"This move is a continuous bamboo rain, a bamboo and stone sword technique!"
Qingyun was shocked.
This person was actually able to use bamboo and stone swordsmanship to such a powerful level that he was even more powerful than me. He was very difficult to deal with. But the strange thing was that his movements were so fast that he couldn't even see his figure, and he could only vaguely identify a woman. .
Moreover, the other party did not use any spiritual power at all, and did not even have any pressure, so Qingyun could not judge her depth and intention at all.
At this time, the two girls also reacted. Alian summoned the Moon Whip, while Long Fushi took out the flute hidden behind her cloak.
Another move of Silk Bamboo broke the army, and the young man who was beaten was unable to fight back. He didn't even have a chance to take out the hidden edge, so he could only dodge left and right, and he was in a state of embarrassment.
"Could she be..."
Just when Qingyun was making some guesses, Alian, who came after him, also whipped out his whip, aiming directly at the woman's open back!
But a strange scene happened. The long whip passed directly through her back, as if her body was just an illusory shadow. This made Long Fushi, who was just about to take action, confused.
Fortunately, although the Mingyue Whip missed a single hit, it still caused the woman's offensive to pause for half a minute.
Taking this opportunity, blood flashed in his hand, and Qingyun's hidden edge broke out of his body!
"Do you still want to fight?"
To the surprise of Alian and Long Fushi, Qingyun did not attack after taking out the black sword, but stopped directly, looked at the woman in front of him quietly, and asked softly.
The woman wiped some Qingyun's blood from the shining sword, licked it with her tongue and spit it out, and said coldly:
"Your blood is really unpleasant to drink. If I weren't afraid of this black sword, I could kill you with just one look!"
"Write a poem, Alian, stop, you are no match for her."
Qingyun did not look directly at the woman, but hurriedly shouted at Long Fushi and Alian who were still trying to take action.
"I'm very lucky. It seems that my life is not destined to die."
With a helpless smile, Qingyun hugged the woman and said solemnly:
"Miss Fang'er, you're fine."
"I'm fine? Hahahaha, do you think I'm fine?"
I didn't expect that this woman would be Wan Congfang, who had become the Bamboo and Stone Sword Spirit!
At this time, Wan Congfang no longer wore the coir raincoat and leather trousers, but wore a long green skirt that looked like green bamboo. She replaced the innocence and playfulness of the past with stability and generosity.
Her appearance has also changed a lot compared to before. Her eyes and the corners of her eyes seem to be painted with a thick black and red color, and there is a terrifying scar between her eyebrows that is half a finger long.
"Is she Wan Congfang? The sword spirit transformed! This..."
Alian's words immediately made Wan Congfang look back angrily. The next moment, the little fox felt as if ten thousand swords were piercing his heart. Then he fainted with a mouthful of blood spurting out, and was hugged by Long Fushi who came over.
"stop!"
Qingyun shouted angrily, it doesn't matter how much Wan Congfang blames him, hates him or even kills him, but if it hurts his beloved, then Qingyun can't sit idly by no matter what.
"What? Are you feeling distressed? Xiao Luoyi has only been dead for a few years, and you are now looking for a new love?"
While speaking, Wan Congfang waved his hand, and the masks on the faces of Long Fushi and Alian were knocked off, revealing two shockingly beautiful faces.
"Haha, they are indeed two beauties. No wonder you look down on Qing'er and Xi'er."
"Please show mercy."
Qingyun took a deep breath and said silently.
Wan Congfang's strength has grown by leaps and bounds, obviously far beyond the realm of concentration.
It was only then that Li Chun dragged Li Jing, who had a red and swollen face, and rushed over. But when he looked at the people of the Li family who were lying around, tears almost came out of his eyes.
"Young Master Qing...Qingyun, I...our Li family has always...you...you don't have to kill everyone like this..."
"Why are you crying? They just passed out! Waste!"
Wan Congfang frowned angrily and shouted at Li Chun.
"Master...you..."
"Hurry up and carry all this trash in, or I'll kill them all!"
Looking at Wan Congfang's drastic change in temperament and the terrifying scar on her forehead, Qingyun felt mixed feelings in his heart.
Wan Congfang seemed to have finally calmed down after yelling at Li Chun. She first dispersed the light in her hand, revealing the black jade hilt, a bamboo and stone sword that was neither thin nor long. Then she put it away out of thin air, stared at Qingyun and asked :
"I thought you wouldn't come back in ten or eight years. Why, it's only been less than a year. Why are you here?"
At this time, the young master had already checked Alian's injuries and found that she was only injured by Wan Congfang's consciousness and was not seriously injured. Then he calmed down and replied:
"Just passing by, come back to see an old friend."
"Well, then get out of here if you have nothing to do, you are not welcome here!"
Taking a deep breath, Qingyun nodded expressionlessly and said in a deep voice:
"Miss Fang'er, take your leave."
The sound of "Fang'er girl" made Wan Congfang's face that had just calmed down become extremely ferocious again. The wound on her forehead seemed to be about to burst. Paired with a long emerald green dress, she looked like a female ghost appearing in the daylight.
"Get out! You don't deserve to call me Fang'er, get out of here!"
As he spoke, Wan Congfang's whole body seemed to be ignited with blazing flames, and the evil spirit was flowing freely, as if he would go berserk at any time.
