Facing the broken soul chasing nail, Su Qinghuan subconsciously pushed away the boy and directly blocked Yan Hanzhou.

"Immortal statue -"

"Master, no!!"

The voices of Ye Bingqing and Yan Hanzhou sounded almost at the same time. No matter how anxious Yan Hanzhou was, the soul chasing nail ran through the right shoulder of the immortal in white!

Almost just in a moment, the place stabbed by the soul chasing nail directly turned into terrible white bones, dripping flesh and blood cut off, making a frightening sound.

If Su Qinghuan hadn't managed to maintain Yuanying's cultivation at the moment, she sealed the meridians in time and didn't let the toxin spread to her whole body. I'm afraid she would have a large area of trauma not only on her right shoulder, but on her whole back!

……

What a pain!

Su Qinghuan frowned a word of Sichuan, but she couldn't even say regret at the moment. She subconsciously looked at Yan Hanzhou, and her eyes moved down in an instant, onto the ancient spirit sword that had been branded by Yan Hanzhou's blood.

There was a dark mark on the handle of the spirit sword, which was the emblem of Yan Hanzhou's complete contract!

As long as Yan Hanzhou doesn't die, this spirit sword will carry Yan Hanzhou's spiritual knowledge badge all his life. Others can't drive it at all!

……

My sacrifice was not in vain!

Su Qinghuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the excessive blood loss in a short time, his cheeks were a little whiter now, almost like disappearing into the ethereal air.

"Han Zhou, I know... You can do it. Great..."

Under Su Qinghuan's pain, a dull hum overflowed from his lips. Although the voice was very depressed and small, it immediately made the young man's eyes red.

Looking at the frightening white face of the woman in white, the young man's eyes were red and quickly attached to the ancient spirit sword, walked to Su Qinghuan and helped her sit down.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and he could hardly restrain his guilt at the moment. The suspicion of his villain's heart made it difficult for the young man to sit and stand, and even dared not face the eyes of the female nun in white.

"Master, don't worry about me. Please adjust your breath first. The next step is for the disciples to protect you!"

"Well, Han Zhou has grown up."

Catching the young man's distressed and ashamed eyes, Su Qinghuan found for the first time that Yan Hanzhou would have such a moment of human "shame", which is a good thing.

It's not in vain that she spent so much effort that she even hurt herself.

……

Seeing that Su Qinghuan did not blame himself, but looked at him with satisfaction, Yan Hanzhou's mood became more complicated.

He clenched his hands into fists, almost the moment he branded the ancient spirit sword, a dark smell surged around the young man, but the spirit was looming. In addition, the mist in the mountains and forests was diffuse at the moment, so it was not so easy to distinguish.

But Su Qinghuan, who has long been familiar with the memory of the original owner, knows that this is the magic breath hidden in the spirit sword!

Yes, this ancient spirit sword, which was admired by everyone, is not a first-class immortal, but a magic sword left by a demon clan elder thousands of years ago!

Moreover, this sword is nameless, but very bloodthirsty and ferocious. In particular, it likes to stimulate its potential when its owner is injured. When it is stronger, it may even take the opportunity to invade the host's mind and make the host become a waste of people and destroy both form and spirit!

That's why the Demon power didn't take away the nameless ancient sword when he soared to the upper world!

But who is Yan Hanzhou? Such a ferocious sword only inspires Yan Hanzhou's hostility, which makes the youth blood sacrifice to the world, and opens up a ladder to heaven. It's impossible to turn away from the guest at all.

……

"Witch, hurt my teacher, I want you to die!"

Yan Hanzhou attached himself to the red ancient spirit sword and almost cleaved towards Huawan without hesitation!

The frightening pressure made Hua wanwan stare at his pupils in shock. It was clear that Yan Hanzhou had no strength before. Unexpectedly, the long sword stimulated his potential in his body!

Hua wanwan didn't dare to fight, she shouted fiercely.

"Yan Hanzhou, don't you even want the antidote of soul chasing nail?"

Yan Hanzhou was about to stab Hua wanwan's sword, and immediately hesitated for a moment.

At that moment, Hua wanwan broke free from the bondage of Yan Hanzhou and quickly swept back.

The beautiful girl stood on the branch with a smile, and her lips burst out a vicious and enchanting smile.

"Ha, I forgot to tell you that there is no antidote for this soul chasing nail. Unexpectedly, the legendary glass fairy is just like this. This poison shouldn't have caused such heavy damage to Yuanying practitioner. Haven't you already had an old injury?"

Hua wanwan guessed her weakness. Su Qinghuan's eyes changed slightly. She stood up in an instant when she was sitting in front of her head to regulate her breath. Her face was cold and cold.

"The flower saint is so sure that her soul chasing nail has such effect? Why don't you take this whip?"

"Little woman dare not!"

Hua wanwan looked at the immortal in white not far away.

At least Su Qinghuan has won the shadow queen of the modern world. In addition, her spirit is calmer at the moment, and her white face has slightly recovered its blood color. Hua wanwan really can't see how many kilograms Su Qinghuan is at the moment.

"I won't accompany you! The spirit hiding array has been broken. If you don't run away, I'm afraid you'll be killed here by those friars who want to catch cicadas with Mantis!"

"It's not that simple to want to go!"

Yan Hanzhou looked fiercely at Hua wanwan, and suddenly used a ghost body method to rob Hua wanwan. The red long sword in his hand seemed to know that he was about to drink blood, and the whole sword body emitted a terrible blood light.

"Witch, die quickly!"

"You --"

Hua wanwan was in a hurry and immediately released the smoke bomb. She looked at Yan Hanzhou with hatred. Unexpectedly, the boy was so stubborn and refused to let go of himself!

Together with the smoke, the young girl's red dress disappeared into the air.

However, no one noticed that a trace of imperceptible magic Qi slipped into Hua wanwan's mind along Yan Hanzhou's palm.

If a righteous monk were here, I'm afraid he would have vomited a stream of blood.

And huawanwan itself is a demon clan, invaded by the evil spirit of others, and the attack is not so fast.

Before the girl noticed the change, she quickly ran away.

……

In a moment, the misty mist dispersed.

Yan Hanzhou suddenly turned back and almost hurried to Su Qinghuan. The young man's eyes were red with guilt and heartache.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Don't worry."

Su Qinghuan waved his hand.

Her divine sense was released, and suddenly she heard footsteps and discussions not far away. Her face suddenly changed.

"A friar has come. Let's find a place to hide first!"