Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Hong Guang was paused by these abrupt words.

Yun Ci's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he knew in his heart that something was wrong with the fight.

Because it went so well.

It is too simple for Baixiang, who is in the Mahayana stage, to be suppressed and beaten by two boys in the realm of gods.

She stopped making gestures and tilted her head slightly: "Then what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for my killer move?"

"You can fight with confidence." Baixiang narrowed his eyes slightly, as if the sword piercing his tail and discharging electricity didn't exist. "There is a barrier here, and that person can't see your trump card."

The originally stagnant killing array was urged to continue.

The spirit gathering formation appeared behind Yun Ci, and she said, "Why should I kill you?"

"Ha." Baixiang laughed when he heard this, "I can't hand over the Linglong Heart on my own initiative."

This is going to be a fight no matter what.

Yun Ci is very familiar with fighting, but he has never fought with anyone in the Mahayana stage.

She smiled: "You insist on looking at my trump card, but do you know that I have more than one trump card?"

The majestic spiritual energy emerged from Yun Ci's hands, and the blue spirit gathering array instantly lit up behind her.

While the mantra floated, the river beneath his feet also broke through the ice and surged into waves.

The moment the killing formation fell into the water, a water dragon flew out with a roar.

Baixiang also started to take action after seeing the dragon.

Snake Tail broke away from Wen Yinzhi and slapped Wen Yinzhi hard again, knocking Wen Yinzhi back to the shore.

The figure disappeared from the spot before the killing formation encircled the area.

The water dragon collided with the river surface, causing water waves that were ten feet high. A huge roar and mist swept up the petals on the branches.

In the rain of pink flowers, Yun Ci turned around and raised his sword to sweep across, repelling the whip directed at his back.

Immediately after twisting the secret, his body turned into ice and he became invisible at the same time as Bai Xiang.

Wen Yinzhi stood firm on the shore and swung his sword to cut the oncoming wave in half, shouting without looking back: "Xi Xingyuan!"

"Don't rush me!" Xi Xingyuan was making seals continuously, but he didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this, "Do you think I can fight the Mahayana period as well as you sword cultivators?"

Facing the coercion released by Baixiang, Xi Xingyuan only felt pain in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and the blood all over his body screamed crazily, impacting his internal organs.

Enduring the unspeakable pain, the dark blue nebula spread out.

The purple bird with gold border spread its wings behind him, and suddenly sank to the ground like a stream of light.

The peach grove that was originally like a heavy rain disappeared, Tai Chi Bagua diagrams appeared on the river bank, and the circular array gave off a faint fluorescence, turning into an arc formation in the sky.

The void outside the light showed a faint blue color, and the stars were hidden in it. Above the two-foot-wide formation disk were golden stars connected by light. Occasionally, red tail feathers streaked a ray of light outside the barrier.

The formation under their feet lit up, and Yun Ci and Bai Xiang appeared, facing each other on both sides of the formation.

Xi Xingyuan sat down cross-legged, with golden mantras extending from his Dantian and spinning around his body.

He suppressed the blood gushing from his throat: "A quarter of an hour!"

The effect of this formation is similar to that of the Secret Realm. It can weaken the cultivation of the hundred elements in the formation, but the time is very short.

Only the five Yun Ci Jing Guan and the others were able to fight Bai Xiang face to face. Heng Jing and the other young disciples were already pretty good if they could not vomit blood under pressure.

Time was running out, and Wen Yin knew that they did not speak, so they all stepped forward with their own weapons in hand.

The five people have a clear division of labor.

Zhong Changxu shook off his whip from his waist and wrapped it around Baixiang's.

Ji Peng formed a seal in his hand to summon the Phoenix Fire, and the heavy sword was instantly ignited. The fire rose with the storm, and a fire dragon rolled out and swept towards Bai Xiang's waist.

Bai Xiang lowered his eyes, his right hand trembled slightly, the scales on the slender whip bloomed like flowers, and after untying Zhong Changxu's whip, he retracted it inch by inch.

The snake scales collided and sparked a little bit of fire, which fell on Ji Peng's epee and suddenly black mist exploded.

When the smoke filled the air, Baixiang took the opportunity to step back. The phoenix fire brushed against his sleeve, burning Baixiang's left arm black like a prairie fire.

The long whip in his hand had turned into a four-finger-wide sword. He raised the sword and cut off his arm without blinking.

The withered black severed arm fell to the ground, and the sparks on it hit the shallow surface of the formation plate. The phoenix fire did not go out, but spread rapidly on the water.

A baby-like arm had grown out of the broken arm of his left hand. Baixiang's retreating movement did not stop. He suddenly raised his sword to block Yun Ci who was dodging from above.

Baixiang raised his eyes and met a pair of dark eyes covered by gauze.

The snake's tail rolled around and hit Wen Yin, Zhi Jingguan and the others who wanted to get closer.

Those eyes were too calm, and Bai Xiang had a strange idea for some reason. He wanted to say something to make the eyes have the slightest emotion.

