Fast Transmigration Counterattack: Attacking the Villain's 99 Styles

Chapter 134

Xiang Liu joined the battlefield, and suddenly hit Xuan Wuying with a mouthful of black spit.

"Is there any helper?" Xuan Wuying quickly jumped away, "Little boy, do you want to kill her together?"

Bai Meier knew that her selfishness had been revealed, so she could only bite the bullet and nod.

Because if Xiangliu survived, she would still report truthfully when Zhulong was rescued.

This Xiangliu, between her and Ling Yuan, always favors each other, obviously they look so similar, how can she be inferior to Ling Yuan?

She was already dissatisfied with this!
Ling Yuan and Xiang Liu cooperated with each other to attack Xuan Wuying.

Only then did Xuan Wuying put away his foolish thoughts and show off his strength.

The folding fan in his hand turned into a sharp long sword.

The blade is sharp enough to cut a snowflake in two.

A sword light flashed.

On one of Xiang Liu's necks, a wound as thin as a silk thread suddenly appeared.

When she reacted, a human head crashed down.

She screamed in shock, her green eyes burst into coquettish fury, and the black worms spit out from her mouth flew towards Xuan Wuying with the stinky liquid in it.

However, in the opponent's extremely fast swordsmanship, countless black worm corpses were separated and fluttered with the wind and snow.

The magic soldiers stationed in the battle accidentally got contaminated with the corpse of the black worm, their faces instantly itched unbearably, and they fell from the sword.

Seeing this, Jiuying knew that it was a good time to attack Shenshan and make contributions, so he mobilized the demons to attack in one fell swoop.

"Kill ah-"

The earth-shattering sound of killing and cutting penetrated the sky, and the magic soldiers were suddenly at a disadvantage.

Xuan Wuying was inevitably distracted, he couldn't dodge it in time, Xiang Liu's black saliva stained his robe, and the black worm quickly crawled up the white robe.

He cut off the lapel with his sword and burned it immediately.

At this moment, his face became ashen and ugly, and his eyes were faintly angry.

"Dare to stain the clothes of this deity... I will let all nine of your heads fall to the ground today!"

As soon as the words fell, his hands merged, the sharp sword was sacrificed to Xuankong, the white clothes fluttered in the wind, and a sharp sword suddenly turned into thousands of handles.

"Be careful!" Xiang Liu's eyes were startled, and he swung his giant snake tail and slammed it into the air.

In an instant, Ling Yuan beside her was shaken out of the battle circle.

At the same time, the tens of thousands of sharp swords transformed by Xuan Wuying flew towards Xiangliu one after another.

"Xiangliu!" Ling Yuan knew that this was a sure-fire plan, so she shouted anxiously at her.

However, she could only watch those sharp swords piercing Xiang Liu's body.

puff puff-

Time seemed to freeze in an instant.

The wind and snow stopped suddenly, and the wind lost its sound.

The day is plunged into darkness, and the sky is full of coquettish green light.

There was a foul smell from the tip of the nose.

All the gods and demons held their breaths and stopped fighting, looking at the strange sky.

As for Ling Yuan, she looked at Xiang Liu with dull eyes, like a tomb of swords, the sharp swords all over her body reflected a cold light.

She felt a dull pain in her heart, and there was a terrible scene in her mind that was about to be pulled out.

A long time ago, there seemed to be such a person...

Or rather, a beast...

Fight alongside her in brutal, cold-blooded warfare, and die at the hands of some invincible god.

God?

Aren't gods and immortals together?
She is the Star Lord Si Ming, ranked among the immortals, why should she fight against the gods?

Ling Yuan couldn't figure it out.

At this time, Bai Meier shouted angrily: "Don't worry about Xiangliu, you kill Ling Yuan quickly, don't let her escape!"

Xuan Wuying withdrew his eyes faintly and landed on Ling Yuan.

He hooked his lips and chuckled: "I almost forgot, you are the ultimate goal of this deity."

With clasped hands, the sharp sword was slowly drawn from Xiang Liu's body.

