Female supporting role: I have a leverage system

In her spiritual consciousness, Wen Yin saw Wuchen, and she was also locked by the other person's spiritual consciousness.

Immediately, Wen Yin asked Hua Ying to speed up, and then used the formation disk she had prepared for Wu Chen to cover her body. After putting on the robe, she directly increased the defense value.

She had taken the initiative to reveal her identity for a long time, waiting for Wuchen to come to her.

Previously, she had two talismans given by Venerable Yongning, as well as a barrage value that was enough to kill him without even leaving his fans. She wanted to settle the grudge between them early, but Wu Chen died somewhere. Instead of seeking revenge against her, he chose to find her at this level rather than die.

Feeling Wuchen's spiritual consciousness, the system informed her that Wuchen was now at the state of the Great Perfection of Divine Transformation. He was able to break through such a high state so quickly in such a short period of time, and he didn't know how he cultivated it.

Although he was getting stronger and stronger, Wen Yin still felt that it was a blessing in her misfortune that he did not break through the distraction.

Hua Ying flew with all her life, her four wings were flailing and smoking, but the distance between her and Wu Chen was still getting closer and closer, and his speed was as fast as lightning.

The peak realm of Lei Zhiyi, coupled with the absolute difference in the big realm, is out of reach for Wen Yin.

She didn't dare to put away Huaying and use One Step Qiankun or Taixu's magical power to escape, because it would consume too much spiritual power. If Wuchen caught up with her again, she wouldn't even have the energy to fight.

Use leverage to escape? This can only be the last trump card.

Now she really wants to have a fight with Wuchen, to test her own strength and see how much the combat power of her Kuangdao team has increased.

Within a few breaths, Wuchen was close to Wen Yin, and what he saw was his white hair that was disheveled. The strong wind was raging from a high place, and his white hair was flying. Wen Yin was afraid that dandruff would blow from him.

His pupils were obviously dark and terrifying, but Wen Yin always felt that they were blood red. He was like a person killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. His pupils were dilated and dilated, as if he was in a state of stress after the war.

His voice was like muffled thunder as he called her name, "Wen Yin!"

The battle was about to begin, but Wen Yin calmed down. Even though she was not sure, and even knew that she was not Wuchen's opponent, she responded calmly.

"Hey, long time no see."

[Ding—The target of the argument is the Dzogchen Stage of Divine Transformation, and the value of the argument is +]

Wuchen's hatred for her was probably as deep as the ocean, but she just responded with such a simple sentence, and she got at him.

"I finally found you, the hidden gutter rat." His gloomy gaze formed a force, just like sword energy, making Wen Yin feel uncomfortable all over.

He wanted to say a few more words, but Wuchen had already shouted loudly, and slashed at Wenyin with a sword from the sky. Following his sword, there was a thunderbolt like a punishment from heaven.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and faced him with one sword, breaking through all kinds of magic.

The moment the two swords collided, the two sword intents filled the space and wreaked havoc, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, sand to fly and rocks to fly, and the monster beasts in the mountains to scream and flee.

Wuchen's sword intention turned into a purple thunder cloud, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth, swallowing up Wen Yin's sword intention, and was crushing Wen Yin on all fours like thunder.

Wen Yin's heart sank a little.

Still not working, Wuchen's Divine Transformation Dzogchen is not an ordinary Divine Transformation Dzogchen. He has the peak sword intention of thunder, and his understanding of attributes and Taoism is deeper than hers.

He is indeed a powerful Leilinggen monk and a swordsman genius rarely seen in the world.

With this sword, Wen Yin used the mid-level sixth-grade formation against Luo Guangji. After the blessing, her sword could break through all kinds of magic to a level close to the early stage of distraction.

But Wuchen's strength is not only in the early stage of distraction, ordinary early stage distraction is not enough for him to cut, let alone Wen Yin's fake distraction combat power that relies on formation techniques to improve.

The sword intent of thunder bombarded the formation, causing the formation to tremble. Wen Yin fired several spells in a row before he could stabilize himself and not be shattered by his sword.

"Bitch, today is the day you die!"

Wuchen's voice sounded like it was quenched with poison. He didn't seem surprised at all that she could catch her sword. He was obviously very aware of her fighting power.

He didn't give Wen Yin a chance to breathe, and struck with another sword.

This time, the sky above his head was actually covered with dark clouds, making the sky a little darker. Dense thunder nets flashed in the dark clouds, as if they were accumulating a terrifying world-destroying thunder, which weighed heavily on Wen Yin's heart.

Hearing the news, he was shocked. At first, Great Master Zhongwei used the power of the formation to burst out with the power of a semi-immortal, and then aroused the thunder clouds. How can Wu Chen be so virtuous?

Before he could think too much, Wen Yin played a trump card.

"Array Spirit."

