I am the only devil in the whole world of cultivation

Chapter 275 Revealing the authenticity of the goddess

This was the first time Xie Zhengliu met Zhao Qingwu after he had washed away his demonic aura.

Different from the previous meeting where they had almost no communication in Shangsanqian, this time it was the first time that the two of them, who had deep hatred, had such a straightforward confrontation since the attack on the Hengtian Sect.

Almost as soon as Zhao Qingwu saw Xie Zhengliu's face, he couldn't help feeling fear in his heart.

Even though she said she hated Xie Zhengliu, she seemed to want to kill him as soon as they met.

But after experiencing the Hengtian Sect's right hand being cut off by the opponent before, and the demons being led by the opponent to kill the young master of the Li family on the third floating island.

Zhao Qingwu unknowingly became deeply afraid of Xie Zhengliu.

She didn't know when this fear appeared, but when she discovered it now, she realized that this feeling of fear had been deeply rooted in her heart.

"Xie Zhengliu, you finally showed up." Zhao Qingwu tightened her grip on the Demon-Breaking Sword and tried to look more imposing.

Xie Zhengliu did not answer her question, but silently glanced around the female cultivator in front of him from top to bottom.

As expected, she was just like Xie Peiqing said, her cultivation was just accumulated through luck.

These cultivation levels look very high, but in fact there is not much real information in them.

A smile appeared at the corner of Xie Zhengliu's mouth: "You have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. In the past, you were praised by everyone for the sword bone you took from me. Now, you are praised for the luck you took from others. The so-called goddess."

"What nonsense are you talking about! What sword bones, what luck, I can't understand what you are saying as a devil." Zhao Qingwu didn't expect that Xie Zhengliu would reveal her secret as soon as he came, and say it so loudly. Everyone listens.

She was sent as the savior goddess to deal with these demons. She had previously killed the demons that besieged the Evil Punishing Sect very easily, and people could tell how powerful she was at a glance.

But even though Zhao Qingwu was powerful, the three thousand monks did not completely trust her.

Just like at this moment, Zhao Qingwu was fending off the enemy in front, while three thousand heads of aristocratic families and powerful men were sitting in the huge defensive flying boat behind him.

Relying on the powerful cultivation of these monks, what they say here will fall into the ears of those people accurately.

If these people found out that there was something fishy about the goddess, would I still be alive?

Zhao Qingwu broke out in cold sweat when he thought of this.

But Xie Zhengliu seemed to see through her guilty conscience, and continued to say: "It's so pitiful. I want to learn swordsmanship, but because I don't have sword bones, I can only deprive others of their things. I want to become stronger, but because I don't have enough perseverance, You can only absorb the luck of others and add your own cultivation level to it. Zhao Qingwu, you are such a pathetic person."

"Shut up, you are not allowed to talk nonsense again!" Zhao Qingwu was really scared now. She raised the Demon-Breaking Sword and wanted to kill Xie Zhengliu directly, because she was worried that if the other party continued to talk, she would really be exposed.

The Demon-Breaking Sword is so powerful, and its ability to restrain demons is so strong, she can definitely kill Xie Zhengliu!
With this thought in mind, Zhao Qingwu rushed towards Xie Zhengliu, as if he wanted to shut up the other party quickly with a powerful offensive.

However, Xie Zhengliu's strength exceeded her imagination. Not only did he block the attack of the Demon-Breaking Sword, he even used a strange force to overturn her!

It can be said that since Zhao Qingwu became a goddess, she has never been suppressed by others, let alone suffered a loss at the hands of demons.

But just today, when she was the proudest, she felt pressure from Xie Zhengliu again.No, this is impossible!

How could the Demon-Breaking Sword be suppressed by a demon?

"I remember that I cut off your right hand before. It's not easy for a monk's right hand to grow back. I'm afraid this isn't your hand, and who did you steal it from?" Xie Zhengliu suddenly approached and was still there. Zhao Qingwu doubts his life.

Her voice was loud enough for the surrounding monks and demons to hear.

Zhao Qingwu's face became even more ugly: "You are talking nonsense, I didn't, you are talking nonsense!"

At this moment, it seems that she can only say these two sentences.

"Why am I talking nonsense? Doesn't this hand belong to someone else? Do you dare to swear to heaven that the sword bone in your body is your own, and your right hand is also your own?"

Zhao Qingwu immediately flew away from Xie Zhengliu's attack range, but Xie Zhengliu had prepared for this early. The moment she appeared, she quietly weaved a large net with her magical power, trapping Zhao Qingwu firmly. In it.

Zhao Qingwu couldn't escape, and what frightened her even more was that her right hand seemed to have developed intelligence, and was no longer under her control, and had a faint tendency to break free from her body.

"No! This is mine, this is my right hand. It's not someone else!" She kept telling herself this, but the escape of her right hand became more and more obvious.

Xie Zhengliu looked at this scene indifferently, and she cast a little fairy power on that right hand.That right hand immediately had the power to break away from Zhao Qingwu.

The Demon-Breaking Sword that was originally tightly held by Zhao Qingwu was suddenly released and fell to the ground. The right hand was torn from Zhao Qingwu's body out of thin air. Without giving Zhao Qingwu a chance to catch it, he went straight towards it. Flying in a certain direction.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone and directly aroused the monks' consternation and suspicion.

An elder from the Punishing Evil Sect asked Feng Qianqi in front of the other powerful men, "What's going on? Is your disciple's right hand really not hers?"

Facing the questioning from everyone, Feng Qianqi just drank the spirit tea silently without saying a word.

On the flying boat, some monks who had long been suspicious of Zhao Qingwu whispered to their apprentices to follow the flying hand to see where it went.

Wan Chuan, who had been cold for many days, also smiled at this moment, and quickly led people to get his sword back.

The chaos on the battlefield continues.

Zhao Qingwu suddenly lost one of her hands. She was already in pain and sweating on her forehead. She couldn't bear the pain of practicing the sword with her left hand, so after losing her right hand, she could no longer control the Demon-Breaking Sword.

Xie Zhengliu was not polite and threw a bit of his immortal power at the Demon-Breaking Sword. The Demon-Breaking Sword flashed with light, and the sword spirit, which had been imprisoned for a long time, was finally free.

As soon as he ran out, he controlled his body to fly towards Zhao Qingwu, and then scolded her: "People with evil intentions are not worthy of being my master! You want to trap me with luck, bah! What the hell? .You still want to suppress me!"

The voice coming from the Demon-Breaking Sword was so obvious at this moment that anyone could understand that this was the sword spirit of the Demon-Breaking Sword speaking.

At this moment, after listening to the words of the Demon-Breaking Sword and Sword Spirit, who else can’t help but know the truth of the matter?
This Zhao Qingwu is not a so-called goddess at all!

(End of this chapter)