The moon hung high in the sky. Everything was quiet, and only the faint sound of breathing could be heard on the island.
Jian Shiyi waved his sword and pierced towards Xiong Zifeng and Dugu Zhen who were lying on the ground. Xiong Zifeng raised his hand and struck towards Mu Tu and the others, but unexpectedly, his injuries were too severe and his Qi was lacking, causing Dugu Zhen to fall halfway.
After which, a layer of red mist rose from his body, as if his entire being was being steamed.
Clear Moon Clear Wind woke up from his dream. Only when he swung his sword and fists did he know the way of the martial arts. Xiong Zifeng who had just woken up suddenly attacked Jian Shiyi's chest. When they got close to Jian Shiyi's black iron sword, the fist wind was split into two, one was blocked by the sword, and the other part of the fist wind struck fiercely at Jian Shiyi's abdomen, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood, flying backwards and smashing into the ground.
After that, Xiong Zifeng immediately dashed to Dugu Zhen's front and probed her pulse. He only saw that this girl's breath was extremely weak and cold, as though a strange cold Qi was gathering in her body.
Without thinking much, Xiong Zifeng hurriedly put Dugu Zhen in a meditative pose. With both hands on her back, he circulated the boiling True Yang energy in his body and slowly channeled the True Yang flame into Dugu Zhen's body.
It was unknown whether it was because of her physique or Dugu Zhen's cultivation technique, but as soon as the True Sun flames came into contact with Dugu Zhen's veins, a huge suction force came from her body, crazily devouring the True Sun flames on his body.
Gradually, the surface of Dugu Zhen's skin still turned red and hot, and the temperature of her entire body rose in a vain. The cold energy that was being transmitted from her body also unconsciously stimulated the Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities in Xiong Zifeng's body to circulate around her.
Seeing that Xiong Zifeng and his face had slowly recovered its healthy color, and that Xiong Zifeng's Yellow Sand Mysterious Art of Nine Serenities was about to break through the speed limit of four dances, a "pu pi" sound was heard. It was unknown when Jian Shiyi arrived, but he fiercely stabbed the black iron sword into the left side of his back, and the tip of the sword was revealed from the left side of his chest.
The True Yang flame instantly stopped circulating, Jian Shiyi pulled out the black iron sword and kicked Xiong Zifeng to the ground, then he brandished the black iron sword and stabbed it into Xiong Zifeng's heart.
In that moment of crisis, Dugu Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he spat out a hot flame palm that sealed the blood vessels on Xiong Zifeng's chest, causing blood to flow out. The red light from his eyes, combined with the bright moonlight, was extremely terrifying.
Dugu Zhen clasped his hands together, and gradually, the bright light of the sun shone out from his fingertips, and with a wave of his hands, he sent the white light towards the bloodied Jian Shiyi who had a sinister complexion.
Jian Shiyi threw the black iron sword straight towards Dugu Zhen's lower abdomen. Unexpectedly, the moment the black iron sword met Dugu Zhen's white light, the black iron sword started to gradually shatter, and when it was in front of Dugu Zhen, all that was left was a bare sword hilt, which was then slapped down to the ground.
Seeing that Dugu Zhen was approaching aggressively, Jian Shiyi wanted to repeat the same trick again. He picked up a wooden stick from the ground and was ready to block Dugu Zhen's attack.
Who knew that this Dugu Zhen did not care about anything at all? With a flash of white light, the wooden stick in Jian Shiyi's hand was sliced into two.
Without his weapon, Jian Shiyi's fighting strength was greatly reduced, and this Dugu Zhen did not hold back at all, the moment he attacked, he immediately stopped, and in a moment's time, Jian Shiyi was pushed into a corner.
There was nothing Jian Shiyi could do but to give his energy to his right arm and use it as a sword, rushing towards Dugu Zhen with the intention to put him to death. Unexpectedly, Dugu Zhen's hands suddenly moved, the surrounding moonlight suddenly decreased, and the entire world seemed to darken.
With a "pu ci" sound, Jian Shiyi's entire right arm was torn off by Dugu Zhen, the black flame power in his palms instantly scorched it and stopped the bleeding, after that she also cut off Jian Shiyi's left arm.
By the time the miserable wails stopped, Jian Shiyi was no longer in his human form. The broken limbs and flesh around him, as well as his fearsome head that couldn't rest in peace, all of them sent him into a deep state of terror.
When Dugu Zhen reached Xiong Zifeng's side, she saw that his aura had stabilized and the blood-red color in his eyes had slowly faded. In the blink of an eye, he fell into a deep sleep on Xiong Zifeng's body.
At this moment, Mu Tu and Wang Yuyan slightly felt a chill in their hearts. They watched Jian Shiyi turning from a single person into a pile of dregs.
The charred ground was dyed red, compared to the exploding effect of the Mareth, Wang Yuyan suddenly felt that it was better for him to just die from the explosion, at least he would not suffer such torture.
"I will have nightmares," Wang Yuyan said, trembling as he watched Mu Tu pick up a Mystical Void Iron Key from the pile of meat and wiped it with a few steps.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Mu Tu wiped away his hands, then tightly embraced Wang Yuyan's shivering body, and said with great effort to suppress the fear in his heart.
"Let's go." Only after waiting for a while did Wang Yuyan's mood calm down.
"Mhm," Wang Yuyan nodded, the smell of blood on her nose made her feel nauseous, she did not want to stay here for even a second longer.
Thus, the two of them carried the sleeping wounded on each of their backs and moved them to the place where they had disembarked from the boat. Mu Tu gave a light whistle, and a light boat slowly made its way through the water.