The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 651: Don’t Be Black (55)

Facing the soul-chasing nail that came through the air, Su Qinghuan subconsciously pushed the boy away and stood in front of Yan Hanzhou.

"Immortal Venerable—"

"Master, no!!"

The voices of Ye Bingqing and Yan Hanzhou sounded almost at the same time, and no matter how anxious Yan Hanzhou was, the soul chasing nail still pierced through the right shoulder of the white-clothed immortal!

Almost in an instant, the place stabbed by the soul chasing nail directly turned into a terrifying white bone, and the dripping flesh and blood were cut off, making a chilling sound.

If it wasn't for Su Qinghuan's ability to maintain Nascent Soul's cultivation at this moment, seal the meridians in time, and prevent the poison from spreading to her whole body, I'm afraid that not only her right shoulder, but her entire back would have a large area of ​​trauma !
……

What a pain!
Su Qinghuan frowned with the word Chuan, but at this moment she couldn't even utter the word regret, she subconsciously looked at Yan Hanzhou, her eyes moved down instantly, and fell on the ancient spirit sword that had been branded with Yan Hanzhou's blood.

I saw a dark black mark appearing on the hilt of the spirit sword. This is the emblem that was completely contracted by Yan Hanzhou!

As long as Yan Hanzhou does not die, then this spirit sword will bear Yan Hanzhou's spiritual emblem for life, and no one else can drive it at all!

……

My sacrifice was finally not in vain!

Su Qinghuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the excessive blood loss in a short period of time, the jade-white face became a little paler at this moment, almost as if it was about to disappear into the ethereal air.

"Han Zhou, as a teacher, I know... you can definitely do it. That's great..."

Under Su Qinghuan's pain, a muffled hum escaped from his lips. Although the voice was extremely depressing and small, it immediately made the boy's eyes turn red.

Looking at the frighteningly pale face of the nun in white, the young man's eyes were red, and he quickly walked to Su Qinghuan's side with the ancient spirit sword, and helped her to sit down.

He pursed his thin lips slightly, almost unable to restrain the guilt in his heart at the moment. The suspicion of his villainous heart before made the young man restless, and he didn't even dare to look directly into the eyes of the female cultivator in white.

"Master, don't worry about me anymore, please adjust your breath first, and then, disciples will protect you!"

"Alright, Han Zhou has grown up."

Capturing the distressed and ashamed eyes of the young man, Su Qinghuan discovered for the first time that it turns out that Yan Hanzhou will also have such moments of human "shame", which is a good thing.

It's not in vain that she expended so much effort, and even made herself hurt even more.

……

Seeing that Su Qinghuan didn't blame himself, but looked at him with relief, Yan Hanzhou's mood became more complicated.

He clenched his hands into fists, imprinting the ancient spirit sword almost instantly, a black aura surged from the boy's body, but the aura was faintly visible, coupled with the fog in the mountains and forests at the moment, it was not so easy to distinguish.

But Su Qinghuan, who had been familiar with the original owner's memory for a long time, knew that this was the devil's breath hidden in the spirit sword!

That's right, this ancient spirit sword envied by everyone is not a first-class immortal cultivator at all, but a magic sword left by a demon elder before his ascension thousands of years ago!

Moreover, this sword has no name, but it loves bloodthirsty very much. It is extremely vicious. It especially likes to activate its potential when its master is injured.
This is the reason why the powerful demon clan didn't take away the nameless ancient sword when he ascended to the upper realm!
But who is Yan Hanzhou, such a fierce sword only arouses Yan Hanzhou's hostility, let the young man sacrifice the world to open up a passage to ascend to heaven, not to mention, he is still suppressed by the young man to death, it is impossible to turn against the guest.

……

"Demon girl, hurt my master, I want you to die!"

Yan Hanzhou clings to that scarlet ancient spirit sword, almost without hesitation he slashes at Hua Wanwan!

The terrifying coercion made Hua Wanwan's pupils widen in shock. Yan Hanzhou looked exhausted before, but unexpectedly, this long sword made him unleash the potential in his body!
How dare Hua Wanwan love to fight, she shouted sternly.

"Yan Hanzhou, don't you even want the antidote for the Soul Chaser Nail?"

Yan Hanzhou hesitated for a moment when the sword was about to pierce Hua Wanwan's heart.

At this moment, Hua Wanwan broke free from Yan Hanzhou's coercive shackles, and quickly swept to the rear.

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

"Ha, I forgot to tell you that there is no antidote for this soul-chasing nail. Unexpectedly, the legendary Liuli fairy is just like this. This poison should not have caused such serious damage to the Nascent Soul cultivator. Don't you have old wounds already? Are you here?"

Being guessed by Hua Wanwan about her weakness, the color of Su Qinghuan's eyes changed slightly, she stood up in an instant when she was sitting upright and adjusting her breathing, her face was cold and cold.

"The flower saint is so sure that her soul chasing nail has such an effect? ​​Why don't you take a whip from me, how about it?"

"Little girls don't dare!"

Hua Wanwan looked suspiciously at the white-clothed immortal not far away.

At any rate, Su Qinghuan had also won the queen of the modern world, and now that her spiritual breath had calmed down a little, her jade-white face had also regained a little color, Hua Wanwan really couldn't tell how much Su Qinghuan was at the moment.

"I won't accompany you any more! This hidden spirit formation has been broken. If you don't run away, you will probably be killed here by those monks who want to catch mantises and cicadas!"

"If you want to leave, it's not that simple!"

Yan Hanzhou stared at Hua Wanwan violently, and suddenly used a ghostly posture to swipe towards Hua Wanwan. The red long sword in his hand seemed to know that he was about to drink blood, and the entire sword body exuded a terrifying aura. The bloody light came.

"Demon girl, die quickly!"

"you--"

In desperation, Hua Wanwan released the smoke bomb in an instant. She glanced at Yan Hanzhou in hatred. She never thought that this young man would be so stubborn. Seeing the enemy in front of him, he would not let her go!

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

However, no one noticed that an imperceptible wisp of devilish energy followed Yan Hanzhou's palm and penetrated into Hua Wanwan's heart orifice.

If an orthodox monk was here, he would have already vomited a stream of blood.

As for Hua Wanwan, who is a demon herself, she was invaded by other people's demon energy, and the attack was not so fast.

Before the girl noticed this change, she quickly fled.

……

After a while, the mist of the smoky bomb dissipated.

Yan Hanzhou turned his head suddenly, and almost rushed to Su Qinghuan in a hurry. The young man's eyes were red, and his expression was filled with guilt and heartache.

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay."

Su Qinghuan waved her hand.

She let out her consciousness, and suddenly heard footsteps and discussions not far away, and her complexion suddenly changed.

"A monk is here, let's quickly find a place to hide!"

(End of this chapter)