Sizzle!
Thunder lines suddenly appeared in Zi Yang's palm, and he slapped the woman in the white dress behind him. She dropped Hua Yao's arm, leaned back, almost parallel to the ground, and slid backwards quickly.
After he slapped the air with one palm, he slapped the ground with one palm, and the thunder net that was as agile as a small snake began to spread around.
Pei Yuan stepped on Zi Yang's shoulder, jumped up high, and struck the woman in the white dress with a powerful fist mixed with lightning, but she turned around and easily dodged it.
The surrounding wind was fluttering, and everyone rushed towards Zhufeng. Two pairs of transparent pocket wings quietly gathered behind his feet. A breeze passed by everyone. The next moment, he was standing in front of the woman in the white dress, but the fist he waved was blocked by She caught it in her palm.
"What?!" Zhufeng's face changed in shock. He never thought that with the blessing of Phantom Sky Wings, his movements could be seen through by others, and his punches were easily stopped by the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress loosened her palm and pushed Zhufeng's fist into the air. The latter was instantly slapped away, and her entire arm was almost destroyed by her strong palm force.
Xuan Yi looked at the injured Huayao and said to Jia Juesheng and others: "You are here to protect her."
After saying that, he pulled out the broken sword from the scabbard, raised it above his head with both hands, and then a thick sword energy that was dozens of feet long fell from the sky and struck straight at the Tianling Gai of the woman in the white dress.
However, before the sword energy fell, it was already stationary above her head.
The woman in the white dress raised her left palm slightly, and an invisible force blocked the sword energy half a foot away from her.
Suddenly, he closed his palms, and the majestic sword energy was easily crushed by it. The broken sword in Xuan Yi's hand immediately shattered and turned into countless fragments, scattered in the bright moonlight.
Pei Yuan jumped up, stood upside down, and hit the woman in the white dress with his flashing palm.
Xuan Yi pulled out his broken sword and stabbed straight at him. The two attacks almost happened at the same time. The woman in the white dress raised her left palm high, blocking Pei Yuan's palm power from half a meter away.
She raised her right foot high and stepped on Xuan Yi's broken sword. To her surprise, three black figures holding broken swords came at them from three directions. She smashed two of them with her right palm, and the other two. A black shadow pierced her charming face.
She hurriedly turned her face to dodge, and the moment the black shadow passed by, she bit her lips lightly, and a string of blood beads flew out, revealing a slender blood mark on her jade-like skin.
The woman in the white dress had an angry look on her face. She lowered her right foot, and a fierce wave of energy surged out. The broken sword was shattered in an instant. The wave of energy hit Xuan Yi without stopping. He spurted out a blood arrow on his back and flew backwards.
Xuan Yi was defeated, and Pei Yuan didn't fare much better. She turned her left arm slightly, and Pei Yuan shrank his arm, and was sent flying by her.
Just when Xuan Yi and Pei Yuan were defeated one after another, Zi Yang lifted up the thunder net in the ground. After somersault, he was standing behind the woman in the white dress. The thunder net covered with thunder patterns trapped her.
What makes Zi Yang feel strange is that the thunder net that should have fallen only hung around her and did not hurt her at all.
The woman in the white dress had her back to him. There seemed to be an invisible barrier outside her body holding up the thunder net. With a flick of her jade finger, the thunder net suddenly disappeared.
When Jia Juesheng saw the thunder net disappearing, he shouted to Xuan Yi and others: "Lingyuan Stone! Who has the Spiritual Source Stone in their hands?! Hurry up and give me the Spiritual Source Stone in your hands!"
"Stop shouting. If we have the Spiritual Origin Stone in our hands, we won't be kicked out by others." Zhufeng drooped one arm and his face turned a bit pale.
"It's finally over." The woman in the white dress strolled towards Ziyang, ignoring the bleeding scars.
Xiao Hai just wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Jia Juesheng.
"Wait! Who said it's over?! This battle isn't over until I fall."
A loud and high-pitched voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention. They saw Gui San standing in front of the woman in the white dress with his arms folded in a domineering manner.
The woman in the white dress looked sideways and said disdainfully: "I'm in a good mood tonight. If you're sensible, it's better to lie down on the ground obediently."
Jia Juesheng and Gui San looked at each other. One on the left and the other on the right, the two rushed towards the woman in the white dress. She flicked her finger, and two water jets as big as fingers flew out and pierced their chests.
At this moment, Zi Yang, who was standing directly in front of the woman in the white dress, found the right opportunity and wanted to hit her charming face decisively when she attacked Jia Juesheng and Gui San.
Snapped!
The skirt of the woman in the white dress fluttered, and she grabbed Ziyang's wrist with a smile on her face. The latter only felt an unshakable power on her wrist.
She gently stroked Zi Yang's fair cheek with her other hand, and said with a sweet smile: "You want to beat the slave family?"
After saying that, without waiting for any reaction from Zi Yang, she reached out and grabbed Zi Yang's palm and placed it on her plump and swollen snow-white breasts.
After Zi Yang touched her tender snowy skin, he immediately retracted his fingers and moved his eyes elsewhere. He seemed a little unprepared for such a bold move by the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress said coquettishly: "Ouch! What's wrong? Didn't you just want to hit the slave? Now, the slave is standing here to beat you, why can't you do it?"
