She is Jianxiu

Chapter 54 Chapter five three meet the enemy two, swordsmanship shows power

Zhao Chun pulled out the red sharp dagger, and faced the monk on the left holding the long knife, one against two, after all, it was not good for him, so he had to fight quickly and get rid of one of them.

The knife-wielding cultivator didn't expect Zhao Chun to react so quickly, he attacked him in a flash, and dodged hastily, but he was still too late, the red dagger pierced through his shoulder, and blood flew everywhere!

"Why did I meet a sword cultivator!" He cursed secretly, and retreated quickly.

The sword cultivator is originally a different type among the monks, focusing on the way of killing and attacking the enemy, and the ability to kill the enemy is at the top of the same rank!During the qi training period, there is still no big difference. After the foundation is established, a sword cultivator who condenses sword qi can easily equal ten!

Although the sword-wielding cultivator kept retreating, the sinisterness in his eyes was still there. He thought to himself, if you are really a foundation-building sword cultivator, I will still be afraid of you, but you and I are both practicing qi, how confident do you have to dare to fight against the enemy? people?
Seeing him retreating, Zhao Chun refused to let go, and swung his sword again to slash at him!
The other six levels of qi training are Dharma practitioners.He is not familiar with the monk holding the knife, but he understands in his heart that if he allows this female cultivator to take the first person, he will be slaughtered like a fish under a knife.

Immediately, he made a tactic with both hands, the blue light flowed, and a long vine rolled out towards Zhao Chun!

However, Zhao Chun only glanced sideways at Chang Teng, and the backhand sword light fell, and Chang Teng split into two sections in an instant!
Where the sword slashed, it was scorched black!
Faxiu who controlled the rattan's complexion changed several times, not to mention that the fire attribute suppressed the wood attribute, and when she was controlling the sword, the sword body was shining brightly, and it seemed that she had gained a bit of true swordsmanship!
He was in a daze for a moment, Zhao Chun attacked the monk holding the knife, and heard a tragic wail, half of the man's neck, shoulders and arms were cut off by Zhao Chun!
This blow was aimed at his head, he dodged it, but this serious injury made this person fall to the ground in embarrassment, unable to get up again.

The qi cultivator at the side avoided it early, for fear of hurting himself, the vine-controlling master also turned pale with shock, he didn't want this girl to make such a ruthless attack, the sword-wielding monk's strength was almost the same as his, but it was only a few breaths away , it was defeated by the hands.

The two moves are of the same level to the disabled, and the six levels of ordinary Qi training are not as terrifying as hers!
Lying in a pool of blood, the monk holding the knife saw Zhao Chun approaching with the sword, panicked, and shouted: "It's me...it's me who became greedy! That's why I shot my fellow Taoist. All the proceeds from the ruins will be handed over to fellow daoists, and please spare my life! Spare me!"

The face begged for mercy sadly, but there was no fear in his eyes, instead full of jealousy, Zhao Chun looked at her coldly, treating her as a child with a yellow mouth, if she really let her go, maybe this guy would succeed, even his life would be lost.

Seeing that Zhao Chun didn't move, he was secretly happy, thinking that the begging for mercy had worked, he laughed at this female cultivator who is a disciple of some sect, new to the outside world, she has a soft heart.When she stepped forward to get the object, I took advantage of the situation to finish her off!
Zhao Chun took half a step forward and rushed towards him, before he crushed the talisman in his hand, he chopped off his head, the sword passed without a trace, but the blood flowed like a column, but there was no blood red on the Chifeng dagger.

Looking back at Faxiu Yuteng, he was so startled that he took a few steps back, with deep fear in his eyes, he said in a trembling voice: "I have offended you so much today, all of this is my apology, I will bid you farewell!"

He took off the cloth bag around his waist, put it on the ground, turned around and fled, regardless of his demeanor, and walked into the distance.

With Zhao Chun's speed, it is easy to catch up with him, but she is not a bloodthirsty person, that Faxiu's eyes are full of panic, and he will never attack her again, and this trip is originally for the purpose of nourishing Muguo. It's not good to put the cart before the horse and add right and wrong.

Watching this battle, some of the other monks who were here had already left quickly, fearing that she would be red-eyed, and even others would not be spared.There was one left for Run Muguo, who stood timidly at the same place, and said in a low voice, "Senior, I'll wait..."

Zhao Chun searched for the cloth bag on the monk with the knife, and saw that his fist was an unused fireball talisman, his eyes became more serious, thinking that he did not know how many monks had been captured by him.

