C3 The first episode of the blood sword lost its soul (3)

How did this happen? Yu Chen stuffed the butter cloth into his embrace. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, his eyes became hot and big, and all of a sudden, even his breathing became rough and irregular. At the same time, he unconsciously stepped into that chaotic and frenzied battle.

Countless weapons slashed towards Yu Chen, who knew how many sinister and terrifying faces they had in front of Yu Chen, gradually enlarging! His hands were somewhat weak, but he still did his best to lift up the blood sword, as well as the dark red old friend who had followed him for decades.

But at this moment, the dizzy him was no longer able to unleash its power. The Blood Sword, Yu Chen, that had shook the world for more than ten years, was no longer able to unleash even ten to twenty percent of his best martial arts. Red began to appear on his body. It was red blood, someone else's, his own, and he was thinking, Am I going to die?

At this moment, a child appeared in Yu Chen's mind. It was the child who had followed him for ten years in the Bloodsword Pavilion, the child who had turned gray in his heart ten years ago, the child who was like a tenacious firefly lighting up the gentleness in his heart. It was the child whom he had meticulously raised day and night over three thousand years.

When he was sick, she was nervous and worried; when he was training and lazy, she scolded him; when he was ten years old, she gave him a small black horse to watch him play with and even bathe with; when he finally mastered the Blood Sword Art, she felt joy in her heart.

At this moment, his voice and smile appeared in Yu Chen's mind, and made Yu Chen want to cry.

If I die here today, what should I do?

"Feng'er, Feng'er!" I, I wish he could call me father, I wish I could hear him calling me father! "

Yu Chen's nose was sour, he had shed tears, and had not shed tears in twenty years. As of this moment, he no longer had any desire to seize the long blade. All he wanted to do was to survive. The salty tears aroused the unyielding and unyielding spirit within his body, and the strong and unrestrained will to fight within his heart.

Back then, he had not feared hardships. He had treaded through the entire Tianshan Mountains, traversing the mountains and rivers. Ice and snow would land on his head, face, shoulders, and neck. No matter how cold they were, they would all be melted by his body heat.

The cold, the pain, the fatigue, the fatigue, the hunger, they had never made him yield.

Yes, there was nothing that could force him to submit!

Then how could he be convinced by this predicament?

He would not, never, so he gripped the blood sword in his hand and swung it with all his might. He did not want to hurt these innocent people who had no enmity with him, but now, in order to survive, he had to cut into their necks and stab into their hearts.

He was Yu Chen, Blood Sword Yu Chen! If anyone could be the first to struggle free from this strange madness, then it would definitely be him! And it was definitely only him! The blood sword in his hand would never let him down, and this time was the same as well. He had already struggled out of the ancient cave.

"Save me! Save me! Roar! Roar! Roar! Brother Yu Chen! Save me! "

Yu Chen suddenly turned around, only to see a person spitting white foam as he stared at him with his red eyes. His arms were thick, his palms were thick, and he was the Six Dragons Returning Sun Hands Tang Xuan! He's asking me for help! Should I save him or not?

No matter who it was, after escaping from the Devil's Cave, they would not want to go back. That place was filled with crazy people who had already lost their humanity! They can no longer be called people! Under such circumstances, who would risk their lives to return to that place?

Yes.

There would always be a type of people, and they would always do that, because in their hearts, there was something even more important, and that was justice. Their hearts of justice would drive them to make such a choice. They knew that there were tigers on the mountain, and they would walk on the tiger's path.

Yu Chen was one of those people, so he turned around and rushed back.

The blood sword flew like it was flying, the sword aura forming a net, new wounds were added on Yu Chen's arms, chest and back.

However, this time, he was unable to escape. Because he was carrying a person, the Six Dragons Returning to the Sun, Tang Xuanji.

"Chen!" Where are you? "

Yu Chen heard someone calling out to him. It was Long Tengyue, his good brother! Just as he wanted to tell him not to come in, it was too late as Long Tengyue had already barged in.

Dragon Roaring Fist! Long Tengyue's fists were blowing crazily, he was going crazy too, but it was not because he was crazy, but because he was worried, and wanted to save Yu Chen! He wanted to save his good brother! He had already seen, seen Yu Chen, holding a sturdy man in his left arm, the blood sword in his right hand danced, but unfortunately, his sword energy was already weak and he was no longer able to struggle free.

Long Tengyue immediately rushed forward, he rushed left and right, his Howling Dragon Fist was awe-inspiring, and no one could stop him.

"Chen!" How are you? " Long Tengyue supported Yu Chen with one hand. His eyes were red and tears were flowing out. In the end, he had still come to Yu Chen's side. In the end, he chose to live with his brother.