"Come on, come on, hurry up and beat me."
She squeezed Ziyang's palm and moved it left and right on her breasts. Ziyang raised his knee and bumped into her, but she stepped back with her foot.
"Uh huh!"
There was a dry cough from nowhere, and the woman in the white dress narrowed her beautiful eyes. She immediately put down Zi Yang's palm and looked at the dim surroundings with great vigilance.
Under the dim night, three black figures slowly walked towards them. Until the three of them walked in, Xuan Yi and the others showed joy on their faces.
The three people are Qi Long, Qi Liang and Fei Yingming, the leader of the Ghost Sect.
Fei Yingming walked in front, Qilong and Qiliang followed behind him.
Seeing that Xuan Yi and others were injured, brothers Qilong and Qiliang took out the elixirs and handed them to them in turn.
Fei Yingming faced the woman in the white dress and said calmly: "Practice is not easy. If you make one mistake, there will be no way back."
The woman in the white dress didn't bother with her. She gently touched Zi Yang's face with her delicate lips, and her figure disappeared into the night. The rich fragrance of lily still lingered.
Hua Yao saw his close contact with the woman in the white dress, and her delicate body trembled with anger. Zi Yang looked at her innocently, and quickly reached out to wipe away the bright red lip marks on his face.
Zhufeng said sadly: "Why...how come I don't have this life?"
After a battle, Ziyang not only was not injured, but also took advantage. Although Zhufeng felt aggrieved, there was nothing he could do about it.
"It's good to be alive if you have a life. What else do you want?" Xuan Yi glanced at him helplessly.
Pei Yuan agreed: "That's right. That woman didn't take your life, it's already a great luck."
Fei Yingming looked at Ziyang, then moved his eyes to Jia Juesheng and others, as if he was looking for something, but he was too embarrassed to ask questions.
After Qi Liang saw him, he walked to his side, pointed at Zi Yang, and whispered to him: "Master, that person in front is Zi Yang."
Fei Yingming nodded with great joy, walked towards Ziyang with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Yingming was a little late, so Ziyang was greatly... Oh no, Mr. Ziyang was frightened."
"I...I don't know you." Ziyang shook his head and looked at him in confusion.
"I am the leader of the Ghost Sect, Fei Yingming. It was I who sent Qi Liang and Qi Long to the Dou Shen Tower to invite you a few days ago." Fei Yingming has a humble attitude and does not show any airs about the sect leader.
Zi Yang was deeply confused and said: "Didn't you say that you will go to the Ghost Gate tomorrow? Why did you come in person today? By the way, why did you invite me to the Ghost Gate?"
Fei Yingming explained carefully: "Today Qiliang informed me of the whereabouts of the woman in the white dress, so I came here personally to protect the safety of Master Ziyang."
"The purpose of asking the young master to go to the ghost gate is to resolve the grievances between your family and mine. My rebellious son did not know what is right and bumped into the young master. I hope you can forgive me."
Ziyang didn't hesitate and said directly: "I don't blame him, I just want to get back the peach core bracelet that he took away. That bracelet is very important to me. I hope you can let him return it." Give me."
"Here's the bracelet, here's the bracelet, here it is." Fei Yingming presented the bracelet in front of him with trembling hands.
Zi Yang smiled and took the bracelet and put it on his left wrist again. He saw that Jia Juesheng and others were injured.
He looked at Fei Yingming and hesitated: "I...can I stay at your ghost gate for a few days?"
Fei Yingming was overjoyed and said: "Yes, yes, of course. I'm here specifically to invite you."
"I have no place to go, and all the Spirit Source Stones on me have been used up. I may have to stay in the Ghost Gate for a longer time. What do you think?" Zi Yang asked in a low voice.
"It's okay, it's okay. No matter how long you live in Guimen, you will be fine. I will never drive you away. You can rest assured about this." Fei Yingming said sincerely.
Fei Yingming turned around and shouted to Qiliang: "Qiliang, you and Qilong take Master Ziyang and his friends to the sect. I will go back and instruct my servants to prepare a banquet."
Qiliang glanced at the dark surroundings and said worriedly: "Master, if you leave, what if that woman comes again... Look."
"She will never dare to come again, you don't need to worry about this." After Fei Yingming finished his instructions, he turned around and smiled at Zi Yang, then walked away.
"That woman didn't do anything to you, right?" Qi Long came to Xuan Yi with a smirk on his face, his eyes aimed at his crotch.
Xuan Yi frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"
Pei Yuan, Zhufeng and the others were also deeply confused.
Qi Long chuckled and said: "Late that night, I saw the woman who injured you. She castrated a sword cultivator here for no reason."
Zhufeng curled his lips and said, "Is it true or false?"
Qi Long said seriously: "Don't believe it! When she was practicing sword castration, Qi Liang and I were not far away. We saw it with our own eyes. How can this be false? If you don't believe it, you can ask Qi Liang Good."
Qi Liang and Zi Yang happened to come over at this moment, and what Qi Long said to everyone was heard by the two of them.
"What are you asking? There's nothing to ask. Let's go quickly." Qiliang walked slowly towards the ghost gate, and he never touched the folding fan tucked into the jade belt.
Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Qilong stopped dwelling on the topic. He supported Xuan Yi, who was seriously injured, and followed Qi Liang, heading to the Ghost Gate with Ziyang and others.
