Chapter 69: Fallen on the Spot

Fallen on the Spot

"Interesting. It seems that after the Dao foundation is shattered, it is as difficult to capture as a mortal in the aura field, and even the aura changes drastically, no longer the same as before the Dao foundation was shattered."

If it were an ordinary cultivator, it would be difficult to fly so flexibly in this strong wind, but Ruan Ci was an exception. The South Chong Continent has nothing but wind. Any South Chong cultivator is good at controlling the wind. She had entered Qu Pingting's dream and had twelve Dao foundations and a wide jade pool, and her magic power was deeper and her comprehension was better than Qu Pingting's. It didn't take long for her to become proficient. At this time, she was walking on flat ground in the wind, and even using the power of the wind, she was faster than Zhou Zhimo climbing on the stone wall. Before long, she caught up to the front of Zhou Zhimo, gave a light whistle, and stabbed with her sword.

Zhou Zhimo's figure was ghostly, swinging upward. Ruan Ci kicked on the stone wall, jumped into the air, and stabbed another sword. This sword had already locked onto Zhou Zhimo's aura. Even if it missed, it didn't matter. Just like the first sword, the first sword didn't hit, but it stabbed to the edge of Zhou Zhimo's aura, so the second sword could lock onto Zhou Zhimo's aura. The third sword, the fourth sword, as long as her magic power was sufficient and she kept stabbing, Zhou Zhimo's aura would be slowed down, as if covered in frost, and eventually, he would even be frozen alive. This is also a set of sword techniques that matches the Frost Sword. After Wang True Person gave it to Ruan Ci, Ruan Ci disliked it for not being satisfying enough and only practiced it twice before throwing it aside. Only now did she know that even the most circuitous sword techniques are useful in fighting. No matter how flexible Zhou Zhimo is, it is only a matter of time before she kills him.

Zhou Zhimo seemed to know that there was no chance of winning if this continued. He didn't dodge the second sword, but instead took the initiative to meet it with his shoulder, thinking to repeat the old trick, lock Ruan Ci's sword edge, and fight her with fists and feet. Ruan Ci couldn't dodge at this time, otherwise, she would lose Zhou Zhimo's aura again. She hummed, poured spiritual power into the sword body, and stabbed into Zhou Zhimo's shoulder with all her might, shouting, "The second time won't work."

The muscles on Zhou Zhimo's shoulder seemed to have suction, jamming the Frost Sword and twisting it. The force was far greater than the last time. A trace of a smile appeared on his pale face, and he said, "The second time doesn't just have this much strength."

After all, the Green Frost Sword is a magic tool bestowed by Wang True Person. Zhou Zhimo's strength was so great that he couldn't bend it at once. Ruan Ci urged the sword Qi, but it only stabbed a few inches into Zhou Zhimo's flesh before being absorbed and dissolved, unable to continue to harm his internal organs. She couldn't help but show a look of shock and shouted, "Your injury healed so fast—no! You used a secret method to sacrifice your Dao foundation to supplement your own physical cultivation, didn't you?"

Zhou Zhimo's face was still white, but he no longer had the sick look from just now. He smiled slightly and said, "You are very smart, but unfortunately, you are going to die."

Both of his hands left the cliff face, and he was actually attached to the cliff wall only by his lower body. He swung his fists at Ruan Ci. If Ruan Ci didn't let go, she would be hit by a punch no matter what. She had always been proud of her strong physical body. Before entering the sect, during the Qi Refining stage, no one could hurt her physical body at all. But at this time, she had a vague sense of crisis, as if she would be injured if she were hit by Zhou Zhimo.

If she could trade injury for injury, it wouldn't be a big deal. She had sword Qi to quench her body, and no matter how powerful Zhou Zhimo was, he was a Foundation Establishment physical cultivator and couldn't kill her with one punch. But Ruan Ci taking this punch couldn't bring deeper injury to Zhou Zhimo, which was not worth it. She gave a light cry, and the moment before the fist wind reached her body, she kicked her feet upward, her hands still not leaving the sword hilt, and she actually stood upside down, bending the sword hilt to the left. Zhou Zhimo couldn't stop his momentum and knocked on the sword hilt, which was equivalent to using all his strength to knock the Frost Sword into his own body.

The force of this punch was so great that even Ruan Ci's hands holding the sword were numb. The sword body sank a large part inside and had already passed through the flesh and stabbed into the cliff wall. Zhou Zhimo gave a painful cry, and only a harsh friction sound was heard, as if the sword edge had scraped over blunt iron. It was Zhou Zhimo letting go of his feet and falling downward, his whole body weight hanging on the Frost Sword.

