Although Yang Chan is not popular in the Yin Nu Cult, no one dares to look down upon her. Her cultivation and strength are so great that even her fellow disciples are afraid of her.
Yang Chan's charm skills are not only useful for male cultivators, but also for female cultivators.
Although Pang Li's cultivation level is not low, there is still a big gap compared with Yang Chan. Even in Su Chengling's view, Pang Li can't even make a single move in Yang Chan's hands.
Pang Li asked to play, which was beyond Su Chengling's expectation.
Pang Li nodded and said firmly: "Master, this disciple started at the same time as Senior Sister Leng. Seeing Senior Sister Leng being harmed by the demon girl, this disciple really can't swallow this breath."
"You want to avenge Liu Liu?"
"It's not about revenge. I know that I am no match for that demon girl, but I have to try even if I don't succeed. This conference is a great opportunity. Even if she can easily defeat me, she won't be so harsh on the disciple on this occasion."
The Mingyue Heart Conference has begun. Yang Chan is already standing in the field, waiting for her opponent. However, the disciples under He Shuang's sect have not made any move. If it continues, I am afraid that this once-in-a-decade event of the Yinnu Sect will be ruined. for a joke.
At this time, it is difficult to calculate the gains and losses, let alone the reasons.
Su Chengling nodded in agreement and said: "Go ahead, do what you can, don't force it."
Pang Li bowed slightly, jumped up and stood in front of Yang Chan.
"Senior Sister Yang, please give me some advice."
Yang Chan was a little surprised, looked at Pang Li playfully, and said, "Junior Sister Pang, do you want to challenge me?"
Pang Li smiled slightly, charmingly, and said, "Sister, please be merciful."
Pang Li was practicing the Art of Returning a Beautiful Girl to the Dust, and her behavior was all flirtatious. Her cultivation level was not low, and most male cultivators would be easily fascinated by her. But at this moment, standing in front of Yang Chan, her charm was greatly reduced. Even if you perform the technique deliberately, it will be difficult to attract the attention of the audience present.
Yang Chan stood there motionless and did not need to do anything deliberately. He attracted everyone's attention with his movements, making Pang Li unable to display any of his Taoism.
Although she had expected this, when it was confirmed in front of so many people, Pang Li still felt sad.
It is not unreasonable for all the disciples of the Yinnu Sect to reject Yang Chan, because they feel very powerless in front of Yang Chan. No matter how hard they practice, it is useless. They cannot accept this and are unwilling to be with Yang Chan. .
Yang Chan smiled.
That smile was comfortable and joyful, and the expression unfolded, and a warm and soft feeling came from the bottom of her heart, which made Pang Li's hidden dissatisfaction and resentment disappear by half.
Shocked by this, Pang Li gritted her teeth and showed a hint of anger uncontrollably.
With a flip of his wrist, a willow-leaf sword was held in his hand and stabbed towards Yang Chan with a cold light.
Yang Chan did not use weapons, but danced on the spot with graceful posture.
Her dancing posture was soft and graceful, her momentum dispersed with the wind, her long hair fluttering like a ribbon, her lotus steps moved lightly, making every sword thrust by Pang Li miss.
No matter how Pang Li displayed her exquisite swordsmanship, no matter how hard she swung her sword at Yang Chan, she still couldn't figure out Yang Chan's movement skills.
What made Pang Li even more unacceptable was that she recognized that what Yang Chan was performing at this time was the body and dance movements in the Yan Nu Gui Chen Jue. It was obviously a technique she was proficient in, but it made her unable to figure it out. Can't even understand.
Pang Li's heart became more and more impetuous. She gave a sweet shout and switched from stabbing to sweeping, and her swordsmanship suddenly became messy.
Perhaps because the swordsmanship suddenly became chaotic and unpredictable, a strand of Yang Chan's long hair fell in the wind, and she cut off a strand of Yang Chan's long hair without her realizing it.
With a tap of her toes, Yang Chan quickly retreated and distanced herself from Pang Li.
Pang Li stopped, looked at the strand of long hair on the ground, smiled slightly, and said, "Sister Yang, why don't you show your weapon?"
Yang Chan also smiled and said, "Don't you want me to be merciful?"
"Then little sister, thank you very much, senior sister!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Pang Li stabbed Yang Chan again.
