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After Jin Ping'er made up her mind, she quickly allocated her own plan to fight the enemy, and endured the system's infusion of knowledge into her consciousness and body.

In addition to these, verbal coercion is also indispensable.

Jin Ping'er had a thought, and facing Zhang Yan's direction, he snorted coldly and said:

"Huanxi Zen people, everyone gets it and punishes them. The mere obscenity and medicine also want to move my heart. Even if this king dies in battle today, your end will not be too far away. You have fled to Nanfanyu, and Where can I escape? The next step is to go to the underworld to report."

"Jin Ping'er, don't pretend to be benevolent and moral. Even if you have great powers behind you to help you, you will not go on the right path. You, Prince Qin, marry Yannv, and you are destined to go to the devil's path. Could it be that you are still planning to wait for your Princess Qin in the future? Kill you with your own hands?"

"People like you naturally can't understand. Today, this king only wanted to save people, but the sky didn't follow people's wishes. Today, this king will act on behalf of the sky and kill you, a happy demon."

"Bah, it turns out that he is really a hypocrite cultivated by the righteous bull-nosed man, even his words have a sour taste.

Tsk tsk, poor monk, I like to toss you like this. "

"After taking so many medicines from the poor monk, just obediently let him be arrested."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, his cassock was rolled up, and his body moved rapidly. The speed was almost in the blink of an eye, and Jin Ping'er could feel the threat immediately.

Jin Ping'er's body retreated sharply, and the faint purple aura instantly followed her left hand's sword finger to stroke the sword, instantly dyeing the entire sword body.

Linghai swordsmanship, Lingchao.

These four levels of Linghai swordsmanship have reached the mortal realm of Linghai swordsmanship, the highest stage.

The aura on his body was like the waves of the tide, surging wave after wave, resisting the golden light that Zhang Yan rushed in.

The point of the sword meets the Buddha's palm.

There was only the sound of exploding air, and the sweeping dust.

Ning Hemerocallis sitting on one side, besides the tinnitus after the explosion, could only see patches of gray and yellow in front of her eyes.

The clothes on his body, together with the remaining cloth curtains, were blown with crackling noises.

Even his body was blown away a little.

As the air wave subsided, Jin Ping'er retreated about ten steps before she stood still, while Zhang Yan stood in front of her unharmed, with a pleasant smile on her face.

"It's a well-deserved reputation. With such a powerful swordsmanship, it's almost at the level of high-level entrainment. As expected, it's the first sword. Tsk tsk, what a pity, what a pity..."

Jin Ping'er was not surprised by the result of such a confrontation. She hadn't brought out her hole cards yet, and she was just trying to see how strong Zhang Yan was. Then she grinned and said:

"Enough to kill you!"

"In this case, let's see how the poor monk holds Qianye Buddha's hand, but it comes from the pillar of righteousness like you, Shengchan Temple."

Zhang Yan naturally knew that Jin Ping'er also had cards, but now he didn't want to conduct unnecessary trials with Jin Ping'er.

With the means of Shengchan Temple, no matter how capable Jin Ping'er in front of him is, he can only obediently be suppressed by him.

After finishing speaking, as the scriptures he chanted became louder and louder, the dazzling golden light gradually covered Zhang Yan's face and even his entire skin.

In just one breath, the piece stretched out in front of her eyes, and it looked like a golden man.

As soon as the golden light gesture was made, it seemed like thousands of golden palm shadows came overwhelmingly.

The power of such a palm shadow is much more exaggerated than that of Feng Ming in Languan back then.

Chapter 130 The Seventh Introduce!The Power of the Maiden Xuanyin

The golden light and dense palm shadows spread along with the yellow sand.

These qi energies rendered entirely by the spiritual roots, just the wind that is engulfed in them, can blow Jin Ping'er's cheeks sorely.

With a serious look on her face, she stood upside down in front of her with the purple long sword in her hand.

squinting eyes...

A burst of energy burst out from under Jin Ping'er's feet, and even the black hair like a waterfall rose into the sky.

"The Styx River is secluded, the beginning of Xuanyin.

Sacrifice it with the sword, lead it with the body. "

Following the whispers, the long sword in her hands gradually disappeared...

And under her feet, there was a rolling endless river of gloom, exuding an endless icy aura, surging.

The black, almost condensed water, with a corrosive taste, gurgled and spread upward from her feet.

The original embroidered shoes have melted away, and the black water wrapped around Jin Ping'er's feet has formed new black high-heeled boots.

Zhang Yan in front of him felt the overwhelming cold air, and his heart tightened.

As a former monk, he had never seen this kind of pure Yin Qi.

It was even several times purer than the extreme Yin lineage of the Hehuan faction that he had encountered in his mind, the only time he had encountered it.

What is this underground black water?

He didn't understand this at all, but he knew that it was definitely not a good thing.

This overwhelming palm shadow came quickly and suppressed.

As for Jin Ping'er at this time, the black water under her feet had just rolled up to her knees.

But at this time, the black water spiraled upwards around her right leg, a black line rushed straight up, along her arm and reached her palm in the blink of an eye.

gurgling...

The black water quickly formed a long sword, which she held in her hand.

Zhang Yan, who had just arrived at Jin Ping'er's side, had never seen such a change at this moment.

But he still pressed his fist shadow towards Jin Ping'er.

This arrow has to be fired on the string.

And no matter how talented Jin Ping'er is, and his cards are strong, he is still just a young mortal at the level of blood refinement.

How strong can it be?

With this one punch, Zhang Yan will definitely win.

After thinking about it, his fair and tender face showed a little confidence.

And the black water on Jin Ping'er's body kept surging up, and the power transmitted from under her feet kept pouring into her body. At this moment, she could even feel that her own breath had reached the peak. Three or four layers of atmosphere.

