Fairy: Me!Crazy Dao Heart Seed Demon

The two had already fought like this, and Jin Ping'er's fighting spirit had been ignited by Zhao Manying early on, how could they just let it go?

"Okay! As you wish. Eight, Chi Xi!"

At this time, Zhao Manying's voice fell, and then she stepped on the ground, and when she jumped up, the spear in her hand, where the handle of the gun was held, red ripples gathered non-stop.

This power is much stronger than the previous fifth shot, Coiling Dragon.

Swish!

The sound of a spear piercing the air.

In mid-air, the spear followed Zhao Manying's body and stabbed straight at Jin Ping'er.

The wax and silver spearheads gathered vigor, and the crimson was as bright as molten iron.

Jin Ping'er saw that the gun was powerful and getting closer.

She made a judgment in her heart instantly.

Can't be hard-wired.

Fortunately, the speed of this shot is not as fast as the first shot, Xinghuo, and it can be dodged completely.

Jin Ping'er moved a little bit, and jumped away like a swallow.

boom! !

This Zhao Manying's spear hit the stone slab on the ground, at the point of the spear head, the red flames ignited like a sunset, spread and burst.

Bursting with energy...

At this moment, the stone slabs of the entire training ground cracked open.

Stones were flying, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Jin Ping'er, who was jumping in mid-air, could only chop away the flying stones with his sword.

"This woman, why are you going crazy?"

At this moment, Jin Ping'er swept over to the excited Zhao Manying down there, complaining.

In the smoke and dust, Zhao Manying stuck his spear in the gravel, stared at the golden bottle in the air, then held the gun in both hands, and stabbed it into the ground.

"Nine, start a prairie fire."

Following her stern shout, the red energy gushed out from both hands, gushing out from the body of the gun. At this moment, even Zhao Manying's body was burned with red fireworks.

The surrounding area, the ruined and disfigured training ground, dust, and gravel were all ignited by this scorching energy.

For a moment, flames erupted from the gaps in all the stone slabs.

call....

The entire training ground has been completely covered by flames.

It's like a place where a volcano erupts.

Jin Ping'er's red sleeve stabbed at the wall that hadn't collapsed yet, she pulled her water sleeve and swam on the wall, her body didn't land on the ground, but her face was a little fiery red because of the scorching breath below.

Of course, the most innocent person is Qin Lie in the field.

The flames were burning his clothes, although these were ordinary fires, but he had to extinguish the flames on his body.

Zhao Manying looked at Jin Ping'er's position, holding the spear stuck in the gravel with both hands, and slowly rose from the ground.

The walls around the training grounds also began to collapse bit by bit.

"The tenth shot, Fengming!"

Zhao Manying gritted her teeth and shouted, at this moment, her blood surged up, just like when she lifted a gun, it was like lifting a huge object of tens of thousands of catties.

Qi Jin swept across the field violently, and the flames that were originally burning in the field converged towards the tip of the spear in her hand.

Jin Ping'er's expression was serious, even if her feet trembled slightly, she still stood still, holding the dark purple long sword in front of her eyes.

As she stroked the stem of the sword slowly, she could even hear the sound of rolling waves in her ears.

"Brat, it's just ordinary fire ignited by dust. It can't hurt you. Pay attention, these two girls are preparing to use one move to determine the outcome. The girl who uses the gun consumes too much spear skills. It should be It's the last resort."

At this moment, Qin Lie patted off the sparks on his body, and upon hearing the reminder, he hurriedly focused on the two people present.

"Golden girl, you don't have enough momentum, Linghai swordsmanship is too weak."

"Stinky old man, are you saying that Ping'er might lose?"

"Probably."

Qin Lie looked anxiously into the arena.

But this level of confrontation, he can't participate at all now.

...

At the VIP table, whether it was the teacher on Qin Yu's side or Yang Yushan on Fan Feiya's side, they all sighed softly.

"Miss, Princess Xiping, I'm about to lose." Yang Yushan said to Fan Feiya, who was too nervous to vent her anger.

"What did you say?"

"Miss, the Linghai swordsmanship used by Princess Xiping is too ordinary. Even if she uses the last move, Ling Xiao, she can't stop it. Zhao Manying's eighth and ninth shots are all gathering momentum for the last shot."

"Uncle Yang, does our Fan family have any sword skills that are stronger than Zhao Manying's spear skills?"

Yang Yushan's expression was unclear, and he thought for a while: "If it's the spear technique she uses at this stage, it can be compared to the sword technique of the same level. If it's her complete spear inheritance, our Fan family..."

Of course, Fan Feiya understood what Yang Yushan meant, and she clenched her little fist tightly with a helpless look on her face.

She knew that although the Fan family was the richest family in the cultivator's domain, the inheritance above the Dao realm could not be bought by spirit stones.

As for Qin Xian'er on the other end, looking at Jin Ping'er, her eyebrows were clustered, and there seemed to be some regret on her face.

...