Gu Ting and Yang Chan retreated, keeping the distance from Pang Li, and said with a smile: "Junior sister is really impatient. This is the first show. There is no need to be anxious. There are so many spectators. We should perform well, otherwise we will really Let Master Su’s arrangements be in vain.”
Pang Li gritted her teeth and chased after Yang Chan desperately, trying to close the distance with Yang Chan. She did not forget to reply: "If the little sister is lucky enough to win against the senior sister, the master will be proud, and her hard work will naturally not be in vain."
"Want to beat me?"
The left foot touched the ground, the ankle swung slightly, and the bell on the left foot rang.
The crisp sound sounded, causing Pang Li to pause slightly in her sword swing. She was facing Yang Chan at this moment, looking at that alluring face, her heart was slightly moved.
Pang Li said unconsciously: "Win? That's not enough. It's best to let me kill you."
Yang Chan was slightly surprised and chuckled: "Junior sister hates me so much?"
"Hate?" Pang Li gritted her teeth and was shocked to realize that she had accidentally revealed the truth. Knowing that she was under Yang Chan's charm and unable to restrain herself, she couldn't help but become even more angry and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense, you are so cruel to Senior Sister Leng." , I will give you an advantage by killing you, I must say this for Senior Sister Leng!"
"Junior sister Pang..."
Hearing Pang Li's words, Leng Liuliu in the audience felt grateful. He originally thought that after she lost her appearance, the sisters in the sect would no longer be friends with her, but she didn't expect that Pang Li still had this kind of heart for her.
This is enough! This is enough.
"Is that true?"
Yang Chan's voice spread at this time, and the voice easily penetrated into Leng Liuliu's heart, making her involuntarily doubt Pang Li's words.
"Junior sister, are you really doing it for me? Although she has a good relationship with me, can she really do this for me? She knows she is outmatched, but she still fights with that demon girl? What good does this do to her? Just to help me Taking it out?"
Together with these doubtful thoughts, Leng Liuliu couldn't help but become more suspicious of Pang Li's intentions.
She has lost all her cultivation at this time, so she is naturally more susceptible to the influence of Yang Chan's technique. She is completely led by the voice. Even if Yang Chan does not cast a spell on her, the aftermath of this technique alone has already made Leng Liu Liu couldn't stand it.
"Witch, are you still trying to sow discord at this time?" Pang Li stabbed the air with her sword, becoming even more irritated and angry, "Can you just hide?"
"Junior sister, you are very smart." Yang Chan continued to keep a distance from Pang Li. Facing an opponent whose cultivation was far weaker than hers, she was rarely full of vigilance. "The skills of our Yinnu sect are not suitable for fighting." You are good at it, but you are far inferior to me in terms of skills, so you adopt a close combat strategy from the beginning, which will indeed give you a greater chance of winning."
Pang Li moved faster and seemed more eager. It seemed that Yang Chan was right, making her a little impatient.
"Are you so smart that you would fight me just for that reason? That will do you no good at all."
"You think everyone is like you?"
"On the contrary." Yang Chan said with a serious face, "There are very few people who can do this kind of thing, and I am one of them. For the people who are important to me, I will never do anything too much, but I know very well that you are not You are not such a person."
As Yang Chan danced gracefully, cleverly avoiding Pang Li's attacks and keeping a distance from her to avoid being accidentally injured by her chaotic and unorganized swordsmanship, a white mist slowly appeared in the field, from thin to thick, filling the air. In the field.
Water vapor condensed in the air, and small mirrors condensed and rose.
The Secret of the Charming Girl in the Mirror!
Pang Li's heart was slightly shaken, and a sword quickly stabbed out, smashing the small mirror condensed from water vapor.
But the mirror did not disappear after being stabbed to pieces. Instead, it condensed into smaller mirrors, and there were more of them. Pang Li couldn't stab them all no matter how hard she stabbed them.
Those tiny mirrors collided together during the ascent and merged into a larger mirror, which looked more complete and clearer. There was a huge figure in the mirror.
There are mirrors in all directions, and Pang Li's figure is in them. In front of Pang Li, Yang Chan's trace is lost.
"Come out! Witch! Use such despicable methods! Don't you dare to face me to decide the outcome?"
"Junior sister, if you want to decide the winner face to face with me, you must first be honest with yourself. If you are not honest with yourself, you will not be able to defeat me no matter how you face me face to face."
