The elder sister of Jianzong became the rival Bai Yueguang

Chapter 94 Nan Wuyou Escapes from the United Sword Formation, All the Elders Recognize Nan Wuyou

Before she opened her eyes, Nan Wuyou felt that someone was touching her face, the movements were extremely gentle, full of pity.

The scorching eyes of the rioters could not be ignored, Nan Wuyou's eyelashes trembled, and finally opened his eyes.

"Qiao Chunfeng?!"

It was only then that Nan Wuyou noticed that she was being held in Qiao Chunfeng's arms, and hurriedly got up a few steps away from him, feeling her legs were so weak that she almost fell over.

Kneeling beside him, Qiao Chunfeng stood up slowly, seeing Nan Wuyou's nervous expression, he couldn't help chuckling, "Senior sister, so you are still afraid of me?"

Nan Wuyou looked around vigilantly, it was a completely unfamiliar environment, "What kind of place is this?"

Qiao Chunfeng said: "Eighth Junior Sister's Yingwu Island is the first in the sword formation."

Nan Wuyou hadn't been to many places except for a few people who were acquainted with each other, and she didn't even know where the elders lived, even if they were all in the Yuheng Sect.

Now that she was suddenly thrown into Liu Qiqi's residence, she naturally didn't know her when she first arrived.

Nan Wuyou quickly calmed down, and looked at Qiao Chunfeng without surprise, "Are you guarding the first line?"

Qiao Chunfeng nodded slightly, and said with a gentle smile, "It's good for my senior sister to keep the first course. After all, I don't want my senior sister to pass smoothly, and I don't want my senior sister to waste her efforts."

Nan Wuyou looked at him coldly, "You really have a clear purpose."

"I have a clear goal." Qiao Chunfeng smiled unabated, and took a step closer to Nan Wuyou, "Senior Sister has lived with me for many years and should understand me. I will never give up until I achieve my goal."

Nan Wuyou finally noticed something strange in his body, his spiritual power was so weak that it was almost difficult to gather it, and his hands and feet were so weak that he could hardly use his strength.

Nan Wuyou looked at the person opposite in disbelief, with a sullen expression on his face: "Qiao Chunfeng, are you giving me medicine?"

"Senior sister, don't worry, I personally control the dosage, it will only make the senior sister temporarily inconvenient to move, and will not cause any harm to the senior sister." Qiao Chunfeng's face showed a bit of complacency, "Senior sister is too big for the second senior brother." It would be too ruthless to me if you favor too much."

Although it was an expression of dissatisfaction, there was no sign of dissatisfaction.Qiao Chunfeng spoke softly and softly, the corners of Mr. Pianpian's lips were slightly curved, and he watched Nan Wuyou leisurely.

Nan Wuyou took Feishuang out of the sheath in his hand, his face turned cold and his voice was angry, "Then you may be underestimating me."

"Senior sister, you can come anyway." Qiao Chunfeng frowned, standing on the spot without any movement, "If senior sister forcibly stimulates the spiritual power, the effect of the medicine will only develop faster. I think the senior sister has not passed the first sword formation yet." , has lost its ability to move.”

"..." Nan Wuyou gripped Feishuang's sword hilt tightly.

Qiao Chunfeng kindly reminded: "Senior sister has intensively practiced mystical arts earlier, and the moves of senior sister are not restricted in the sword formation. Mysterious arts can also help senior sister pass the level."

Nan Wuyou hit the nail on the head and pointed out what he meant, "You are already very capable in cultivating profound arts, and I can't compare to you."

"It seems that senior sister still has self-knowledge." Qiao Chunfeng nodded slightly, and continued to be provocative: "So I am very curious about how senior sister plans to pass the test? If today's ten sword formation cannot pass the test, the marriage between senior sister and second senior brother will be considered a mess. "

"Qiao Chunfeng, you are really good." Nan Wuyou smiled angrily, "You think I will be planted by you today, but I am not as good as you want."

"Senior sister, please enlighten me."

Feishuang sacrificed and threw it high, the Void Swords were transformed into several, the snow shadows with thousands of blades were cold and radiant, and the ten thousand swords returned to the sect sword formation was completed.

Wan Jian Guizong is the ultimate display of the sword cultivator's spiritual power. It is powerful and has a huge formation. There is a minimum requirement for cultivation, and it consumes a lot of spiritual power. It is obvious that Nan Wuyou wants to fight quickly.

Qiao Chunfeng shook his head helplessly, "When your medicine fully takes effect, other brothers and sisters will not be like me and show mercy to you, senior sister."

