She took out a few spirit-boosting pills and drank them, then cupped her hands to Song Yin, who had blood at the corner of her mouth: "Thank you very much."
Songyin nodded to her from a distance, stepped forward again with the tree staff, and stopped the man in Tsing Yi who was about to rescue the female cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The men in green were making fierce moves, forcing Songyin to retreat step by step. Fuyue glanced this way and then looked away. Obviously, in their eyes, the woman in the middle of the foundation building stage was more important.
The man in Tsing Yi also saw their intention and couldn't help but speed up the attack. He was a killer and had rich experience in fighting. His offensive was like a tide, one wave after another, endless and endless;
And Songyin's true body is Baisong Taolu, and they are not a race that is good at fighting. After Fuyue became the headmaster, there were very few things that required them to do things themselves.
As a result, Song Yin had to deal with it more and more difficultly. If he hadn't been an eleventh-level demon cultivator, one level higher than the Tsing Yi man in the early stage of Nascent Soul, he might not have been able to withstand a single move.
After waiting for the spiritual power in his body to recover, Yunli said nothing, rushed over with a knife, and slashed at the back of the man in Tsing Yi. While Songyin could still hold on, they joined forces to kill him first!
Under the blazing sunlight, the blade of the Meng-Zhanbing sword was sharp and reflected a dazzling light.
Feeling the surge of air behind him, the man in green dodged sharply, bending his body into an incredible arc to avoid her knife.
Then he flipped his wrist and sent the long sword back. Yunli swiveled his feet to avoid the bloody sword, and then swung the sword to slash at him again.
However, the man in green seemed to have eyes on his back, and his body seemed to have no bones. No matter how she slashed her left or right, he could always narrowly avoid it.
The blood-colored long sword suddenly glowed brightly, and the man in green was also surrounded by spiritual power. He exerted all his strength in the field under his feet. Yunli felt as if he was stuck in the mud, and the speed of swinging the sword also slowed down.
The attack from behind was a little weaker, and the man in Tsing Yi felt a little relieved. The blood-colored long sword, wrapped in the murderous intent of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, slashed towards Songyin fiercely.
Songyin was shaken by the cold and bloody smell coming from the shop, and his demonic power was momentarily confused.
The man in Tsing Yi will not let go of such a good opportunity. The red sword shines brightly and hits Songyin's life gate directly. At the critical moment, an orange streak suddenly floats in front of his eyes, which is the decorative ribbon on the sword!
His alarm bell rang loudly. The most dangerous thing about that knife was not its sharpness in cutting through gold and jade, but the peach-pink light that made people temporarily lose consciousness.
Although the confusion was only for a short moment, a master's attack could mean life or death in an instant. If she were at the Golden Core stage, she would have died under her sword in just that brief moment of confusion.
Without thinking, he gave up on Songyin who was right in front of him, and waved out a stream of bright red light and shadow with his backhand, trying to cut into pieces the fluttering ribbon.
The light orange ribbon and the peach-pink sword light are mixed together. If you can't distinguish them for a moment, it will be bad for you to be hit by the soft phantom.
Under the sharp Yin Hong sword shadow, the thin orange gauze was not damaged at all. The man in Tsing Yi was stunned, and when he looked again, he found that it was the shadow of a ribbon, and he was even more surprised.
He clearly felt that his magic sword struck the silk yarn. This was his natal magic sword, connected to his flesh and blood. There was no difference between what the magic sword came into contact with and what he felt personally. The real touch could not deceive anyone.
This is not a reaction that a decoration can produce, this silk is also a magic weapon!
His heart shivered slightly, and the next moment, a clear peachy pink flashed across his eyes, and all he could think of was the falling petals.
Immediately, a cold feeling in his heart pulled him out of the soft dream.
Lowering his head, there was a gray-white tree stick stuck in his chest.
After achieving the desired effect, Yunli smiled and held the dream-killing knife and gently moved it forward.
One knife and one staff pierced the heart of the man in Tsing Yi one after the other. Two completely different energies raged in the heart. The man in Tsing Yi's narrow eyes turned from blank to stunned, and then to anger.
He actually died because of a foundation-building monk!
When he was about to die, he ignored Songyin in front of him, and ignored the staff and knife inserted in his heart. He turned his body sideways and reached out to grab Yunli.
As soon as the murderous intention appeared around him, Yunli made a quick decision, drew out the Dream-Slaying Sword, and moved sideways to the four peak masters.
"Sir--" The movement here attracted Jindan Zhenren, who was struggling to hold on under the attack of Zhenjun Fushu, and he exclaimed in surprise.
