direction of the Liu residence. Time was tight, and Xu Xian did not care about being seen by others.
Before he left, Xu Xian did not forget to take a look at the ordinary ancient well. He felt that there was a pair of eyes hiding below, secretly watching everything here.
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