Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

The madness and power of this evil spirit should not be underestimated.

After Shen Jingliu scolded Ju Jiang Wuxie, he walked straight out from behind the pillar.

The evil spirit is slow to recognize people and objects, but once it is found, it is not so easy to get rid of it.

Shen Jingliu's aura was already familiar to Xie Chong, as soon as he came out, that Xie Chong directly attacked him.

There are 28 pale faces with flaming red lips, and the expression of mourning does not show the dazzling demeanor of the past at all.

They whimpered from the slits in their mouths, and finally opened their mouths to reveal the fangs inside.

The bloody mouth rushed straight at Shen Jingliu's head.

Shen Jingliu still has the appearance of a fairy, unflappable in the face of danger, with a calm expression on his face.

I saw that he first took a step back and floated into the air, and then he conjured some yellow talisman papers out of thin air.

These talisman papers were all painted with things that Jiang Wuxie couldn't understand.

He frowned, Shen Jingliu had already thrown out the talisman papers, seven or seven 49 talisman papers turned into two circles inside and outside to surround Xie Chong.

Finally, after listening to his incantation, the talisman paper flashed golden light, and a huge transparent golden bell was born out of thin air.

Xie Chong was trapped inside, screaming loudly.

Shen Jingliu called out Aoshuang at this time, and was about to hit it between the eyebrows with a sword.

Xie Chong's weakness lies between the eyebrows of the eighth head, and that poppy flower-like imprint is where it traps the evil spirits of these girls.

Wraith spirits are not allowed to be reincarnated, and over time, they become vengeful spirits, endangering the Ice Pavilion.

Shen Jingliu held his sword and prepared to strike the final blow.

Unexpectedly, the sound of "Master" came, and the golden bell exploded.

Jiang Wuxie had been staring at the golden bell just now.

Can something made from such a few talisman papers really trap this evil creature inside?

He was puzzled.

Before he got an answer, he saw the crack on the golden bell.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and he didn't care about anything, so he rushed forward with a stride.

Shen Jingliu was forced back again and again by the power of the evil spirit to break through the golden bell's prison, but the pain he imagined being pierced by the spikes on the red rope bell behind him did not come, but fell into a soft and warm place.

Shen Jingliu turned around, and saw Jiang Wuxie running over at some point behind him. At this time, he was holding his waist with one hand and the mahogany sword in the other, so that they could have a support point.

Finally, the sword stopped and the people stopped.

The long scratch made by the wooden sword stopped behind Shen Jingliu.

Shen Jing Liu was shocked, he turned sideways again.

Sure enough, Jiang Wuxie's entire back was covered by the red rope.

The small and sharp thorns have already pierced in.

Shen Jingliu could even imagine how bloody his back was.

"Master, are you okay?"

But Jiang Wuxie didn't care about this, in his eyes, Shen Jingliu was about to be injured just now.

How could he hurt Shen Jingliu?

Therefore, without even thinking about it, he rushed forward.

It doesn't matter whether the latter will find out that there is something strange about him.

Shen Jingliu came back to her senses, but the surprise in her eyes was still there.

"you--"

He hesitated to speak, and finally said: "You put me down first."

Only then did Jiang Wuxie realize how intimate their posture was.

He hugged Shen Jingliu, and Shen Jingliu looked back at him.

The distance between the two is already that the tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose.

When Shen Jingliu spoke, all the hot air sprayed to his neck.

Jiang Wuxie's ears turned red in a flash.

He hurriedly let go of his hand in a panic, but intentionally, before leaving with his fingers, he squeezed Shen Jingliu's waist.

Shen Jingliu's waist is thin and soft, and also very sensitive.

Jiang Wuxie felt his stiffness and trembling instantly.

Finally returning to the normal distance, Shen Jingliu pulled his somewhat messy clothes.

"Come here." But looking at the confused Jiang Wuxie, he still opened his mouth.

The latter was puzzled, "Master?"

Shen Jingliu: "Come here."

