The fight that was originally one-sided suddenly changed due to Shui Canglan's intrusion.
If the young master of the Shui Jian Sect faced off against the heir of the Feng Family Fort, Shui Canglan knew that this was the best opportunity for him to conquer the He Family Fort. Look, the ancestor of the He Family was already old and did not have many days left. He Kui, the current incumbent The head of the family is too shrewd. On the other hand, He Ji is the best choice for Rushui Sword Sect.
Shui Canglan had made up his mind. Once things were over, he would return to his sect and report to his father. He would use the power of the Ru Shui Sword Sect to support He Ji to replace He Kui as the head of the He family. In this way, the Ru Shui Sword Sect would become a great leader. Of course, Shui Canglan didn't know the inside story of Hejiabao, so he only relied on his own inferences and what he thought was a good plan.
Holding the water-like sword in his hand, Shui Canglan's feet moved slightly, and he was approaching the woman. The sword's light was like water, the sword energy was like waves, and the water-like sword's intention was soft yet strong, brushing towards the woman.
The woman's face was covered with black gauze, and her expression could not be seen, but her eyes were different from those of He Ji just now. When she saw the light of the sword flashing like water, there was a hint of fear in her eyes. He came out and fired towards the attacking young master.
The sword flashed, and the broken shadow of the hairpin fell. The water-like sword seemed soft, but the sword was powerful. The woman used the golden hairpin in her hand as a hidden weapon to test her opponent. She found that the long sword in the young man's hand had the sinister energy of a needle hidden in the silk, and she was thinking about how to win. At that moment, he saw the young master coming with a sword, but he didn't seem to take him seriously.
The woman sneered in her heart, facing the enemy in battle, she was most afraid of reckless behavior, so she jumped back to avoid his sharp edge. At the same time, the woman's hair suddenly swelled like a waterfall, forming a shield, protecting her in front of her.
The water-like sword energy was rippled. When the woman stepped back, the green hair formed a shield for a moment, and was already caressing the green hair. Shui Canglan thought that with the water-like sword, he could easily break through the obstacles in front of him, but unexpectedly, the water-like sword slashed through the green hair. On the sword, the green silk shield was not damaged at all. Instead, a strong force was transmitted along the Rushui Sword to Shui Canglan's arm, almost knocking the sword away from his hand.
Shui Canglan hurriedly turned over in the air, taking advantage of the situation to use up the force of the counter-shock, and settled down, using his arm to support the body of the water-like sword, to stop the trembling of the long sword in his hand. His eyes no longer had the arrogant look of Shicai. He originally thought that He Ji His defeat at the hands of the woman was due to his lack of martial arts. After the blow he had just exchanged with the woman, Shui Canglan realized that this woman was not an easy person to deal with. What he was holding in his hand was a famous martial arts soldier, and he actually connected with the woman's body. Even the strands of hair can't be chopped off. This woman's technique is really weird.
While Shui Canglan was still shocked by the woman's skills, the woman had already risen from the ground and counterattacked.
The green hair is like a waterfall, the snow is overturning, and the palms follow the green hair.
The sword moves have no shadow, the body shape is in, and the sword palms overlap and create countless shadows.
The woman used her palms to face Shui Canglan's water-like sword without falling behind, and even showed a faint suppressive force. The shadow of her slender palms had firmly controlled Shui Canglan in the wind.
A palm struck her face, and Shui Canglan raised his sword to block it. The light flashed like a water sword. The woman's palm touched the center of the light, as if it hit the surface of the water. The water rippled, and a reverse force was reflected from the center of the ripple. Shocked, the woman frowned, turned around and jumped away, dispelling the force of the shock.
When turning around, the black hair was like a python pouncing on its prey, and it was quickly entangled towards Shui Canglan. When Shui Canglan first entered this place, he had seen He Jixia, who was entangled in this black hair, and knew very well how powerful this woman's hair was. Dare to take it, but seeing Qingsi coming, it was too late to dodge, so I could only raise my sword to block.
The green silk threads were like a python, tightly twisting the Like Water Sword. Shui Canglan heard the sword body being strangled tightly by the green threads, making a harsh sound. Shui Canglan raised his sword and stirred it up, trying to use the Like Water Sword. With the force of stirring, he broke free from the shackles of the woman's black hair, but it was better not to stir. The more the green silk struggled like a real python, the tighter it became.
