Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The four of them took action instantly.

The charming woman squeezed the magic weapon with her hands, and the flaming thorns immediately turned into several feet in length.

"Extreme Fire Thorn...let me go!"

The long thorn instantly turned into a stream of light, dragging the tail flame and attacking Yun Ningshuang.

At the same time, the other three people used their own methods.

The middle-aged man holding a folding fan opened it towards Yun Ningshuang, and a gust of hot wind took shape.

The rickety old man patted the backpack in front of him, and there was a wooden puppet inside. After receiving the order, the puppet instantly flew high into the sky, and pounced on it with claws and teeth. It turned out to be a puppet technique.

The burly man held a big sword, spiritual power surged, flames covered him, and a flaming sword energy burst out.

Yun Ningshuang's expression remained as usual, she stepped lightly and her figure had already left the boat. The white figure looks like a vigorous spiritual rabbit, sideways avoiding the attack of the Extreme Fire Thorn. A sharp sword energy is directed at the charming woman, forcing her to defend herself and have to temporarily give up the use of the Extreme Fire Thorn.

An iron bridge crossed over the flaming sword energy coming towards him, and the snow-white long sword came out of his hand, turning into a white stream of light and arriving in front of the burly man in the blink of an eye. Although the opponent kept retreating and even raised his sword to parry, the long sword was so fast. It was too fast and still pierced his chest. The sharp sword energy swept through the big man's limbs and bones in an instant, causing him extreme pain.

"The ultimate magic weapon!"

An exclamation came from the big man's mouth, as if to remind his companions, but as soon as the middle-aged man holding the folding fan heard it, he saw the white figure tearing away the scorching wind, and the cold bare hands pinched his throat. The middle-aged monk hurriedly He retreated to avoid this fatal blow. At the same time, he slashed across with the long sword in his hand, encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao.

There was wind at Yun Ningshuang's feet, and she stepped forward with strange steps. She stepped forward in an instant, slapped the long knife with one hand, and made a muffled sound. The other hand stepped back and pinched the middle-aged monk's shoulder.

"Ha... I caught you."

The middle-aged monk looked frightened.

Click!

"ah……"

The sound of broken bones mixed with the big man's screams echoed through the sky.

"help me!"

Click, click, click!

The puppet finally arrived...

The middle-aged monk had hope in his heart, but the next moment, Yun Ningshuang's backhand was a spell.

A giant golden hand appeared out of thin air and was indestructible. The puppet with its teeth and claws was instantly slapped to the ground and scattered in several sections. Its spiritual power was lost and it had lost its ability to move.

The rickety old man not far away spat out a mouthful of blood with hatred.

It’s not orthodox puppetry after all!

"No……"

A head flies into the sky!

The pupils of the other three people shrank sharply. They really didn't expect Yun Ningshuang to be so powerful.

"How could she be so strong? She is definitely not at the twelfth level of Qi Refining." The charming woman looked at her companion whose corpses were separated, and couldn't help feeling sad.

The four of them accepted the mission in the sect. They thought that with their four twelfth level Qi refining, they would be able to deal with Yun Ningshuang, who was at the same level. They even spent a lot of money to rent a set of trapping flags to prevent Yun Ningshuang from escaping.

"We must keep her no matter what. She will be stronger after she builds her foundation. It will be extremely difficult to get rid of her then. We will also become her prey."

The charming woman quickly gave orders. She may not be the strongest among the four, but the other three all listened to her decision, "Ghost old man, rough guy, hurry up and show your skills, otherwise the three of us will inevitably fight with each other." The same fate as a paper scholar."

"Yan Ji, I have a method, but it takes time to use. You two protect me." The rickety old man said in a deep voice. They were no longer as arrogant as when they came.

"Old ghost, if you have any spells, cast them quickly. If you succeed, I will let you sleep again!" The charming woman's eyes lit up. She knew that although this old ghost was in the Qi Refining realm, he was still a little stressed after decades of practice. Tricks at the bottom of the box.

"Jie Jie... then you should watch carefully."

The rickety old man threw away the backpack in his hand, put the crutches in front of him, and formed seals with his hands. Wisps of dark spiritual power surged out from his limbs, like ferocious little snakes, burrowing into his back.