Jiang Wuxie hurried over with his sword in hand.

"Turn around."

Jiang Wuxie was puzzled for a moment, and then complied.

"really."

Jiang Wuxie: "So what? Master?"

Shen Jingliu didn't answer, his eyes widened only when Jiang Wuxie felt the coolness on his back.

"...Master—"

"Don't talk, you have too many small wounds on your back, this gold-chuang medicine won't last long, before Xiesong reacts, the broken talisman paper can trap it for a while, I'll apply some for you first."

Jiang Wuxie obeyed obediently and stopped talking.

What Shen Jingliu said was right, although Xie Chong broke through the barrier, the talisman paper was surprisingly not broken, even though they were shocked by the power and retreated a lot, Xie Chong still couldn't get out of the remaining formation.

Shen Jingliu's fingertips were round and full, and he moved very lightly, slowly wiping each of his wounds with the cool ointment.

Jiang Wuxie felt that he was a little bit on fire.

His stomach was hot and dry.

Fortunately, Shen Jingliu left soon, otherwise, he really might not be dazed and do something.

"You have good strength."

But as soon as he turned around, Shen Jingliu said something that made Jiang Wuxie stunned for no reason.

"Master?"

"Hiding your strength for so long, what's your intention?"

Shen Jingliu was not relentless, and did not care about Jiang Wuxie's doubts.

"Master... Master?"

"Since you don't want to say it, I won't bother you anymore. Let me know when you want to. However, Jiang Wuxie, let me put my ugly words first. If one day you use this cultivation to do something that harms the sect and disciples When things come up, don’t blame me for cutting the weeds and rooting them out.”

After saying that, before Jiang Wuxie could react, Shen Jingliu flew in front of Xie Chong again, held the silver sword in his hand, and stabbed him.

Jiang Wuxie froze on the spot, stretched out his palm only to realize that he broke through the restriction just now?

The restriction in Jiang Wuxie's body was specially planted by the old devil, and it cannot be broken unless he experiences love, hatred, greed, hatred and resentment.

But for Jiang Wuxie, who is doing it all over again, these things are nothing to worry about.

Therefore, from the moment he practiced magic arts, the restraint in his body began to loosen.

Unexpectedly, it was directly broken through today.

Shen Jingliu didn't care about these anymore, this evil spirit was more important than Jiang Wuxie at the moment.

I saw him raise his sword into the formation, and not long after, he got entangled with Xie Chong.

Shen Jingliu first made a move of looking up to the sky and asking the moon, and then used a move of shocking the wind and day, stabbing the evil body many times.

Feeling the pain, the evil spirit roared, and quickly stretched out 28 claws to attack Shen Jingliu.

Shen Jingliu held up the sword to tie the flowers, one after another white light flashed, and the claws were all cut off in a short while.

But this evil spirit is very difficult to deal with, it can grow back after being cut off.

The 28 claws are cut and long, and they are long and cut.

Shen Jingliu took the last leap, turned the sword into a shadow, and stabbed towards Xie Chong.

Then, he turned his head and scolded Jiang Wuxie, who was standing stupidly beside him: "What are you doing in a daze! Come and help!"

Only then did Jiang Wuxie come back to his senses, he quickly tapped his toes, and flew over.

When Jiang Wuxie entered the formation, Shen Jingliu said to him: "The eighth head, the poppy flower between the eyebrows, is its weak point. I'll delay it, and you go to pierce the center of its eyebrows."

Jiang Wuxie didn't dare to neglect, nodded after hearing what he said, and flew over with the mahogany sword.

"Wait!"

Shen Jingliu called him to stop.

"You take this one, the mahogany sword is not good, and be careful."

As he said that, a snow-white silver sword flew from a distance.

Jiang Wuxie was shocked, it was Changfeng!

Holding it in his hand, he carefully looked at the soft sword that had been lost and recovered.

Finally, his eyes fell on Shen Jingliu's face, and he smiled: "Okay."

Shen Jingliu had already seen through his strength, Jiang Wuxie simply didn't hide anything anymore.

