A fairy godmother just wants to be beautiful alone

Chapter 355 Celestial Witch Body Skills

Within the gray light curtain, a dozen or so sword cultivators fought together in an instant.

Shen Tuyi insisted on killing the girl, but was stopped by Lu Ping and the others.

The opponent is one against four, and they are not at a disadvantage.

The other four people in Taiyi Palace were also restrained by the Jindan disciple of the Excalibur Taiyidao.

They are two to one, two by two to form an array, secretly combining four images.

Wan Jianfeng and Shenjianfeng, the dharma sword and the flying sword, are two swords combined, one long and one short, just and strange, combining defense with offense.

It is the Eight Diagrams Sword Formation of Liangyi Qixiang.

Brush brush.

The eight sword lights cooperate with each other, the sword energy howls, the sword light flashes, and the sword momentum is intertwined into a web.

Formed a continuous and dense sword light and swift shadow, they fought with the four people in Taiyi Palace.

Facing the impenetrable sword net and the continuous series of attacks, the four Nascent Souls of Taiyi Palace were a little flustered.

He didn't dare to kill him.

For a while, he was stopped by the eight Jindan disciples of the Excalibur Taiyi Dao.

In an instant, eighteen sword cultivators and seventeen restrained each other in the light curtain, unable to move away.

Only the man named Lu Er was left, walking straight towards the girl.

At this time, Lu Ping took the time to look behind him.

It was found that the girl had been hiding far away and stood at the edge of the light curtain.

He was also speechless in his heart, causing such a big trouble, he ran quite fast.

Seeing the Nascent Soul disciple from Taiyi Palace, he walked straight to her.

He glanced at the young man in gray without any trace.

But he was slightly taken aback.

I saw him standing not far away, looking indifferent to the actions of the Taiyi Palace disciples.

Others don't know his strength, but he has personally experienced the horror of that person.

This was also one of the reasons why he made a move to stop Shentu Yi.

When two tigers fight, one will be injured.

One side is a disciple of Taiyi Palace who inherits the immortal way, and the other side is a monk of the Holy Daomen who has a special concealment method and a mysterious origin.

He couldn't just sit back and watch them fight.

Especially in the situation where their lives are threatened at all times in Canghui Foghai.

Infighting at this time is tantamount to suicide.

However, right now, the strongest of the opponents seems to have no plans to make a move?

Lu Ping was puzzled.

Look at that girl again.

Although he is now on the edge of the light curtain, his expression is unhurried, his brows and eyes are full of calmness.

She still managed to look in their direction.

It seems that they are watching them fight with relish.

Seeing her gaze looking over, she smiled lightly at herself.

There was a sweet smile on his face, as if he didn't notice the approach of a Nascent Soul cultivator at all.

That was Baby Transformation Overhaul, second only to Shentu Yi among the group of Taiyi Palace.

Is the other party big-hearted or has other confidence?
At this time, Lu Er has slowly come to the girl.

His eyes were cold, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent.

Looking at each other is like looking at a dead person.

"Smelly girl, let me see how eloquent you are?"

He walked over with a sneer, his eyes full of pleasure.

And the girl didn't seem to notice the approaching danger at all.

He just watched with great interest the melee of the five Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators.

Not to mention, that Shentu Yi really deserves to be Suo Luoye's chosen one, the top arrogance of the Taiyi Palace.

His moves are weird, his swordsmanship is weird, and every shot is unexpected.

With one against four, it is more than enough.

But Wan Jianfeng's two Nascent Soul elite disciples were not easy to get along with.

The two of them are proficient in swordsmanship, and when they strike out, their sword moves are like flowing clouds and flowing water, they are made in one go, and they are used continuously, seemingly endlessly.

One move of Broken Jade Sword Technique, one style of Autumn Water Sword Intent.

The two sets of completely different swordsmanship have very different meanings, but they complement each other perfectly, and the coordination is just right.

In addition, the flying swords of the two Nascent Soul disciples of Shenjian Peak are elusive.

Brush brush.

Countless sword lights flowed densely like a long river hanging upside down.

Compared with the other twelve sword cultivators, the battlefield is more urgent and dangerous.

There is a huge danger in every light and shadow.

The two sides are facing each other, as the saying goes, if you meet an opponent, you will meet a good talent.