"Don't—" Ling Yuan's eye sockets were sore and burning.

Along with Xiang Liu's mournful cry, tears seemed to pour out of her eyes.

There were holes in the sword, and blood gushed out.

The green light in the sky became more treacherous, and the stench in the air became stronger.

Tens of thousands of sharp swords flashed coldly and shot towards Ling Yuan.

She must save herself.

She kneaded the formula to melt the ice.

Those snowflakes solidified in front of her in an instant, and a wall of ice stood tall.

The sharp sword hit the ice wall, sparks splashed, and there was a sharp squeaking sound.

Blocking the first batch of sharp swords, another batch of sharp swords pierced through.

One after another, one after another, without end.

Now that Ling Yuan doesn't have the imperial seal body protection, her ice wall will be pierced by Xuan Wuying's sharp blade sooner or later!

She knew she couldn't last long.

But after thinking about it, Zhulong's mission is impossible to reach the sky. Perhaps, it would be a good result to die again...

another side.

Both Demon Realm and God Realm have been attracted by the battle between Xuan Wuying and Ling Yuan.

Xuan Wuying's blue hair fluttered, and his white robe fluttered.

Put your hands together between your eyebrows.

On the side, Bai Meier was muttering something, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if possessed by a ghost, she was viciously excited.

She said, "Kill her, kill her!"

suddenly--

The ice wall shattered under the attack of the blade.

The sharp blade stabbed at Ling Yuan like crazy.

Bai Meier laughed heartily.

The magic soldiers showed shocking eyes.

In the nick of time.

Ling Yuan clearly saw the tip of a sharp sword staying less than two centimeters away from her, making a trembling sound like a viper hissing.

Her body was stiff and cold, her eyes were wide open, cold sweat was dripping from her forehead, and her heart was throbbing as if rushing out of her throat.

She didn't expect that she, who rarely felt fear, would be so frightened that her hairs stood on end at the moment of death.

Subsequently.

The sword has always maintained an offensive posture, but no matter how hard it struggles, it can't get any closer to Ling Yuan.

She didn't know whether she was afraid that she would become cross-eyed, or that fear was in her heart, she stepped back subconsciously, but unexpectedly, she bumped into a cold and resolute embrace.

The tip of the nose lingers with the familiar fragrance of flowers from the other side.

Even though she didn't see him, at that moment, her eyes were slightly sore, and she was so weak that she wanted to cry.

He stretched out his hand, stretched across her chest from behind, encircled her body, and got close.

A sense of solidity fills the heart.

With her back turned to him, Ling Yuan couldn't help but choke: "Zhulong, you're here."

He hugged her tightly and rubbed the top of her hair with his chin: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Ling Yuan nodded and sniffed her nose twice.

Not far away, everyone was startled when they saw the red figure appearing like a ghost.

The one with the most exciting expression was Bai Meier.

One second she was ecstatic, but the next second she looked at Zhulong in disbelief, her eyes terrified.

She couldn't help hiding in the demon group.

But Xuan Wuying's eyes were sharp, and he stopped in an instant, swayed to her, and grabbed her wrist.

"It's agreed to be the maid of the deity, where are you going?"

"Let me go!" Bai Meier struggled in a low voice, her eyes glanced at Zhulong from time to time, for fear of attracting his attention.

Fortunately, Ling Yuan helped her.

She didn't immediately identify herself as the culprit of the trouble, but instead begged Zhulong to find Xiangliu first.

Just now, after the sharp swords on Xiangliu's body were drawn out, she fell into the cliff.

At this time, I am afraid that I will fall in some inaccessible place and be dying.

Thinking of this, Bai Meier couldn't help shivering.

She glanced at Xuan Wuying's hand grabbing her, and then at the folding fan on his waist.

She couldn't help but think that if she returned to the Demon Realm, Jiuying would definitely make trouble and say that she believed everything she said. If she became Xuan Wuying's maid, relying on his strength, she might be able to save her life.

(End of this chapter)