The whirlwind broke away from the sword body and rushed towards the sand in front. In an instant, the yellow sand in the area was rolled up at full speed, forming a tornado sandstorm dozens of meters high in the air.

Although Ye Wutian had already worked hard to drill underground, he was finally rolled up from the underground by the tornado.

The tornado sandstorm gradually subsided before it lasted for a long time. The yellow sand in the sky poured down like a rainstorm, and Ye Wutian was mixed in these yellow sands.

"Bang!" He fell heavily, and soon the overwhelming yellow sand flooded him.

He was covered in bruises and fell into a coma. If it weren't for the yellow sand that weakened the power of the moves, he would have died now.

"I'll send you on the way now." Ning Kuan shouted loudly, wielding his sword to slash at the sand pile where Ye Wutian was. Xiao Hei rushed up in time and barely blocked Ning Kuan's sword.

"Senior Brother!"

Ye Wuqing exclaimed and rushed to the sand pile, pushed away the yellow sand, and dug Ye Wutian out from under the sand pile.

"Senior Brother, wake up, senior brother!" Ye Wuqing cried and shook Ye Wutian's bloody body.

After shouting for a while, seeing that Ye Wutian did not respond, Ye Wuqing raised his hand and counted several points on Ye Wutian's body.

Ye Wutian woke up after coughing twice.

"Senior Brother, you won't die, I will definitely save you." Ye Wuqing wiped his tears and raised his hand to point to Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian grabbed her hand and said with difficulty: "Let's go! Go quickly, I won't have any trouble."

"No, senior brother, I won't leave you behind. Even if I die, I will be with you." Ye Wuqing kept shaking his head.

Ye Wutian was about to explain that he had an immortal body, but at this moment, Ning Kuan's roar sounded in front of him, "Go to die!"

Ye Wutianxin twitched and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go away!"

If he had the slightest strength at this moment, he would definitely push Ye Wuqing away.

If time could go back half a day ago, he would definitely use the last Hongjun spiritual thought to kill Ning Kuan.

If he had a choice, he would rather sacrifice all his life to exchange for Ye Wuqing's life.

Just like when he saw his sister Yang Shuyao lying in front of him, at this moment, Ye Wutian felt as heartbroken as a knife. This was not only because Ning Kuan's sword penetrated his chest, but also because the sword penetrated Ye Wuqing's body.

Tears of sadness rolled down from the corners of his eyes, his vision blurred. He vaguely saw a smile on the corner of Ye Wuqing's mouth, and Ye Wuqing's voice came from far away from his ears.

"Senior brother, I can finally be with you forever..."

"No!" Ye Wutian hissed.

At this moment, Ning Kuan was shocked. He had already pierced his heart with his sword, but he was alive again. He was resurrected. Ning Kuan looked as if he was seeing a monster, with a look of surprise.

The totem of Ye Wutian's body bloomed, and his scarred body was recovering at a terrible speed. In just a blink of an eye, he had already returned to his intact posture.

"Junior sister! Junior sister!" Ye Wutian quickly got up and picked up Ye Wuqing, then took out more than ten silver needles without thinking, inserted them on Ye Wuqing in one breath, and used the life-extending needle.

But it was too late, and Ye Wuqing was dead.

"No, junior sister, you won't die. Senior brother will definitely save you. By the way, Buddha Light Relic." Ye Wutian hurriedly took out a Buddha Light Relic, stuffed his hand into Ye Wuqing's mouth.

Seeing the Buddha's light relics taken out by Ye Wutian, Ning Kuan's eyes lit up and finally came back to his senses from the horror.

"Impossible, this is impossible. I don't believe it, I can't kill you!" Ning Kuan roared and rushed towards Ye Wutian.

Xiao Hei immediately stopped and blocked him.

Ye Wutian ignored Ning Kuan at all. He looked at Ye Wuqing in his arms with tears, and still felt heartbroken.

"I won't die, junior sister, if you hold on for a while, senior brother will soon refine the resurrection pill, senior brother will save you." Ye Wutian cried and shook Ye Wuqing's body.

Then, he thought of Shixiang Rejuvenation Dew, and immediately took out a drop and fed Ye Wuqing to take it.

However, no matter what he does, he is powerless to make the world come true.

"Junior sister, you can't leave. Wake up. Don't you want to marry your senior brother? Senior brother promises you, senior brother promises you everything." Ye Wutian cried powerlessly...

After a long time, he put down Ye Wuqing's body and looked at Ning Kuan in a blink of an eye, with red fireworks rising on his body.

"Ah!~"

With a roar, he rushed towards Ning Kuan like lightning, and the sickle of the God of Death condensed in his hand.

Ning Kuan had seen Ye Wutian's state in the alchemy competition, so he was not too panicked and quickly raised his long sword to block it.

"Boom!"

The death energy on the sickle collided violently with the water power on the sword, and the sickle failed to break through Ning Kuan's sword.

Because the death energy in the past was taken away by the poisonous dragon in the alchemy competition, now these things were only stimulated by the death just now, and they were obviously not enough to compete with Ning Kuan.