He can't use magic skills, but his swordsmanship has been practiced well these years.

In fact, he didn't just look up to the sky and ask the moon, he had practiced all five sets of swordsmanship to the state of perfection.

I saw him fly to the back of Xie Chong, entangled with the long demon hair for a while, and finally, taking advantage of the gap between the severed demon hair and its re-growth, he suddenly stepped on its head with a forceful ankle. From No.20 eight to eighth.

This evil spirit is actually very big and tall, Jiang Wuxie and Shen Jingliu are just small dots in front of it.

At this moment, Jiang Wuxie was standing on its head, and it just felt bitten by flying insects.

Of course, it has no brains, nor would it have occurred to the flying insect to take its life.

But the instinctive desire to live still made it stretch out its sharp claws to hinder Jiang Wuxie.

The evil spirit has 28 claws, all of which are extremely sharp.

Getting caught is not a small matter of recuperating for a few days.

Jiang Wuxie looked at the claw, and immediately understood in his heart that Shen Jingliu, who was covered in blood that day, had a small half of the injuries on his body from here.

"Okay! I found it! Today, I will avenge my master!"

As he said that, he quickly ran over its head.

When all the 28 claws were attracted by him to grab him, Jiang Wuxie stepped on his head and ran around several times.

In the end, the evil claw turned into a ball of twine around its eighth head.

"Hmph." Jiang Wuxie snorted coldly, and then raised the sword named "Changfeng" and swiped it obliquely.

The thing's head was directly separated from its body.

There was no blood, only black misty smoke coming from the neck.

It's magic energy!

Jiang Wuxie was shocked and Liu realized it all at once.

The former didn't hesitate, and before the head came to consciousness, he raised his sword and stabbed it between the eyebrows.

The black light erupted, the evil spirit exploded, and finally turned into smoke and disappeared.

All 28 heads fell down one by one, his face was pale and beautiful, but his eyes were tightly closed, lifeless.

Shen Jingliu finally withdrew the sword formation that trapped Xie Chong, lost all strength, lost his footing and fell straight down.

Jiang Wuxie hurried to pick him up.

"Master!"

Shen Jingliu was dazed for a moment, his eyes went dark.

After resting in Jiang Wuxie's arms for a while, he regained consciousness.

"Master, how are you?" Jiang Wuxie's tone was full of tension.

Shen Jingliu shook her head, struggling to get up from his arms.

"Master..." Jiang Wuxie didn't force it, he knew that now was not the time for tenderness.

Although he was disappointed for a moment when the soft jade and gentle beauty left, he didn't say anything.

"I'm fine, let's take a look first."

Shen Jingliu didn't care, and hurried forward.

Jiang Wuxie was afraid that he would fall unsteadily, so he followed him all the time, the distance between them was very close.

After staring at the 28 heads on the ground for a long time, Shen Jingliu slowly said: "It's the devil's energy. It seems that the demons did it intentionally this time, and it's because of these female disciples."

"Magic?"

"That's right. The black smoky shape, what else could it be if it wasn't demonic energy? These vengeful spirits who failed to reincarnate in time will soon become vengeful spirits after being rendered by demonic energy. I don't know who used such a vicious method to make The disciples of the Ice Pavilion are killing each other, heh."

"Cannibalism? Master, why did you say that?"

"These female disciples could not be reincarnated in time and turned into vengeful spirits. Once they became vengeful spirits, it would be impossible for them to survive. If there was hatred in life, they would continue to kill. They all died inexplicably in the Ice Pavilion, and no one has been there for so long. Resenting grievances naturally creates resentment in my heart, and it is inevitable that I will not kill the sect that gave birth to me."

"Can--"

"I know what you want to say. Wraith has no heart. It will naturally kill whoever it catches."

"Then, so, the female disciples in these sects who exploded to death were all caused by this resentful spirit?"

"Of course not." Shen Jingliu denied him, and at the end, smiled: "But this person wishes to be this Wraith."