Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 118 The red-haired old immortal fights against Lord Linyuan

The red-haired old immortal watched helplessly as his son turned into a mummy. His eyes were blood red and almost crazy. As he flew with his sword, flames billowed all over his body, and he was back on the reed beach in an instant.

The woman who looked like a market girl did not show any intention of flinching when facing the ancestor of the Netherworld Realm. She let go of the mummy between her fingers, and her figure suddenly turned into a red afterimage. The nine swords in her arms were thrown out and inserted into the corpse. above the ground.

The woman bit her finger with her mouth, and a drop of crystal clear red blood fell on the hilt of one of the swords, scolding coquettishly:

"town!"

Buzz buzz——

The nine swords began to tremble rapidly on the ground!

The next moment, the surrounding reeds that had not been burned by the fire were instantly flattened in place.

The billowing flames on the red-haired old fairy were also flying downwards, and the flying sword under his feet lost control in an instant and fell to the ground, no matter how difficult it was to resist.

The red-haired old fairy lost the flying sword at his feet, and his figure fell directly from the air to the ground, his eyes could not hide his astonishment:

"This is……"

The woman said nothing, and continued to fly. Blood drops dripped from her fingers, drawing a line of blood on the ground, but in an instant, she circled around the red-haired old immortal.

The red-haired old fairy was already shocked by the vision of heaven and earth, seeing the market lady surrounded him, he didn't dare to move rashly.

When Zuo Lingquan noticed that the red-haired old fairy ran back to the shore, he thought that Tang Jingxuan was doing him a disservice by running out. In anger, he flew out of the river and looked up to see the flattened reeds and flames. He was stunned on the spot:

"Jing Xun..."

The other two were also stunned.

Situ Shock was not much worse than the three of them, and said in disbelief:

"What is this?"

The lady in the bronze mirror stood up and said in a deep voice:

"The Demon Sealing Sword Formation, Prison Dragon Formation, what a great skill... She only has the twelfth level of Qi Refining, how could she use this kind of immortal technique?"

Situ opened his mouth in shock, surely he couldn't give an explanation.

In the time of these two sentences, the prisoner dragon formation has taken shape.

The bloodstains on the ground formed a circle, and as the woman swiftly made a formula with both hands, she lightly reprimanded:

"town!"

The bloodstains shimmered, and then a phantom of a tall tower appeared in midair.

The tower is nine stories high, and it is black in color. There are complicated inscriptions on each floor, which were directly dropped from mid-air.

bang——

The ground sank, and the red-haired old immortal seemed to be pressed down by the mountain above his head. His body instantly shrunk a lot, and he was carrying the tower with his waist bent. He could not control the sword, so he could only raise his hand to seal:

"Leave!"

After the words were spoken, the raging fire that was pressed to the ground gathered in the center to form the prototype of a fire python.

But the fire python was not yet fully formed, so the woman raised her hand to form a formula, and wrote lightly:

"untie!"

As soon as the words fell, the fire python that had just condensed fell apart, turned into flames again and was pressed to the ground.

? ? !

Zuo Lingquan and Zhao Wuxie stared wide-eyed together, unable to understand.

However, Zuo Lingquan was not in a daze. Seeing that the red-haired old immortal was trapped, he rushed over with his sword in hand without any hesitation.

Situ Zhenzhen understood it and said, "Uncle Master, I know this. There is a way to perform magic in the world, and there is a way to reverse it. This is the 'Fire Dragon Technique·Jie'."

The beauty in imperial attire in the bronze mirror couldn't suppress the shock in her heart:

"Impossible. How could Monk Qi Refining reversely dismantle Monk Youhuang's technique without seeing through the details of the technique during the sealing process?"

Of course Situ Zhenzhen didn't know.

The red-haired old immortal was still shocked just now, but now there was only confusion in his eyes. He thought that there was an error in the spell, so he quickly raised his hand and said:

"Leave!"

The flames surged up under his feet and turned into a ring of fire sweeping around.

But the ring of fire had not yet escaped the range of the tower, and the woman raised her hand again to seal:

"untie."

The ring of fire was gone, completely gone.

"Leave!"

"untie."

! ! !

I'll beat your mother!

The red-haired old immortal's face was filled with confusion and astonishment. He stared blankly at the market girl who was nearly ten levels weaker than him, and he didn't know what to do.