He no longer used force to resist, so the flesh on his shoulder naturally couldn't bear it and was cut through by the Frost Sword. A burst of blood mist shot out. Zhou Zhimo fell downward, but he climbed onto the cliff wall again and fled to the distance.

Ruan Ci used force to pull out the Frost Sword, which had already delayed a few moments. Zhou Zhimo had already escaped around the corner of the cliff, and the smell of blood around him attracted the attention of the giant birds circling on the Fengfu River. Even here, there was no lack of bird demon gazes on Ruan Ci. She was fearless and followed the aura, having secretly made up her mind to kill Zhou Zhimo on the spot. Otherwise, once this child got a chance to breathe, he would be a disaster.

Zhou Zhimo's aura was locked by her, so even without the smell of blood to lead the way, Ruan Ci could still catch up to him. She shook off the blood beads on the sword tip, threw herself into the wind, and soon turned around the foot of the cliff, only to see a giant crow circling up from the riverside and pouncing on Zhou Zhimo in front. Zhou Zhimo patted the cliff face, jumped up, and instead jumped onto the giant crow's head.

The giant crow screamed and flew into the air, wanting to use the wind to shake Zhou Zhimo off, but Zhou Zhimo pinched its feathers tightly and clung to it firmly. The giant crow shuttled up and down like crazy, but it couldn't shake him off no matter what.

Ruan Ci tiptoed in the wind, and although she was as flexible as she wanted, the giant crow was a demon bird. How could Ruan Ci compare with it in terms of wind control? She tried her best to chase for hundreds of feet, and the distance gradually widened. Zhou Zhimo looked back, a trace of cold mockery on his lips, and said with his mouth shape, "Second time."

He meant that he had escaped from Ruan Ci's hands for the second time. Ruan Ci stood still in the air, sighed at him, patted the jade pendant on her chest, and shouted, "Go!"

She originally wanted to kill Zhou Zhimo without using sword Qi, but she didn't expect that she still couldn't fulfill her wish in the end. Her spiritual sense probed into the jade pendant, and she felt that the three dragon patterns were lazy and didn't want to fly out. She pulled a trace of new sword Qi from the jade pendant. The sword Qi grew as it saw the wind, turned into a swimming dragon, and caught up with the giant crow in the blink of an eye. With just a flash, the giant crow wailed to the sky and fell straight down, its vitality already cut off.

Zhou Zhimo waited to escape again, but how would the swimming dragon give him a chance? It bit him in its mouth and flew back, its sharp teeth already piercing Zhou Zhimo's upper body, leaving him with a serious injury.

Along the way, blood beads were scattered everywhere, and the smell of blood was thick and fishy and sweet. Many small insects emerged on the river beach to lick the dripping blood beads, but the river surface and the cliff top were quiet. The demon birds that had attacked the carriage just now didn't know when they had flown back to the mountains and forests. Zhou Zhimo smiled miserably, "So you are the sword-wielding wings."

Ruan Ci also said, "So you were really hiding in the stone bamboo shoot cluster."

Zhou Zhimo stared at her, coughed a few times, and said with difficulty, "Not bad. If you didn't have the East Florescence sword Qi, you would have died in the Phoenix Intestine long ago. I, I lost to the sword Qi, not to you."

His words were indeed reasonable. If there was no sword Qi to destroy the stone bamboo shoot forest, in that stone forest full of restrictions, there were many advantages for a physical cultivator who could turn his body into smoke. He could have separated everyone and hunted them down. Even with the sword Qi, Zhou Zhimo alone could have killed more than half of these ten people, until Ruan Ci and the four of them joined forces, only then did he lose. His cultivation base could also be seen.

Ruan Ci nodded and said, "Not bad, you are very powerful. Is this your last words?"

Zhou Zhimo's face gradually became blank, as if his thinking was not so flexible. Blood bubbles kept surging between his lips and teeth, and he said slowly, "There is Phoenix Blood Miasma on the river beach. Every time it attacks the cliff face, it will be triggered. I have a way to avoid the miasma, and, and I will trade my life with you—"

He was full of pride and still refused to beg for his life, but proposed a deal again. If Ruan Ci traded the miasma avoidance method with Zhou Zhimo, she would have to let him go, but she couldn't break her promise. She thought for a while and shook her head, "No trade."

