"Damn, you can't be so cruel!"
Although the young man's self-healing ability is strong, he did not dare to joke about the happiness of his lower body, and immediately stamped his feet and jumped forward.
But Yan Jiu seemed to have already predicted that Qingyun would make such a move. In the blink of an eye, she actually took out a dark gold whip out of thin air!
"Could it be a piece of ice and broken jade, one of the silent mourners?"
The young master felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
He is still very clear about the four killing moves in Ming Yu Bing's magic skill. When Xiao Luoyi was in the Thirty-three Realms, he used this move to kill more than ten people from the Divine Sword Sect at once. He still remembers the bloody scene. Still new.
Fortunately, although Yan Jiu's whole body has been exuding cold air, there are no signs of ice spiritual energy condensing around her body. The young master guesses that this may be related to her re-cultivation of San Gong.
Just as Qingyun leapt up, Yan Jiu also drew out his whip. The long whip was like a spiritual snake spitting out a message, winding and shooting straight towards his feet.
Yan Jiu's black long whip was too fast, far exceeding the speed of Qingyun's leap. The young master accidentally got his left foot entangled with the long whip. Yan Jiu exerted a little force from below, and he fell from the air.
"It's really difficult."
The ancient sword Zangfeng burst out of the body with bright red blood. After being held by Qingyun, he used the starting position of the Fantasy Sword of the Heavens, which was also the only defensive move in this set of ancient sword techniques.
"Sister Jiu'er, please tell me what Qingyun has done to offend you. Why are you so aggressive!"
Yan Jiu's whipping skills were different from Alian's fierceness, and also different from Xiao Luoyi's swiftness back then. Almost all of her tricks were extremely destructive.
The top of the head, throat, armpits, crotch, including the wrists and ankles, these places where people are easily injured and lose their fighting ability are all the focus of the long whip attack.
If it weren't for the miraculous starting position of the Magic Sword of the Heavens, which could always deal with it in seemingly unprepared situations, thus greatly consuming Yan Jiu's spiritual power, otherwise I would probably have to follow my second brother sooner or later today. A grand farewell and rebirth.
"Sister Jiu'er, you are talking!"
Holding the Tibetan Feng, Qingyun kept shouting at Yan Jiu while dealing with the whip shadow.
The opponent's strength is too strong. If it is not very likely that he has re-cultivated his skills, he would not have been able to last for such a long time today.
At this time, there was no trace of frivolity or provocation on Yan Jiu's face. She was originally wearing heavy makeup, but now she looked like a jade-faced Rakshasa from the abyss of hell, with only Qingyun's determination to kill in her eyes.
It seems that once she enters this fighting state, she will put aside all distracting thoughts and will not give up until she achieves her goal.
"Damn, do you really want to be hard?"
Although Zhijing Cave Heaven prohibits its disciples from fighting life and death for no reason, those who sit still and wait for death must be stupid.
Yan Jiu and Xiao Luo had always been related, but now this crazy woman wanted to kill him without saying a word. Qingyun didn't want to see the King of Hell for no reason.
Finally, as the two of them were chasing and dealing with each other, Qingyun saw the right opportunity and used his hidden edge to pull out a circle of gorgeous sword flowers, then quietly put his left hand behind his back.
At the same time, Yan Jiu also let go of the dark gold whip, and then quickly formed seals with his hands. The black gold whip immediately transformed into a giant python several feet long, and rushed towards Qingyun crazily with its bloody mouth open.
"These Yuan Hua realm monks from these sects are really powerful. The magic they use can transform treasures into shapes at every turn. Young Master, I'm not even proficient in using spiritual power to transform into shapes."
After the giant python collided with Zangfeng, Qingyun sighed in his heart.
Due to the collision, the whip-shaped giant python exploded into countless pitch-black scales, but Qingyun's sword net also stagnated very obviously.
This is the moment Yan Jiu has been waiting for!
Without saying a word, she once again used her spiritual power to transform into seven or eight spiritual snakes. After bypassing Qingyun's sword net, she still fiercely attacked its weak spots!
"be cheated!"
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. After cutting off several spirit snakes that were attacking his lower body, Qingyun allowed other spirit snakes to penetrate other vital parts of his body. However, he also took advantage of Yan Jiu's eagerness for quick success and fired a shot he had planned. The long-lasting Luo Yun sword glow!
The power of the light red spirit blade was limited, but it was superior in speed. The spirit blade and Yan Jiu were walking towards each other. In less than half a blink of an eye, Luo Yun's sword light was already close to her eyebrows!
The flash of lightning made Yan Jiulian unable to even think about fear, and it was too late for his body to avoid it.
When the two armies are facing each other, the first priority is momentum. When two people fight, the first priority is mentality. Once the mentality is messed up, everything will be chaotic!
Although he was proficient in the art of breath concentration and assassination, and even had a lot of combat experience, when faced with a life and death situation that was just a hair away, Yan Jiu chose the instinct of survival.
Qingyun could clearly see that her pupils, which had become dark after entering the battle, instantly regained their luster, and then Yan Jiu planned to raise his head to avoid the murder.
But at this moment, she was surprised to find that there was an aura that she was very familiar with on the lightly blood-colored spirit blade.
And the kid in front of him had no intention of taking her life. When the shot hit her eyebrows less than half an inch, the spirit blade flew upwards, only cutting off a few hairs in front of her bangs.
