Don't bother cultivating immortals!The female supporting role changed against the sky

Old man Tian turned around and went to the inner room to change his clothes.

When Lin Qi saw a handsome middle-aged man coming out of the inner room, she blinked.

"Where's Master Tian?"

"you are……?"

The middle-aged handsome man's gentle face was a little dark, "I am!"

Lin Qi raised her eyes and said with suspicion, "Are you sure? I have some suspicion that Master Tian has been replaced by someone."

Tian Zheng looked at Lin Qi with a dead smile, "Since when did monks recognize people by their appearance? Little girl, are you not good enough at this level?"

Lin Qi said calmly: "There is no other monk like you who likes to dress up like an old man with a shaggy beard and hide in the crack of the door to peek at the other door all day long."

"If you hadn't hated Master Fang so much when you mentioned him, I would have thought you were interested in Master Fang."

"You...!" When Tian Zheng heard this, his facial features were distorted with anger.

Seeing Tian Zheng's original appearance, Lin Qi suddenly understood why he disliked Master Fang for being ugly and old.

Probably because he was so angry at Lin Qi's last words, he didn't even look at Lin Qi until the three of them left.

Lin Qi was also happy to be quiet.

During this period, Chu Jiucheng asked him out of pure curiosity: "Senior Tian, ​​what is the grudge between you and Fang Weapon Master? Do you hate him so much?"

Lin Qi added a word: "Kill your wife and seize your son?!"

After I finished speaking, I felt wrong.

"It turns out that Fang Meng is Master Fang's biological son..."

Before Lin Qi finished speaking, she was poked by Chu Jiucheng, and she realized that it was a bit cold around her.

Tian Zheng looked at her with cold eyes, slightly gritting his teeth.

Lin Qi looked east and west, pretending to be calm, "We have arrived at the agreed place, why hasn't Tan Yueqing arrived yet?"

As soon as Lin Qi finished speaking, an arrogant and cold voice sounded: "She can't come!"

The meeting place was at the mouth of a valley. Half of the mountain wall was cracked, probably due to a fight between the monks.

I don’t know where this voice came from, and it echoed in the air for a long time.

Lin Qi raised her eyebrows, not surprised.

"What should come will still come."

Chu Jiucheng had been eating Lin Qi's food for so long, and it finally had some effect.

His hand reached back and grasped the hilt of the sword. His face was calm, but his muscles were already tense.

"Which fellow Taoist is hiding in the dark, and what is his intention?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a long transparent needle came through the air, tearing apart the atmosphere of the space and causing the space to distort.

An invisible oppressive force hangs over the top of the head, and murderous intent spreads quietly.

Chu Jiucheng drew his sword with his backhand and swiped it casually.

boom!
A crisp and dull sound sounded, two deep pits were left under his feet, and a surge of spiritual energy exploded in the air.

Lin Qi attacked at the same time, and the dark blade of the God-cutting Sword glowed silver in the sunlight, and the sharp sword energy struck from all directions.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she found the hiding place of the man in the dark in a blink of an eye.

The figure disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye, appearing like lightning.

When he reappeared, he met Shang Yu's frightened eyes.

She subconsciously shouted: "Uncle Yi!"

The sharp voice sounded, and Uncle Yi had already taken the initiative to rush towards Lin Qi.

The Tai Chi Sword Intent comes out of the God-Zhancing Sword, and the Killing Sword Intent and the Cold Sword Intent merge to divide the world into two zones.

The momentum is surging like a tide, yet in a delicate balance.

Uncle Yi's aura broke this balance, and the power of the two swords increased sharply, bursting out with strong aggression.

The three breaths bite together in an instant.After exchanging a move, Uncle Yi took two steps back to protect Shang Yu.

Lin Qi did not hold on, but took a few steps back and shouted loudly: "Chu Jiucheng!"

The next moment, Chu Jiucheng flew over.

At the same time, another monk in black clothes and black robes, with only one pair of eyes showing, appeared next to Uncle Yi.

This person's aura is ordinary, but the sense of oppression he brings is stronger than Uncle Yi.

"Another Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Lin Qi faintly felt a sense of oppression from this man, but it didn't show any of it on his face.

It seemed that Shang Yu came prepared and had to teach Lin Qi a lesson.

Lin Qi suddenly raised her lips and smiled brightly at Shang Yu, "Shang Yu, don't let me catch you, otherwise... I will kill you."

Shang Yu hid behind Uncle Yi, and when he met Lin Qi's black and white, dangerous eyes, his heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and he felt panicked for no reason.

She did not dare to look at Lin Qi anymore, and only told Uncle Yi: "Uncle Yi, did you hear that? She threatened me!"

"Then kill her!"

Shang Yu raised his chin slightly, his expression grim, "I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but since you are so reckless..."

Before she finished speaking, Lin Qi held her hand in the air, and a four- to five-meter-long thunder whip came out of her palm and shot through the air.

Shang Yu was almost breathless from the sudden burst of powerful pressure.

She said in a panic: "Uncle Yi!"

Five transparent long needles were arranged in the void. With Uncle Yi's wave of his hand, they all attacked Lin Qi's thunder whip.

Another black-robed monk disappeared silently.

The thunder whip hit the long transparent needle, and powerful air waves exploded, rushing in all directions. Five explosions occurred in succession, and several thunder shadows were hidden like flying dragons.

Lin Qi moved her wrist, and was about to continue wielding the long whip to attack, when a sudden chill came from behind her.

Without thinking, she slashed at him with her other hand holding the God-Zhancing Sword.

At the same time, a gap opened in the space, and the disappeared man in black appeared in front of Lin Qi.

Facing the Zhanshen Sword falling in front of him, he smashed out a long stick from his palm.

The God-Decapitating Sword fell, and the space around the man in black was instantly shattered, forcing his entire body to be exposed.

Dangdang Dangdang!
In just one breath, the sword and the long stick collided countless times, causing sparks to fly.

Lin Qi has a strong physique and arrogant strength. She is almost invincible at the same level. Even ordinary Nascent Soul monks may not be able to have an advantage in strength when fighting against her.

But this stick-wielding monk was not even inferior to her.

After a few moves, her arms were numb and a gash opened in her mouth.

Little did Lin Qi know that Uncle Yi and the black-robed monk were even more frightened.

Lin Qi was only a late-stage Jindan cultivator, but she could actually compete with him, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who cultivated both body and law.

This is not only an outstanding talent, it is simply abnormal!

Uncle Yi had the same idea as Shang Yu at this moment, wanting to kill Lin Qi completely.

Since you have offended people to death, if you don't completely eradicate it, you will let the tiger go back to the mountain, causing endless harm!

Uncle Yi flew over, wanting to attack Lin Qi with the black-robed man, but who knew he was stopped halfway.

Chu Jiucheng held a jet-black long sword in his hand. The blade of the sword was blown by the fierce wind. It was black and green, giving it a full sense of oppression.

He said politely: "Senior, your opponent is me."

Uncle Yi had already fought against Chu Jiucheng once, and he frowned knowing that this young man with perfect cultivation skills was not easy to deal with.

After all, Chu Jiucheng came from a family of swordsmen in Zhongzhou. If he took it seriously, his aura would instantly rise, posing a strong threat to Uncle Yi.

As Chu Jiucheng's sword fell, Uncle Yi immediately recognized his identity.