But despite this, Ye Wutian still did not retreat at all. He kept waving the sickle in his hand and chopping at Ning Kuan. He was blinded by anger, and he was already blinded by hatred. Now he only had one belief in his heart, which was to kill the damn old man in front of him.

After blocking Ye Wutian's several waves of attacks, Ning Kuan seized the initiative and used his moves to attack Ye Wutian, while Ye Wutian waved his sickle fearlessly to fight.

"Bang!"

Under the heavy blow, the red flames on the sickle swayed violently, and Ye Wutian fell into the yellow sand half of his body.

Ning Kuan put his sword and slashed again, and another blow hit the sickle.

"Bang!"

Ye Wutian's body sank a little further, leaving only two arms and one head.

Ning Kuan's third strike came again, and with the roar, Ye Wutian was completely immersed in the sand.

Xiao Hei and Xiao Qi were anxious to watch from the side. Even though they wanted to come forward to help, they were already powerless. All they could do was to swallow the spirit crystals as soon as possible to restore their strength.

"Boom!"

The yellow sand shot wildly in all directions, and Ye Wutian rushed out from under the sand and rushed towards Ning Kuan.

Ning Kuan's long sword swung, stirring up a cyclone of cold air, hit Ye Wutian's chest.

"Bang!"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body were shaken completely. He spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and he flew backwards, hitting a sand dune in the distance, half of his body was trapped in the sand dune.

The red flames that were scattered in the air were soon absorbed by Ye Wutian's body.

Ye Wutian roared, his body turned into a phantom, and continued to pounce on Ning Kuan.

"I want to see how many lives you have!" Ning Kuan injected a lot of energy into the sword, and the sword emitted a rushing cold air. Immediately, he raised his sword and rushed forward. The cold air on the sword shot out forward and turned into a cold sword shadow attacking Ye Wutian.

Ye Wutian raised his sickle and condensed into a shield to block his body.

The sword shadow attacked in an instant and hit the shield with a bang.

"Bang!"

With the sound of impact, the shield was scattered as soon as it met, and the remaining sword shadow continued to hit Ye Wutian's chest.

"bass!"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body dissipated again, and a cold air penetrated his chest and attacked from behind him.

"Puff!"

Ye Wutian blew his blood, his body flew backwards like a meteorite, and hit the sand dune again, and he was completely immersed in it.

"Master!~"

Xiao Hei and Xiao Qi rushed towards the sand dune in exclamation. As soon as they ran to the sand dune, Ye Wutian rushed out of the sand dune and continued to pounce on Ning Kuan for fear of his life, sprinkling a blood mist along the way.

Ning Kuan snorted coldly and struck out another sword shadow.

"Boom!"

The red flames on Ye Wutian's body dissipated, and his whole body fell on the sand dunes. Blood continued to overflow from the corners of his mouth, but tears flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Chi Yan returned to Ye Wutian's body and was never stimulated again. Ye Wutian struggled to get up, but he was unable to support this weak body.

"Suffer to die!" Ning Kuan shouted fiercely and rushed forward with his sword.

At the moment of danger, Xiao Hei transformed and blocked Ning Kuan again, and shouted to Xiao Qi: "I'll hold it up and take the master away!"

Without saying a word, Xiao Qi turned around and picked up Ye Wutian and ran towards the depths of the desert.

Ye Wutian struggled powerlessly, and he looked at Ye Wuqing's distant figure in a daze, shed tears all the way.

Xiao Hei dragged Ning Kuan for a while, and its remaining power could no longer support its transformation state, so he could only remove the transformation and escape.

"Hmph! Let's see where you can escape." Ning Kuan snorted coldly, then he quickly chased after him.

The cold wind blew, stirring up a piece of yellow sand, and the ruthless hair of the leaves fluttered in the wind.

In the sky, a figure flashed like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye it had already escaped to Ye Wuqing's body.

He is the old man with white hair.

As soon as the old man stopped, the black shadow broke out from him.

Looking at Ye Wuqing's corpse on the ground, the black shadow smiled and said, "It seems that she is a step late. She is already dead. Otherwise, she will be a little bite for me." As he said that, he licked his lips again, looking like he was thirsty.

"It's not too late, it's time to come." The old man said calmly. After saying that, he shook his hand and sprinkled countless silver needles, inserted all the acupoints of Ye Wuqing's body, and then said to the black shadow: "Take her away."

"Don't you go and save that thunder spirit vein?" asked the black shadow.

"He can't die." The old man replied.

The black shadow nodded, then flashed into Ye Wuqing's body. Then, Ye Wuqing opened his eyes and climbed up from the ground. The two figures flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Hei quickly caught up with Xiao Qi.

"Xiao Qi runs quickly, the old man is chasing him." Xiao Hei reminded.

"I can't run anymore." Xiaoqi said with difficulty.

"Stick to it for a while, otherwise you will die here." Xiao Hei said inspiration.

"I, I have no strength at all, I really can't run away." After saying that, Xiao Qi's transformation state was automatically lifted. It shrinks and collapses to the ground. Ye Wutian, who was originally held in his mouth, also fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!