His hunched back gradually grew larger, as if something was about to burst out of his skin, and an evil aura filled the air.

"Crooked way!" Yun Ningshuang made a move with her hand, and the long sword flew back into her hand, and she was killing the rickety old man. She could feel that something troublesome was growing behind the old man's back.

A broadsword fell from the sky and blocked Yun Ningshuang's path. The burly man who was missing an arm muttered something in his mouth, and the flames on the sword's magic weapon were like blood.

"die!"

The top-quality long sword tore through the flames, Yun Ningshuang shuttled past, and her palm covered with golden light pressed on the Tianling Cap of the burly man, causing the man's seven orifices to bleed instantly.

"Yun Ningshuang, stop it quickly...or I will kill these three brats."

At some point, the charming woman came around to the boat and took Wang Fu and the others hostage regardless of their status as immortal cultivators.

Three spiritual fire snakes were suspended in front of the three of them. Wang Fu felt that his whole body was being burned extremely uncomfortable, and he hated the witch next to him. Wang Feng buried his head in the boat and trembled non-stop, muttering "I want to go home, I want to go home..."

Zhou Peng was not much better. His fat body was trembling and he collapsed on the edge of the boat. A smell came from his pants.

"Do you think I can't catch you even if you hold three mortal children hostage? It's ridiculous." Yun Ningshuang let go of her hand, and the burly man immediately fell to the ground limply, dead.

She patted her white jade hands, which had lost their golden light, and stared at the charming woman.

"If you really surrender, I will let these three little ghosts go. Otherwise, these three little ghosts will definitely die in front of me. At that time, your perfect Dao heart will inevitably leave a flaw." The charming woman yelled madly, "Do you dare to bet?"

"I never bet..." Yun Ningshuang shook her head and waved her hand to insert the long sword into the ground.

The charming woman showed joy.

"As expected of Fairy Ningshuang..."

However, she didn't notice that in the small boat, an inconspicuous three-inch silver needle was slightly turbulent, and then it floated lightly and shakily.

Wang Fu happened to catch a glimpse of the silver needle. He had read many fairy stories and immediately guessed that it was something from a beautiful fairy.

"Hey, stinky woman, let me go quickly..." Wang Fu shouted at the charming woman.

"Little ghost, what are you calling me..." The charming woman's expression turned cold.

"Stinky woman, I said you are ugly, ugly and smelly, just like the stink bugs in my pit." Wang Fu's words were shocking, and even Wang Feng and Zhou Peng couldn't help but look up.

"My brother... This is like holding a lantern in the pit, don't you think you can't die quickly enough..."

"Stinky little devil!" The charming woman was really angry, "I'll kill you!"

She waved her hand, and the red fire snake burned towards Wang Fu.

Whoosh!

The three-inch silver needle in the boat flew out at the same time, and in the blink of an eye it pierced into the back of the charming woman's head. The charming woman's pupils shrank, and her vitality was lost. When the silver needle drilled out from her eyebrows, she couldn't even say a word, and she died.

"Hey, it's really like what is written in the book. The villain dies because of talking too much." Wang Fu was still thinking about the stories in the books in the school, and then he felt a burning pain in his chest.

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"Help me, immortal, help me!"

After the death of the enchanting woman, the fire snake was out of control, and a poisonous fire fell on Wang Fu, instantly burning through the clothes on Wang Fu's chest, burning towards his flesh and blood like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

The poisonous fire poured into Wang Fu's body without any hindrance.

"Help me, immortal..."

A cold hand fell on Wang Fu's back, and it was Yun Ningshuang who said: "Stop howling, I heard it."

A cold breath poured into his body from behind, and Wang Fu immediately felt that the burning in his chest was much better, but that was all, and the hot breath still existed.

"The fire poison has entered your body, and you are a mortal. You are lucky to be alive. Don't move. Your body is too weak to withstand a large amount of spiritual power. You can only remove the fire poison bit by bit." Yun Ningshuang felt helpless, but she had a good impression of this kid named Wang Fu. Facing the hostage of the Liehuomen bug, he did not piss his pants in fear, and he helped a lot.

If Wang Fu hadn't scolded him, she wouldn't have been able to get the magic weapon hidden on the boat so easily.

On the other side, the thing behind the hunchbacked old man finally broke out of its shell.