Fantasy: I Mistaken The Protagonist And Villain At The Beginning

However, after listening to Li Ange talking about the teacher's teaching, Song Qinglian thought about it carefully, and the teacher didn't seem to have taught him any magic.

When she was in Lingyun Peak, Shizun had instructed her cultivation several times, but it was only a guide.

Most of the other times, I just wash the sutras and change the marrow for myself, and then teach some basic common sense and how to absorb Spiritual Qi.

And most of the experience in cultivation is comprehended by herself.

On the other side, Li Ange saw that Song Qinglian was about to leave, and Blood Qi immediately turned to his head, took out a sword from the storage ring, and pulled it out neatly, making a humming sound.

"Xuanlingzong clearly stipulates that its disciples are forbidden to fight privately." Seeing this, Song Qinglian said lightly.

"I'm not talented, I want to ask my uncle for advice on two tricks, not to mention... Wasn't my uncle the first to do it!"

Before Song Qinglian could say anything, Li Ange was already showing off his long sword. The shining sword in his hand stabbed out fiercely, swinging Sword Qi wind blades one after another.

Li Ange's figure closely followed the wind blade, and the sword pointed directly at Song Qinglian's back.

Song Qinglian saw this condensed expression, and did not dare to slack off.

Just now, she took advantage of Li Ange's carelessness to some extent, and now this person wants to embarrass herself, I am afraid she will not be soft-hearted.

Furthermore, Li Ange, Song Qinglian, is very clear.

Although she is impetuous, her aptitude and understanding are not bad, and she is not comparable to her in this regard.

And most importantly, the sword in her hand is Mid Rank's spiritual weapon Jiuxiao Sword, which was given to her by her father during her breakthrough Foundation Establishment period.

Her father's name is Li Chenhao, and his identity is the Inner Sect elite Elder of Xuanlingzong. With this identity, it is not difficult for him to obtain a mid-rank spiritual weapon.

But Master own also said that he would also give himself a sword.

But that sword was forged by Ling Yiting, the master of Qingbo Peak, and it was not finished after several years.

I don't know if that uncle Ling, who only chats with the master all day, is lazy.

Therefore, Song Qinglian is now defenseless, and the storage ring is only a low-level treasure for cultivation.

Thinking of this, Song Qinglian frowned slightly.

She doesn't want to cause trouble, she retreats again and again, why do these people always make it difficult for her.

Song Qinglian pointed her toes and stepped back, her clothes were flying, her body was light, and she avoided the wind blades, but Li Ange's sword kept chasing after her.

Song Qinglian could only defend but not attack. Although it was a little difficult, Li Ange couldn't hurt her in the slightest.

On the other side, Li Ange saw that he couldn't attack for a long time, Song Qinglian didn't even shoot at him, bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, his face was full of anger, the more he attacked, the more ruthless the more he attacked.

Song Qinglian's face sank, secretly saying that it was not good.

This person is too paranoid, afraid that he has already entered the demon barrier, and he has no scruples when he makes a move.

Song Qinglian moved her fingers together, jumped lightly, and stepped on Li Ange's sword with her toes.

Li Ange raised his sword and Song Qinglian flew dozens of steps.

Li Ange pulled a sword flower, and the Jiuxiao Sword transformed into dozens of sword shadows, breaking the squinting sand and stone, and attacked Song Qinglian directly.

Swords and shadows attacked from all directions, blocking Song Qinglian's retreat, and there was no way to retreat.

Song Qinglian's Qi Condensation turned into ice. Although it blocked several sword shadows, the Nine Heavens Sword was a spiritual weapon after all, and the following ones directly broke the ice and slid across Song Qinglian's body dangerously.

Song Qinglian backed away violently, and something slipped between his wrists and landed on the ground, making a crisp sound. Li Ange saw that it was a bracelet with gilt rims.

Li Ange sneered: "Oh! It seems that this Magical Item has given you the ability to compete with me."

Song Qinglian's face was gloomy and fierce, her fists were tightly clenched, her eyes fell tightly on the bracelet on the ground, without blinking, her expression was terrifying.