Seeing his appearance, the look of fear on Li Chun's face obviously became stronger. He led his son to fight against him at home, as if he had seen a ghost.
At the same time, the Zangfeng in Qingyun's hand also started to throb.
Although Wan Congfang howled wildly, he never dared to take half a step forward. This made Qingyun's eyes flash with a trace of hesitation, but in the end, he straightened up and walked quietly towards the ghost-like Wan Congfang. .
"No! Don't come here! No!"
Her ferocious face actually showed intense fear.
As Qingyun walked, Wan Congfang stepped back, until she stepped back to the door and tripped over the stone steps. Then the young master held up his Tiangfeng and pointed at her as if from above.
However, Qingyun did not stab him with his sword. He just maintained this posture for a short while. However, the ferocity on Wan Congfang's face gradually disappeared, and the flames burning his body slowly extinguished.
"Is it better?"
Qingyun asked softly.
Seeing the winding line of blood appearing on the eyebrows of the young man opposite, with an extremely evil look in his handsome face, Wan Congfang nodded blankly.
She wanted to cry, but she forgot that she could no longer shed tears.
Yes, Qingyun realized when he saw Wan Congfang being burned by the flames. After she escaped from Zangfeng, she was probably still entangled in her blood evil karma to this day. Especially now that she is a soul body, she is more likely to be... Evil spirits affect the mind.
Qingyun could not ignore her, so he could only absorb Wan Congfang's karma with his own body to help her temporarily regain her rationality.
However, according to his feeling, Wan Congfang's karma is extremely difficult to eradicate. Even if he absorbed most of it for her today, it would only be a matter of time before she turns into a "vile ghost" again.
"I'm sorry, I should have realized this when I left last time."
Qingyun stretched out his hand to pull Wan Congfang up, but failed.
"Senior Qingyun!"
"Master!"
At this moment, two crisp calls came from the courtyard, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching from far away. Qingyun raised his head with a faint smile on his face.
"Qing'er, Xi'er, long time no see."
I saw two girls, Li Qing'er and Li Xi'er, running over with their skirts in hand. They both put on long emerald green skirts, which looked like the current uniforms of the Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect.
In more than half a year, their realm has not improved much, but their temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes. Even Qingyun was a little curious about the faint sword energy, and couldn't help but secretly thought:
"Mostly it focuses on laying a solid foundation."
Seeing Wan Congfang sitting at the door while Qingyun pointed his sword at her, the two sisters were immediately frightened and turned pale. They quickly asked, "Master, how are you? Master, are you okay?"
However, they did not reach out to help her, obviously knowing Wan Congfang's true identity.
"It's okay to be a teacher...it's okay to be a teacher."
At this time, the evil spirit on Wan Congfang's body disappeared completely, and the wound between his eyebrows healed quickly, leaving only a blood line similar to Qingyun's.
After calming down for a while, Qingyun smiled at the two Li sisters and said:
"It seems that you are practicing well!"
"Ah, I have met Senior Qingyun!"
Li Qing'er quickly stood up and saluted, and by the way, he pulled up Li Xi'er who was a little dazed next to him.
"Uh... Xi'er has met Senior Qingyun!"
The two women's faces were slightly red, with peach blossoms on their faces. Wan Congfang felt angry again for no apparent reason. Then she stood up lightly and stood in front of them, saying coldly:
"Qingyun, don't think that I will accept your favor. I've already seen him, so you can get out!"
"Master...Senior Qingyun, he had a hard time..."
"shut up!"
Li Qing'er spoke quietly, but what she got was an angry shout from Wan Congfang.
However, after her anger dissipated, her consciousness became much clearer. First she took a deep breath of air that was not necessary, and then she shot a flash of light from her finger, hitting Alian's body.
In an instant, the little fox's originally painful expression disappeared, and soon he opened his eyes.
"Okay, we're even."
"Miss Fang'er's current cultivation level is astonishing, Qingyun can't help but sigh."
"Miss Fang'er? Who is Senior Qingyun calling?"
Li Xi'er asked with a puzzled look.
Hearing this, Li Qing'er, who was already thoughtful, his eyes flashed slightly, and he covered sister Xi'er's mouth.
At this time, Wan Congfang glared at Li Xi'er fiercely. Although she seemed to hate Qingyun's warm eyes, she finally sighed secretly:
"For the sake of the two little girls missing you too, please come in and sit for a while."
After saying that, Wan Congfang's figure disappeared out of thin air.
And as she disappeared, everyone felt relieved, including Qingyun, who was also sweating coldly, saying carelessly in his heart, secretly saying:
"If there is no Zangfeng today, I'm afraid I'll have to explain it here. Wan Congfang has already mastered the sword intention. It's too scary."
Qingyun didn't know what the true nature of Wan Congfang's sword intention was, but the Linghan sword intention had tortured him for more than ten years, and Qingyun was all too familiar with this feeling.
But one thing he doesn't understand is that Wan Congfang's current true strength is completely unknown to him, and the pressure on him is far greater than that of Yun Yinghong and others. It is no lie that even one look can kill him.
But the two of them are similar in age, so how did she break through to the wind-controlling and even spirit-returning realms in such a short period of time?
PS: It will last forever~