He picked up the cloth bag left by Faxiu just now, weighed it in his hands, and felt satisfied. Hearing this man's question, he replied calmly, "You can pick it yourself."

Under 50 years, it is not very useful to her, and there is no need to compete with these monks.

She quickly jumped to the top, and continued to search for Run Muguo. Others saw that her words did not appear to be fake, but they did not dare to show up easily. They waited until Zhao Chun had nothing to pick and left, then came out with shaking legs and searched for it. The spiritual fruit underneath.

"Who is that person? One against two, even taking one's life! But he has a great cultivation?" The casual cultivator who spoke was only at the third level of Qi training, and just now when he saw the two attacking Zhao Chun, he thought she would run away in a hurry, Unexpectedly, he drew his sword against the enemy, killed one person, and forced the other to flee.

The one who answered him was the fifth level of qi training, judging from the clothes he wore all over his body, he should be a monk of the sect with some knowledge, and replied: "The auras of these three people are not yet at the later stage, they should all be at the sixth level of qi training. "

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and someone gasped: "You are already on the sixth floor at such a young age!"

The Zongmen cultivator sneered, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and seeing the crowd gathered, felt a little bit like the stars holding the moon, and then said: "Among the great sects, there are many people who are twelve or thirteen years old to the late stage of Qi training. What's more, at the age of 15, the most famous one was the leader of the Southern Region to Yuezong, who passed on Song Yikun, and Rong Qingshan's talented disciple Xue Jun, both of whom had the roots of heaven, and established the foundation at the age of ten. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it is time to ask Ning Yuan!"

The rest were all amazed. Hearing about such a genius, they suddenly felt a little bit of a gap. Even the previous scene of Zhao Chun beheading the same level with all his strength, was quite faded.

Some monks of the same sect looked at that person with a proud attitude, and felt a little disdainful, secretly thinking that the power of a genius has nothing to do with you, and here you use others to show off your own power and prestige.

His heart is clearer than others, he knows that Song Yikun and Xue Yun are the proud sons of heaven, they are rare in a hundred years, like Zhao Chun, they still have the upper hand against two people of the same rank, even if they are not top geniuses, they are There are also many of them than their peers.

Zhao Chun didn't know about this, so she took the Runmu fruit and found a hidden place to count them. Adding up the two monks, there were more than [-] seeds. The monk who controlled the rattan kept a low profile, and there were three more in his bag A hundred-year-old, green spiritual fruit.

In this way, Zhao Chun has nine hundred-year-old mulberry fruits in his hands, and 830 pieces that are more than 50 years old, which may be enough for a long time.

She held the sword-wielding monk's body and furniture in her hands, and said that casual cultivators were really poor, and only got more than a hundred stones, two or three bottles of elixir, and two fireball talismans, which were still considered gains. Zhao Chun put them away and lamented the mosquitoes No matter how small it is, it is still meat.

In the outer elixir garden, she didn't have much to use, so she still had to enter the inner layer to search for it. Thinking of this, she put the elixir fruit into the storage cloth bag, and turned to the exit of the elixir garden.

First meet Menghan, and then move forward.

I didn't want to go to Jishui Lingtian, but I met an acquaintance.

The young man in the lead has a handsome face and a pine figure, who else could it be if it wasn't Fan Shuping from the Fen Yumen?
It's just that when we were on the boat, there were still seven or eight people, but now there are only three people left, except for the charming junior sister Zhao Zhanqian, and only the round-faced disciple is behind him.

The three of them seemed to have an argument with others again, but this time the opponent was not as good as Fang Xunzuo, who had a verbal argument, with a dark face, and raised his spiritual weapon, directly attacking the round-faced disciple who was the weakest among the three!

Fan Shuping waved his sleeves to block back, pinching his hands to attack decisively.

After all, it was the fifth level of qi training, and it was easy to block these three or four levels of qi training, but there were so many people on the opposite side, ten people at all, that it was quite difficult for him.

Zhao Chun looked on coldly, and didn't want to make a move, and continued to move forward. Hearing the sound of explosions behind him, he glanced back.

Really, relying on money to win...

While sighing, he arrived at Shimen, Meng Han was sitting quietly on the ground, saw her jumping out, opened his eyes and smiled and said: "But the harvest is full?"

Zhao Chun nodded, waited for Meng Han to get up, followed him to the inner layer.

(End of this chapter)