Riding The Wind And Waves In Shura Field [Quick Wear]

5.6 - Even if I die, I will leave you here

　　Shen Ran walked past the coffins, covering the wound on his shoulder, his right arm hanging limply at his side, and walked almost slowly towards the location of the Heavenly Sword.

　　The closer he got to the Heavenly Sword, the more violent the sword energy became. Shen Ran's face was cut by the sword energy, but it wasn't deep, and the bloodstain was just a little glaring. He didn't take it seriously and continued walking forward.

　　When he was about to get close to the Heavenly Sword, his body had been cut countless times by the sword energy, and his hands were so ugly that it was unbearable to look at. Shen Ran said nothing, raised his hand through the sword energy, and directly grasped the hilt. The sword seemed to feel it, and immediately the sword energy reversed. Shen Ran could not help but groan, and blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, dripping onto the ground.

　　The sword energy entered his body, as if tearing at it continuously, almost peeling off a layer of his flesh and blood. It was no different from being cut into pieces.

　　"There is torture in the world. I heard it's called Ling Chi." Qin Jianxuan saw it all. He held the evil sword and said slowly, "I heard it's to cut off the flesh of a person piece by piece until the bones are exposed, but the person is not dead yet. It's really like being cut into pieces, a punishment from hell."

　　He spoke in a loud voice, at least Shen Ran could hear it clearly. Shen Ran's eyes moved slightly, and he gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. His palm was almost cut by the sword energy, and he could see the white bones under the flesh. Blood gushed out and flowed down the body of the Heavenly Sword, from his palm to his forearm. The flesh and blood turned inside out, and it was almost unbearable to look at.

　　Does it hurt? Of course it hurts. Shen Ran is not made of steel, but also has flesh and blood. How can it not hurt?

　　But no matter how painful it is, you have to endure it.

　　"If you can't hold on any longer, you can let go." Qin Jianxuan laughed, "This sword is not easy to hold. The old leader of your Tianyi Sect was seriously injured because of holding this sword. He has not recovered until now. If I am not wrong, he should not have used the sword for a long time."

　　"If I get the sword for you, will you let them go?" Shen Ran asked, his breathing already a little unstable.

　　"Yes, as long as you get this sword and give it to me, I promise not to attack your Tianyi Sect disciples." Qin Jianxuan walked forward slowly and stopped in the middle. He looked at the man standing on the stage whose white clothes were almost stained with blood, and said, "You have to think it through. If you continue, you may not only suffer damage to your cultivation, but also lose your life. The position of Tianyi Sect leader that you have always dreamed of is right in front of you. Are you going to let it go so easily?"

　　"Isn't this what you have been looking forward to?" Shen Ran turned his head and looked down at Qin Jianxuan. His pale and handsome face was stained with blood, and his eyes were indescribably cold.

　　Qin Jianxuan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are wrong. How can I be willing if you die so simply?"

　　Hearing this, Shen Ran closed his eyes, turned his head and continued to look at the sword. He dragged the sword down with force, and the flesh on his arm was torn apart. The bones inside could be seen clearly. The veins on Shen Ran's forehead bulged, and the veins on his neck were even more obvious. He gritted his teeth, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and lifted it up suddenly.

　　"boom--"

　　With a loud bang, the sword energy spread to the side like a wave that was almost visible to the naked eye. The coffin was almost opened. Shen Ran held the hilt of the sword tightly, and his body was thrown out and hit the stone wall heavily. The sound of breaking bones could almost be heard.