Although it seems to be a one-sided crushing, the woman's twelfth-level Qi Refining cultivation is real. No matter how powerful the magic is, it can't make up for the shortcomings of True Qi's thin reserves. In just a few Immortal Law shots, the red mist on her body Then it dissipated completely, and his face turned a little pale. But that cold cheek didn't change at all.

After suppressing the red-haired old fairy, the woman raised her left hand.

On the river bank, Zuo Lingquan was galloping. The black arm guard on his wrist was instantly disassembled into red silk threads, which flew to the woman's right hand and turned into a long red sword.

The moment the woman grasped the hilt of the sword, murderous intent shot into the sky.

The river bank suddenly fell into dead silence, as if even the rolling waves were stagnant.

The rolling flames on the ground were drawn by the power of the five elements and converged on the sword's edge.

Zuo Lingquan felt the sword in his hand trembling, and he felt it was difficult to lift his steps, as if the front of him was a hell of swords that would never allow him to be reincarnated. If he dared to step forward, he would be chopped into pieces by thousands of knives.

This is the Sword Intent!

The person who felt it most obviously was the red-haired old immortal who became the target.

The red-haired old immortal only felt that the Sword Intent in front of him was soaring into the sky, like a sharp blade that could cut off everything in the world, rising in front of him. It was difficult to face it directly, and it was difficult to avoid it. Before it was struck, he had already become a dead man!

The woman's eyes were calm, she raised the long sword produced by the flames, and in an instant she was in front of the red-haired old immortal, and slashed with the sword.

call out--

The sound of the sword was almost harsh.

The flame turned into a half-moon, with an indestructible edge, and struck the red-haired old immortal's chest.

The red-haired old immortal has been shocked by the Sword Intent, but the instinct to survive is still there. While resisting the tower, the thick armor condensed with True Qi on his body and the protective Gang Qi simultaneously cover his whole body.

result……

crack——

The sword edge fell on the armor, leaving a sword mark.

The red-haired old immortal was unharmed!

? ?

Zuo Lingquan and the red-haired old immortal were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene of heavy thunder and small raindrops.

Sword Intent is just Sword Intent after all, it has no actual killing power.

No matter how powerful the woman is, she is only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Using the Spirit Ascension technique to trap the red-haired old immortal is already considered a miracle. The gap in physical strength between them is too great. This shocking sword is facing someone who is nearly ten realms higher. It is not easy to make a sword mark on the enemy.

Situ Shocking stared intently, a little discouraged when he saw this scene:

"Hey - I thought it was so powerful, but after working on it for a long time, it was still Qi Refining. It's a pity."

The beauty in imperial attire in the bronze mirror seemed to understand who the market girl was and sat back on the soft couch. He said calmly:

“This is Sword One ‘Dragon Slaying’, the dragon-slaying sword, the ancestor’s Sword One.”

"Is this the ancestor's sword? Then this little girl is... my mother-in-law!"

Situ Shock suddenly realized who this market girl was, and said in disbelief:

"Ancestor himself will be this boy's guardian?"

"if not?"

"Uncle, you are not so lucky..."

The beauty in palace attire said in an indifferent voice: "Who does she want to favor, and she still needs to ask what I mean?"

Situ choked on his words, knowing that his uncle was angry; calling his ancestor "she" was obviously disrespectful. He quickly put away the bronze mirror and ran away, for fear of being heard by his ancestor on the other side of the river.

The other side.

After the woman struck out with her sword, Zuo Lingquan did not watch. He rushed forward and raised his hand with his sword, piercing the sword marks on the red-haired old immortal's body, trying to break the protective armor.

It's a pity that the sword energy like ink flow has not yet landed on the armor. The sword marks on the red-haired old immortal's body have been restored to their original state. When the long sword stabs him, it only leaves a sword mark and cannot break the defense at all.

The red-haired old immortal was so frightened by the various Divine Abilities he had never seen before that he turned pale. However, after connecting several sets, he found that apart from being unable to control objects and being pressed so hard that he could not stand upright, he didn't seem to feel any particular discomfort.

Seeing the two people joining forces without even touching his clothes, the fear in the red-haired old immortal's eyes slowly turned into confusion, and then he understood and turned into ferociousness:

"I thought you were so capable, I was shocked!"

As he spoke, he forcibly carried the tower and rushed towards the woman with all his strength.

With her body in the Qi Refining realm, the woman used a lot of spells that she shouldn't have used, and then used another sword style. The True Qi in her body was exhausted, and her face turned sickly pale.

Zuo Lingquan stood beside him with his sword in hand. Seeing the red-haired old immortal rushing towards him, even though he knew who the woman beside him was, he still said:

"How about running away?"

