The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 190 Injured!
"Presumptuous!" As an elder of the Qingshan faction, he has always been respected, and he was so angry that he had never met someone who was so rude to them. , today I will teach you a good lesson on behalf of your elders!" After saying that, the skinny Taoist priest had two mace-shaped instruments in his hands, and attacked Xiao Yunchu without any explanation.

Feng Yunxiu originally wanted to step forward to stop him, but got Xiao Yunchu's sound transmission first, hesitated a little, told Wei Qing and others to watch out for the few Qi training periods, and directly jumped to face Wei Tao's master.

Wei Tao's master, Hong Yun, was in the late stage of foundation establishment, while the skinny monk Sun Pi Xiao Yunchu faced was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, so he was relatively easier to deal with.

Wei Qing and Lu Jiu were concerned about their masters. Although they wanted to help share the burden, they also knew that it was not easy to interfere with their current cultivation, so they could only tie up Wei Tao and his juniors with a sullen face and let them watch Standing, while always paying attention to the fighting situation ahead.

As soon as the four of them collided, they fought quite fiercely. Xiao Yunchu's opponent was of the same level of cultivation as hers, and the two maces they used were melee weapons, but Xiao Yunchu used the long whip made with spiritual force, and followed it casually. Grab a handful of leaves in the space and infuse them with spiritual power, making hundreds of fallen leaves as sharp as a knife blade, and they are distributed around Sun Pi, ready to cut a few wounds on him at any time.

Such an attack method shocked the opponent. Without much hesitation, he quickly changed weapons and took out an iron fan with a strange shape. When the fan handle was opened, dozens of silver needles flew out of it. , the silver needle flew out at an extremely fast speed, and suddenly there were strands of flames attached to the midair.

There were also some flaming silver needles coming towards Xiao Yunchu's face, but she threw them aside with a whip, and then threw out more leaves to continue to infuse spiritual power to attack. I will take out as many as you burn. How much posture.

Sun Pi's face was very ugly, and he continued to shoot the silver needles continuously, and pieces of flames scattered in all directions. Obviously, he majored in fire root, and it was easy to guess that she was cultivating from Xiao Yunchu's attack patterns. The root of the wood spirit, which has always been considered weak in the world, and the wood makes fire, just to help him.

It's just that Xiao Yunchu's attitude of not being afraid of exhaustion of spiritual power made Sun Pi feel a little uncertain, and it would take a lot of time to burn all the leaves, Xiao Yunchu would use the whip in his hand to harass the influence from time to time. He, in a short period of time, the two seemed to be indistinguishable.

Moreover, both of them use long-range attacks, and they are not close to each other. As long as they defend properly, it is not so easy to inflict wounds on each other.

Looking at the other side, Feng Yunxiu and Hong Yun are different. The weapons they use are swords. When they fight, it is a close combat with real swords and guns. It's just because Hong Yun is not a professional swordsman. At the same time, he also did not forget to use some spells to interfere, and Feng Yunxiu had to allocate part of his mind to deal with it.

Even though Hong Yun looks like he is only in his 150s, he is actually nearly [-] years old. He has more actual combat experience than Feng Yunxiu. The swordsmanship he uses looks quite fierce, and his moves are clean and neat. Not procrastinating, and because his own cultivation was a small realm higher, he really suppressed Feng Yunxiu at first.

But when Feng Yunxiu slowly found the rhythm, and with the addition of the spirit sword in his hand, he gradually became evenly matched with the opponent.

As the spiritual sword full of aura developed and showed its attack power, Hong Yun's face gradually showed horror, and he couldn't help asking while attacking, "Where did you get the spiritual sword in your hand?" Look at that precious light, it is clearly a top-grade treasure!
Even the spirit swords in his hands are only middle-grade spirit swords, and only the head of their Qingshan sect has a high-grade treasure, which is a defensive magic weapon. No one has seen it.

Now he suddenly found that this young-looking foundation-building cultivator in front of him still had a high-grade spirit sword that made him jealous. His eyes were red with jealousy, and he wished he could immediately take the spirit sword for himself.

After Feng Yunxiu saw this, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his lips, and he intentionally aroused the precious light of the spirit sword more clearly when attacking, so that people couldn't look away, seeing that the other party was so jealous that even the sword moves in his hand were so jealous. A little messed up, his facial features, which seemed to be fairly upright, were a little distorted, and his eyes became more and more mocking.

According to Wei Tao, his master is still an elder of the Qingshan School, but he lost his composure when he saw a spirit sword, and Beiyue's cultivation school is no different.

Seeing how powerful his family Xiaochu is, there are a bunch of spirit swords of similar grades in the space in the treasure house of the Refining Pavilion, and if you just take out a few, why are these people crazy with envy?

As the saying goes, jealousy changes people beyond recognition!
So what about monks who live longer than ordinary people?Cultivators are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, and no matter how celestial they are, they can't hide the desire that always exists in their bones.

Because this was the first time Feng Yunxiu had the opportunity to fight other monks, in order to test his limits, he did not rashly use the Thunderbolt Technique that he majored in, and only used the spirit sword to attack, even if it was accidentally The brocade robe was pierced by the opponent's sword energy and even left some injuries. As long as he avoided the vital points, it would be fine. The more intense the battle, the harder he was suppressed, the more motivated he was and the more aggressive he was.

At first, he still wanted to teach these monks from Beiyue a lesson, so that they would not dare to underestimate Da Zhou. After the fight, they forgot the original purpose and fought purely for the sake of fighting. After being an elder, Master Wei Tao, who rarely had the opportunity to fight with others, was terrified when he saw this, and felt that this son was too fierce, unlike the Da Zhou monk he knew before.

Just when Feng Yunxiu was getting better in the fight and found a weak point of the opponent and was about to attack it with one blow, two hurried and anxious shouts came from behind his eardrums, pulling his attention back in an instant.

"Master be careful!"

"Be careful ma'am!"

Feng Yunxiu's expression froze, and he turned his head quickly. When he saw that Sun Pi had planted dozens of flying knives behind her without knowing when, the color on the flying knives was clearly painted. It's poisonous!
Just when Wei Qing and Lu Jiu shouted, those flying blades shot at her back before she could react!
Feng Yunxiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and without hesitation, he left the opponent in front of him and rushed over to knock down those damned poisonous knives.

"Your opponent is me, where are you going!" Hong Yun wanted to block Feng Yunxiu's way, but his expression changed in surprise when he met his violent eyes and sudden burst of aura that seemed to be stronger than him.

"Get lost!" Feng Yunxiu swung his sword fiercely at his face. The stronger sword energy made Hong Yun instinctively back away, but it was too late to stop him. Xiao Yunchu, who also had a strange expression on his face, only subconsciously swung his sword at his back!
Feng Yunxiu obviously felt the sense of crisis coming from behind, but he didn't care about defense. He just rushed to her side with all his strength and pulled her into his arms to protect him. The action of urging the defensive magic weapon on his body was a little slower, not only failed to block all the flying blades, but caused one of them to severely cut off a piece of flesh on his left arm, and the sword from Hong Yun on the back It also fell down firmly.

Xiao Yunchu hugged his back with one hand and felt it was wet, and saw that the blood-red wound on his arm turned purple-black, red, and swollen at an extremely fast speed. It looked indescribably hideous and terrifying, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

You, you, how, what, dare!

(End of this chapter)