This monk is a bit mean

"A white rainbow pierces the sun!" A white sword energy shot out from the tip of Fang Qingyi's sword and went straight to Yun Shu's face.

She didn't use her full strength in her first move, she just wanted to test Yunshu's strength.

The true energy in Yunshu's body flowed to his left arm.

A burst of energy rose up from the forearm, tightly wrapping the entire left arm.

Yunshu gently waved his left arm.

With a "clang" sound, the sudden sword energy was directly deflected by Yun Shu's arm.

"Sure enough, he is only at the sixth level of Qi Refining."

After Fang Qingyi’s first attack, she saw the fluctuations of spiritual energy on Yunshu’s body.

It turned out that he was indeed only at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage.

I feel confident.

"White clouds emerge from the mountains!" This time there were three sword energies, attacking the chatterbox man opposite.

One of the strikes was aimed deliberately at Yunshu's lips.

"Dang, dang, dang!" Three more crisp sounds were heard, and Yun Shu's protective energy easily repelled the three sword energies.

Fang Qingyi was somewhat shocked when she saw Yun Shu dissolve her sword energy so easily.

What made him even more uneasy was that the recoil force from her sword made her blood boil, and her sword-holding hand trembled slightly.

Fang Qingyi was a little unconvinced, after all, her cultivation was two levels higher than the other party.

She changed the sword moves in her hand and shouted: "Cover the sky and block out the sun!"

Suddenly, a circle of white clouds appeared above the cloud tree, and countless silver-white flying sword phantoms fell towards the top of the cloud tree.

"Swish, swish, swish!" The bamboo hat on Yun Shu's head was torn to pieces by countless sword qi.

The shining bald heads of the clouds and trees are revealed.

Of course, those sword energies did not cause any harm to Yunshu.

"What a strong body!" Fang Qingyi exclaimed.

"Is it very hard?" Yunshu asked.

Then he continued, "Do you like it?"

"You are looking for death!" Fang Qingyi was extremely angry.

A set of 72 moves of Baiyun Fairy Sword were used one after another.

Yunshu could only defend himself.

Fortunately, Yunshu’s skills are special.

He's really good at taking a beating.

The girl opposite is at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

This level of wool is just right for Yunshu, neither too high nor too low, and it feels great to pick it.

First, there is no danger to life from being hit by an eighth-level Qi Refining Stage expert, as she cannot kill him.

Second, the rebound damage from his own sixth-level Qi Refining would not cause much damage to the opponent, allowing her to continue to output.

In this way, the cloud tree can be plucked continuously.

Beautiful!

"The 72 moves of your shabby Baiyun sword are not that great!" Yunshu said sarcastically.

He was in a rather miserable state at this moment, with not a single piece of good cloth on his body.

After a few more rounds of the 72 moves, he will also be naked like Cai Laosi and others just now.

This is really the law of karma, no one can escape it!

Fang Qingyi, who was sitting opposite Yunshu, seemed to be doing okay.

His Taoist robe was soaked with sweat in several places, and he was slightly out of breath.

But I was surprised inside.

The bald man in front of her was the strongest person at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage that she had ever seen.

Even stronger than some people at the eighth and ninth levels.

If I wasn't two levels higher than him, I would have been defeated long ago.

"Girl, do you want to fight again?" Yun Shu asked while Fang Qingyi was amazed inwardly.

"Fight! Take it!" Fang Qingyi raised her sword again and attacked Yunshu.

This time she still used the Seventy-two Sword Moves, but the speed was obviously much faster than before.

At the same time, Fang Qingyi took out a stack of fireball talismans from the Qiankun bag on her waist.

Keep looking for opportunities to smash the cloud tree.

"Boom!" Yunshu was blown to pieces.

Fang Qingyi's sword moves accelerated, which caught Yunshu off guard.

"Puff, puff, puff!" He was stabbed several times on his body.