They played heartily, and Bai Lu watched with great interest.

Although from her point of view, their swordsmanship has its own omissions and unsatisfactory places.

However, compared to the sword cultivators in the world of cultivating immortals, they are much better.

Especially Lu Ping and the others, as ordinary elite disciples of the Excalibur Taiyi Dao, the four of them joined forces to block the personal transmission of the Nascent Soul from the Taiyi Palace.

Although there is a reason why the other party keeps their hands, they are not in their prime.

Lu Er has already walked up to the girl.

Seeing that he was completely ignored, the coldness in his eyes was even worse.

With a swipe, the cold light flickered in his hand.

Just about to start, the girl suddenly spoke.

"I said, don't think your swordsmanship is not effective against monsters, but you are quite good at dealing with people."

She turned her head, not paying any attention to the extra long, thorny sword in the opponent's hand.

Such a homely evaluation.

"However, the four members of Excalibur Taiyi Dao are just ordinary elite disciples. Above them, there is the Nascent Soul True Inheritance, and the Nascent Soul Inheritance, and it seems that Shen Tuyi is the only one in your Taiyi Palace, and the others are not very good."

As he spoke, he glanced at the four Taiyi Palace monks.

Tsk tut wondered.

"As a sword cultivator above the ninth level of Yuanying, he can be forced to be overwhelmed by a few Jindan disciples, and he is in a hurry. Let alone swordsmanship, this character alone is not good enough. How can a sword cultivator be so timid, looking forward and backward? What? It's a pity for this exquisite set of swordsmanship."

Said, but also a look of regret.

Lu Er's eyes were cold, and he shook the sword in his hand.

He snorted coldly, "Even if your character is not good enough, it's enough to kill you."

"is it?"

The girl glanced at him lazily, "Have you thought about doing it?"

Lu Er's heart shuddered for no reason at the faint look in the other party's eyes.

But seeing the ring exuding a faint gray starlight.

His expression suddenly became firm.

"Stop playing tricks here, no one can save you now."

While speaking, his spirit was on high alert, locking on to the gray-clothed youth.

From the very beginning, his divine sense never left the blind man.

The only thing he can worry about on the field is that blind man whose strength is unknown.

However, he should never have let himself get close to the girl.

Now this girl is very close to him.

Even if the Primordial Spirit cultivator came, he still wanted to save people from him.

Seeing that person is still indifferent until now.

While he was relieved, he was also a little puzzled?
Aren't the two companions?
Why does the other party act like it has nothing to do with him?

Could it be that these two people are at odds with each other?

"Stop guessing. We don't need the two of us to deal with a fool like you. As long as you touch me, I will lose."

A girl's voice came lightly.

She seemed to see what he was thinking, and opened her mouth coolly.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Lu Er was furious when he heard the words.

With a smirk, he said, "It's just a small magic cultivator of Jindan, what kind of wolf with a big tail is he pretending to be?!"

Speaking of which, the slender sword stab moved suddenly.

With a swipe, the shadow of the sword flashed.

The sword energy of the thin long sword surged, and the tip of the sword froze, penetrating the girl's body like a poisonous snake.

There was a faint fragrance in the air.

Lu Er only felt a blur in front of his eyes.

The girl's figure flashed, then disappeared from his eyes, and when she reappeared, she had already come to his side.

And the figure on his rapier drifted away like light rain, turning into a gust of fragrant wind, without a trace.

Being suddenly bullied by the girl, Lu Er was startled and dodged like an electric shock.

Lost his voice, "What kind of movement technique are you doing?"

"This is the magic movement that you look down upon," the girl's voice came faintly, "The Mantra of Demons Without Form, the movement of the celestial witch—Thousand Illusion Fragrance Steps."

But seeing countless enchanting and graceful phantoms flashing in front of his eyes.

They have bright eyes and white teeth, and their bodies are light. They step on the flowers of the void, just like fairies from the heavenly palace descending to the mortal world.

Like a shadow like fog, no entity can be seen.

It covers the sky and the ground, and the figure of the girl in the rain of flowers is looming.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Lu Er's figure flashed, and he came to the girl, and the slender spikes in his hands flashed coldly.

Stabbed the girl's body again.

"What is the Thousand Illusion Floating Fragrance Step, I am!"

