Chapter 145: Phoenix Crying Blood (Part )

"Keng!"

Facing Zhuge Xiong, who was whistling towards him, Liu Xunyi quickly drew his sword to block him. The swords collided, and a deafening sound burst out. Zhuge Xiong's sword, which was full of internal force, exerted pressure like a mountain, and directly smashed Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu down the stairs, rolling from the sixth floor to the fifth floor corridor.

After struggling to stabilize his body, Liu Xunyi was holding the unconscious Luo Ningyu, so he could not stand steadily for a while and could not help but stagger a few times. At the same time, the dozens of knifemen who had approached saw Liu Xunyi and the other two, just like wolves seeing fat sheep, and they all rushed over with their knives.

In a hurry, Liu Xunyi twisted his waist and used his body to protect Luo Ningyu under him. Then he flipped his right hand and put the Wuji sword behind his back, while bending his body downward.

"Clang clang clang!"

In an instant, at least a dozen steel knives fell on the sword blade behind Liu Xunyi at the same time. The brutal and huge force caused Liu Xunyi's body to sink suddenly. The Wuji sword hit his back heavily, and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth.

But even so, Liu Xunyi still managed to hold on and not fall down. He even didn't let his body crush Luo Ningyu.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight more bloody wounds appeared on Liu Xunyi's back. Before the knifemen could change their moves, he suddenly hugged Luo Ningyu tightly and turned over. His body turned sideways in the air, and the Wuji sword in his hand pierced out like a spirit snake or dragon, accompanied by miserable wails. When Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu landed again, the seven or eight knifemen beside them had all been pierced through the heart by the sharp swords, and their bodies were lying on the ground.

"kill!"

Liu Xunyi was so blood-thirsty that he had no idea what human life meant. He let out a loud roar, and the Wuji Sword swept out in front of him. Suddenly, countless sharp and domineering sword qi created ripples in the air, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and all the twenty or thirty swordmen around him were slashed back.

The lucky ones were hit by the sword energy on their arms and legs and did not lose their lives, while the unlucky ones had their throats cut by the sharp sword energy and died on the spot.

"Is this... Zixia Sword Technique?"

Seeing this, Zhuge Xiong was immediately shocked and exclaimed: "You actually know Kunlun School's Zixia Sword Technique?"

"I know more than you think! Haha..."

At this moment, Liu Xunyi was so excited about killing that he was in a frenzy. He held Luo Ningyu in one hand, and wielded the Wuji Sword with the other, walking downstairs with a grim smile.

Along the way, Liu Xunyi only killed and did not defend, allowing countless knife wounds on his body, but he was not moved at all, and did not even frown. The knifemen he met along the way were all pointed at by his sword, either disemboweled and intestines spilled all over the ground, or killed and killed with blood.

Liu Xunyi's attack was merciless. The blood-soaked corridors and stairs he walked through were full of broken limbs and arms, and the ground was full of corpses in extremely miserable states of death. This scene was like hell on earth, how could it be described as inhumane?
Liu Xunyi looked like a devil from hell, or a god from heaven. He was covered in wounds and bleeding profusely, but he seemed to be completely unaware. Instead, he became braver and more fierce as he fought, as if he didn't know pain, tiredness, life, or death.

The bloody battle lasted for nearly an hour. Liu Xunyi, alone with a sword, fought his way out of the crowd of knife-wielding men who were rushing to attack him.

At this moment, there were less than fifty swordsmen left in Fengming Tower who were still able to fight, and the rest were either killed tragically or seriously injured.

Facing the murderous Liu Xunyi, none of the remaining people dared to attack rashly. They were all trembling with fear, their faces full of horror, holding knives and surrounding Liu Xunyi, their eyes full of fear. They surrounded him but did not kill him, and for a long time no one dared to move forward.

Obviously, these disciples of the Golden Sword Sect had been completely shocked by Liu Xunyi's murderous aura.

Before they knew it, Liu Xunyi had brought Luo Ningyu all the way from the seventh floor to the first floor.

Looking up, the magnificent Fengming Tower has now turned into a bloody city. The walls, lanterns, tables and chairs, stairs, corridors, rooms, and even murals are all splattered with blood. There are also broken arms and limbs, broken organs and bones everywhere. The scene is so miserable and terrifying that it is unbearable to look at.

"What are you waiting for?" Zhuge Xiong rushed to the first floor angrily and shouted coldly at the disciples who were obeying him. "He is only one person, why are you afraid of him? Kill him quickly! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

After saying that, Zhuge Xiong suddenly drew his sword and killed a trembling and retreating disciple beside him on the spot.

"what!"

At Zhuge Xiong's urging, one of them finally couldn't bear the pressure and took the lead in attacking Liu Xunyi. When he roared and rushed to Liu Xunyi with his knife, Liu Xunyi suddenly turned his body, hooked his right arm, and clamped the man's neck tightly in his arms. No matter how he struggled, Liu Xunyi's arm was like steel bars and iron willows. Not only did it not loosen, but it tightened more and more, until the knifeman's face turned pale, his eyes rolled up, he foamed at the mouth, and his tongue stuck out. Finally, his body trembled and he was no longer moving.

After Liu Xunyi strangled him to death, he slowly exhaled, and when he loosened the body, his body couldn't help but sway back a few times. It seemed that his physical strength had been exhausted and he was now at the end of his strength.

