"Master Yun's nephew."
Zheng Rui called out urgently, and was about to step forward to pull her back when he saw her figure flashing, nimbly dodging the sword energy. He raised his hand, and a soft peach pink color passed across it, and he was gently and deftly holding it. The long sword of the female cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment opposite.
He was slightly surprised. It was in the middle stage of foundation building, but she caught it so lightly!
Thinking that Yunli had always been very strong, he felt relieved and said loudly: "Senior nephew Yun, well done, you really didn't embarrass my Taiyi Sect!"
Yunli turned around and smiled at him: "Uncle Zheng, you can defend yourself with peace of mind. Don't worry about me. I can handle this kind of tricks."
Zheng Rui saw her relaxed look and saw Lan Shu across from him with a slender figure and elegant appearance. He believed her argument about embroidering her fists and legs, and only told her, "Don't be careless."
After speaking, he stopped the monk in front of him and couldn't help but murmured, "The small sect is just messing around. It just piles up cultivation and doesn't pay attention to the foundation. It can't even be defeated during the Qi training period."
Hearing this, Lan Shu was almost furious. Did she not pay attention to her foundation? It was obvious that this barbarian was too strong.
In front of this barbarian, her cultivation seemed to be a joke, just like a child without any cultivation who could not shake the slightest bit against a powerful martial artist.
Yunli was even more happy. She didn't expect Zheng Rui's knife to be so severe.
Yunli raised his eyes slightly, looked at Lan Shu, and said through a message: "It's fate, your sword is called Mengchen, and my sword is called Zhanmeng. Who do you think is better?"
As she spoke, she flicked her wrist, picked up Lan Shu's long sword, and slashed at her fiercely. The strong force on the sword made Lan Shu stagger, and the sharp blade was already striking at her just as he stood still.
She quickly raised her sword to resist, and with a click, the cracks on Meng Chen's sword continued to spread.
Lan Shu's eyes were horrified. This was a heaven-level magic weapon, but it was easily destroyed by her knife.
She was panicking. Qian Shi had grown to this point. Now that Jing Shisan was gone, would she let her go?
Suppressing the sweetness in her throat, she raised her eyes pretending to be calm, but she saw Yunli smiling sweetly at her, and her voice rang out in the sea of consciousness: "Don't worry, you are the deputy pavilion master's daughter, how dare I kill you. "
Yunli shook her head as she swung the sword, frustrated. Lan Shu was too weak to test the power of the Dream Slayer. She didn't even dare to use her spiritual power. Otherwise, she would be chopped to death with one strike. How could she let it go? She took the blame for herself.
Lan Shu felt at ease, Qian Shi was not weak in strength, she had always known this, after all, she had killed several foundation-building monks she had sent.
But she didn't expect that she didn't have the slightest ability to teach. Her eyes fell on her sword. When did she add such a powerful magic weapon? Just now Qian Shi cut off her Mengchen Sword with just strength. Mengchen is a heavenly magic weapon!
Yunli was very torn. If she didn't beat her, she felt aggrieved. If she beat her, she would be worried and would kill her.
She glanced at Lan Shu, who had a ferocious face. No, she still had to beat her up. She would be unhappy if she didn't!
Yunli raised her wrist, and the Meng-Zhuang knife slid close to her cheek. Her speed was so fast that the two of them were not far away. Almost in an instant, the blade reached Lan Shu's cheek.
Lan Shu's whole body felt cold, her blood froze, and her voice was stuck in her neck. She wanted to move away, but the pink and peach color seemed to have magic power. When her eyes fell on it, she lost her soul for a moment, and fell into a trance. It's like falling into a soft dream.
After the warm pink color, a touch of silvery white split open the pink color and the dreamland. Lan Shu came back to his senses and liquid seeped down his face.
"you--"
She covered her face with her hands and looked at Yunli as if she wanted to eat someone.
Yunli was also slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the Dream-Slaying Knife could have a hallucinogenic effect, but the time was too short. If he could find a way to extend the hallucination time in the future, he would be fine.
Zheng Rui, who had been paying attention to this side, was completely relieved when he saw it. It seemed that he was really an embroidered pillow and was no match for Junior Nephew Yun. He stopped paying attention to this side and concentrated on fending off the enemy.
Yunli raised her eyebrows and sent a false message, "Forgive me, Miss Lan Shu, I am now a disciple of Taiyi Sect. You are a bad guy who wants to break in. You have to survive a few tricks under the eyes of so many people."
Lan Shu gritted her teeth, she was clearly seeking revenge!
