Chapter 2099 Fragrance Refiner

"court death?"

Lian Yaoji opened her eyes wide, staring intently at the Miaoman figure who made her repeatedly humiliated.

Very good, then get seriously injured and die!

The Palace Master frowned, his casual expression became serious.

She didn't have the same thought as Lian Yaoji, but she was thinking about how Yue Qingcheng would respond.

Her vision is infinitely stronger than that of Lian Yao Ji.

She has seen more geniuses than Lian Yaoji has ever seen purple spirit warriors.

And Yue Qingcheng, 16-year-old Zi Ling, is undoubtedly a true genius.

If a genius never dies young, he must have a hole card.

So, what is Yue Qingcheng's trump card?

Unexpected super treasure?Or, a rare and rare martial art?

She really guessed right, Yue Qingcheng did have a super trump card, the Nine Layers Mie Shilian.

But this time, what she wants to use is not a holy artifact.

But -

Yue Qingcheng's dagger changed slightly and became a dagger.

Then, she waved her hand and hit the first sword light that rushed over.

For some reason, Jianmang paused.

Then, she quickly hit another sword glow.

Her speed is extremely fast, and the sword light attacking is within her reaction speed.

However, this is not the most shocking point.

Why, those sword lights were hit by her, as if they lost their spirituality, and stopped moving in the air?

Has time stood still?

Yue Qingcheng stopped all the sword glows calmly, and then came to the opponent.

The dagger was lifted up and slashed towards his neck.

"brush!"

The man seemed to have just realized that Yue Qingcheng was in front of his eyes, and he was dripping with sweat.

In the last second, Jianmang shot out.

Why did the other party come to him in the next second?

He swung his sword suddenly, trying to block Yue Qingcheng's attack, and was thinking of a way out.

hit.

The sword hit the dagger, and the dagger disappeared immediately. It turned out to be a phantom? !

what?

The man's eyes widened, his fighting nerves suddenly tightened, and he was about to turn around to defend.

A dagger rests on the back of her neck—

Yue Qingcheng said calmly: "You lost."

Cracks appeared in those sword glows that were suspended in the air, and immediately collapsed into countless pieces, dissipating between the sky and the earth.

The man panted heavily, and asked, "How did you do it? You said you were a spirit pattern master. Could it be that you just arranged the spirit pattern and induced me to hallucinate?"

Otherwise, how could it be explained that Yue Qingcheng had dissipated his sword light long ago, but he didn't react until she appeared in front of him?

The time difference in between, where did you go?

Yue Qingcheng thought for a while, and said: "It's not the spirit pattern, by the way, I'm still a perfumer."

Perfumer?

The man gave a wry smile. He did smell a faint scent of medicine, but he thought it was an ordinary smell. Who knew it would be the key to his failure?

"I lost."

Yue Qingcheng said indifferently: "Accept."

In fact, the key to this victory is not refining incense. With her half-hearted accomplishments in refining incense, people can't be lost for too long.

The important thing is that she found out the flaws in the sword light and restrained them.

Lian Yaoji said in disbelief: "Is this the end?"

The man saw that there were still many backhands that had not been used. The battle should have been more intense. Both of them were unscathed, but is this the end?

The ninth holy servant said angrily: "Holy envoy, how can this eighth holy envoy know all the tricks? It's either a sneak attack with silver needles, or a plan for refining incense. It's impossible to defend against it. I think it's impossible to win!"

Lian Yaoji yelled: "Shut up, if you win, you win, that's a skill!"

PS: fifth update

(End of this chapter)

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