Feishuang struck Qiao Chunfeng precisely with his blade. Qiao Chunfeng didn't fight back. He dodged lightly and swung his palm talisman to hit the edge of the sword. He knew Nan Wuyou's sword skills very well, so Nan Wuyou naturally had nothing to do with him.

Feishuang's swordsmanship changed suddenly, and all moves were reversed in an instant. Qiao Chunfeng didn't feel flustered, but was still able to handle it with ease. I have also studied the reverse sword technique thoroughly, the second senior brother should not be able to do this, right?"

"That's really embarrassing for you." Nan Wuyou snorted coldly, "But don't forget, I used to be famous for my flexibility."

The edge of the sword suddenly changed again, and collided with Qiao Chunfeng's expected retreat. Nan Wuyou seized the opportunity to turn against the wind and deal a heavy blow to Qiao Chunfeng. Qiao Chunfeng was repelled a lot, and his arm was scratched by Feishuang's sword.

Bright red blood gushed out, staining the bright pink sleeves red.

Qiao Chunfeng's relaxed face disappeared instantly, and the folding fan, the magic weapon in his hand, appeared. This is the magic of Wan Jian's return to the clan. As long as you seize the opportunity, you will win an overwhelming victory.

Feishuang's fractal sword, light and sword shadow, must cut Qiao Chunfeng into pieces.

Thinking of the friendship in the past, Nan Wuyou didn't really hurt Qiao Chunfeng, Qiao Chunfeng's defeat was already set, and the folding fan was already out of his hand before it could take off. .

Nan Wuyou stood in front of him, and said coldly: "Chunfeng, you lose, I still have a chance."

"Senior sister is really smart." Qiao Chunfeng was convinced, and took out the key to her, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Nan Wuyou glanced at him, and refused brightly: "You don't practice swordsmanship, knowing these things is useless. Qingchen can't learn these things from me, so you will hardly see them in the future."

Qiao Chunfeng didn't give up, "What's so good about Second Senior Brother? How can I not compare to him, Luo Qingchen?"

"Emotional matters can't be forced, you don't have to compare Chunfeng with Qingchen." Nan Wuyou took the key in his hand and lifted his foot out of his sight, "Study hard is the right way, don't be obsessed with love between children long."

The second sword formation is the Four Elders.

Nan Wuyou had clearly felt the effect of the medicine, his head was dizzy and his legs were weak, and he could hardly lift Feishuang in his hand.

Before the Fourth Elder opened his mouth to speak to her, Nan Wuyou hit her without saying a word and raised his sword. The spiritual power crit continued to output, and the Fourth Elder was caught off guard by the Lingsheng bombardment. Down the line.

The third sword formation is Song Bai, the Seventh Elder.

Her former seventh junior was not very talented, but she was a model of hard work and hard work.Today's cultivation base is not very high, it is the calm type like Zhao Qingxiu.

According to what Yuan Qing gave her, Song Bai, a second-rank Lingsheng, was a strong enemy of hers.

Nan Wuyou's cultivation base was already different from Song Bai's, and with Qiao Chunfeng's medicinal effects at play, Nan Wuyou was really powerless, and was almost defeated by Song Bai's two or three tricks.

Song Bai frowned and looked at her, "Are you injured in front?"

"No." Nan Wuyou only felt dizzy, and his footsteps were so sloppy that he almost fell over. Nan Wuyou raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin on his head, gritted his teeth and stabbed the hairpin into his shoulder.

The clothes on his shoulders turned red instantly, and there was a severe pain. Nan Wuyou finally regained consciousness a lot, but Song Bai was shocked, "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Wuyou's hand changed from Feishuang to Zhu Hao, "Uncle Qi, let's continue."

Using profound techniques to make up for the gap in cultivation base, and the influence of the current physical discomfort, Nan Wuyou was highly nervous and suppressed the feeling of drowsiness.

Zhu Hao drew a talisman to attack with profound art, and the red light exploded into two-way confrontation. Nan Wuyou took advantage of the loophole in the way of swordsmanship, narrowly defeated Song Bai and passed the third round.

The fourth is the Yuan and Qing Dynasties.

"Sister."

Yuan Qing supported the crumbling Nan Wuyou, and had already offered the key to the next sword formation, and asked incomprehensibly, "The first three formations are not difficult, you shouldn't have any problems, Song Bai made things difficult for you? "

Nan Wuyou almost collapsed and sat down on the spot, "Let me rest for a while..."

(End of this chapter)