The woman was stunned for a moment. When Xie Huan's eyes swept over her body, it seemed as if everything had been glimpsed.
Her soul power is extremely strong, so her senses are extremely keen. She has never felt like this before.
Even those who are powerful in forming pills are only checking her depth and reality, but the casual glance of the man in front of her is like seeing through her, as if she is in front of him without any obstruction.
"What evil method?!"
The woman screamed in shame and anger, suddenly raised her hand, and a sword light burst out, and she slashed away in an instant.
Along with this sword light, a brilliant light flows around the woman, which is actually the sword intention.
She was Deng Zixuan, who was ordered to investigate Xie Huan. When she took action, she immediately thought that her mission was to investigate, not to kill people or cause trouble, so she immediately restrained herself a little.
Xie Huan smiled indifferently and pointed a little forward. The sword was also brilliant. There was no physical sword energy, but it burst out with the air-piercing sharpness and coercion of a sword, which directly shook Deng Zixuan's sword.
"Sword Intent!"
Deng Zixuan screamed, his face full of disbelief.
She prided herself on her extraordinary talent and devoted herself to the art of swordsmanship for decades. Only then after building the foundation did she reach the realm of swordsmanship.
The other party actually also has sword intention.
It seems that he is not inferior to himself.
She suddenly became more competitive.
He slowly pulled out a silver-white long sword from the void, as sharp as a mirror, with exquisite patterns flowing on it.
Deng Zixuan's movements were very slow, and his whole body merged with the momentum of the sword, flashing with blue luster, and the surrounding air surged with undulating ripples, like ocean waves.
Suddenly her hand moved slightly, and a stream of blue light spread out from the tip of the sword in all directions. The space seemed to be distorted for a moment. When it arrived in front of Xie Huan, the energy surged again, releasing a powerful impact, tearing everything apart. .
Xie Huan's eyes flashed slightly. It was pretty good to have this level of sword intent in this realm.
But in his eyes, it wasn't enough.
Xie Huan grasped it with five fingers, and green will-o'-wisps jumped out from his fingertips, and sparks spun out. He chuckled and said, "You are very good. As a reward for you, I will use this spark to give you a sword."
The Starfire Sword was handed forward.
The ghostly fire spread instantly, and the surrounding air suddenly became hot and bright.
There was a whistling and crackling sound from the sword, like a falling star.
"boom!"
Under the impact of two sword intents.
Deng Zixuan's sword power vibrated instantly and continued to disintegrate.
Her pupils suddenly dilated, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.
Across two layers of sword intent, she saw a faint smile on the other party's clear face, as if he didn't care about it, and it seemed that he was using the sword very casually.
It's like... giving guidance.
Is there a reward...?
She suddenly remembered what the other party had just said.
After this moment of distraction, she immediately came back to her senses, and her eyes became extremely determined. Even if the opponent's sword intention was stronger than hers, it would be impossible to win if his level was lower.
What's more, I still have - divine consciousness attack!
Deng Zixuan shouted sharply, pouring all her spiritual power into the sword, desperately resisting Xie Huan's powerful blow, and at the same time running the Yuhua Jing, there was a layer of invisible force in front of her eyes, which directly passed through the two layers of sword intent. .
Just when she thought Xie Huan was about to be defeated, her consciousness suddenly condensed, as if blocked by a layer of invisible energy.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
Then an overwhelming force surged back, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and the space in all directions seemed to be torn apart by this force.
"Sacred consciousness attack?!"
Deng Zixuan screamed in horror as if someone had strangled his neck.
Divine consciousness several times more powerful than hers rushed into the sea of consciousness, and she screamed, her seven holes bleeding, and she flew out.
Xie Huan held back his consciousness and sword intention.
He didn't want to kill anyone.
I have been practicing "Three Vehicles Realm of Consciousness" for a while, but I have never used a spiritual consciousness attack on anyone. I didn't expect it to be stronger than I expected.
The island area of Bobo Island indeed has a powerful bonus effect.
"If I don't play with you anymore, people will run away."
Xie Huan glanced at the monk who was possessed by the man in the ghost mask, and was about to disappear into the crowd. As soon as his figure flashed, he wanted to catch up.
Suddenly a sharp whistle came.
The sound waves almost condensed into reality. Xie Huan felt like he was wrapped in a blue dragon, and his eardrums hurt.
It was Long Jianxin who sensed the sword's intention and rushed to the roof. He saw Deng Zixuan falling to the ground bleeding with seven holes. In shock and anger, he hurriedly used the Dragon Song Technique.
A mouthful of turbid air rushed out.
Xie Huan's eyes darkened, a look of displeasure flashed across his face, a large amount of thunder and lightning poured into his palm, and he clenched his fist and waved it in the air.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The lightning exploded directly in the hand, turning into circles of thunder and surging out, forming a rhythmic rhythm.
Every beat is like beating on a drum, turning into thunder and falling down.
"Dong dong dong", Long Jianxin was so shocked that his energy and blood surged, and he couldn't spit out a breath. The green dragon's shadow shattered with a "bang".
His whole body spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was blown away by the sound of thunder.
"It took me a lot of time."
Xie Huan snorted coldly and disappeared with a flash of lightning all over his body.
"puff!--"
Long Jian's heart was filled with shock and anger, and he spurted out a large mouthful of blood. His breath dropped to the extreme, and he looked at the direction where Xie Huan disappeared, his eyes red.
In just half a quarter of an hour, the Dragon Song Technique that he was proud of was broken one after another.
It's like he's vulnerable.
An unprecedented sense of frustration came over me.