Zhou Zhimo looked at her and asked, "You can control the wind, they can't..."

He spoke with great difficulty, but the meaning was still clear—can you really abandon the lives of your companions?

Ruan Ci looked at him and said, "Cultivators each have their own lives. I have saved them too many times—actually, you should also be happy. I value your life more than theirs."

Zhou Zhimo pondered for a while, a miserable smile appeared on his lips, and there was even a vague sense of pride. He smiled and said, "Not bad, I... I died... earned..."

In the murmuring words, the swimming dragon chewed him up, spat out a set of clothes and a few Qiankun bags, turned back and threw itself into the jade pendant, but it did not turn into a dragon pattern, only into a small auspicious cloud, and the remaining amount was less than the previous three swimming dragons. Ruan Ci thought, "This is the first time sword Qi has dealt with a physical cultivator. It's not like a true cultivator, where it's over after eating the Dao foundation. It has to swallow the bones and flesh to be considered a real kill. It seems that physical cultivators are much harder to kill than true cultivators. This time, the sword Qi consumption was significantly more when killing a Foundation Establishment cultivator. It seems that if I fight a Jin Dan cultivator, I'm afraid it will be a one-way trip and I can't afford a few consumptions."

Although she was tough on Zhou Zhimo's position, she was also worried about her companions. While thinking, she controlled the wind and rushed back. Turning over the mountain wall, she saw that the ground was indeed rising with a faint blood color, not as conspicuous as the green jade miasma, but everyone was sucked near the ground, struggling against the blood-colored miasma. If it weren't for Meng Ling's moon pearl light having the ability to resist the miasma, they would have been sucked into the ground by the miasma long ago.

At this time, there were many demon birds pouncing downward in the air. Everyone had to fight the miasma and fight the demon birds at the same time, and their figures couldn't move. It was already dangerous. Junior Brother Yue fell to the side, and his corpse had melted halfway. It seemed that he was injured by the bird demon, fell into the miasma, and was gradually melted and swallowed.

Chi Pengpeng's bell drum had turned into a golden bracelet array the size of a basket, casting golden light over her head, but this golden bracelet could only protect one person. The bright pearl in Meng Ling's hand shone brightly, making the light halo several times farther than usual, but her face was pale, and she was struggling to support it, fighting for more space for Li Pingyan to deal with the bird demons. Li Pingyan fell on the river beach, far away from her, facing the bird demon's attack directly. If she wanted to protect Li Pingyan from being swallowed by the miasma, she had to urge the bright pearl to such an extent.

Ruan Ci had already used sword Qi to kill Zhou Zhimo, so she no longer avoided using East Florescence sword Qi. The Frost Sword was slightly damaged just now. Seeing the critical situation, she patted the jade pendant and released another trace of sword Qi, chasing after the bird demons. Everyone was greatly encouraged. Chi Pengpeng also flew out the golden bracelet to fight the demon birds at Li Pingyan's place, shouting, "The miasma is more powerful than the demon birds! Junior Sister Ci, don't get too close!"

Indeed, this faint blood color was only a thin layer, and it didn't look as eye-catching as the demon birds, but Ruan Ci was sucked just now. If it weren't for Meng Ling's help and the miasma had just started, she would have almost been unable to get away. She used her eyes to look at the cliff wall, only to see blood color slowly flowing down from where Zhou Zhimo shattered the stone. Just now, when she nailed through Zhou Zhimo, blood color also probed out. She was secretly shocked in her heart and thought, "Zhou Zhimo deliberately took that sword from me just now, maybe he had already thought about it, killing two birds with one stone. I chased and killed him on the stone wall, and every sword would stimulate the stone wall and release the blood miasma. He still cherished his life and refused to take risks again. Otherwise, if he dodged a few more of my swords, my sword Qi would shake the stone wall, and the blood miasma would be even thicker. By the time I finished killing Zhou Zhimo and came back, my companions might have been swallowed by the blood miasma silently."

At this time, the blood miasma had been stimulated several times and was much thicker than before. Ruan Ci shouted, "Apply the Phoenix Sand you collected just now on your body. Zhou Zhimo has the smell of Phoenix Sand on him!"

Actually, she didn't know if this would work. After all, Zhou Zhimo didn't go down to the ground, but the situation was urgent, and everyone hurriedly followed suit. Just as Li Pingyan reached out to his waist to take out the Qiankun bag, there was a splash in the river, and a giant tail suddenly stretched out of the water and whipped towards Li Pingyan.

