After her luck was taken away, she tortured everyone in the sect and cried

Chapter 15: Brother, please save it.
The appearance of the Fushu Sword naturally represents the meaning of its owner.

Even if Yu Xuehui herself hadn't come over yet, the three people present would not fail to recognize the sword.

"It seems you can't leave." Pei Yuan seemed to be gloating about his misfortune. He was waiting for a good show.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, they said harsh words to you in the illusion. Now that you are out of the illusion, can you still do it with one against four?"

Pei Yuan still thought that if Jiang Zhanyue took the initiative to ask him for help, he would be willing to help.

The outside is not as good as the one in the illusion. In the illusion, Jiang Zhanyue uses Jiang You's body, and her sword moves are really amazing. But outside the illusion, she has neither treasures with her nor low cultivation. I'm afraid any one of the four will be useless. I can hold her down and beat her.

"I don't know." Jiang Zhanyue replied.

Pei Yuan couldn't figure it out for a moment. Does this mean she can do it or not?
"Pei Yuan, do you think I can find the person if I take this sword and ask around the Kunlun Sect?" Yan Beishu stared at Fushu Sword, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

While Pei Yuan felt speechless, he was also watching Jiang Zhanyue's reaction, but Jiang Zhanyue seemed to have heard nothing.

These two people are also interesting. They can't recognize each other. What kind of scene would have happened eight years ago to make both of them blind.

"Brother, please save it."

"Senior Sister Jiang." Yu Xuehui followed her sword and came to Jiang Zhanyue.

There were two other people with her, Yu Tianhao and her senior brother. This time Mu Yiyan was missing.

Jiang Zhanyue was a little surprised when she didn't see Mu Yiyan. Was Mu Yiyan being squeezed out by these three people?

All of them were pierced through the heart by her sword in the illusion, but with the True Dragon Key and the preferential treatment from heaven, their lives were all safe.

"I begged Senior Sister to save me, and I think it's reasonable for Senior Sister not to agree."

"But Senior Sister clearly wanted to kill me when she killed me in the illusion. I am not a soft persimmon who allows others to bully me. I want to settle this account with you."

Yu Xuehui rarely put away her smile, with a solemn look on her face.

Following Yu Xuehui's movements, the spiritual energy lingering around the Fushu Sword became more intense, brewing moves.

"Fancy and useless." Yan Bei commented coldly, from the perspective of a sword cultivator.

Speaking of sword moves, Yan Beishu was reminded of the move Jiang Zhanyue used in the illusion.

Although Jiang Zhanyue was able to use that move because of Jiang You's strength, if she hadn't had certain attainments in kendo, she wouldn't have been able to use an ordinary sword to perform such a powerful sword move.

Yu Xuehui was not a sword cultivator at first. She practiced with the master, but she practiced the Ice Spirit Root method. The Fushu Sword was originally obtained in order to repay Yan Beishu's kindness. In her hand, the Fushu Sword was just a powerful sword. It doesn't matter whether the sharp weapon used to hurt people is a sword.

So Yan Beishu naturally didn't like her sword moves.

However, no matter how useless Yu Xuehui's sword moves were, she still had solid foundation-building skills, which was more than enough to deal with Jiang Zhanyue, a weakling who couldn't even pass the first round of the competition within the sect.

When the Fushu sword struck, Yu Tianhao was ready to help behind Yu Xuehui. When Pei Yuan and Yan Beishu helped Jiang Zhanyue, he and his junior brothers would stop him.Huihui wants to take revenge, so the two of them naturally have to clear the way for her.

However, neither Pei Yuan nor Yan Beishu moved, allowing the Fushu sword to pierce Jiang Zhanyue's shoulder.Jiang Zhanyue dodged, but her dodging movements looked extremely slow. She was indeed a useless disciple who was worthy of the title of Beichen Sword Master.

Neither Yu Tianhao nor Yu Xuehui expected, especially Yan Beishu, that he would be so actively looking for Jiang Zhanyue, and would he just watch Jiang Zhanyue get injured after he found her?

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, would you like to—" Pei Yuan wanted to help, but he didn't think Jiang Zhanyue was someone who would rather put herself in danger to avoid being favored by others.

She replied "I don't know" to him, as if she had other plans. He took action rashly, not knowing whether it would ruin her plan.

"No need." Jiang Zhanyue rejected Pei Yuan. She knew that Pei Yuan would be able to save her, but it was not necessary.

Pei Yuan saw that her shoulder was bleeding, her body was trembling, her sleeves were stained with blood, and she was coughing slightly, and he really wanted to help her.

An ordinary cultivator would take this condition of her body very seriously, but when it came to Jiang Zhanyue, she always took it for granted.

But although Pei Yuan was worried, he didn't have such a deep friendship with Jiang Zhanyue after all, and it was really hard for him to interfere without permission. If she refused, he could only be a spectator.

"Yu Xuehui, have you forgotten that this sword was raised by me. Without my blood, it would not be what it is today." Jiang Zhanyue tried hard to steady her shaking body and let the Fushu sword be inserted into her shoulder. struggle.

Yu Xuehui still didn't understand what Jiang Zhanyue wanted to prove by saying this, but when she wanted to take back the Fushu sword, she found that the sword did not obey her orders and could not be taken back at all.

The light red light originally covering the Fushu Sword quickly faded away, and soon the shining sword turned into an ordinary sword without any luster.

"Bang Dang——" When the Fushu Sword was forced out by Jiang Zhanyue's spiritual power and fell to the ground, it had lost its spirituality.

The sword she raised with blood using secret techniques has now become someone else's natal sword. Naturally, she wants to take back everything she put into this sword.

Yu Xuehui frowned slightly. As the sword master of Fushu Sword, she naturally had a unique connection with Fushu Sword. She desperately called Fushu Sword, but she never got a response.

Not only has the appearance turned into an ordinary sword, but its spirituality has been completely wiped out. The Fushu Sword is now no different from scrap metal.

"What a pity for a good sword." Yan Beishu didn't agree with Jiang Zhanyue's approach of destroying a Fushu sword. Good swords are rare. Although the sword master Yu Xuehui is not very good, the sword is innocent. Jiang Zhanyue's approach is too much. Too extreme.

"How could this happen? What have you done!" Yu Xuehui was really annoyed. She could only have one natal sword. Even if she was not a swordsman, her natal sword had been turned into a mortal sword for her. It's as uncomfortable as a thorn stuck in the throat, neither going up nor coming down.

"You probably don't know that this is the original appearance of Fushu Sword." Not long after Mu Yiyan woke up, he flew down to look for Jiang Zhanyue, but he saw this ridiculous scene again.

He just questioned Junior Sister Yu's intention and wanted to tell the truth to Yan Beishu, but was knocked unconscious by Yu Tianhao.This made him feel more and more that he had been deceived.

Originally, he was also attracted by Junior Sister Yu's kindness, and realized that everything might be a lie, and that he was just being played around like a chess piece. He could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb. He had to admit that Junior Sister Yu was not as beautiful as he imagined.

"It was Senior Sister who picked it up and fed it bit by bit with blood to turn it into a good sword. Without Senior Sister, it would have been nothing more than a mortal thing."

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