This is the Maiden Xuanyin Sword, the first form, Ming Yin.

The classics that have been recorded in the system say that the sacrifice of the sword to Jiuyou, the exchange of black water for the sword, and the girl as the body will greatly increase the combat power.

The only disadvantage is that the equipment on the body will be instantly corroded by the gas of the Styx.

It is rumored that a woman with extremely pure spiritual roots will even call out the phantom of the Styx, forming a set of yin maiden armor on her body to help her resist harm.

If it is broken, its fragments will be transformed into the power of the Nine Netherworld River and merged into the girl's body to hold its combat power.

Jin Ping'er looked at Zhang Yan in front of him, and could only activate the Maiden Xuanyin Sword.

With the black sword in his hand, the purple air wave still dyed the sword body as before.

The sound of the tsunami on his body became more and more obvious.

Jin Ping'er was as calm as still water, gaining momentum, and then raised her eyes to look at Zhang Yan who was facing forward, and swung out her sword.

At this moment, Ling Xiao, compared to the previous one, the energy of the huge wave behind Jin Ping'er was almost solidified.

If it had had such momentum back then, the fire phoenix in Languan, who was just a little fire bird in front of him, would have been submerged by the monstrous waves in an instant.

boom! ! !

When the sword and the Buddha's palm collided again, the purple tsunami set off by Jin Ping'er violently collided with the overwhelming fist shadows in front of him.

...

If any martial artist in the Qi Entraining Realm passed by here, he would probably be stunned by the collision of Qi.

The hard soil that had been tamped before broke apart directly at this moment.

The dust was flying, and the gravel was shattered by the strong energy.

Zhang Yan couldn't understand why Jin Ping'er could withstand his palm.

With this palm, he didn't stop at all, he just wanted to win with one blow.

But, this Jin Ping'er, who is only in the realm of blood refining, can resist it.

Fortunately, his fist shadow broke through the huge waves, and although nearly [-]% of it dissipated, he still won the duel with this move.

bang...

Several shadows of fists, the golden bottle and black sword swung away, landed directly on her body.

At this time, the black water clinging to Jin Ping'er's body had already reached the collarbone.

As the shadow of the fist passed by, Zhang Yan originally thought that this motionless and unable to hide Jin Ping'er would at least be slightly injured.

But only heard, click...

There was a crisp cracking sound.

The black body armor that was originally attached to Jin Ping'er's arm and collarbone had a gap.

Even the black water that had just flowed onto her cheeks had just formed a visor, but due to the peeling off of the lower front collarbone and the position of the two arms, the visor also clicked, and half of it peeled off along the bridge of the nose.

Inside the shattered black armor, the tender skin of the snow and the pitch-black shell on the outside, this kind of broken aesthetics even made Zhang Yan, who was facing her at this time, a little hot in his heart.

The black carapace fell into the turbulent Styx below, as if being ignited by a flame, it turned into a wisp of black gas and melted into Jin Ping'er's feet.

At this time, Jin Ping'er felt a wave of power being added to her body.

This...

At this time, Jin Ping'er really felt the power of the classics hidden by the Holy Maiden of Acacia.

Although the Maiden Xuanyin Sword is not as insidious as that of Jiuyou Yumo Tianyin, but in the face-to-face battle, the power that can be blessed is too strong. This is only the first move, just Yin Yin.

Zhang Yan didn't stop at this moment, and his moves were not low in power, but Jin Ping'er had been blessed for a round, and she caught them all with just the black sword in her hand.

When the two approached, Zhang Yan's eyes were full of surprise.

As a former monk, Zhang Yan couldn't even believe what he saw for the first time.

"You... who is this... You can't be from the Southern Mortal Realm!"

Zhang Yan questioned subconsciously.

"No, your tactics can only come from the realm of monks. The Qianye Buddha's palm that can suppress the poor monk in this holy temple must come from the other five sects."

Jin Ping'er felt that the two of them were on the same level, and Zhang Yan had already made [-] or [-] moves in a row, and he already had a general understanding of Zhang Yan's strength in his heart.

Originally, the Ningli grass was once covered, but now it has been submerged in the thick dust and yellow sand around it, so it can't be seen clearly.

If she delays any longer, Ning Liancao, as a disabled person who can't move, is too dangerous under this level of confrontation, and must be resolved quickly.

She was slightly worried about Ning Liancao's safety in her heart, but she didn't show the slightest sign on her face, and then responded with a sneer.

"You think too much."

Immediately, the Green Dragon Crouching Ink Pond slowly bloomed in the hollow of her back, and the purple peony flowers spread across her skin from point to surface.

Gradually, purple patterns and lines gradually grew out of the black carapace, spreading all over Jin Ping'er's body.

A terrifying and cold aura rolled out from Jin Ping'er's body.

"How...how is it possible?"

Chapter 130 Eighth Taoyao!The Second Style of the Maiden's Xuanyin Sword 【Please subscribe, please collect】

The imprint was released, and the purple vigor swept up like a storm. The cyclone that exploded rapidly under her feet brought the surrounding area, and rolled out a tornado several feet high, dyeing everything here purple like a hurricane.

at the same time...

After the cyclone expands, it is originally the position of the center point of the cyclone.

Under Jin Ping'er's black boots, delicate and beautiful peonies, transformed from extremely yin qi, slowly grew out.

At this moment, on the original loess-filled official road here, countless peonies of various colors spread out like this, vying for fragrance and beauty, and swaying gently on the vast, dark river of the Styx.

Zhang Yan, who was standing in front of Jin Ping'er at this time, even had to subconsciously cover his eyes with this shocking impact.

At the same time, he also paid attention to the peonies gradually spreading here.