When he was distracted, the result was no surprise and he received the lunch.
Jindan Zhenren was fighting against the Yuanhou monks. Even if he exerted 120,000 energy, he might not be able to survive. He dared to be distracted.
Hearing this, Yunli was stunned. The voice was, Jing Shisan!
She turned to look at the young woman surrounded by four peak masters. Is she Lan Shu? !
I stopped and said that the figure looked familiar, it turned out to be her!
She didn't stay well in the pavilion and ran out... Oh, she came to kill herself.
Thinking of this, a complex look flashed in her eyes. What hatred or resentment made her risk being caught by the four major sects and go deep into the Dongshan Clan to kill herself.
Except for Huanshi Ling, the two of them originally had no grudges. The whole grudge was because Lan Shu wanted her Huanshi Ling. She couldn't help but secretly lament that greed killed people.
She didn't need to think about it to know that this time Lan Shu took great risks to kill herself because of Huanshi Ling.
If she went to the Jiuliyuan Secret Realm and came back alive and her strength improved by leaps and bounds, it would be difficult for her to get the Huanshi Ling. If she died inside, she didn't know whose hands the Huanshi Ling would fall into.
Wait, she can't die. Who will take the blame if she dies?
The four major sects will not believe that the person who opened the seal is dead.
She can't be caught by Taiyi Sect. Lan Shu has no bottom line. It's a trivial matter to reveal his identity as an undercover agent. After all, he is going to Jiuliyuan soon. If he is exposed, he will be exposed.
The key point is that she knows nothing about opening the seal. When the two confront each other, the four major sects and the people who have lived for tens of millions of years will definitely find that Lan Shu is not the one who opened the seal, or the person who opened the seal. No one will take the blame.
However, let alone whether he could rescue her under the current situation, it was terrifying to think about saving someone who wanted to kill him.
Eh? Where is the Pavilion Master's space teleportation array? What's the big move to kill the Nascent Soul Golden Pill?
She was confused. From the time she was surrounded until now, she didn't notice any resistance from Lan Shu. Could this be a lie?
Lan Shu, who was surrounded by the center, was extremely panicked. After discovering the four real queens of Yuan Dynasty who appeared, she immediately wanted to activate the teleportation jade pendant given by her master, but damn, her spiritual power was stagnant for a moment, as if she had been struck by something. Locked.
The stagnation only lasted for a short moment and disappeared quickly. Normally, it was naturally insignificant, but in such a life-and-death situation, it was crucial.
In the blink of an eye, the four Nascent Soul stage monks had completed their previously unfinished sealing formations, and quickly added a set of space confinement formations at the outer door.
Lan Shu vomited blood in his heart. The blocking formation was originally set up by them to prevent Qian Shi from escaping, and because her resistance was too fierce and attracted high-level monks from the Taiyi Sect. He never expected that she would arrive so quickly and be so vigilant that Qian Shi had not yet been used. On Ten, he was the first to use it on himself;
The headmaster of the Taiyi Sect in front also expanded his domain. In the domain, she seemed to be immobilized and it was extremely difficult to move.
Only then did she realize how big the gap was between herself and Qian Shi. She was also in the realm of True Lord Nascent Soul. Qian Shi could still break free and use spiritual power, but she wanted to move, let alone spiritual power. All very difficult.
Above his head, Tai'afeng Fuguang Zhenjun stood in the air and flew with his fingers. The magic formulas were like blue butterflies, flying out from his hands and landing lightly on the confinement formation. As the magic formulas flew, Falling, the formation becomes stronger and stronger.
In her anxiety, Lan Shu could only turn her attention to Chun Wu and Jing Shisan. Seeing that Chun Wu had completely suppressed the demon cultivator, she felt a little relieved.
As long as he comes to break Fuyue's domain, he has a chance to move. He can first explode the space confinement formation, then teleport, and then he can escape back.
Unfortunately, Chun Wu's suppression only lasted for a few breaths before it was destroyed by Qian Shi. Lan Shu was so angry that he stamped his feet. This bitch was born to defeat her. She would definitely be up to no good in the situation.
Her anger could not last more than two breaths before it turned into horror. Chun Wu was actually dead!
Even at such a critical moment of life and death, she couldn't help but think about the origin of the knife in Qian Shi's hand, which could easily break through the protective spirit of True Lord Yuanying.
A piece of orange silk is already extremely extraordinary, and Qian Shi actually possesses such a magical sword. A sense of powerlessness arose in her heart. First it was Wen Xueruo, and then Qian Shi. Why did God always favor these lowly creatures?
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