Moreover, the black hair not only entangled the Ru Shui sword, but also continued to climb up the sword and towards his arm. For Shui Canglan, the only way out was to abandon the sword if he did not want to be entangled in the black hair.
However, Shui Canglan didn't want to do this, so he freed up his left palm and shot it from a distance towards where the woman was standing. Immediately, the shadows of the middle palm were flying. The Qiu Shui Palm was different from the previous attack against the young man in green shirt. , but it is better to strike first. Wherever the wind passes by the palm, the crystal snowflakes flying in the sky are swept away, and these snowflakes are actually condensed into the shape of the palm.
Seeing that the young master's sword skills were not weak, the woman originally wanted to use her black hair to entangle her opponent and force him to abandon his sword. Unexpectedly, the opponent not only did not abandon his sword, but instead used his black hair to counter her. The palm techniques came at the same time, and the wind and snow formed in his palm. , it was in front of him in an instant.
The woman raised her palms to meet the enemy, and used both palms to block the blow that was shaped like ice and snow. The young man's palm skills were as good as his sword skills. This palm made the woman retreat quickly and entangled Shui Cang. The black hair on the long sword in Lan's hand also receded.
With a light touch in his hand, Shui Canglan saw that the green hair that bound the long sword in his hand was gone. He was overjoyed and pursued after gaining the upper hand. The long sword broke through the air, and the afterimages were flying, like a plum blossom blooming in winter, with petals blooming.
The green silk threads were flying in the shape of cold gleams of sharp weapons, intertwined with the shadow of the sword. Suddenly, the sound of gold weapons colliding and overlapping could be heard. The figures of the two people were constantly changing and interlacing in the air. The green silk threads, sword shadows, palm wind, and true energy were also Change with the move.
Even though Ru Shui Sword is a famous weapon in the world, it is difficult to hurt the woman at all. The longer the fight lasts, Shui Canglan gradually feels pressure in his heart, and he can only keep waving the long sword in his hand, trying to catch the woman's flashing figure.
Just when Shui Canglan was still thinking about how to capture the woman, in the blink of an eye, the woman had already changed her moves. She, who was still dodging her palm and sword moves, looked at her neutral position and suddenly shot out her palm, temporarily retreating Shui Canglan, and then He didn't pursue him, but lightly twisted his fingertips to slightly break his black hair.
The woman used her palms to attack, leaving Shui Canglan no time to pay attention to the slowly falling black hair. When Shui Canglan retreated to the stone altar in the field, the woman suddenly retreated, raised her two fingers, and said in her mouth: "bundle."
General Shui Canglan felt that something was wrong. Although this woman was attacking, she was not ruthless in her attacks. She was just forcing herself to retreat, as if she wanted to force herself to where she wanted to go. When she realized , Shui Canglan wanted to escape from this place, but it was too late. He saw countless black hairs suddenly shooting out of the ground, and in just a breath, they had already climbed up his legs.
Thinking of the scene where He Ji was trapped by the black hair, Shui Canglan couldn't help but feel confused. He slashed with his sword, completely forgetting that he couldn't break the black hair even if he stirred the sword just now.
As Qingsi locked her opponent, the woman's raised fingers stretched forward and turned into claws. As the woman's delicate palms tightened, the Qingsi wrapped around Shui Canglan's legs became tighter and tighter.
In pain, Shui Canglan screamed loudly. He Ji, who was adjusting his breath and recuperating in the formation, saw this and hurriedly stepped forward. It was not because he was grateful for Shui Canglan's rescue, but because he knew that if Shui Canglan was like Death, the next person this woman has to deal with is herself, so why not take this opportunity and join forces to attack together, maybe there is a chance of victory.
Looking at Shui Canglan's twisted and roaring look, the woman's fingers contracted, and the black hair tightened with her fingers. Seeing that the black hair had cut through her clothes and was deeply embedded in her flesh, blood slowly flowed down the green hair, Shui Canglan was already looking crazy, raising his sword to chop at the black hair sticking out from the ground.