There was a grin on his face.

"Little Golden Pill, dare to tease me, I think it is you who are faster, or my sword is faster."

Before the voice fell, the figure on his sword dissipated again, turning into a gust of fragrant wind and drifting away.

At this time, a phantom of a fairy and witch not far away slowly solidified.

Transformed into the appearance of a young girl, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a light figure, staring at him with dark pupils, shaking her head regretfully.

"Slow, too slow!"

"court death!"

Murderous intent shot out in Lu Er's eyes, and he dodged to the girl again.

His figure is like lightning, he arrives in the blink of an eye, and the thorns in his hands stick out mercilessly!
The girl's figure shattered again, and the scent of flowers permeated the air.

Her grinning voice sounded in the air.

"Slow! It's too slow!"

While speaking, a phantom of a fairy witch not far away reappeared her figure.

Looking at him with a smile.

"I do not believe!"

The man's pupils shrank slightly, he didn't believe in evil, and his figure rushed towards that grinning smile like wind and lightning.

This time, he tried his best to do all the tricks, and his body made a sonic boom in the air, and his speed was extremely fast.

A sword pierced through.

The slender body passed through the girl's body, and her figure was directly smashed into pieces by that swift and fierce figure.

In the floating fragrance, it turns into a little bit of light and rain.

"Slow down, it's really too slow!"

Amidst the fragrant wind, the girl's voice came leisurely.

That hateful figure resurfaced again.

"impossible!"

The man's expression changed drastically.

"What kind of movement technique is this, Fellow Daoist Bai?"

On the other side, Lu Ping and the others also noticed the situation here.

Seeing the girl playing with Lu Er like training a dog.

Several people were extremely surprised.

Everyone watched the other party chasing the girl's figure like a mad dog.

The feeling, from the outside, is like walking a dog.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the other party has completely fallen into her rhythm.

"This should be a wonderful pace..." Yuchan hesitated.

"Also combined with the extremely profound knowledge of formations, it has been constructed into a mysterious formation with the characteristic of being troublesome..." Cheng Dong looked and looked again.

"There are also extremely superb illusions, as well as supernatural powers for death..." Ban Xia's eyes revealed surprise.

"There should be some Qimen Dunjia, or other types of knowledge..." Lu Ping frowned.

"In short, this should be an extremely difficult step to practice. You must learn a little bit about formations, illusions, strange armors, and death substitutes, and you must be proficient in it."

The more you look at the girl's figure, the more shocked they are.

That kind of shock was even more shocking than seeing a Nascent Soul being played like a dog by a Jindan.

"Fellow Daoist Bai is such a pedantic celestial being, that he can even practice this kind of gait." Ban Xia's black eyes flickered slightly.

"It is only by practicing such tricky and weird steps to the extreme that one can make such an astonishing feat."

Lu Ping sighed softly, "It's not that every Jindan cultivator is playing with the infant to become a Daxiu."

"This Fellow Daoist Bai's talent is not weaker than our four senior brothers and sisters from Feng Hai Yun Tian of Shenjian Peak." Cheng Dong commented.

"Not weaker than Senior Brother Qingyun and Senior Sister Yanyu." Yuchan also said.

Several people are also elite disciples of the Excalibur Taiyi Dao.

The arrogance I have seen is like a crucian carp crossing the river.

This is the first time that the Golden Core cultivator unilaterally suppresses the Infant Transformation cultivator.

Because the heart is too shocked.

They couldn't help but slow down their shots.

Shen Tuyi seized the opportunity to attack fiercely, and then turned his body slightly to the side, about to pass over the crowd.

Several people were shocked, and hurriedly withdrew their minds, stabilized their positions, and stopped him.

The figure dissipated again, and Bai Lu's figure solidified again in the rain of dark fragrance.

"You still look down on magic skills?"

The girl stared at him with a smile.

"How? I said, with you, you can't even touch the corner of my clothes."

The man's eyes changed, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

The figure suddenly disappeared.

Almost at the same time, his figure appeared in front of the girl.

The long sword in his hand had pierced into the girl's body.

teleport.

A space-like supernatural power that any high-level Nascent Soul can display.

However, they are in different worlds, and the rules of space are slightly different.

Before you get used to it, you have to pay some generations if you want to display it.

Lu Er stared at the girl who was pierced by his long sword.