The woman stood with her sword in hand and ignored Zuo Lingquan next to her. She just looked at the red-haired old immortal with some aftertaste in her eyes - aftertaste of the feeling of a weak person.

After all, there have been countless Jiazi who have never encountered an opponent that is difficult to defeat.

When the red-haired old immortal couldn't control his sword and use any magic, he directly killed the woman who was obviously exhausted of True Qi with his bare hands:

"Die!"

Zuo Lingquan saw the red-haired old fairy running over, not very fast, so he could only grit his teeth, turn around and prepare to pick up the woman and run away.

But as soon as he turned around, his body was frozen in place.

The same is true for the red-haired old immortal.

The woman's body was too weak, and she could not physically kill the monks in the Netherworld Realm. She also lost interest in playing house with her children. There was a golden glimmer in her eyes, and she looked directly into the eyes of the red-haired old immortal.

Silence, no movement.

The red-haired old immortal's eyes still held a look of rage and wariness, but the moment he met his eyes, all the life in his eyes disappeared.

The protective aura and condensed armor on his body were useless and could not withstand the attack from the soul at all.

However, the moment his eyes made contact, the three souls and seven souls of the red-haired old immortal were wiped out in the world, turning into a running corpse without any warning.

thump--

The red-haired old immortal with a ferocious expression instinctively ran a few steps and then lay down on the ground. The flames around him dissipated and there was no more movement. It was as if the king of hell had suddenly scratched his name on the life and death book.

Zhao Wuxie and others standing nearby had blank eyes, thinking that the red-haired old immortal had performed a flat fall.

Zuo Lingquan was mentally prepared, but he did not expect that an ancestor from the Netherworld Realm would die so silently, with a slight shock in his eyes.

The woman's eyes returned to her stern look, she turned to Zuo Lingquan and said:

"Do you know how far apart you are from me?"

Zuo Lingquan was able to move again. Although he had a feud with the ancestor of Shangguan, it was true that the other party helped him, so he still bowed his hands:

"Your Excellency's Taoism is so great that I am convinced of it."

The woman signaled to the red-haired old immortal on the ground: "I have never used my own cultivation, nor have I borrowed the Law Treasure Immortal Armament. I only used my twelfth level Qi Refining body to force him to this point; if you are against me, , How long do you think you can last under the hands of this deity?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised: "If you really use the Divine Ability just now with the 12th level of Qi Refining, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive the three moves."

"Three strokes?"

The woman's expression showed a bit of contempt: "You think too highly of yourself. You and I are in the same situation and facing the enemy. If you don't see me, I will die. Do you think that after understanding the 'Sword One', you can really break through all kinds of magic with one sword?"

Zuo Lingquan was actually a little unconvinced about this sentence:

"Experience is also strength, if you and I are the same age..."

"This deity was born in a barren land and had no one to rely on. At the age of seventeen, I slaughtered dragons alone in the South China Sea. What were you doing when you were seventeen?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan has nothing to say.

"Don't make excuses for yourself, the weak are the weak."

The woman raised her hand, and the long sword in her hand turned into a red silk thread, which was wrapped around Zuo Lingquan's wrist again:

"You are practicing the last sword, so you can only make the last move, and you have to kill someone with the move, otherwise you have to hide it in the box; the first move is the sword, but it can't kill anyone. The indestructible Sword Intent will slowly Reduce until mediocrity, do you understand what I mean?"

Zuo Lingquan's experience and understanding of kendo must be inferior to that of the ancestor of the Iron Arrow Mansion. After a little thought, he said:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

The woman shook her head slightly: "This deity just doesn't want someone who might become an opponent. In the end, you didn't even reach the foot of the mountain. You have let this deity down."

After saying that, the golden light in his eyes disappeared.

As Lord Linyuan left, the calmness on Tang Jingxuan's face turned into pain and bruises in an instant. He coughed and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. Before he could even exhale in pain, he was struck by unbearable pain and fainted.

Seeing Tang Jingxun's body go limp, Zuo Lingquan hurried forward to hug Tang Jingxun:

"Miss Tang?"

Tang Jingxuan's face was blue and purple, and his energy was like a gossamer.

Zuo Lingquan quickly put his hand on his wrist to check, and was shocked to find that Tang Jingxuan's muscles and acupuncture points all over his body had traces of damage, and his body was close to collapse. It was obviously a side effect of forcibly squeezing his body...

(end of this chapter)