Chi Pengpeng screamed and threw out the golden bracelet, but it was too late. Li Pingyan was also calm in the face of danger, sat down, avoided the snake tail, and retreated urgently. Meng Ling shouted, "Li Lang, watch out for the miasma!"

The bright pearl in her hand shone brightly, wrapping Li Pingyan, but she felt a pain in her back and was involuntarily taken into the air by a great force. It was a demon bird that saw everyone paying attention to the giant snake and grabbed her and flew away. Ruan Ci flew out the Frost Sword and cut back the snake tail—it failed to cut it off, the touch was wet and slippery, and she could feel the great power contained in the snake tail, which was unpredictable and far better than Zhou Zhimo. Her face changed, she patted her chest, and shouted, "Be careful, Jin Dan demon thing!"

East Florescence sword Qi flew out one after another, turning into swimming dragons and flying back and forth on the Fengfu River. A swimming dragon flew into the air and killed the demon bird that grabbed Meng Ling. Meng Zhixuan moved the fastest and had already wiped a layer of Phoenix Sand on his body, and his movements were much more comfortable, jumping into the air to catch Meng Ling. Ruan Ci only took a look and didn't pay attention anymore. Standing in the air, she could vaguely see a giant snake diving into the river bottom and swimming to the distance. She also felt a chill in her heart and didn't dare to stay on the river surface for too long. Seeing that all the demon birds had retreated, she recalled the sword Qi and swept to the river beach.

"Have you all wiped the Phoenix Sand?"

The Phoenix Sand had a peculiar smell, not fishy or smelly. Ruan Ci wiped some on the soles of her feet and landed on the river beach. Sure enough, the blood miasma not only no longer stuck to her feet, but there was a faint sense of rejection. Ruan Ci thought, "Is this Phoenix also so clean? It has been dead for so long, and its nature has not changed?"

However, she just thought about it. Phoenix Sand is the dirty waste that the Phoenix does not want to absorb, and the blood miasma is the flesh and blood oozing out. It is reasonable for it not to want to contact Phoenix Sand. Ruan Ci just didn't know how Zhou Zhimo discovered the truth. Whether the other disciples of Yanshan knew, this child was indeed a tricky opponent. If there was no sword Qi, he would have successfully escaped at this time.

Just as she was thinking, she heard Junior Sister Lian cry out, "Eldest Senior Sister!"

Ruan Ci was shocked and hurriedly swept to Meng Ling's side, asking, "What! The bird demon just now couldn't have hurt you too badly—"

While speaking, she probed her magic power into Meng Ling's body, but the voice gradually weakened: In Meng Ling's inner landscape world, the jade pool had completely dried up. Without the nourishment of spiritual liquid, the Dao foundation was shaky and unstable, and several layers had collapsed. There was a serious injury on her back, breaking her heart pulse. At this time, most of her blood had flowed away, soaking the ground around her.

Foundation Establishment cultivators all cultivated the Leakless Golden Body. The bird demon's grab shouldn't have caused such a serious injury. It was only possible that before the bird demon grabbed her, Meng Ling had already run out of oil and lamp, and even her protective magic power was difficult to maintain, so she suffered such an injury under one grab. Chi Pengpeng also came to check and was shocked, "Junior Sister Meng, why are you—your magic power is exhausted to this point, how come I didn't notice it at all?"

Meng Ling shook her head slightly, used her last bit of strength to push the crowd away, and reached out to Li Pingyan. Li Pingyan hugged her into his arms and whispered, "Lingyue, don't die."

A smile appeared on Meng Ling's lips, and her pale face also brought a bit of charm. She looked at Li Pingyan deeply and said softly, "Li Lang, I really want to be with you, to enjoy the peach blossoms again..."

Before the words fell, the inner landscape world above her head appeared, but she no longer had the strength to hold the great mantra. The jade pool cracked inch by inch, and the Dao foundation shattered and flew. Meng Ling's breath gradually cut off, and many paintings and scenes dissipated, all of which were unforgettable memories of her life.

Junior Sister Lian couldn't help but cry loudly. In the crying, a peach forest appeared, and a young man walked slowly from thousands of miles of peach blossoms, looking back at the crowd coldly, his eyes as bright as the cold moon, his bearing extraordinary. It was Li Pingyan when he was young.

The young girl Meng Ling carried her skirt, ran to his side, talked and laughed with Li Pingyan, looked at each other and smiled, and walked side by side into the depths of the peach forest. A wind blew, and peach blossoms fell one by one, drowning their figures.

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