Thinking like this, he also did the same: "Do you want to know where I have hidden Linglong's heart?"

Yun Ci quickly drew his sword and stepped back, his eyes falling on Bai Xiang's left hand, which was almost recovering.

There was not as much emotion as Baixiang expected, and his eyes could not hide their indifference even if they were covered with a thin veil.

"Since you asked that, it seems like you're hiding it right under my nose."

As he spoke, Yun Ci did not stop moving his hand, and made a diagonal move, aiming at Bai Xiang's quickly recovered left hand.

The flying sword energy turned into countless ice spikes on the way, and drew several red marks on the newly born arm.

"You are very smart." Baixiang turned sideways to avoid Wen Yinzhi's sword, "Aren't you curious?"

While they were talking, the five of them had taken turns fighting Baixiang several times.

Yun Ci said: "I wanted to know where Linglong's heart was before." But what Baixiang asked just now made Yun Ci vaguely guess the whereabouts of Linglong's heart. "As for now, I want to know why you haven't taken action yet."

The Mahayana realm is not just two more realms than the Divine Realm.

There are still many abilities at this stage of cultivation.

Not only can he reshape his physical body, but he can also use the laws of heaven and earth to turn his hand into clouds and his hand into rain with just one sentence.

As long as Bai Xiang thinks about it, Yun Ci and the others can only listen to his words and stop.

But until now, Baixiang has not taken the initiative to attack, let alone use the rules to show his ability to follow his words.

"What are you waiting for?" Yun Ci formed a seal with one hand, and the light in the snow shone brightly, almost piercing Baixiang's chest in the blink of an eye.

Baixiang Huijian fended off Xue Zhongzhan, and his aura surged, knocking back everyone around him.

"Because I seem a little tired." He whispered, "It's a little too boring to fight with another person for the rest of your life."

The green snake's tail glowed with a little blue light, sweeping away all the four Wen Yinzhi who wanted to continue to move forward.

Baixiang stepped forward and when the swords were blocking each other, he looked at Yun Ci and said: "Linglong Heart is actually gone."

Yun Ci just raised his eyes, said nothing, and used his strength to fly back.

"That exquisite heart turned into a handful of ashes in less than a stick of incense after leaving the body." Baixiang continued, "It was treated as clay by that fool and molded into a porcelain statue."

The fool in his mouth refers to Shopkeeper Bai.

Baixiang's left hand has recovered, and he slowly forms a seal in front of Yun Ci.

"The Linglong Heart that turned to ashes naturally has no ability and cannot resurrect this girl."

That's why Baixiang said at first that Chi'er would not survive.

Because Chi'er's heart has turned into ashes, how can it continue to beat?

The formation that Xi Xingyuan said could last for a quarter of an hour was slowly broken apart by the movement of the Baixiang seal.

There are countless lava-like cracks spreading across the barrier.

But Baixiang was still talking: "The person you are about to face is also in the Mahayana realm, and will only be stronger than me, so..."

After completing the seal, he pointed a finger in the air with his left hand, and all the people on the shore and Wen Yinzhi around them disappeared.

Only Yun Ci and Bai Xiang were left in the entire space.

The peach blossoms that had been scattered by the river were suspended in the air, forming a six-sided barrier to surround the two people.

He raised the sword transformed from a whip and pointed it at Yun Ci: "That person really can't see what's happening in my territory."

"You haven't fought against the Mahayana realm before. I can be your sparring partner."

In a daze, Yun Ci seemed to see the figure of Shopkeeper Bai from Bai Xiang.

The shopkeeper Bai who could say with a straight face that Yun Ci would just destroy the room and forget about it.

The snake's tail has turned into legs, and he lowered his eyes: "I won't be merciful this time."

It doesn't matter to Yun Ci whether he shows mercy or not.

This fight is inevitable, and she needs an excuse to enter the auction house as bait.

The opponents Yun Ci has encountered so far are indeed as Baixiang said, and they have never reached the Mahayana realm.

Although they had fought against several Five Cities in Yunzhong City, most of the methods used by the Five Cities were to attack the heart.

This is the first time that we have a real duel.

It was also at this time that the gap between the Avatar and the Mahayana emerged.

He raised his hand, pointed it in Yun Ci's direction and pressed down with his palm, his voice cold and crisp: "Kneel down."

This sound contains rules.

Four golden chains made of seal characters flew out from nowhere behind her, wrapping around Yun Ci's limbs who originally wanted to raise her sword to resist, trapping her in place.

The emerald green magic light swayed out with Bai Xiang as the center, crushing the ice and fire on Yun Ci's body in the blink of an eye.

Without Ice Lotus to resist, the coercion and the rules of heaven bent Yun Ci's back bit by bit. Her pupils shrank slightly, and her body finally knelt down in embarrassment under Baixiang's gaze.

His knees were bruised by a protruding stone on the ground, and his clothes turned red.

Like a stranded fish, Yun Ci felt it was difficult to breathe, and it seemed as if she had accidentally breathed in a ball of fire, burning her internal organs, and finally turned into blood and was spit out.