"You are cruel!"
These were the two big characters that Yan Jiu, with wide-eyed eyes, fell to the ground and frowned after being pointed at by Qingyun.
"Give me a reason not to kill you."
The young master said coldly.
Except for that area, there were wounds all over his body. Although it was not serious, it was extremely painful, which made him feel very bad.
Yan Jiu tilted her head and remained silent, but after a moment she turned her head back and asked angrily:
"Why is there Miss Xiao's aura on your spiritual blade!"
"Mei Xiao? Eldest sister?"
Upon hearing the familiar word "Xiao Mei", Qingyun immediately realized that Yan Jiu's life experience must be very different from what he had guessed before.
"What eldest sister? Tell me quickly! Why do you have the aura of Sister Xiao on you!"
Taking a deep breath, Qingyun suppressed the rising anger and murderous intent, tried hard to remain calm and peaceful, and said softly:
"Sister Jiu'er, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."
After saying that, Qingyun first put away his Zangfeng to show his sincerity, but Yan Jiu didn't buy it. He jumped up and was several feet away from him. He straightened his whip again and seemed to want to fight with him.
Seeing this, the young master had no choice but to call out the light red Luo Yunyun sword light again, and then held the jumping little guy flat in the palm of his hand.
"That's it, say! Why!"
"Sister Jiu'er, is the Xiao sister you call Xiao Luoyi?"
"Exactly!"
Every time he thinks of his eldest sister's name, Qingyun will feel a heart-wrenching pain, but perhaps it is this pain that prevents him from falling into the devil step by step.
"Have you dispelled Mingyu Bingqing's magical power?"
"You...how do you know!?"
Hearing these words, Yan Jiu's heart was shaken and he could hardly hold the black gold whip in his hand.
"But eldest sister told you... the secret of this so-called magical skill?"
"Eldest sister? You mean Xiao sister?"
"Um."
Qingyun stared at the agile Luo Yun sword light and let out a light hum.
"Who the hell are you?!"
Speaking of this, Yan Jiu no longer took the initiative to attack Qingyun, because she found that this handsome boy was full of sadness and loneliness. Even if she directly hit the opponent's heart with a whip, Qingyun might not fight back.
"I am Qingyun. My eldest sister and I met on Wuhua Mountain in the outskirts of Yaoguang City. I wonder if she has told you."
"Wuhuashan?! She said that! She..."
At this point, Yan Jiu suddenly paused and seemed to realize something was wrong.
"You...are you and Sister Xiao..."
"We met again in the Thirty-three Realms, and we promised each other for life. However, in the final battle, I was attacked by gangsters. In order to save me, the eldest sister..."
"What!"
As he spoke, Qingyun's eyes turned red. Even though he lowered his head, Yan Jiu could still see drops of tears splashing on his feet.
Seeing that the other party didn't seem to believe it, Qingyun had no choice but to open his mouth and spit out the small half piece of Mingyu ice that had been warmed in his Dantian.
"Mingyu borneol! This is Xiao Mei's mingyu borneol!"
"Well, I have been protecting her in my body since I escaped from the Thirty-three Realms, nourishing her with the soul-regenerating soul power. I also found a way to resurrect my eldest sister, just wait..."
Before Qingyun could finish speaking, Yan Jiu sat down again and started crying loudly. He was talking about Xiao Mei and Xiao Mei while cursing Jiang Liuer's name.
"Senior Brother Jiang? What's wrong with Senior Brother Jiang?"
"This damn bastard, he lied to me!"
"Senior Brother Jiang lied to you? What did he lie to you about?"
Qingyun quickly came to Yan Jiu's side, and just as he was about to help her up, the charming woman suddenly slapped the young man in the face and said angrily:
"It's all you! Otherwise, Sister Xiao wouldn't have died!"
Regarding this, Qingyun couldn't feel any anger at all, because he knew that what Yan Jiu said was true.
But just as he was about to speak, Yan Jiu slapped her again, but this time, she stopped in mid-air. It was so similar to the reunion with Alian.
"Why don't you hide!"
"You and eldest sister should be good friends. It doesn't matter if I give you a few blows to calm down."
Seeing Qingyun covered in blood being attacked by the spirit snake he released, Yan Jiu's tears that he had been holding back burst out again for some unknown reason, and he burst into tears.
Qingyun didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to squat down silently to accompany her.
After crying for a while, Yan Jiu stopped sobbing. She first stood up slowly, holding Qingyun's shoulders, and then breathed a long sigh of relief before saying:
"Hey, Jiang Liu'er told me that Xiao Mei was killed by a young man named Qingyun. I also heard Xiao Mei talk about her encounter with you. At that time, I thought you were enemies based on your tone. Now I know that you are actually It’s about enemies.”
Qingyun didn't know what the eldest sister had said to Yan Jiu, so he had to help her move forward while slowly chatting with him.
"Are you okay Qingyun?"
"I'm fine, just minor injuries. What about you, Sister Jiu'er?"
"I just fell down, what else can I do? Fortunately, I was merciful just now, otherwise your two little lovers would have been widowed! Humph!"
Qingyun smiled silently.
"What exactly does Xiao sister like about you, a playboy? Or are you born with a rare physique that attracts bees and butterflies? How come you are surrounded by all the stunning beauties who are not inferior to her?"
He didn't know how to answer the question, so he kept scratching his head.
