The fairy is fierce

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. In an instant, he had returned to the reed beach.

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. She scolded:

"town!"

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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 flattened in place.

The billowing flames on the red-haired old immortal's body were also fluttering downwards, and the flying sword at his feet lost control in an instant and fell to the ground, making it difficult to fight back.

The red-haired old immortal lost his flying sword and fell directly from the air back to the ground. His eyes could not hide the shock:

"This is……"

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

The red-haired old immortal was already shocked by the vision of heaven and earth. Seeing the market girls surrounding him, he did not dare to move rashly.

Zuo Lingquan noticed that the red-haired old immortal ran back to the shore, and thought that Tang Jingxuan came out and was not helping. In anger, he flew out of the river, looked up and saw the flattened reeds and flames, and was stunned on the spot:

"Jing Xun..."

The other two were also stunned.

Situ Shocking was not much worse than the three of them, he said in disbelief:

"What is this?"

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

"The Demon-Sealing Sword Formation and the Dragon-Prisoning Formation are such great feats... She is only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, how could she possibly use such magic?"

Situ Zhenzhen opened his mouth wide, definitely unable to give an explanation.

In the time it took these two sentences, the Dragon Prisoning Formation had taken shape.

The blood stains on the ground formed a circle, and as the woman's hands quickly kneaded, she scolded:

"town!"

The blood stain shimmered, and then the shadow of a tall tower appeared in mid-air.

The tower is nine stories high and is dark red in color. There are complicated inscriptions on each floor, which were dropped directly from the sky.

boom

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

"Leave!"

As soon as he spoke, the raging fire that was pressed to the ground gathered in the center and formed the prototype of a fire python.

But before the fire python was fully formed, the woman raised her hand to seal the secret and wrote lightly:

"untie!"

As soon as the words fell, the newly condensed fire python fell apart, turned into flames again and was pressed to the ground. ? ? !

Zuo Lingquan and Zhao Wuxie opened their eyes wide, 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 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 palace attire in the bronze mirror couldn't suppress the shock in her heart:

"Impossible. How can a Qi Refining monk reversely dismantle the Youhuang monk'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 cultivation at the twelfth level of Qi refining is real. No matter how powerful the magic is, it can't make up for the shortcomings of the thin reserve of Qi. In just a few immortal spells, the red mist on her body is... 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 that it was difficult to move up. It was as if the hell in front of him was a mountain of swords where he would never be reincarnated. If he dared to step forward, he would be chopped into pieces by thousands of swords. .

This is the sword intention!

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 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 could be 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 of the Sky, but the instinct of survival is still there. While resisting the tower, the thick armor with condensed true energy on his body and the protective aura cover his whole body at the same time.

result……

Cha

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.

After all, sword intention is sword intention and has no actual killing power.

No matter how powerful the woman is, she is only at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. Using the magic to trap the red-haired old immortal is already considered a miracle. The gap in physical strength between them is too big. 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 it took me a long time to refine it, but 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?"

"What if?"

"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.

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, stabbing the red-haired old immortal's sword mark in an attempt 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 all the magical powers 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 couldn't straighten up, 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 physique in the Qi training realm, the woman used a lot of spells that she shouldn't have used, and then used a sword style. The true energy 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:

"Why don't you run?"

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 a bit of aftertaste of the weak in her eyes.

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 the sword and use magic, he directly killed the woman who was obviously exhausted with his bare hands:

"Die!"

Zuo Lingquan saw the red-haired old immortal 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 monk 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 his body dissipated and there was no movement anymore, as if his name was suddenly scratched off the life and death book by the King of Hell.

Zhao Wuxie and others standing nearby had blank eyes, thinking that the red-haired old fairy 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, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

The woman's eyes returned to the calmness of looking down on all living beings. 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 some issues with Ancestor Shangguan, it was a fact that the other party came to help him. He still gave him a bow:

"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 borrowed magic weapons and immortal weapons. I only used my body of the twelfth level of Qi refining to force him to this point; if you are against me, How long do you think you can last under my hand?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised: "If you are really at the twelfth level of Qi Refining and use your magical power just now, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive three moves."

"Three moves?"

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. You can't see that 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 by this sentence:

"Experience is also strength. If you and I were the same age..."

"I was born in a barbaric land and had no one to rely on. When I was seventeen, I slayed a dragon alone in the South China Sea. What were you doing when you were seventeen?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say.

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

The woman raised her hand, and the sword in her hand turned into red silk thread, and 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 sword is the first one, but it can't kill anyone. The indestructible sword will slowly become Reduce until mediocrity, do you understand?”

In terms of experience and understanding of swordsmanship, Zuo Lingquan was definitely not as good as the Patriarch of the Tiedong Mansion. After some thought, he said:

"Thank you, senior, for your guidance."

The woman shook her head slightly: "I just don't want anyone who might become my opponent. In the end, I didn't even reach the bottom of the mountain. You have already let me 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.

Zuo Lingquan saw Tang Jingxun's body softening and quickly stepped forward to hug Tang Jingxun:

"Sister 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 were covered with traces of damage, and his body was close to collapse. It was obviously a side effect of forcibly squeezing his body...