Seeing her startled eyes, a smile slowly appeared on his pale face.

But before the smile on his face bloomed, the girl's startled eyes slowly formed a crescent-like slit.

Stretching out his hand to bang bang bang, he slapped his head hard a few times like patting a watermelon, and said with a smile, "I'm lying to you!"

Immediately, the figure turned into light rain and disappeared with a bang, and bursts of fragrant wind rushed towards his face.

At the same time, the girl's figure appeared not far away again intact!
Zhengyan looked at him with a smile and shook his head in disappointment.

"Oh, no, your swordsmanship is really far behind that of your brother Shentu."

Lu Er's face darkened completely.

After being teased three or four times, even clay figurines are three-pointed.

"Demon girl, don't run away if you have the guts"

puff!

A sword stabbed fiercely into the girl's body again, and he looked ruthless.

"Okay."

Accompanied by a lazy voice.

Snapped!
Slapped him hard on the face

The loud slap in the face was especially harsh in the noisy fight.

At this moment, the whole world fell into silence.

Even the sword in Shentu Yi's hand paused imperceptibly.

Lu Er's eyes widened sharply.

The whole person froze.

On his face, a delicate palm print was deeply embedded on his right cheek.

This palm wrapped in spiritual power even left clear fingerprints on his face.

Even if he has rough skin and thick flesh, he has not received any internal injuries.

But this slap doesn't hurt much, it's humiliating
Let him freeze in place, and he hasn't recovered for a long time.

And the girl was not afraid of death so much that she patted his other cheek.

A finger dangled in front of him.

"Keep your mouth clean, or my sister will slap you."

Then the body pierced by the thorns collapsed.

For a time, the light rain fell, and the fragrance overflowed.

The man is messy in the wind, rain and wind.

One second, two seconds, three seconds,...

"Demon girl! How dare you humiliate me!"

The man suddenly let out a roar.

With a thud, he flew into a rage, staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

"I can't believe you have so much aura!"

Immediately, he no longer forcibly used teleportation, and his figure turned into an afterimage, chasing the girl like a raging lion.

He has already reacted.

This witch is only at the early stage of Jindan, and her mana is weak.

Even if she stood here and let her fight, she still couldn't break his defense with one move.

On the contrary, as long as he spotted a flaw in her, the other party would be dead.

Otherwise, that slap just now would not have slapped him, but slapped him on the head.

Instead cut off his head.

He thought he had seen through the girl's background, and made up his mind to fight a war of attrition with her.

If Bai Lu knew what was going on in his heart, she would die laughing.

Compare spiritual power with her?
The last Mahayana Heavenly Monarch who compared her background with her has disappeared.

And how does the man in anger know this kind of inside story?

He was humiliated by pressing his head and slapping his face in public.

Or the magic cultivator he despises.

He wished he could die of shame and anger.

So regardless of Sanqi 21, he raised his sword and chased after him.

Just like chopping melons and vegetables, brushing and brushing, with the twinkling stars, one after another body shattered.

The man looked ferocious and was burning with anger.

"Let me see how many figures you can conjure up?"

His beard and hair were all stretched out, his figure was as fast as thunder, and he turned into an afterimage, constantly wandering around, piercing her body with a sword.

The girl's shadow kept piercing and dissipating and solidifying, and then piercing and dissipating and solidifying again and again.

Every time, she bloomed like broken fireworks.

The sky is full of light and rain, and bursts of fragrant mist surge.

The figure of the girl seems to be endless, like a slide, flickering.

However, in Lu Er's eyes, that was clearly the girl's real body.

Whether it's flesh and blood, skin, meridians, blood, heartbeat, energy, soul, all kinds of information are telling him that it is the girl's real body.

But every time his long thorns were lifted up and pierced her body, the convenience turned into fragrance and rain.

Whenever this time, the girl's outrageous voice will sound.

Keep teasing him.

He chased tirelessly.

Gradually, he began to be out of breath, but his eyes became more and more red.

Another glaring slap print appeared on his face.

Like a bright red mark.

One left and one right, exactly symmetrical.

And the girl's voice kept ringing in his ears, stirring his nerves.

In the end, he was panting heavily, and he had completely lost his mind.

The physical and spiritual humiliation that the girl brought to him today.