Yunli grinned, raised his hand and slashed with another knife, diagonally downward along Lan Shu's shoulder. The bone was visible, and blood was pouring out.
Lan Shu quickly retreated, gasping in pain, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead. On the one hand, it was painful, and on the other hand, it was frightening. If the knife had been a little heavier, half of her shoulder would have been removed.
"Oh, why don't you resist! If you don't take action, it will be difficult for me to let go! Forget it, I don't need the knife anymore."
While transmitting the message, she observed the surroundings vigilantly. By the way, where is Jing Shisan? Isn't he Lan Shu's personal bodyguard?
Jing Shisan didn't find it, but he saw the girl in white who was close to Lan Shuduo walking towards Lin Xi quickly, but was stopped by the Taiyi Sect people. She waved to Lin Xi who was also protected behind her.
"Sister Lin Xi, it's me."
Lin Xichong nodded to the monk who was stopping the girl and said, "She is the granddaughter of the master of Xuanyu Sect. Let her come over."
Since Jing Shisan is not here, Lin Xi and the girl know each other again, and they will not be able to fight if it is too late.
Yunli immediately put away the dream-killing sword and rushed over like an arrow. She grabbed Lan Shu's wrist and squeezed it gently. Under the pain, Lan Shu subconsciously let go of the Mengchen Sword in his hand, and then Yunli slapped her hard towards him. Pulling, he pressed his knee against her abdomen, then hit her back hard with his elbow several times, and finally kicked Lan Shu flying far away.
"ah--"
Before the serious injury on his shoulder was dealt with, he was punched, kicked and thrown heavily by her. Lan Shu felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. The most important thing was that the other party did not use his spiritual power. This was a clear humiliation.
"Stop it!"
A fireball hit Yunli in the distance. Yunli easily avoided it with a spin. She looked towards the direction of the fireball.
The girl in white ran over, helped Lan Shu up, and said worriedly: "Sister Lan Shu, are you okay?"
There was a shocking deep scar on Lan Shu's cheek, and white bones could be seen on his shoulder. The bright red blood stained most of his clothes red. When he fell to the ground, sand stuck to him, and he looked miserable.
Lan Shu shook his head weakly, "I'm fine, go ahead, it's not safe here."
Seeing Lan Shu's situation clearly, the girl's eyes were on fire. If she hadn't been concerned about Yunli's identity as a disciple of Taiyi Sect, she would have started a fight with her.
She glared at Yunli fiercely, supported Lan Shu and quickly avoided the fighting between the monks around her, and went to the rear.
Yunli touched the tip of her nose and followed him. Fortunately, she guessed it and beat him first.
Looking at the two people in front of her, she almost laughed. At this point in time, and with the help of the relationship between the girl and Lin Xi, she could successfully infiltrate the elite disciples of the four major sects without having to fight like other people. , I’m afraid this suspicion will not rise in a straight line.
If arrangements were made to let people know that Lan Shu had been here six years ago, the biggest suspicion would be that she didn't run away.
However, the four major factions still let the four major factions slowly investigate what happened six years ago. If there are too many coincidences, it will be fake.
At this time, Su Xu and others also finished the meeting and came over. When they saw two strange girls standing next to Lin Xi, they couldn't help but frown: "Junior Sister Lin, who are these two?"
Lin Xi pursed her lips, pointed at the girl in white, and said, "This is Wen Xuelian, the granddaughter of the master of Xuanyu Sect and the daughter of the lord of Qingyao City."
Yunli curled her lips, she turned out to be Xu Linghui's cousin. Lin Xi was extremely unkind to Xu Linghui, but she had a good relationship with her cousin.
Wait, Qing Yaocheng, Wen Xuelian?
Her pupils shrank, Wen Xueruo seemed to have been born in Qingyao City, and their names were so similar.
The most important thing is that just now she felt that the girl in white's eyebrows looked vaguely familiar. Now that she thought about it, the forehead and eyebrows were very similar to Wen Xueruo, but the other parts were completely different.
Looking at Lan Shu, there is no doubt that this girl must be related to Wen Xueruo. Is this Lan Shu's intention to approach the girl and take the opportunity to investigate Wen Xueruo?
However, this investigation has taken more than six years, and the deputy pavilion master almost took root in Qingyao City. It should be said that Wen Xueluo's family background should have been found out long ago. Why does Lan Shu still want to get close to Wen Xuelian?
She suddenly remembered something. On the streets of Tianyun City, Xu Linghui said that Wen Xueruo was somewhat kind. At first, they thought she was looking for a way out for them. Now it seems that it should be true.
All the way to immortality
All the way to immortality