"Look at you, you are so angry that you don't even dare to let a fart. What? What are you arrogant about?

"I don't want you in your honor. You can't say that you are still in high spirits. You don't have a father or mother, hum...

Li Ange didn't care at all, and continued to stab Song Qinglian with his sword.

And Song Qinglian bent down to avoid the attack, picked up the bracelet, and carefully took it into her arms. When she looked up at Li Ange again, she was full of chills.

No longer evading, Song Qinglian turned the defense into the offense, Spirit Power frantically poured out of her body, making her Meridians sore.

Song Qinglian hand seals with both hands and draws in the candlelight on the side, turning the tiny fire into a giant python.

Song Qinglian was slower to learn the technique than everyone else, but better than them, and knew how to use it better.

Li Ange was originally horrified by Song Qinglian's aura, but when he saw the fire python attack, he became ruthless and fought with the fire python.

This technique of controlling objects consumes a lot of Spirit Power. Song Qinglian wants a quick solution, and Li Ange naturally doesn't mean to delay it for a long time.

On the other side, a fat Daoist was walking towards the main peak, Great Hall.

He originally came to the Great Hall of the main peak to ask Ye Peiyu to discuss related affairs of the Immortal Dao Conference. As soon as he entered the front hall gate, he noticed the surging of Spirit Power and the surging of Spirit Power in the hall.

He thought it was some disciple who was cultivating, but the momentum became more and more fierce, which made him realize that it was not good.

Fat Daoist's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the open-air martial arts field in the nave.

At this time, Li Ange had collapsed to the ground, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, she held the Nine Heavens Sword tightly, her eyes were red.

Song Qinglian stood not far away, looking indifferent, looking down at Li Ange, the fire python meekly guarding her.

Neither of them noticed the fat Daoist, Li Ange gritted his teeth and wanted to attack again.

The fire python let out a low roar and bit towards Li Ange. The speed was so fast that it bullied Li Ange in front of him in an instant. The scorching flames scorched Li Ange's body.

"What are you doing!

Fat Daoist shouted angrily, the power of the Gold Core realm was fully displayed, and the two juniors of the Foundation Establishment early stage were distracted.

Li Ange's Spirit Power was exhausted, leaning on the sword and kneeling on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood, the fire python shattered into bits of fire.

Song Qinglian felt a pain in her chest, and a bitter taste rushed to her throat. Even though she struggled to endure it, blood still overflowed from the corners of her mouth.

She frowned slightly, wiped the corner of her mouth, and bowed to the fat Daoist: "Disciple Song Qinglian, I have seen the law enforcement elder."39

The fat Daoist's voice just now made Li Ange's sanity much clearer. When she heard Song Qinglian's words, her body froze, and she quickly turned around and lowered her head.

"Disciple Li Ange, I have met the law enforcement elder."

Fat Daoist looked at Song Qinglian and the two, his eyes were deep and heavy, he slowly said: "Disciples of Xuanlingzong, no private fights... 39

"You two (Zhao of Qian), come to the precepts building!

After saying that, the fat Daoist turned and left, and the two of them looked at each other with complicated expressions, each with his own thoughts.

Ye Peiyu in the hall sensed something was wrong, and when he came out, he happened to hear Fat Daoist's words.

The Precept Building is where the Xuanling Sect admonishes the disciples. Seeing the appearance of the two, Ye Peiyu's complexion turned ugly.

Ye Peiyu went to the precepts building with the two of them. On the way, Ye Peiyu asked the two about the reason. Song Qinglian did not say a word, and Li Ange also faltered, only avoiding the important and taking it lightly.

"Teacher Ye, it was the disciple who annoyed the uncle, and the disciple should be punished. 35

Li Ange didn't expect that she would be so angry that she would fall into a demonic barrier and become murderous, and she also didn't expect that she would be unable to take down Song Qinglian with the Nine Heavens Sword in hand.

Although she was more or less affected by her state of mind, Song Qinglian's strength was really there.

Li Ange gritted his teeth, what the hell happened to this person.

Shouldn't she be a waste, how can she be so powerful.