Chapter 56 Whet the Appetite He inexplicably acted mysterious, whetting people's appetite: "Miss Jiang, do you know who you are?" Jiang Yu felt that Wen Ren Huai was talking nonsense. She had just made a high-profile self-introduction in front of so many people. Her three fathers and one mother had all told her to do it. She was just short of telling the evil demon that she had a powerful background and that no one should mess with her. How could she not know who she was? Jiang Yu thought he was just being crazy, trying to delay time and do something when they weren't paying attention. His trust in Wen Ren Huai was greatly reduced. In the past, she had trouble believing him even though she had thought about it for a headache. But now, she had learned a lesson - at least, she was not going to believe a single word he was going to say to her while holding the evil sword. She snorted coldly: "No matter who I am, I can't change your ending today." Wen Ren Huai was probably really going crazy. Jiang Yu's words not only did not irritate him, but also made him shake his head and chuckle: "It's the time, it's the fate." Jiang Yu didn't care what he was muttering or what he was expressing in these flowery words. She and Yuan Heng and others took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and rushed forward with their weapons in hand. "Bam—" Several forces collided with each other, and several surrounding pillars still stained with blood could not withstand the spreading spiritual power and exploded with a loud bang, raising dust. Wen Ren Huai held up his sword and barely blocked their attack, but was forced to retreat one after another and had to retreat to the front of the platform, leaning against the hard and cold stone wall. Su Ning collided with the evil sword, the pure spiritual power and the magic power tainted by evil spirit intertwined with each other, and neither was willing to give in.
As they got closer, when Jiang Yu and Wen Ren Huai were in a stalemate, he noticed that his hand holding the hilt of the sword was corroded by evil energy. Yuan Heng swung his sword to attack. Wen Ren Huai gritted his teeth, barely pushed Jiang Yu away, and turned sideways to meet Yuan Heng's sword energy. Jiang Yu flipped over in the air and quickly steadied himself when he landed. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind: "Is this sword of yours Jing Mo's from before?" Although Wen Ren Huai's heart was on the side of the evil cultivator, perhaps in order to hide his identity, he did not fall into depravity and become an evil cultivator after being possessed by the devil. His spiritual power was even still strong and rich, repelling the evil sword in his hand. She had always thought that this evil sword was just a dead object, a container for the evil spirits in the blood sacrifice. Now it seemed that perhaps in their attempt to use the blood sacrifice to awaken Jing Mo, they needed something that belonged to Jing Mo. And this sword was on the platform with the two dancers. It was very likely that it was the evil sword that almost forced Tian Dao out of Jing Mo. Wen Ren Huai dodged the successive attacks from Wei Xu and Yuan Heng, flipped over and landed on the platform, gasping for breath. While he was swinging his sword to fend off the continuous attacks from these people, he was using his spiritual power to resist Sang Yang's music, and he also had to divert his attention to Jiang Yu. The feeling of being corroded by evil spirits was not pleasant, not to mention that he had already suffered severe internal injuries from the backlash of the blood sacrifice. He had also refused Jiang Yu's elixir at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. His body was probably already in ruins by now, and he was just waiting for him to collapse under the attack of these people and die. It would be better to die, Wenren Huaixiang thought. He no longer understood the reason for his persistence and was exhausted by the disguise day after day. The sword in his hand was not very willing to be controlled by him. This was Jing Mo's sword, and Jing Mo's sword was a sword that recognized its master, and a sword that would rather seal itself than serve two masters. But this sword is filled with evil energy. The evil energy that was forcibly infused into it by the evil demons through the blood formation did not disappear when the blood formation was destroyed. This is not a sword that is in a self-sealing state and looks like scrap iron. He could feel the evil sword's rejection of him and its eagerness to escape from his control. He decided that he was not his master, so he was anxious to return to his master. And in the three realms, there is only one person who can be his master. Wen Ren Huai gritted his teeth and fought with Wei Xu, forcing himself to laugh, and said to Jiang Yu in a stern voice: "Miss Jiang has good eyesight." He pushed it away, holding his sword to his chest, his face alert. He stopped distracting himself, and Yuan Heng and the others also stopped the attack that would only consume the physical strength of both sides, and also held the sword to confront Wen Ren Huai. Wen Ren Huai smiled, forcing himself to ignore the evil spirit spreading along his arm to his chest, and slowly turned the evil sword: "I heard that Miss Jiang's spiritual sword is called Suning, and that powerful divine bow seems to be called Suining? What a coincidence, the master's sword is called Huoluan." He must have come a long time ago, standing in the dark watching them confront the evil spirits, Jiang Yu thought, otherwise he would not know Suining's name. "You are right." Wen Renhuai continued, "You and the Lord are natural enemies, destined to be enemies."
He slowly turned his head towards Jiang Yu and showed a compassionate smile, which made Jiang Yu's originally calm heart jump violently and gave him some uneasy premonition. "Twenty years ago, Jing Mo was sealed, and the so-called savior failed to complete her mission. The Heavenly Dao used the spiritual power of the next three hundred years——" Jiang Yu said that he could no longer believe a word Wen Ren Huai said, but he couldn't avoid being kept in suspense by him. "Ah." Wen Ren Huai sneered, threw away the sword in his hand, and just like Yuan Heng and the others had just done, he took advantage of Jiang Yu's distraction and ran straight towards her. He landed in front of Jiang Yu, gave up the magic weapon's spiritual power, held an ordinary dagger in his hand, and attacked with his bare hands without any spiritual power: "I want to see if this heaven will let me kill you." This was something Jiang Yu had not expected. The magic weapons she has on her can defend against spiritual power, magic power and demon power, but none of them can defend against this kind of real attack without any spiritual power. Firstly, ordinary people who have not practiced cultivation are like a gnat trying to shake a tree when facing any cultivator, and they cannot pose any threat to her; secondly, like Wen Ren Huai, even if the opponent's skills are too agile and she is accidentally injured, she has practiced for so many years after all, and this kind of injury is nothing to her. If she wants to heal quickly, she can take a pill and everything will be fine. So, she looked at the dagger approaching her chest and simply redirected the spiritual power around her without trying to avoid it. With spiritual power protecting her body, this dagger could not cause any harm to her. Even if the opponent suddenly used spiritual power, the magic weapon on her body would be activated immediately to block the attack for her. She didn't believe that Wenren Huai couldn't figure this out. He said he wanted to kill her, but he used this method. She wanted to see what he was going to do. "boom--" As the gate collapsed, two figures appeared in front of her at the same time. A man took Wen Ren Huai's dagger with his bare hands. The blade cut his skin and blood quickly gushed out and dripped onto the ground. A man stood in front of her, pushed her behind him, and kicked Wen Ren Huai. Wen Ren Huai was kicked away mercilessly and fell to the ground, where he lay limply on the ground and vomited large mouthfuls of blood. "You are crazy!" Jiang Yu quickly came out from behind Yuan Heng, grabbed Wei Xu's bleeding hand, quickly took out medicine and bandages from the storage necklace, and bandaged the wound in no time. Wei Xu frowned and shouted angrily: "I think you are crazy!" (End of this chapter)