Just like that, after five or six moves, his posture almost completely collapsed. Several sword energies brushed past his scalp and he was obviously exhausted. Luo Qingni, who was standing beside him, was also dragged down by him and had to attack madly without defending, forcing the skeleton to temporarily stop chasing him.

However, after another move, Fang Xiwen, who should have been defeated, suddenly stabilized his body, and his hands burst out with the strongest force so far. He pushed the ground with his right foot, and the long sword chopped down on his head like a mad dragon!

He had deliberately held back on every move before, just to save up his strength until this moment!

At this moment, Luo Qingni also changed her previous fighting tactics. The tip of the sword raised a touch of pure white and stabbed straight at the skeleton like delivering a letter – this was the “Sword Intent of Life”. Combined with a special mental method, it could temporarily trap the opponent’s soul.

Of course, the premise is that the other party is not too prepared.

Faced with these two killing moves, one from outside and one from inside, the skeleton’s movements paused unnaturally, and then the sword in his hand suddenly disappeared. At the same moment, Fang Xiwen felt a pain in his wrist and the whole person flew upwards.

The opponent easily reversed his strength with just a little force!

“That pause was the moment when he caught me just before I fell…” Fang Xiwen was shocked.

Without an absolute realm and a perfect control over the power, it would be impossible to break his killer move in this way. But it was useless to understand this now.

The powerful force reversed, and he seemed to be pulled upwards by the sword in his hand. The forces in his body conflicted with each other, and he seemed to be completely defenseless.

Just at this moment, a fierce murderous intent descended, two red lights shot out from the skull’s eye sockets, and it suddenly leaped up.

Just as Fang Xiwen was about to be pierced through the chest by a sword, Luo Qingni’s figure on the ground suddenly shattered, a cold bright moon rose in the sky, followed by a huge sound of metal clashing.

Two figures hugging each other were blown back, leaving a deep dent in the wall of the tomb.

The force was so great that even the platform several feet above the ground began to shake.

“Cough, cough, cough…!” At the critical moment, Luo Qingni flashed over to block the attack, and coughed a few times in his arms, “I’m fine, don’t worry… Huh?”

Strands of hair were wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks. She just gave a seemingly forced smile, but then her expression froze. She touched various parts of her body and her expression became dull.

She was not hurt.

No, how could this happen?

Shouldn’t I have spat out a mouthful of blood on Xiwen’s chest, and then he looked at me with a look of heartache!

When they met, Luo Qingni realized that she was wrong. In this situation, the only thing that would appear in his eyes was murderous intent.

“It’s foolish to have expectations for that robe—” “Wait, I’m fine!”

Hearing this cold voice, Luo Qingni had no doubt that he could tear the person’s bones apart one by one, and hurriedly grabbed his clothes and said.

Fang Xiwen was stunned when he heard that. He squinted his eyes and looked at her for a while. He felt relieved but also confused.

It seems that the skeleton has withdrawn his strength again… What on earth does he want to do?

Is it because they are from the same school and they simply don’t want to hurt the younger generation?

“But no matter what, don’t do this again, do you hear me?” He looked at Luo Qingni with a stern face, “If the other party hadn’t held back, you would be…”

Not wanting to listen to his lecture, the latter covered his mouth with his hand and pointed into the distance.

The skeleton kicked up from a distance, and a stream of light flew over. Fang Xiwen reached out to catch it. It was the sword that Luo Qingni had just knocked down. There was an obvious white mark half an inch below the tip of the sword. This was the spot where he had caught the move just now.

Then, the skeleton raised his hands and pointed at the platform, and then his hands dropped naturally without moving at all.

The sudden attack just now seemed like an illusion.

Looking along its joints, one could see layers of dark air waves rolling on the platform, transforming into countless ghost shadows that had tightly covered Jiang Xingchu.

Then, there were sounds of something being torn apart, one after another.

“Xing Chu can’t hold on any longer.” Thinking of this, Fang Xiwen quickly flew up to the platform and suddenly threw out the Mingde Sword halfway.

A golden light flashed in the air, and the sword pierced into the skull’s eye socket, nailing it to the wall. The latter remained indifferent.

“You’re still sincere.” This was his test in reverse.

Rushing upwards into the black air, the situation on the platform was very different:

The originally closed coffin opened a small hole, and the female corpse inside half sat up. Streams of black air emerged from the bright red wedding dress and pounced on Jiang Xingchu.

The latter’s movements were distorted, and the originally elegant Falling Star Suspended Silk became like pulling someone’s hair. He clenched his teeth and it seemed that he had already cursed in his heart.

“Get out of here, I’m not afraid of these things!” Jiang Xingchu stared motionlessly at the various dark ghost shadows that appeared in his eyeliner.

Seeing that she was about to tremble, a pair of hands came to support her shoulders.

“I am coming.”