"It hurts! Stop poking me! Be gentle!" Yunshu shouted.

Even in such a mess, he still did not forget to drive.

Fang Qingyi snorted coldly.

Then he took out another stack of blue lightning talismans.

The cloud tree that had just been blown up was about to be struck by lightning again.

The fight between Yunshu and Fang Qingyi was too dangerous.

They dodged and moved around from the very beginning, fighting as they moved away from the north gate of the capital.

At this time, the two had already fought to the foot of Baiyun Mountain in the northern suburbs of the capital.

Fang Qingyi’s master’s Baiyun Taoist Temple is located on the top of Baiyun Mountain.

At this time, Meng Decai, the head of Baiyun Taoist Temple, was practicing sword in the temple courtyard.

During the process, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and said to himself: "Who is Qingyi fighting with?"

Meng Decai shook his head and continued practicing sword.

He practiced dozens of moves, but still felt uneasy.

"It's strange, why are you so absent-minded today?"

After saying this, Meng Decai stopped wielding the sword and walked out of the Taoist temple with big strides.

After leaving the courtyard, he flew on his sword and headed straight to the place where Qingyi and Yunshu fought at the foot of Baiyun Mountain.

When Meng Decai arrived quietly.

The two were taking a break.

Fang Qingyi stood there holding a sword, his breathing was unstable and he was breathing heavily.

Yunshu looked even more embarrassed.

His skin was charred black, his clothes were torn, and there were several sword wounds and scratches on his body.

But his internal energy was much more stable than Fang Qingyi's.

"If you want to see, I can take it off. Why do you have to tear my pants with your sword energy?"

Every time Yun Shu opened his mouth, the beautiful Taoist Fang Qingyi opposite him would get furious.

"You are shameless!" Fang Qingyi raised the green sword in her hand and pointed it at Yunshu, shouting angrily.

After fighting for so long, she finally understood.

This bald guy is a hooligan and a scoundrel, and his thoughts are extremely dirty and filthy!

It has nothing to do with the immortal temperament of a cultivator.

He's a complete street scoundrel!

Fang Qingyi wished she could skin him alive.

But the opponent is too strong.

Especially a body as hard as a rock, it is impossible to cut it.

"Then you have to promise me that you won't cut down three more times next time you do it."

"Think about it, we are a single man and a single woman in this remote place. If someone passes by and sees you taking off my pants with a sword, my innocence will be ruined!" Yun Shu shamelessly made up a story.

"Ahhhh!" Fang Qingyi screamed out of control, then drew her sword and killed Yunshu.

Yunshu hurriedly accepted the attack.

However, Yunshu's words just now seemed to have worked.

Fang Qingyi's attack was only directed at Yunshu's upper body.

"Where did this bald guy come from? So despicable!" Meng Decai, who was hiding in the dark, said silently in his heart.

He didn't show up because he wanted to see how Fang Qingyi's swordsmanship was going.

"But Qingyi, this girl, deserves to be tormented by this kind of person, otherwise she will have no idea how dangerous the world of immortal cultivation is." Meng Decai muttered silently.

He was also curious because Fang Qingyi was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, while the bald guy was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

This shouldn't have ended in a draw.

Their Baiyun Taoist Temple is a well-known Taoist temple in the Central Plains.

Countless young talents who wanted to cultivate immortality wanted to become a disciple but failed.

The reason is simple: Baiyun Taoist Temple has extremely high standards for accepting disciples.

Not just anyone can become a disciple at Baiyun Taoist Temple.

Therefore, all the disciples of Baiyun Taoist Temple have one characteristic, which is that they have never met an opponent at the same level.

But Fang Qingyi was a little abnormal today.

She couldn't even deal with this little bald guy who was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining Stage.

What's the origin of this bald guy?

Meng Decai released his spiritual sense and observed attentively.

"and many more!"

"Bald?"

"Monk?"

Meng Decai's face changed slightly, and he thought of something.

A huge thing!