Qian Yunsheng watched with a gloomy expression as Qiao Songnian and others chased the claws that flew out. He heard Kong Yingying's disbelieving voice beside him: "You...who are you?"
Qian Yunsheng knew that although what happened just now happened in less than a few breaths, it was obviously enough to shake Kong Yingying's understanding. He had no choice but to turn around and smile bitterly: "I am an enshrinement of the City Lord's Mansion. Why don't Miss Zhao recognize me?"
Before Qian Yunsheng could finish his words, Kong Yingying let out a light scolding, and with one click of her palms, she slapped Qian Yunsheng all over her body. While filming, he said in a cold voice: "Now you still want to lie to me. Watch me take you down and go to the city lord's mansion for a confrontation!"
Kong Yingying's two moves were quick and urgent, although Qian Yunsheng was already trying his best to improve his skills while talking. But the two of them were really close because of the gambling they had just done.
So much so that when Kong Yingying took action, it was almost instantaneous.
What's more, Qian Yunsheng also used the rat weapon, and he didn't dare to use underhanded tactics such as exchanging injuries for injuries, which forced the opponent to have scruples.
Instead, because of Xuanyuan Yijue, he was afraid of hurting the beauty in front of him, and it would be even harder to explain to Xuanyuan Yijue when he turned around.
Therefore, he had no choice but to hold out the soul-capturing flag, and with a "peng" sound, he held Kong Yingying's fast and urgent palms.
"Okay, I also said that I'm not a member of the Demon Sect!"
Kong Yingying saw Qian Yunsheng's soul-catching flag and looked at the gloomy, dark and cold look on the flag's surface. Even the entire soul-capturing flag was full of ghostly energy, and it was unknown how many innocent souls were captured. I couldn't help but feel angry and anxious, and my face became even worse.
When she thought that she had been hanging out with such an insidious member of the Demon Sect for several days, and was tricked by him, she couldn't help but become even more angry and use her best tricks!
Her palms pressing on the soul-capturing flag trembled slightly in a way that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and two bright apricot-yellow streams of light immediately appeared.
The stream of light was held in the palm of her hand. Although it was not big, it was so colorful that it seemed like a living thing. Even if you observe carefully, you can still see that there are Dao characters as thin as mosquitoes in this stream of light, connected end to end, flowing endlessly.
These flowing words matched the trembling of Kong Yingying's palms, with a rather strange rhythm, like the breath of a life of its own. With a strong suction force, while sucking the Soul-Captivating Flag, it can also emit a spurt of powerful spiritual power from itself.
This spiritual power is like a thin layer of light, unaffected by the ghostly shadows on the soul-capturing flag. Like running water, he climbed up along the pole of the soul-capturing flag, and actually wanted to use the soul-capturing flag to hunt cattle across the mountain and attacked Qian Yunsheng's body.
"hiss...."
As the saying goes, an expert can tell if something is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.
Although Kong Yingying does not have rich experience in the world of martial arts, she is not sophisticated in people's ways. But as a true disciple of a top-notch sect like Taiwei Pavilion, as soon as she made a move, Qian Yunsheng, a casual cultivator who usually relied on himself to figure things out, felt great pressure.
You must know that with Qian Yunsheng's rich experience and many hidden methods, it is probably impossible for ordinary Nascent Soul monks to survive many moves under his hands.
But as soon as he came into contact with Kong Yingyingfu, he immediately felt great pressure.
What's even more tragic is that he can only defend but not attack, and suddenly there are many more constraints when making moves. In addition, the two sides were so close, and he was directly at a disadvantage in an instant.
At this moment, Qian Yunsheng felt that not only could he not be able to drive the Soul-Capturing Banner, but there was also a faint tendency that the Soul-Capturing Banner would be taken away by the other party's strange light. I couldn't help but feel my scalp numb, and at the same time I was secretly complaining.
You must know that this Soul Capturing Flag contains a large amount of his soul. If Kong Yingying takes it away like this, I am afraid that his strength as a ghost cultivator will be greatly reduced.
However, although Qian Yunsheng was complaining in his heart, he did not show it at all on his face. He only smiled and said loudly: "Your Excellency and I are friends, not enemies. Please don't be fooled." Fell into the thief’s scheme!”
Unexpectedly, his move backfired, and a stream of green energy emerged from Kong Yingying's neck. The green energy wavered uncertainly, like a blooming scroll.
The book opened layer by layer, like a blooming flower. Two pages turned into four pages, four pages turned into eight pages, and eight pages turned into sixteen pages. They flew up layer by layer, covering Kong Yingying tightly. Where could Qian Yun be born? The magical power of "conceiving people with evil words" gives you a chance to succeed!
When Kong Yingying saw that her "Wugou Ming Xin Pei" was passively activated by the opponent's destructive moves, her eyes became even more angry. She saw the spiritual energy gushing out from her hands and shouted more urgently: "What's wrong with you? When I take you down, you can explain it in detail!"
Qian Yunsheng also didn't expect that the other party had so many treasures on his body that he couldn't even use his magical power to "confuse people with evil words", and he couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed on his face.
He felt that the soul-capturing flag in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, like moving a mountain. There was already visible black smoke rising from the pole of the soul-capturing flag. Even as soon as the black smoke left the body of the Soul Capture Banner, it was immediately enveloped in the apricot-yellow spiritual light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
This made him even more anxious. He didn't know that the other party was already hurting the body of Soul Capture Banner. If he were to delay for just a moment longer, even if he could take back the Soul-Captivating Flag, he might be able to damage the magic weapon he had taken advantage of.
Therefore, he no longer hesitated and shouted loudly: "Help me with Wenxinzhu!"
Then he squeezed the magic formula suddenly with one hand, and waved the soul-catching flag in his hand with the other hand.
In an instant, countless souls poured out of the soul-capturing flag. Led by the souls of a dozen Nascent Souls, it was like a sharp-edged magic sword emerging from hell. With an awe-inspiring momentum, he suddenly plunged into the opponent's endless apricot aura.
"Bang!"
In fact, although the two people's fight seemed extremely intense, it actually only lasted a few short sentences.
And as Qian Yunsheng finally used his true ability, he tried his best to swoop down. Kong Yingying suddenly felt that her overwhelming aura just now was like running into a violent dragon, and it suddenly became difficult to enter.
Qian Yunsheng also secretly said this. It is said that he has the soul support of the Soul-Capturing Banner, and he should have shaken off his opponent with this swing with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, with a move, the other party's spiritual energy turned out to be extremely resilient, like layers of branches and vines. Even though his strength has long surpassed that of the other party, it seems extremely difficult to get rid of the other party immediately in his eagerness.
Is this the true strength of the disciples of the great sect?
Qian Yunsheng's heart sank slightly. He didn't expect that he had worked hard for so long and prepared so many trump cards. As a result, he randomly met a true disciple of a super first-class sect, and even after a hasty fight with him, he was able to survive!
Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Qian Yunsheng felt slightly depressed.
There was just a "boom" sound, like thunder. A burst of Buddhist chanting was like a sweet spring gushes out of thin air. A supremely wonderful sound rang out between the two of them.