Baixiang looked at Yun Ci who still wanted to resist under such momentum, and sighed: "Why do you bother? In fact, you can avoid that person."

The words were full of pity, but his hands kept moving, suppressing Yun Ci to prevent her from getting up.

The chains stained with blood were tightened into Yun Ci's limbs, but they were still tightening, as if they were cutting off Yun Ci's chance to continue fighting.

She endured the unspeakable pain and sneered when she heard this: "He covets me, why should I hide? Can he come out and beat me when he finds a new body and can move freely?"

The body hurts.

Yun Ci gritted her teeth and formed a formula, and the magic light lit up inside her body.

She stood up slowly, holding her sword while the snowflakes were flying.

The pulled chain was embedded deeper and deeper, and she grasped the chain on her right hand without blinking.

The golden light burned her palm like hot oil, and in an instant, a slender wound was made on the tiger's mouth of her left hand.

"Anyway, he will be regarded as a target." Yun Ci said, "It's better to take advantage of his illness to kill him. I have a greater chance of winning."

After saying that, she pulled the chain and flew towards Baixiang.

The law of Yan Ling is still there, and the spiritual energy in her body cannot sustain her to do more actions.

But as long as you can move.

The last thing a swordsman is afraid of is getting hurt.

Bai Xiang stood there, frowning slightly when he saw that Yun Ci could still stand up despite his words.

The sword in his hand swelled in the wind, turned back into the shape of a whip, wrapped in the wind, and swung towards Yun Ci.

Yun Ci immediately twisted to avoid the whip, raised his hand and fired out a magic formula, which quickly exploded in front of Baixiang.

The firelight was dispersed by Baixiang's sleeves raised, and the shadow of the whip caught up with Yun Ci who was almost rushing in front of him like a shadow, wrapped around her feet and threw her ten steps away.

Yun Ci stuck his sword on the ground and slid for a while before he could barely stop.

Blood flowed down her neck, staining her collar red.

But she didn't care, stood up again, twisted her skills to form several formations, split into two in the air, and flew towards Baixiang quickly.

The long whip rolled back and deflected the array. When a huge explosion sounded, the whip also hit Yun Ci's right hand holding the sword.

Yun Ci was about to duck back.

But I heard Baixiang say: "Stand."

"puff--"

After hearing this sound, his body seemed to be suppressed by a high mountain falling from the sky. The spiritual energy in his body was so violent that Yun Ci couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

After being controlled by the spirit of words, his body unconsciously stopped avoiding it.

Just as the indestructible whip was about to hit Yun Ci's body, he was suddenly stopped by a figure glowing with white light.

The sword spirit in the snow appeared in mid-air, opened the long whip very quickly, and swung the sword to cut off the chains on Yun Ci's body with a cold expression.

To Xue Zhongzhan, the chains formed by the laws of heaven and earth are like a few non-threatening threads.

Broken with one blow.

"Sword Master, you are in a very embarrassed state." Xue Zhongzhan leaned slightly closer to Yun Ci, her disheveled hair was still stained with blood, her voice was a little ethereal, "The Mahayana realm is still too much for you now. .”

The whip had been rolled into several circles and withdrawn, but Baixiang did not move while Xue Zhongzhan and Yun Ci were talking.

Both of Yun Ci's palms were dripping with blood. She raised her head after hearing this.

Her sword spirit seems different from ordinary swords.

Not only was he able to get into the Changning Sword and catch other sword spirits before, but most importantly, Xuezhongzhan seemed to know many things.

Bitter snowflakes fell on their heads, and they were stained red by the blood on their bodies.

This is all the blood shed by Yun Ci.

Xuezhongzhan said softly: "Sword Master, I'm here to teach you how to fight in the Mahayana realm."

After saying that, Xue Zhongzhan had already raised his hand, and countless chains suddenly appeared in the entire space, intertwining and blocking Yun Ci.

That is the law hidden by Baixiang in this barrier.

Now everything is displayed in front of Yun Ci's eyes.

"It is true that the Mahayana realm can use the rules, but it is a pity that it is of no use to sword cultivators."

The majestic spiritual energy filled the entire world as Xue Zhongzhan raised his sword.

Petals and snowflakes surged into a tide, and the only light remaining in the dark clouds over the city came from that sword, like the bright moonlight, tolerant yet overbearing, dispersing all the haze.

"The reason why sword cultivators can fight across levels is because they have a skill..."

Under Yun Ci's gaze, a sword energy struck out from the snow lamp.

The sound of the wind turned into the chirping of cranes, and the petals flew up into the sky.

Only one sword.

With just one sword, he can break all the bonds and cut off all the laws.

The sleeves and robes were lifted up by the wind like a bird spreading its wings. Yun Ci raised his head and looked at the traces scratched by the sword energy in the air.

"This is it," Xuezhongzhan said with a smile, "one sword can break all laws."

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Look, look, it’s the fourth day of the month! (eyes glowing) (waiting for praise) (pretending to forget what happened two days ago)