His face was dejected, even a little dazed, and he had deep doubts about himself.
If Deng Zixuan hadn't been there, I would have wanted to cry and yell to vent.
"Are you OK?"
Long Jianxin endured the negative emotions of internal injuries and frustration, and looked at Deng Zixuan, who was sitting on the ground not far away, with a pale face and bleeding from seven holes, and asked.
Deng Zixuan's chest rose and fell violently, and he stared at the direction where Xie Huan disappeared with a pair of sharp eyes. He still can't recover to this day.
She swallowed some pills and stumbled to her feet.
The body was not injured, but the consciousness was severely injured, the pain in the sea of consciousness was like a knife, and there was a look of pain on the face.
"I'm fine."
She glanced at Long Jianxin, and her mentality changed inexplicably.
Is this man covered in blood, disheveled, and in a state of embarrassment the fiancé he is going to marry?
She and Long Jianxin are the two prides of Bobo Island. In the eyes of the elders, other monks are always energetic and proud of the whole island. They have always grown up in good times and have never suffered such a setback.
Unexpectedly, these two arrogant people were so vulnerable.
What made Deng Zixuan even more confused was that the monk just now was not only in the middle stage of foundation building, but she also practiced the "Yuhua Sutra" and could directly see the bone age of the other person. That person would never be over fifty years old!
She didn't dare and didn't want to believe it.
This directly crushed her genius' arrogance and confidence to pieces again and again.
"It's okay. That person just now is at least a fake elixir expert."
Long Jianxin sat on the ground, thought for a moment and said.
Thinking this way, I feel much better.
Huh, fake elixir?
Deng Zixuan sneered inwardly.
"Zixuan, give it to me, give it to me today!
"Share the benefits of your "Yuhua Sutra" equally, and I will be able to rush into the fake elixir very quickly. Next time I meet this person, I will definitely take revenge!"
Long Jianxin regained his energy that had just been shattered, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He stared at Deng Zixuan with blazing eyes, wishing he could pounce on her now.
Deng Zixuan's delicate body trembled.
Looking at his dirty, embarrassed and downcast face, I felt a surge of disgust and rejection in my heart.
The marriage was a decision made by the two adults, and she didn't object to it too much.
After all, the only one on Bobo Island who is worthy of him is Long Jianxin.
But to be honest, she had always felt that Long Jianxin was not good enough for her, but there was no other choice, so she would just live with him as a species.
She also always believed that sooner or later she would combine with Long Jianxin and release the "Yuhua Jing" that she had worked so hard to create in parts.
Although there is some resistance in my heart, I can still accept this destined fate.
Just now...
She looked at the place where Xie Huan disappeared with shining eyes, recalling everything just now:
With a bone age of less than fifty, he seems to be able to crush the sonic attack that crushes his own sword intention and spiritual consciousness, as well as the Dragon Sword Heart, as if it's just for fun.
Her breathing was a little quick.
This is the man she wants to marry, this is the seed she desires.
Moreover, the other party's spiritual consciousness and soul power are far stronger than mine. If the "Yuhua Sutra" is run when they are combined, their souls blend and their soul powers are equally divided, then wouldn't you be better, and you can even directly break through to the fake elixir?
Deng Zixuan's eyes became hot and excited.
The pain caused by the trauma in the sea of consciousness has been reduced a lot.
"Zixuan, are you okay?"
Long Jianxin stood up, stepped forward and took Deng Zixuan's hand, with a face full of eagerness and flattery: "I can pass on the Dragon Song Jue to you now. In the future, the first child will also have your surname Deng. I will raise my father tomorrow." We will do a special job and let the scenery marry you."
Deng Zixuan immediately took out his hand and said lightly: "Let's wait until after the Phantom Soul Wave. It's impossible now."
There was a coldness in her voice.
If it hadn't been for what happened today, I wouldn't have known that your Long family's "Dragon Song Technique" turned out to be so rubbish.
What's the use of learning such rubbish magic?
A husband who can help his wife improve her strength is a good husband. What kind of garbage is this kind of jerk who is eager to gain benefits from his wife and share her soul power?
"But the phantom soul tide still needs..."
"It goes without saying."
Deng Zixuan coldly refused.
She didn't want to stay with this person for a second, and she didn't want to say a word more. She flew away in a flash.
"Bitch! Damn bitch!"
Long Jianxin's face was ashen, looking at the direction where Deng Zixuan disappeared, clenching his fists, and growled: "The arrogance you showed in front of me today, I will trample on you a hundred times in the future!"
…
Xie Huan didn't know that his casual blow had destroyed the couple's relationship.
He stared at the monk possessed by the ghost-masked monk and kept a certain distance to keep up.
The entire Cancer Hall was in chaos inside and outside. Those souls ate everyone they saw, and even rushed directly into the monks' bodies to control the monks to kill people.
The Long family's guards fought with those souls and quickly took control of the situation.
Xie Huan noticed several powerful auras shuttled through the void. They should be monks in the pill-forming realm, looking for the true form of the ghost-masked monk.
While staring at the possessed monk, he observed the surrounding situation. Firstly, he could estimate the level of the top combat power on Bobo Island. Secondly, he wanted to see if Mr. Fan showed up.
The possessed monk had an ordinary appearance, a peaceful face, and slightly sunken eyes. He followed the crowd, showing a panicked look, and walked further and further away, finally escaping the pursuit of the Long family.
Xie Huan followed him for a long time and came to a dilapidated ancient street.
The monk got into a shop, which was a general store in the world of cultivation, supplying all kinds of things.
(End of chapter)