More than his whole life put together.

He was as red as blood, his eyes were crazy, and he already showed signs of madness.

The majestic baby-changing sword cultivator was about to be pissed off by a Golden Core cultivator.

Seeing this, Shentu Yi who was not far away could not help but curse.

"Idiot! She is trying to provoke you on purpose!"

"The inexplicable swordsmanship focuses on attacking and attacking after attacking. If you blindly attack violently, you will not only lose the original intention of using calmness and restraint to wait for work at ease, but also fall into her tricks."

"There is something wrong with this girl, don't start a war of attrition with her! Be careful!"

"Be careful with you. Surrounded by the four of us, if you dare to be distracted, look at the sword!"

Cheng Dong shouted loudly, the flying sword in mid-air aimed at the gap, and aimed straight at his face like light or electricity.

It seemed as if the scene just now was repeated, but this time the offense and defense had changed.

It turned into a four-person onslaught.

Facing the encirclement like a storm, Shen Tuyi had no choice but to return to defense.

But his shouts resounded like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, resounding in the man's ears.

It tapped his eardrum over and over again.

Let him be enlightened and suddenly wake up.

With a swipe, his figure immediately stopped, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

He lowered his head, slowly closed his eyes, shook his head slightly and sneered.

"Yeah. I'm so stupid. Your agility is indeed very strong, even unbelievably strong. You use your own strengths to attack my weaknesses, which makes me tired of coping, and even exposes your weaknesses."

He raised his head, and when he opened his eyes again, the bloodshot eyes were slowly fading away.

The tyrannical eyes have returned to calm.

"But why should I compete with you in agility? Except for agility, I am better than you in every aspect. I am so stupid. Why should I use my shortcomings to beat your strengths? You are too weak. If I want to kill you, I just have to kill you." need……"

Like the sea after a storm, the calm sea is filled with terrible waves.

He stared at the direction of the girl, looking at the looming figure in the enchanting and graceful phantom.

Slowly raising the sword in his hand, he exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

He said lightly to her, "Break all laws with one force!"

While speaking, the long sword in his hand moved.

With one swing of the sword, it instantly turned into a hundred sword shadows.

At the same time, several black figures flashed from behind him.

Each black shadow exudes the breath of Nascent Soul, each holding a long sword.

Each one turned into a hundred or ten sword shadows.

In an instant, several figures, together with the long sword, were completely submerged in the pouring sword energy.

Lu Er, together with the black shadow behind him, turned into a crazy afterimage, and quickly approached the girl's figure.

The fierce and turbulent swords merged together, like a sudden hurricane.

Violent, destructive, irresistible.

"Destroy me!"

He shouted ferociously.

All the sword shadows split apart and all slashed at the phantoms of the fairy and witches.

In an instant, one after another graceful and enchanting phantoms shattered and turned into dots of star rain. Following the turbulent spiritual energy in the sword energy, they turned into wind and whizzed away amidst the rich fragrance.

After one sword strike, all the phantoms disappeared.

The black shadow dissipated, and Lu Er panted slightly.

With him as the center, the whole earth exploded radially.

In the strong wind of the fragrant mist, the figure of the girl slowly emerged, not far from him.

"Got you."

Lu Er grinned grimly.

The slender spikes shook, and suddenly a gust of wind whizzed past.

when!when!when!when!when!
There were dense parrying sounds.

There was a sneer on Lu Er's face, and the light of victory flashed in his eyes, the sword was like a gust of wind, and the sword energy directly covered that area.

He wants to kill her with a crushing posture!

However, a palpitating sword light flashed across.

Bang!
The man flew upside down with the long sword in his hand, knocked out of the light curtain, and rolled into the crowd of monsters.

A group of frenzied monsters culled them.

The stench was tangy.

But he still stared at the gray light curtain.

Under his unbelievable gaze, the girl in the light curtain slowly withdrew her long sword.

Give him a low smile.

"Sorry, my agility is not my strongest."

In the light curtain, all sword cultivators froze in unison.

No matter whether it was the Taiyi Palace or the Excalibur Taiyi Taoist, they turned their heads in disbelief and looked at the girl in a daze.

That fleeting breath.

"Climbing to the pinnacle, the tenth level of sword intent."

Lu Ping's voice trembled.


(End of this chapter)