Chapter 45

The rubble fell, shaking the whole mountain slightly.

When the two swords offset each other, no one is inferior to anyone. At this time, the competition is not only spiritual power, but also strength.

The cold wind blew on his face and made his face dry and painful. Gu Yun seemed to have no feeling. The fine ice residue climbed onto the sword chasing the wind, and the ice sword held by Gu Yun also had cracks.

The eyes of chasing the wind stared at the lonely cloud, and her shadow was clearly reflected in the dark pupil.

At this time, Gu Yun suddenly let go. He broke the ice sword in his hand. The saber he tried to resist with all his strength fell into the air. He was carried forward by the sword uncontrollably and lost his focus in a moment.

At this time, Gu Yun's other hand has quickly condensed an ice sword. Before chasing the wind, he has submerged the sword into his neck, and a series of actions are completed in the blink of an eye.

When Mu Yixuan concentrated on looking again, he saw that the head of the wind chaser fell off his neck and rolled under the stone steps, leaving a dark red blood stain.

Without the body dominated by the head, he suddenly lost his support, fell straight down, and the back brain bag rolled down the mountain.

Mu Yixuan could not bear to turn his head and his eyes were red. He knew that the control center of the puppet was in his head.

Chasing the wind is dead, and the body without soul is controlled by another force in the head. As long as the head is still there, he will still cling to it if you cut off your limbs.

So he doesn't blame Gu Yun for his cruelty. They are the two of them who don't do so.

But because of this, he will be more sad and angry. Chasing the wind has died once, but after becoming a puppet, he has to die again with his head separated. He can't even leave a complete body. How cruel it is.

His hand holding the sword increased his strength. He let the carving on the handle hurt and didn't let go. Only in this way could he vent his anger.

He felt so weak for the first time. He had vowed to protect Gu Yun before, but when he was really in danger, he was the one protected from beginning to end.

If his strength is strong enough, can he do whatever he wants

Until this moment, Mu Yixuan's strong heart was really awakened.

After solving the problem of chasing the wind, the sense of detachment swept up. Gu Yun supported it with a sword to avoid falling to the ground, but he still couldn't resist the fishy sweetness in his throat and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red stimulated Mu Yixuan to panic again. He hurried to help Gu Yun, hid the hatred and anger in his eyes, and worried: "Gu Yun, are you hurt?"

Gu Yun shook his head. After getting used to the dizziness of his head for a moment, he brushed away Mu Yixuan's hand and stood up, but the sense of detachment still made her almost unable to hold the sword.

"I'm fine!" She wiped the residual blood from the corners of her lips, and then turned her spiritual power into a long stick to support her forward.

"I'll carry you!" Mu Yixuan hesitated for a moment and finally said this.

Gu Yun looked at him deeply and saw Mu Yixuan's heart beat fast. When he was at a loss, Gu Yun said, "keep your strength to deal with the next trouble!"

Soon, Mu Yixuan understood the meaning of Gu Yun's words. Chasing the wind is not the only puppet. After him, there are big and small monsters.

As soon as the wind chased down, all the monsters on the stone steps disappeared. Looking around, it was a large-scale animal tide!