With a summons, a formation spirit from the mid-level sixth-grade formation had already been smelted, rushing out from between her eyebrows, heading towards Wuchen Net like the wind.

Only then did the system explain to her, "Host, Wuchen is really strong. He did not induce the movement of heaven and earth through the power of a half-immortal, but because his thunderous intention has surpassed the peak and is approaching the Great Perfection. Realm, the realm of great perfection in the meaning of attributes, has the ability to mobilize the attributes of heaven and earth, and control the attributes of heaven and earth for one's own use. He can't do it now. If he can do it, he can directly summon the real Jiuxiao Extreme Thunder. You can't do it at all. Not capable of fighting."

Wen Yin smiled bitterly, should she be glad that Wuchen wasn't that strong yet?

The formation spirit is smelting a fire-type mid-level sixth-grade formation. Her Suzaku Fire serves as the formation eye and the main formation spirit can raise the level of the formation to the mid-level seventh-grade formation.

The seventh-grade mid-level formation is enough to deal with a great circle of gods.

Wen Yin couldn't help but hold her breath. In the flash of lightning, she didn't even have time to look forward to it, and she already felt the feeling of failure.

The prerequisite for this formation to be able to deal with the Great Perfection of Divine Transformation was to trap it in the formation, but Wuchen was as fast as lightning and avoided it.

"Hold him." Wen Yin ordered the formation spirit.

Wuchen's eyes finally changed at this time. This fire element array could actually threaten him. He didn't understand the array method, and if he was trapped, he would become a turtle in a urn.

The formation spirit kept rushing towards Wuchen, who hid while seizing the opportunity to strike at Wenyin with thunder.

Wen Yin ordered Huaying to fly towards Fumen, looking like he was not interested in fighting and was focused on avoiding.

Wuchen snorted coldly: "If you want to escape, there is no way."

There were array spirits holding him back, and Wen Yin had some free time. She stood on Hua Ying's back, smiled cruelly at him, and said viciously: "I really don't understand you, an old man who lost his only child, a bereaved dog who was expelled from the sect. , the rat crossing the street that everyone shouts to beat, how can he be so strong and still alive in this world? If I were you, I would have committed suicide long ago. In this world, thick-skinned people still live longer, like you."

"What's the use of seeking revenge from me? Kill me, your only bloodline, the eldest disciple you treat like your own son, and the proud little disciple can't survive. You might as well go and accompany them earlier, they are like that Bitch, without your protection, I would have been killed over there for who knows how many times."

"The whole family is going to die neatly!"

"It's better to die by my sword together, that would be neater."

"Ah, I'm sorry, the three of them have been dead for so long that I forgot about them. They are all dead in form and spirit, and there is no afterlife!"

[Ding - The target of the argument is the Great Perfection of the Gods, the value of the argument is +]*5

The dinging sound of the system was like Wen Yin's heartbeat. She was now like an arrogant villain, piercing Wu Chen's heart.

"Ah!" Wuchen's eyes were blood red, and the boundless hatred caused his aura to riot, and there was a faint tendency to break through the distraction.

Extreme thunder exploded around him, forming a thunder field, isolating the formation spirit. In a split second, he bypassed the formation spirit and rushed toward Wen Yin.

At this time, Wen Yin had already put away the flower eagle, used Taixu magical power to avoid it, and at the same time summoned the formation spirit in his heart to come back.

But Wen Yin still underestimated Wu Chen's ability. She tried her best to use Taixu's magical power, but she was still scratched by a bit of sword light. Her energy and blood surged, and the robe on her body instantly lost its spiritual power.

Fortunately, she was cautious and took out the robe left behind by the Chongwang evil cultivator early and put it on. Although it was a little damaged at the bottom of Kongtong Cliff and had not had time to find the weapon refiner to repair it, the eighth-grade spiritual weapon robe was still in use. Saved her life.

But soon, Wuchen's thunderous sword intent lingered on the robe, destroying it wantonly. However, in an instant, the already broken robe was completely destroyed.

Wen Yin's face was so white that it was almost transparent after receiving this blow, but Wu Chen's face was red with rage, and his eyes seemed to shed bloody tears of hatred in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the relatively reliable formation spirit chased after him again and continued to attack Wuchen with gritted teeth. Wuchen hid while telling Wenyin about his imagination.

"You go and accompany them. I want you to bury my daughter and my apprentice with you! No, I want to refine your soul into a ghost pig, and then let you see your master and everyone you care about with your own eyes. If I die in front of you, I want you to be so miserable that you will never live again."

Wen Yin's face was solemn, but the murderous intention in her heart was even deeper. She had to kill Wu Chen.

She and him were already locked in a fight to the death, and there was no possibility of reconciliation. This Wuchen was not a moral person. He could really kill her senior brother and sister, or massacre the Fumen disciples.