“Come on!” Liu Xunyi looked around at the surrounding swordsmen with a fierce smile, raised the Wuji Sword high, and said provocatively: “If you are not afraid of death, come together! Come on!”

The sudden roar frightened everyone so much that their hearts and livers broke. Many of them felt their legs and feet go weak. Not to mention fighting again, they were afraid that they could not even hold the sword in their hands steadily.

I don't know if Liu Xunyi's roar exhausted his energy. He just felt dizzy and his eyes blurred. Then, his right arm, which was holding the Wuji Sword high, drooped down involuntarily. The tip of the sword fell to the ground with a clang. His feet staggered back and forth a few steps. Judging from his condition, he seemed to be about to faint.

At this time, although Liu Xunyi was not standing steadily, he still tried his best to hold Luo Ningyu tightly. He kept silently reminding himself in his heart: "I must not fall down. If I fall down at this moment, Ningyu will be doomed!"

"Liu Xunyi, watch out!"

Zhuge Xiong seized the opportunity and took advantage of Liu Xunyi's dizziness to suddenly swing his sword. His first move was a killing move, and he vowed to split Liu Xunyi in half.

"call!"

The wind from the knife whistled towards him, and Liu Xunyi's intuition told him that danger was imminent.

Without waiting for any further thought, Liu Xunyi suddenly bit his tongue hard, and his chaotic consciousness instantly became clearer. He didn't even have time to see Zhuge Xiong's position, and a strand of hair in front of him was already blown up high by the knife wind blowing towards him.

Liu Xunyi held Luo Ningyu with his left hand, and thrust the Wuji Sword into the ground with his right hand. With the strength of one arm, he suddenly suspended his body in midair, dodging Zhuge Xiong's blade, and kicked Zhuge Xiong in the chest with both feet. The kick was so powerful that it sent Zhuge Xiong flying.

Liu Xunyi took advantage of the situation and changed his tactics. In the blink of an eye, he had his right foot on top and his left foot on the bottom, attacking from top to bottom and clamping Zhuge Xiong's head tightly. Then he suddenly turned his right arm, and his body suspended in the air was immediately thrown into the air and spun, taking Zhuge Xiong's head with it, and flipping it several times.

In the end, Liu Xunyi, Luo Ningyu, and Zhuge Xiong fell to the ground at the same time.

The difference was that after Liu Xunyi landed, he quickly turned over and stood up again while holding Luo Ningyu. On the other hand, Zhuge Xiong was lying face down on the ground, but his head was facing up to the sky, with the back of his head on the ground.

Such a weird scene made the surrounding Golden Sword Sect disciples retreat in fear. It turned out that Liu Xunyi's reverse somersault just now, with extremely fast speed and terrifying force, twisted Zhuge Xiong's head off his neck, and turned it 180 degrees, cruelly breaking his cervical vertebrae and flesh, which led to the current horrifying scene.

Liu Xunyi pulled out the Wuji Sword with all his strength, and his eyes, which were covered by blood and hair, suddenly shot out two fierce rays of light like a beast. He glanced at the other knifemen and suddenly let out a roar full of murderous intent, which frightened thirty or forty people so much that they threw away their steel knives on the spot, and retreated back in fear.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing this, Liu Xunyi suddenly laughed loudly towards the sky. His laughter was arrogant and unrestrained, and his heroic spirit soared into the sky.

When Liu Xunyi glanced at Luo Ningyu, he saw her snuggling in his arms, sleeping soundly. For Liu Xunyi, everything that had just happened was undoubtedly a life-and-death experience. But for Luo Ningyu, it might just be a thrilling and hearty dream.

Finally, under the horrified and awe-struck gazes of everyone, Liu Xunyi gently embraced Luo Ningyu and slowly left Fengming Tower.

The Wuji sword in Liu Xunyi's hand was blood red all over, as if it had been soaked in blood plasma. There was even blood that had not yet dried up, quietly flowing down the blade, and finally condensed into a string of round blood drops on the tip of the sword. With the heavy snow, they silently fell on the pure white snow, and together with two lines of intermittent footprints, they guided the direction they left.

On New Year’s Eve, inside Fengming Tower, corpses were strewn all over the floor and blood flowed like a river!
On New Year's Eve, in Fengming Tower, one man and one sword narrowly escaped death!
On New Year’s Eve, in Fengming Tower, he fought one against a hundred and became famous in one battle!
Tonight, Liu Xunyi took on the Golden Sword Gate with a sword and killed Zhuge father and son.

After tonight, there will be one less Luoyang Jindao Sect in the world of martial arts, but there will be one more legendary story of a hero saving a beauty on a snowy and moonlit night.

Dragging his wounded body and holding on to his last breath, Liu Xunyi finally brought Luo Ningyu back to Prince Xian's Mansion.

In front of the mansion gate, when he saw Luo Tianjin, Ling Xiaoxiao and others who looked hurried, filing out of the mansion gate one after another, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on Liu Xunyi's mouth.

But before his smile could fully bloom, an overwhelming feeling of weakness and fatigue instantly spread throughout his body. Before he could open his mouth to report, Liu Xunyi's eyes went dark, his feet went weak, and he and Luo Ningyu fell to the ground in the snow.

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(End of this chapter)