Quick wear: the host has become an innocent white lotus again

Chapter 158 Senior Sister Qing Leng VS Junior Sister Huang Qi 54
Li Yukou laughed for a long time, as if thinking of something, there was a crazy luster in his eyes.

"No, no, maybe I still have a chance to live, but you don't have any more! You are a pawn of the fairy gate, and if you die, your lord has a reason to crusade against the demons, and I am a pawn of the royal family. Once, the royal family has no reason to crop the demons. Hahahahahahaha ... Who makes the father the princess the most disliked? The princess is cheap embryo, the cheap embryo is good, the cheap embryo can not die! "

They have been arguing for so long, Hui Ling has been watching with cold eyes, nothing else, she is the arrival of the royal family and the people of the fairy sect.

He Zishu's cultivation level is advanced, his eyes and ears are sharp, and he probably knows their movements like the palm of his hand. If he wants to get rid of He Zishu's god, then he must make the things He Zishu most likes no longer in his hands.

Hui Ling pursed her lips and raised her sword, her voice was clear, "Junior Sister Jukou, whether you believe it or not, I have never been proud of myself in front of you."

"Master, draw your sword."

Hui Ling had just wrestled with He Zishu for so long, and He Zishu didn't draw his sword, but Hui Ling knew that He Zishu was also counting the time, he was counting the time when the disciples of the immortal sect and the royal family would arrive, as long as he killed They will be fine.

That's why He Zishu played with her like a cat and a mouse.

But it's different now, Hui Ling wants to reveal the fact that she has obtained Ling Ren, distracting him.

"A traitor, you actually drew your sword against your master! The master deliberately let you, you..."

He Zishu's indifferent eyes widened instantly, looking at the sword in Hui Ling's hand.

Just now, Ling Ren got the meaning of Hui Ling, so he didn't need to restrain his sharpness anymore, his aura surged for a while, and the sword body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light.

"Where did you get this sword from?!"

He Zishu changed his usual indifferent expression, and stared madly at the Ling Ren in Hui Ling's hand. He Zishu keenly sensed the pure and incomparable aura.The spiritual energy emitted by the sword in Hui Ling's hand is the same as the spiritual energy he has been chasing these days!
This should have been his sword!It's actually in Hui Ling's hands at this moment!He shouldn't have shown mercy to Hui Ling just now, he should have killed her immediately!

He Zishu's exile's expression was completely shattered, madness, and bloodthirsty sharpness burst out from his body. Even He Zishu didn't use a lot of strength when dealing with Zhou Yu, but now he was going to use it all on Hui Ling.

"Guess, master, where did this sword come from?"

Hui Ling soared into the sky, facing Zhou Yu and He Zishu far away, standing at the corner of a triangle.

Ling Ren also began to change forms under the benefit of Hui Ling, whether it was a knife, or an axe, or a sword, or a halberd. In just a short moment, the weapon in Hui Ling's hand changed into more than a dozen forms, and finally turned into a silk-wristed weapon. As Hui Ling spun around and returned to her hand, it turned into a long sword.

"This sword actually connects with your soul?" He Zishu was surprised.

No matter how you say it, you are the Master of the Immortal Gate, and you are well-informed. Although Ling Ren is the only immortal weapon in the world, there are also weapons that can be compatible with the master and communicate with each other.

At this moment, Hui Ling can change the shape of the long sword in her hand at will, which shows how well Hui Ling fits this sword.

But Hui Ling has used since he was a child an iron sword that he bought for three pennies from the bazaar in the world, imitating the shape of a fairy sword, without a trace of aura, and Hui Ling can fly with the sword just like this, which shows how talented he is .

Now that she has such a good weapon, if she is still kept, wouldn't she immediately surpass him?

He Zishu was full of gloom, and he knew that it was right to target Hui Ling since he was a child, because the person who threatened him the most in this world was not Zhou Yu at all, but Hui Ling.

"Master, there is no need to say more. Since Master wants to kill me, then I will dare to challenge Master, regardless of life or death! Say there is still a possibility of survival!"

At this moment, He Zishu couldn't care about anything else, the only thing he could think of was the sword in Hui Ling's hand, as long as he had this sword, his identity would be able to stand firm!
Kill Hui Ling!
Kill Hui Ling!
After killing Hui Ling, the sword will be his!
The roar in his heart completely blinded He Zishu's eyes, and he summoned the spirit sword to attack Hui Ling impatiently. This attack was fierce and impatient, and he wanted Hui Ling's life.

And what Hui Ling wanted was this effect, when fighting with He Zishu, he used Ling Ren's sword energy to pierce a layer of his flesh from time to time, the wound would not be too deep, but it was also painful.

Only in this way, He Zishu would want the sword in Hui Ling's hand even more, and he would think that it must be because of the sword that Hui Ling wounded him with a sword!

Now the situation is completely reversed, Hui Ling is like the cat playing with the mouse, playing tricks and tricks. After a while, large and small marks appeared on He Zishu's arms, back, and shoulders, but He Zishu didn't Don't care about these, what he wants is the sword in Hui Ling's hand!

A gleam of light flashed in He Zishu's eyes, and his confidence was even stronger!

Although Hui Ling's cultivation level is not bad, compared with him, it is undoubtedly not qualified.Now that Hui Ling was consuming such a crazily output of spiritual energy and using the spirit sword to fight him, as long as he continued to consume Hui Ling like this, Hui Ling's spiritual energy would always dry up before him.

At that time, Hui Ling is like a fish in a jar to him, and the spirit sword in Hui Ling's hand is naturally his possession!
The two fought so fiercely that they could not be seen clearly on the ground, only two white lights intersecting each other in the air.

Jiang Li raised his head and didn't blink his eyes, he was very grateful.

The senior sister saved him again, and he was already ready to die, but unexpectedly, the senior sister rushed in front of him again.

How did Hui Ling know that Jiang Li had so many mental activities, she only had one thought, which was to prolong this fight until those people came together.

Where He Zishu hurts the most, she can just stab the knife there.

He wanted to stand on the top of the pyramid, but she wanted him to fall into the mud.That's not counting, he still needs to roll three times in the mud, whether he can get out of the mud is his own fortune.

Finally, when Ling Ren cut through He Zishu's left arm again, the system played a notification sound.

[Host, here we come. 】

Hui Ling turned and backed away, He Zishu's body was covered with scars at this time, with blood dripping densely, but none of them were serious injuries, they were all small wounds one after another.

Just because they are wearing white clothes, these reds are particularly obvious.

"Master, do you hate disciples that much?"

He Zishu wanted to kill Hui Ling and seize the sword in her hand before defeating Zhou Yu, so he had no scruples for a long time.His voice is no longer as clear as before, full of hostility, every word.

"From the moment you were born, you deserve to die! Xiangrui's life in this world has disturbed the dreams of many people! The prince in the palace wants you to die! Your father wants you to die! Li Yanko wants you to die! As a teacher Of course I wish you could die!"

(End of this chapter)