Previously, Qi Sulan was caught by the evil cultivator because she was hurt by him and suffered so much. She almost died at the bottom of Kongtong Cliff because of this. She could remember this hatred firmly.

Wen Yin stared intently at Wuchen, who was dealing with the formation spirit, and seized the opportunity to throw out an eighth-grade early-stage talisman. This was the only highest-level talisman she had now. It was comparable to the early-stage division spirit, and there was probably nothing she could do to Wuchen. , but it only needs to be able to hold him back for a moment.

The power of the talisman's explosion shook the heaven and the earth. Wuchen's white hair was flying and his sword was blocking it. One man was in charge, and ten thousand people could not stop it.

Yes, this is the gap.

Wen Yin summoned the formation spirit back and let the formation spirit envelope her.

The formation spirit is not a perpetual motion machine. It was almost exhausted by Wuchen's dealings with it. It was exhausted and sent a message to Wenyin: "Can you do it? This formation is in the middle stage of seventh grade."

Yes, although the mid-seventh-grade formation is enough to withstand Wuchen's attack, her cultivation is not enough. She is like a child who can barely lift a heavy hammer and can't hit it for a few times, let alone exert the true power of the heavy hammer. .

Even relying on the defensive power of the formation alone, it won't be able to withstand it for long.

Then cut through the mess quickly.

Today, she would risk everything to keep this sworn enemy behind. She knew best that the opportunity must not be missed before it comes back again.

Determined to have no regrets, Wen Yin first let the formation spirit hold on, and she forced out three drops of blood essence from the center of her eyebrows. As soon as these three drops of blood essence came out, Wen Yin's aura instantly withered, and she swallowed the bursting pill regardless of the cost. recover.

She held the talisman pen in her hand with a squeeze of the void.

She used her essence and blood as cinnabar to construct a mysterious and mysterious rune.

Through the blood-red runes, Wen Yin saw Wu Chen's distorted face. He pointed his sword at the sky and kept bombarding her formation with the Great Thunder Technique.

A lot of thunder and lightning fell in the sky, and this formation attracted many nearby townspeople and big monsters in the mountains to come out to watch.

At this sight, they were dumbfounded. What kind of battle? Nascent Soul defeats the God of Transformation? Also, these two people look so familiar.

There is no doubt about the monk's eyesight and memory. Someone soon remembered the two of them.

Wuchen has long been famous. He was born in the first sect of the genius Lei Linggen sword cultivator. He also accepted a disciple who was more talented than him. This was his glory, but now his glory is obviously gone. He has become an attempt to escape from the demon world. Everyone despises the vicious villain who brings disaster to all living beings in the cultivating world, but the genius disciple he was so proud of died at the hands of the female cultivator in front of him.

Not to mention Wen Yin, a genius of the Fu Sect who can shock the world with one sword in a hundred sects competition and shock all directions. Even if he doesn't make a sound, he is already a blockbuster genius.

Is this Wuchen coming to take revenge? This is what all the monks are thinking at this moment.

The monks were amazed at this kind of fighting, and they also came out to watch.

Wuchen's voice was crazy and resounded throughout the sky, "I would like to see how long you can use up your energy."

Wen Yin raised his hand and waved, and the runes were introduced into the formation.

Her eyes were temporarily blind, and she had been seeing things with her spiritual consciousness. She could see her eyes, the blood that had leaked out before had not been wiped away, and coupled with her now empty and unfocused eyes, compared to her head of white hair The old man Wuchen who lost his only child is more like a villain, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Coupled with her arrogance, it becomes more like that.

"I don't know if you still have a chance to realize your fantasy, but I have already realized it. I will kill all the people you love. Although I haven't killed your disciple yet, I have also killed a lot of your Wuji Sect. , if I want to blame you, just blame your bastard apprentice Xiao Jue. He will die if he breaks off the engagement. He is like an abandoned shrew. He is angry and his mind is smaller than the spout of his teapot. Or maybe it is your fault. You yourself are arrogant, have evil intentions, and live like a waste of spiritual energy. If I can make a comeback against the wind, it is because the light of the right path is shining, you know?"

[Ding—The object of the argument is the Great Perfection of the Gods, and the value of the argument is +]

One line of words made Wuchen's energy and blood surge, his eyes widened as if they were about to fall out of their frames, and Luo Lei became as thick as a bucket.

She had a ghostly look on her face, saying that she was the light of the righteous path, which was very inconsistent, but there was indeed light shining on her face, which was a mixture of light from the formation and thunder.

Wen Yin raised her eyes and looked at Wu Chen with unfocused eyes. She didn't know when the sword was in her hand. She jumped up and raised her golden body.

ps: Let’s go here first. I’ll think about the next move and I’m not very satisfied with it.