After the cannon fodder monk crossed the demon

Chapter 38

Shen Shu had already poured his sword intent into his inner mansion, and he would never back down even when he was about to die tonight.

Qing Yan took two steps back, "Patriarch...Think twice! He belongs to Sect Master Duan!"

Qingyan reminded.

"Since he belongs to Duan Lige, why don't you see him here?" The head of the Fox Clan sneered, "If it wasn't for Jiang Shanqi, would Duan Lige give him an extra wink? This seat intends to treat him well, but he doesn't know what to do! Qingyan, back off!"

Shen Shu took a step back, held the sword, split the wooden table, turned and fled.

"Where to run!"

The patriarch of the fox clan ran after him, and at the same time he slapped Shen Shu on the back.

Shen Shu turned around and slashed forward with a sword, just as he was facing the palm of the fox patriarch, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.

Duan Lige's shadow flashed in his heart.

In the fantasy painting world, the moment Duan Lige and he broke the formation together, they were frozen in the purple light, and at this moment, Shen Shu's heart was burning.

If he had the ability like Duan Lige, he would never have encountered such a thing, even in such a situation, he could easily defeat the head of the Fox Clan and escape.

At such a time, Shen Shu realized how shallow his swordsmanship was, and how far it was compared with the real power of cultivation.

Shen Shu struck again with his sword.

"Qingyan, call everyone and stop him!"

The head of the Fox clan sternly said.

Qingyan looked at Shen Shu, sighed, and then said, "Yes, let's arrange it now!"

After finishing speaking, Qingyan turned around and left.

Shen Shu forced out his sword intent from the inner palace, facing the patriarch of the Fox clan.

The head of the Fox Clan scolded angrily, he was seriously injured by the wind of the sword, but Qingyan still didn't see anyone for a long time.

Shen Shu had reached the point where he could not retreat, and with the help of the fierce sword wind, he made another move towards the head of the fox clan.

The sword wind fluttered and circled between the pavilions.

The two red clothes are intertwined together, forming a gorgeous and cruel scene.During the fight, Shen Shu had already used up all his true qi, and the qi and blood surged in his heart, creating a strong smell of blood.

But this time, he wants to kill it.

Finally reaching the third gate, Shen Shu drew a sword formation with his long sword and the sword intent of the Neifu, and killed the head of the fox clan.

This is a self-destructive move, which is exactly the same as the sword move used when resisting Yu Liangxiao at the Yuanyang Pavilion that day, when the head of the Fox Clan felt the powerful sword intent, he was stunned for a moment, "You are so desperate? "

Shen Shu didn't respond to the head of the Fox Clan, taking advantage of the momentum, he made another move.

The long sleeves of the fox patriarch were torn apart by the sword wind, and Shen Shu turned around and escaped through the cascading doors.

The people led by Qingyan rushed to the pavilion at this time, led by Qingyan, looking at Shen Shu.

Shen Shu met Qingyan's gaze, and at this moment he had been severely injured, Qingyan sighed, and took a step aside.

Needless to say, what was the meaning of this movement, Shen Shu's eyes trembled, and he fled with his sword.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you go see the patriarch?"

Qingyan sternly said to the crowd.

"Yes! Obey!"

The girls in colorful clothes nodded one after another, followed Qing Yan's intentions and went into the pavilion.

Shen Shu escaped from the pavilion all the way and ran towards a clear lake.

There is a green hill ahead, which still looks like it is on the boundary of Shanzhou City.

The familiar river came into Shen Shu's eyes. How relaxed and happy he was when he first came to Shanzhou City, how desolate and desolate he was now.

After all, Shen Shu was walking on the mountain road, every step was so heavy.

He supported the tree, clutched his chest, and the blood from the corner of his mouth spread out. Shen Shu had no more strength and fell beside a tree.

Raise your head, the dense branches and leaves cover the night sky, the moonlight falls faintly, the moonlight is just right this night, it is not the time to go to Huangquan Road.

Shen Shu no longer had any strength, so he meditated on the spot.Because of the self-destructing sword move in the inner palace, at this moment, it was like thousands of swords scurrying in it, causing his blood to die out. It is very difficult to say whether he can survive this night.

Shen Shu recited the mental method silently, so as to continue the true energy of the inner palace.

Night fell on his pale face.He settled down with his sword intent, survived when he was in a desperate situation, and entered the mighty rushing river between the inner palaces.

If you went to Chishui Tower that day, you fell into Chishui River.

At that time, he never died.

Now, neither will he.

True energy is surging in the rolling waves, sinking into the night in the vast valley.

The next day, the dew was thick and the mountain birds were singing.

One night was also a catastrophe between the inner palace.

The morning light fell on Shen Shu's face slightly, and Shen Shu slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the jungle is connected here, but the source cannot be seen.

And at this moment, a petal covered with dew slowly fell on his face.

Shen Shu frowned slightly, raised his hand to take it, then raised his head along the way, and saw a very familiar figure leaning on the old tree.

A touch of purple fell into his eyes, and the man held a bunch of flowers in his hand, smiling half-smile.