Seeing that the woman's back was turned to him, He Ji used his Qi Luck Skill, stepped lightly, raised his gun and walked slowly until he was about ten feet behind the woman. He rose up and stabbed the woman in the back.
Seeing that the short spear in his hand was about to pierce the woman's back, He Ji, who thought he had succeeded, grinned ferociously, completely forgetting how he had been defeated by the woman with green hair just now.
The woman did not look back, her eyes slightly moved back, and she spotted He Ji who was sneaking up on him. She used her left hand to move her palm behind her, and saw several green threads coming out of the snow from the ground, instantly entangling He Ji who jumped in the air.
He Ji saw that the short gun in his hand was only an inch away from the woman's back and heart, but these black hairs were tightly wrapped around his body, making it difficult for the short gun to get even an inch closer.
"Just like back then, you guys named He are still acting like this."
The woman spoke coldly, and moved her left hand slightly. Countless black hairs protruded from the snow on the ground. She moved He Ji, who could no longer move, to Shui Canglan's side. As the woman clasped her palms together, the black hairs trapping the two of them became thicker. Just now, it was only The black hair wrapped around Shui Canglan's legs instantly clung to her.
Shui Canglan could still swing the water sword just now, but now Qingsi locked his arms and strangled him around his neck. Shui Canglan had already lost his sense of proportion. He saw that He Ji was just like him, like a prey caught in a spider web, unable to move and could only Left to his own devices, the young master of Rushui Sword Sect actually started to beg.
"Girl, I am Shui Canglan, the young master of the Rushui Sword Sect. I entered the girl's place by mistake this time. I did not intend to provoke you. I hope that the girl can be noble and let me go."
The woman was staring at He Ji, but when she heard Shui Canglan speak, she turned to look at him with interest.
The Shui Canglan woman seemed to be moved by her own words. She didn't care about her face, so she spoke repeatedly: "If you can show your dignity, young lady, I will leave right now and never come back again."
He Ji on the side heard Shui Canglan's pitiful look begging for a living, and just as he was about to scold him, several black hairs rose from his neck, strangling He Ji's mouth, and He Ji could only say "Woo!" intermittent sound.
Seeing this, Shui Canglan felt that his chances of escape were greatly increased. He no longer cared about his identity and continued to beg for mercy with a shy face: "Girl, if you can let me go..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that the black hair on his neck was tightly trapping his mouth just like it did to He Ji just now. He looked at the woman again and saw only her mocking eyes. Only then did Shui Canglan wake up. This woman He was just teasing himself. Thinking of this, despair appeared in Shui Canglan's eyes.
Thinking of the tragic death of her family, the woman's eyes gradually became fierce. She clasped her hands together and spread them slightly, pointing her palms towards the green silk locking the necks of He Ji and Shui Canglan.
The black hair tightened instantly, and the blue veins on Shui and He's foreheads were suddenly tightened by the gradually tightening green hair. After a few breaths, the two of them were already mouthing out, rolling their eyes.
The two women were about to suffocate to death. Their fingertips were slightly loosened, and the black hair that was strangling their necks suddenly loosened. He and Shui, who had a chance to breathe, took a big breath, but before they could take a few breaths, The black hair on the neck tightens again...
Repeatedly several times, the two of them were tortured between suffocation and breathing. They were in agony. Shui Canglan had long lost the arrogance of the famous disciple. His mouth was trapped by black hair and he could not speak. He could only look at the woman with pleading eyes. , wanting the woman to kill him earlier, this kind of torture has already made him collapse.
He Ji's performance was beyond the woman's expectations. Repeated torture did not make his eyes show despair. As long as the black hair around his neck was slightly loosened, He Ji's eyes showed fierceness and he stared at the woman.
The woman was not frightened by He Ji's ferocity. On the contrary, she enjoyed the pleasure of torturing her enemy, and still controlled her hair...
After a cup of tea, perhaps the torture was enough. Murderous intent emerged in the woman's eyes, and she was ready to end the lives of these two people. At this moment, she could only hear a few noisy voices behind her, accompanied by the sound of rapid footsteps, coming from the eight formations of Shimen. Came from the door...
Some people died, but not completely...
