After I worshipped Bodhi, I was invincible

Chapter 72 Never seen such a brazen person

As a martial artist, Ao Qing knows one thing very well.

That is the villain died of talking too much.

In the first round, he seized the opportunity, and Ao Qing didn't continue to ink. The spiritual power was concentrated in the sword, and he slashed away with another sword.

Bang!
Before he had time to conjure up the magic weapon, Xuanshi clenched his palms into fists to protect his body, and the circular shield formed a cover in front of him, barely blocking Ao Qing's sword light.

There was a crackling sound in front of him, and Xuanshi took a few steps back.

Although it was due to carelessness, Xuanshi could feel that Ao Qing's blow was quite powerful!

He has killed many monsters and evil spirits, and he knows exactly how much gold is in this blow.

Thinking about it again, the Dragon Clan is physically strong, so it is not surprising to have such strength.

All the cultivators watching the battle were stunned when they saw this scene. This little girl looked young, and she started fighting before others finished speaking. It was a bit fierce!

Zhou Zhiyu, who was worried about the battle situation, looked at the scene just now, and he was a little inconceivable.

She hadn't seen Ao Qing fight before. Although it was just a single blow, her swordsmanship was clean and sharp, and her moves were quick, accurate and ruthless.

In the field of stars, looking at the bloodstains on his arm, Xuanshi's eyes turned cold.

He stretched out his hand and transformed into a scimitar hanging by his side. The scimitar moved at will, spinning rapidly in the air, rolling towards Ao Qing's direction like a windmill.

The scimitar was surrounded by raging fire, and the heat wave roared in the air.

The scimitar and fire are vicious weapons. If you can't resist that blow, your whole body will be burnt to pieces.

The principle is similar to a fan rotating at high speed.

Ao Qing's face did not change, and a large ball of water condensed in his hand.

The water flow was wrapped around the rotating scimitar, Ao Qing manipulated the trend of the water flow, and actually stopped the rotating scimitar in the water flow.

Using softness to control rigidity, Xuanshi's desire to win is too strong, and the scimitar has unknowingly revealed its flaws.

Seeing that his black knife not only didn't cut Ao Qing, but was controlled by her water flow, Xuan Shi's face turned livid, and he squeezed the spell with his hand, a dark purple streamer shot into the curved knife.

In an instant, the spiritual power of Machete's body soared.

The dark glare exploded, and the water flow was shattered into countless water droplets and scattered around.

Ao Qing frowned, threw the fairy sword in the air, and quickly formed a seal with her fingers, several sword qi broke through the air, and the sword light formed a barrier to cover the scimitar.

Meanwhile, the water swords lined up in the air formed an overwhelming momentum, stabbing in the direction of Xuanshi in unison.

Bang bang bang!
The fireball in Xuanshi's hand hit the water sword, and there were several explosions in the air.

One person and one dragon cast spells for several rounds.

Seeing that Jiujiu couldn't hurt her, Xuanshi's face became darker and darker. After fighting with a little girl for so long, where does he put his face as a general?
The iron fan sitting on a thick tree trunk watched the battle, and held a weeping willow in his white fingers.

The green willow branches were gently swayed by the iron fan, she looked at Ao Qing and Xuan Shi, and then at Qin Ziyue who came by her side.

Both belong to the wood system, and both worshiped under the sect of Immortal Baihe.

Iron Fan majored in the wind element of the wood genus, while Qin Ziyue was the lightning element of the wood genus.

"This dragon girl is very powerful. The Xuanshi Spiritual Art Jue is overbearing and vicious, but the dragon girl is not at a disadvantage. She is the one who saved the two of you back then?"

Qin Ziyue said: "It was this senior who saved me."

The willow branch in Iron Fan's hand brushed between his eyebrows, and said with a slight smile, "I see, I really hope she can win."

Several pieces of fire knives cut through the water curtain controlled by Ao Qing, and the expression on Xuanshi's face was very ugly.

Obviously Ao Qing has just stepped into the high rank of the Celestial Immortal, how could he be able to hover with him for so long and still not lose the wind, this is impossible.

Is it a matter of incomplete soul?

Ever since the soul in his body was taken away by Liu Chang'an, he could feel that his body could not sustain a long-term battle, but he had no choice but to make a deal with him or die in the endless sea.

The culprit is still Ao Qing after all!
If it wasn't for Ao Qing, he wouldn't have made a deal with Liu Changan, and if it wasn't for Ao Qing, Xuan Ling wouldn't be looked down upon by Master Ziyun.

If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't be living in the inhuman and ghostly way I am now!

Thinking of this, he looked at the sweeping water waves, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a stream of blood on the black knife.

Whoosh whoosh!
The whole body of the black scimitar erupted with glaring blood, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled down, and there were also eerie lightning lingering in the clouds. He mobilized his essence and blood, and the scimitar turned rapidly, like an afterimage in the air.

Ordinary competition, actually mobilized blood?

All the monks watching the battle turned pale with shock.

A male cultivator frowned and said: "I have never seen such a brazen person. If you can't beat him, you will admit defeat. You have used up all your blood. What kind of hatred is this?"

"It's enough to learn from each other, why do you want to take his life?"

A piece of talisman paper was condensed in the male cultivator's hand, and he was prepared, in case the scimitar really hurt the female cultivator, he would block another blow.

"This female cultivator can reach the high level of a fairy, but the male cultivator is at the perfect level of a fairy. With such a gap, he actually used his blood? This behavior is simply embarrassing and contemptible!"

Zhou Zhiyu, who was sitting on the boulder watching the battle, turned pale when he saw this scene, and his small hands were tightly clutching the hem of the goose yellow skirt.

Even she could feel the horror of this blow, obviously with killing intent, how could Senior Sister Ao Qing resist the full blow of the blood essence blessing?
Clenching his fingers tightly, Zhou Zhiyu couldn't take his eyes off, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The black blood-smeared black knife rushed towards the monstrous water waves, and only heard a few sharp noises, the water waves were divided into several pieces, which exploded and scattered in all directions.

Opposite the hazy water vapor is a vague figure.

Aiming at the position of the figure, Xuanshi condensed spiritual power in his hand and poured it into the scimitar.

The scimitar then turned and cut towards Ao Qing's body at an astonishing speed!

Pfft!

The moment the blade touched the body, there was an ear-piercing shattering sound, and when you looked again, the person opposite the water curtain was not Ao Qing at all, but a lifelike paper figurine!

The monstrous water curtain just now was not a killer move, but... an intentional cover?
how is this possible……

How could she still have puppet magic?
At this moment, a white light quickly swept across Xuanshi's eyes, and the biting cold air also came from the neck, straight to the bone marrow.

Ao Qing looked at Xuanshi indifferently, the fairy sword in his hand was already on his neck.

"Sorry, you lost." Ao Qing said.

The whole place was silent, and there was no sound.

Holding the yellow talisman in his hand, the male cultivator who was about to cast the spell froze, and Zhou Zhiyu, who had been worried just now, also froze in place.

The people watching the battle looked at the broken paper figurine, and at Ao Qing whose clothes were flying.

I just felt that this battle was very exciting and interesting.

The waves are the curtain, and the paper man is the bait.

"I didn't expect that there is such a trick."

The disciples who watched the battle were full of emotion: "I thought that the female cultivator would definitely lose if the male cultivator used the blood essence, but I never expected that the golden cicada would be able to escape the shell, by surprise!"

(End of this chapter)