On the field, Zhao Manying pulled the gun out of the gravel ground. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Jin Ping'er, who had nowhere to hide in front of her. She trampled the gravel under her feet into powder, and the gun flew out together. The body and the 'Broken Sky' in his hand exploded at the same time.

boom! !

The tip of the gun pierced the air, and there was a whine.

She pulled out the flame tail from her body, like the tail of a fire phoenix.

The flames that had just been absorbed by the head of the spear seemed to erupt when the spear was stabbed.

Feng ming got up.

There was no way for Jin Ping'er to dodge this shot, so he had to take it hard.

Once, in school, she, Zhao Manying, used this trick to forcefully wound the teaching assistant at the fifth level of entraining qi.

Now facing Jin Ping'er who is in the realm of blood refinement, she will definitely win.

lose?She, Zhao Manying, did not have this word in her dictionary.

...

Jin Ping'er stared at the front, the shadow of the fire phoenix was getting closer.

She knew that this time of concentration was probably not enough to resist her shot.

But she didn't panic at all, Jin Ping'er knew in her heart that victory is not just about which side's martial arts are more powerful.

Then the purple sword came out, and the phoenix gun arrived.

The huge energy impacted everyone around.

At this time, Qin Lie who was nearest could only crawl down to stabilize his figure and not be blown away by the violent energy.

On the viewing platform, there was also chaos at this moment, and those with some energy-inducing strength could barely protect the people behind them, such as Qin Lie, Yang Yushan, Qin Yu's master and others.

As for the other guests, those who did not have the level of blood refinement were all blown to the corner by the strong wind.

"Is this a high-level entraining qi competition? It's crazy."

"It's all too strong."

All the spectators endured the strong wind in a low voice, discussing helplessly.

...

The phoenix head slowly broke through to Jin Ping'er.

Seems to be breaking through huge waves.

Jin Ping'er watched the spear advancing bit by bit, but her eyes remained unchanged.

Zhao Manying looked at Jin Ping'er who was not far in front of her, blood was surging on her fair face, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Admit defeat? It's still too late."

Chapter 92 Qingfeng with water sleeves, sword dance

admit defeat?

She, Jin Ping'er, is one of the vast number of time-travelers. If she admits defeat now, she will be ashamed to say that she has also time-traveled when she finishes her mission and rolls back to Earth.

It is possible not to have integrity, but it is impossible to admit defeat.

When Jin Ping'er heard Zhao Manying's persuasion in front of her, she was indifferent, but the corners of her mouth were raised, and she smiled brightly.

Zhao Manying's brows, which were dyed red by the flames, frowned slightly, and the hand holding the spear moved forward, and the phoenix shadow in front of the spear seemed to break through faster.

Soon, the purple red sleeve in Jin Ping'er's hand began to be encroached by the red vigor bit by bit.

After a while, the shadow of the fire phoenix gradually burned to Jin Ping'er's face.

...

"Quick... get away!"

Qin Lie, lying on the ground, clasped his hands firmly in the cracks of the broken stone slabs, and his body was blown by Jin Ping'er and Zhao Manying's body like a banner, but he persisted as much as possible, facing Jin Ping'er roared in the direction of Jin Ping'er.

On the viewing platform, Qin Yu and Fan Feiya looked anxious, and even Qin Xian'er, who had always been calm, became a little irritable.

At some point, Qin Xian'er disappeared on the viewing platform alone.

...

In the arena, Feng Xiang had already arrived in front of Jin Ping'er, at this moment, the red sleeve in her hand, with its faint purple luster, had receded a little to the front of the sword grid.

"Would you rather die than admit defeat?"

Zhao Manying looked at the person in front of him and asked questions.

At this moment, she only needs to advance half an inch, and Jin Ping'er will be swallowed by the phantom of the phoenix.

At that time, the scorching red flames will even burn her to ashes.

"Are you sure you'll win?"

Jin Ping'er was still calmly watching Zhao Manying in front of her.

When Zhao Manying heard this, she felt a little astonished.

In this situation, her spear has already been crushed, and the woman in front of her doesn't even admit defeat, but thinks that she might win?

After the words fell, Jin Ping'er in front of her smiled slightly, and her left sleeve waved across her face like a fan.

Zhao Manying was a little puzzled, but what she suddenly felt was the point of her spear, the original resistance was instantly removed.

With her phoenix shadow on her spear, she devoured the figure in front of her in an instant.

Zhao Manying didn't plan to kill Jin Ping'er, originally thought that under such a gun force, she only wanted to make Jin Ping'er admit defeat.

But in such a deadlocked situation, Jin Ping'er suddenly withdrew her strength, which was totally unexpected to her.

The spear, Feng Ying, rushed forward, although Zhao Manying forcefully wanted to stop and dissipate all the energy on the spear, but it seemed too late at this moment.

She could only deflect the spear to one side as much as possible, so as not to penetrate the vitals.

bark...

The head of the gun disappeared into the shadow of the white clothes.

No, it's empty.

When she pierced her shirt with a spear, there was no feedback inside, just like piercing the air.