"Go!" Run! "Crazy, crazy!" Yu Chen shouted, and urged Long Tengyue on.

Thus, Long Tengyue protected Yu Chen and broke through towards the cave entrance.

Saber and weapons flashed as shadows of whips flew in all directions. Countless people had thrown themselves into disarray, causing a distance of only twenty to thirty feet between them to seem so far away. Fortunately, Long Tengyue was awake and he was not afraid.

Although the frenzied and confused martial arts elite would disregard life and death to attack, making people feel that it was difficult to defend, with Long Tengyue's clear-headed state, he could easily find a gap. Every time his fist punched out, it would knock a person flying, and then knock over a bunch of people.

The cave entrance wasn't far, but it was only a few feet away. Although Yu Chen was surrounded, with Long Tengyue's help, he ignited hope again! Blood Sword Art, Hegemony of the World! Instantly, Yu Chen's sword force actually became sharp again! The Blood Sword Dragon Fist no longer had any obstruction!

Suddenly, Long Tengyue felt a sharp pain from his back, but he couldn't care less. Gritting his teeth, he stepped out of the cave.

Once he was out of the cave entrance, Yu Chen heaved a sigh of relief, this way, his entire body felt like it was collapsing, and Tang Xuan Lu that was in his arms slipped to the ground. He still wanted to help, but Long Tengyue had already anxiously dragged him away. In Long Tengyue's heart, being able to save Tang Xuanji from the ancient cave was already the utmost of benevolence.

The disciples flocked up the mountain, but Long Tengyue, who was covered with wounds, panted as he hurried down the mountain. No one paid attention to them, because the disciples of the five big sects were all worried about their fellow disciples, and they completely ignored Long Tengyue and the already exhausted Yu Chen.

"Chen!" Cheer up, cheer up! "

Yu Chen only laughed, but did not have the strength to speak. Long Tengyue's cheeks streamed with tears. He anxiously helped Yu Chen onto his horse, and then mounted on another horse. One of them controlled two horses, and they headed towards the northeast.

There was a small forest two miles away from the northeast. The sound of the horses' hooves was getting closer and closer. The four lines of hooves on the snow were in a mess as two fast horses galloped over, stopping in the blink of an eye. Long Tengyue anxiously helped Yu Chen off his horse and into the forest.

In this small forest, there was a simple and crude small hut. This was Long Tengyue's living quarters.

Long Tengyue supported Yu Chen into the room and laid him down on the bed.

"Chen!" How do you feel now? " Long Tengyue asked while carefully inspecting Yu Chen's injuries.

Yu Chen forced out a smile and said: "I've already caught my breath, my body is mostly covered in flesh wounds, it's fine." However, Long Tengyue spun around anxiously and said loudly: "Don't say that you're not in the way. Look at the two wounds on the back of your chest, if you don't hurry up and treat them, you'll die from blood loss."

Long Tengyue's face was filled with regret, he turned around and went to the corner of the house to look for medicine.

Yu Chen's expression suddenly changed, and asked weakly: "Ah Long, the needle on your back, is poisonous!" Long Tengyue was shocked, he anxiously carried his luck, and then, he turned his back to the door. With a stuffy groan, three poison needles shot out, and with three "suo suo suo" the needles were already stuck in the door.

Long Tengyue stared fixedly at the three needles that were as thin as a cow's hair, his expression miserable.

Yu Chen asked anxiously: What is this needle? What poison did you get? "

Long Tengyue laughed bitterly, "This is Ghost Mother's Cyan Blood Needle." The Cold Blood Needle was the Blood Frost Poison! Quick, come and sit down, I will expel the poison for you! " Yu Chen said as he struggled to get up.

Long Tengyue rushed forward like an arrow and pressed down on Yu Chen. Then, he swiftly pressed down on the two acupoints on Yu Chen's shoulder.

Yu Chen could not help but feel hot blood gushing up from his chest, the tears in his eyes could no longer hold back and flowed down.

Seeing Yu Chen like that, Long Tengyue laughed: "What's there to be afraid of? It's only to expel the poison later on. But if you are a bit late, your life will be gone. " He then quickly took off Yu Chen's clothes. Suddenly, with a "Da" sound, a butter cloth bag fell to the ground.

Long Tengyue did not have time to care about it, he only helped Yu Chen stop the bleeding, applied the medicine, tore off a few thin clothes and bandaged Yu Chen's wounds. After Long Tengyue was finally done sweating profusely, he helped Yu Chen put on his clothes and casually put the butter cloth bag back into Yu Chen's arms.