“…You almost scared me to death, you know that,” Jiang Xingchu finally managed to shudder and threw the blame on him, “Is the next step solved?”

“No, that thing is not trustworthy, but there is no better solution at the moment.” Fang Xiwen said.

“Then we’re going to be in trouble. I can’t trap this thing.”

As soon as the words fell, the female corpse sat up completely, and the few remaining threads on her body broke. The air froze for a moment.

click!

The female corpse, who originally had her back to the two men, suddenly turned her head 180 degrees and faced them directly. When they met, Jiang Xingchu trembled slightly again.

“Alas–“

The originally perfect face of the female corpse was now completely distorted. Black air was coming out of her eyes, nostrils, and mouth. Her hands were tightly grasping the edge of the coffin, leaving black marks like burns.

The coffin lid fell to the ground with a bang, and she – to be precise, she only smiled at Jiang Xingchu – with her mouth wide open.

“Witch…hate, hate, hate, hate…!!”

The smile instantly turned into resentful, and a sharp whistle was heard, and black gas rushed towards the two of them like an arrow!

Fortunately, Fang Xiwen was prepared. He used his hand instead of a sword to cut it off. Then, instead of retreating, he advanced, grabbed the coffin lid that had fallen to the ground and smashed it down.

This time, as expected, he was able to hit the female corpse’s head solidly, and with more force he could cover it tightly. However, when he landed, his movements suddenly stopped, and then he froze completely.

“Hey, what are you… Ugh!!”

Just after taking two steps closer, Jiang Xingchu smelled a rich and familiar fragrance, and his head immediately went numb.

The moment she inhaled it, she realized that it was peach blossom miasma, and quickly closed her nostrils, but she still felt that all the strength in her body was leaving her. Jiang Xingchu slid to the ground weakly, her whole body was hot, and she suddenly realized something.

It was estimated that the female corpse had been suffering from severe peach blossom miasma for a long time, but because of the restrictions in the coffin, it was trapped nearby and was not completely released until the coffin lid was opened.

The concentration and effect of this was much stronger than those outside. The aphrodisiac effect was so strong that she had difficulty moving her fingers, let alone Fang Xiwen who rushed forward. He was already amazing for being able to stand.

Since both of them were restrained, the female corpse naturally crawled out without any hindrance, slowly approaching Jiang Xingchu step by step, and the distorted expression on her face became more and more terrifying.

Hate, hate it so much.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Jiang Xingchu took out a talisman from the mustard seed ring, rolled it up with difficulty, aimed at Fang Xiwen’s feet and was about to shoot it with his finger.

It exudes a bit of the power of heaven and earth, and should be able to move people to another place.

“You must come back to save me, or I will become a ghost like her…” “Don’t use it.”

Swish!

Just as the female corpse was about to touch Jiang Xingchu, suddenly purple lightning flashed, and a thunder knife blocked the two of them.

The power of heaven and earth gathered into a slender human figure with crimson clothes, which was the “Immortal Dharma Form”.

He hid all the way from the tunnel to the tomb chamber, and even didn’t play out his trump card when he was ambushed by the skeletons. Finally, it came in handy at this moment.

Different from Fang Xiwen’s weak voice transmission, Fashang’s action was unambiguous. He flipped the long sword in his hand and slashed it horizontally, chopping the female corpse off the platform.

After a series of roars, the female corpse was embedded in the stone wall, and strands of electric arcs burst out of her body, and the black air suddenly disappeared.

As it moved away and the peach blossom miasma faded, Fang Xiwen finally regained some mobility and put down the coffin lid.

“Pick me up–” Jiang Xingchu was overjoyed. Just as he stretched out his hands towards him, he heard a roar from below.

A majestic sword intent rose up into the sky, as cold and sharp as the bright moon, mixed with the resentful murderous intent that almost became the main theme. The skeleton seemed to have lost his mind.

Without the suppression of the coffin, he was affected by the negative energy of the female corpse?

As expected, Fang Xiwen felt that “the hanging heart has finally died”, and hurriedly pulled Jiang Xingchu to jump down: “We have to retreat!”

A skeleton that restrains its strength can handle him and Luo Qingni, not to mention the mixed doubles team of the violent skeleton and the female corpse.

It’s better to escape first!

“You activate this talisman!” Jiang Xingchu stuffed the thing into his palm, then pulled it towards Luo Qingni through the air: “Come here!”

He let the silk thread around his waist pull him up, spinning and swiping out sword energy all the way until he came to the two of them. Before he could say anything, Fang Xiwen pulled him into his arms, face to face with Jiang Xingchu.

“Hold on to me!”

With the infusion of true essence, the talisman burned out in an instant, and a powerful force of heaven and earth enveloped the three of them.

Before their figures disappeared, the skeleton still slashed out a bloody sword energy, leaving someone with a last groan in the tomb.