Although this woman is wearing a mask, her figure is graceful and charming. Even if she does nothing but simply stands there, she has a grace that charms all living beings.
The six men at her feet were all tall and handsome, but their eyes had a strange red color, and they had obviously lost their self-awareness.
As the woman in red played the pipa, the six people took steps at the same time, and within a few leaps, they were in front of everyone.
"Fan Zhengchun of the Dragon Tooth Sect, Lin Yi of the White Feather Sect, and Du Haifei of Xuanguang Villa, even you..."
Cang Yueming wields a sword all over the world and has a wide range of friends. He can recognize many people under the woman's feet at a glance. But seeing that their eyes are red, it is obvious that their consciousness has been manipulated. Even if they were friends in the past, they are now enemies rather than friends.
Already.
"Tsk, tsk, it turns out there are still fish that have slipped through the net."
The woman in red glanced around the crowd, and she actually showed a hint of excitement.
"There are some good skins. It would be a pity to kill them like this. If you are willing to obey me, you can not only save your own life, but also become my sister's guest."
It's strange to say that she spoke in a soft voice, and everyone around her had obviously closed their ears, but they still heard her words clearly. This feeling seemed to resound directly in their own hearts.
"Don't listen to this witch's deception! This is her way of deceiving the mind. As long as the Taoist mind is shaken even a little bit, the candidates around us will be our fate!" Cang Yueming suddenly shouted loudly, obviously because he was afraid that other people's Taoist minds would not be firm and they would not be able to do anything.
Following in the footsteps of the surrounding monks.
"Hehe, fellow Taoist Bo Cang has taken the trouble. I, Situ Kuangsheng, have been devoted to the sword all my life. I will only die by the sword in this life, and I will never die in the gentle land of a woman."
Situ Kuangsheng sneered, and suddenly jumped out of the battle group. With a pinch of the sword in his hand, the seven-foot-long sword drew a sword beam more than ten feet long in mid-air, and went straight to slash at the woman in red in the distance.
At the same time, Cang Yueming and Liang Yan seemed to have the same understanding. They left the battlefield almost at the same time and attacked the woman in red from left to right.
These three people are the strongest monks in the field, and their vision is naturally extraordinary.
The current situation was obviously caused by the woman in red. She used secret techniques to control the candidates participating in the assessment and made them her killing tools.
In other words, as long as this woman in red is excluded, all the monks who were manipulated can recover and no longer have to worry about being besieged.
As the saying goes, "Capture the thief first, capture the king first." Situ Kuangsheng, Cang Yueming, and Liang Yan naturally understood this, so they made a prompt decision and did not continue to entangle with the candidates around them, but went straight to the woman in red.
"Tsk, tsk, are you three so impatient?"
The woman in red didn't seem surprised at all. She smiled sweetly under the fox-headed mask. She didn't do any magic tricks. Instead, she held the pipa in her hand and started playing it gently.
As the song sounded, the four men around her moved in response, each using their magical powers to fight with Liang Yan and the other three.
Liang Yan faced a young man wearing a yellow robe. This man was holding a nine-section staff with gourds, talismans, jade pendants and other magical objects hanging on it. It was brightly colored and full of aura.
A rare magic weapon.
"Be careful, that's the 'Nine Treasure Staff' of the 'Biluo Palace'. It's unpredictable and powerful. Don't be careless!" Ji Lai's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Liang Yan nodded slightly, golden light flowed in his hand, and there were no fancy moves. He just activated the Hunyuan Golden Elixir in his body and punched the opponent with the divine power of King Kong.
The man in the yellow robe was not afraid at all. He gently tapped the "Nine Treasure Staff" in his hand, and nine colorful clouds burst out from it at the same time, flying towards Liang Yan one after another.
Rumble!
A series of loud noises were heard, and Liang Yan's unstoppable punch, after breaking through eight rosy clouds in a row, finally stopped in front of the ninth rosy cloud with too much force.
"What a powerful mana!"
Liang Yan was secretly frightened. You must know that the power of his punch just now has been amplified several times by the Hunyuan Golden Pill. Ordinary Jindan realm monks can't handle this move at all, but this man in yellow robe seems to be able to handle it with ease.
.
"Why didn't I see that this person is so strong before? Is this assessment a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger?"
Liang Yan was confused and couldn't help but increase the force on his hands, wanting to compete with this person.
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly hit behind him, making him alert and he hurriedly swept his mind behind him.
All I saw was a white feather magic weapon. Although it looked a little weak, the power it carried was enough to split mountains, crack rocks, and destroy rivers!
Liang Yan had a thought in his mind and was about to take action when a sword flew across the air behind him, blocking the feather magic weapon for him.
The person who took action was none other than the "South China Sea Swordsman" Cang Yueming.
He held the Mo Xuan Sword horizontally in the air and stood back to back with Liang Yan, his face full of solemnity.
"Something's wrong!" Cang Yueming whispered.
"What's wrong?" Liang Yan's eyes flashed with doubt.
"Fan Zhengchun of the Dragon Tooth Sect, Lin Yi of the White Feather Sect, Du Haifei of the Xuanguang Villa, and Yuhong of the Biluo Palace you just fought against. I have made friends with all of these people before. Although their strength is not weak, they are far from what they are now.
So strong!"
"What Brother Cang means?" Liang Yan probably guessed what he was thinking and couldn't help but frown slightly.
"I'm afraid that in addition to her ability to confuse people, this witch also has secret skills that can enhance the strength of the people she controls!" After a pause, Cang Yueming finally expressed her suspicion.
"No wonder, I said, how can these people be so strong!"
While the two were talking, the monk controlled by the woman in red did not hold back at all. The disciples of the four sects, Baiyu Sect, Biluo Palace, Xuanguang Villa and Dragon Tooth Sect, all seemed to have unleashed their infinite potential and various magical powers at this time.
There are endless spells, even the magic weapons are shining with colorful lights, and their power is greatly increased.
Cang Yueming and Situ Kuangsheng are already considered to be top-notch monks in the golden elixir realm, and Liang Yan is not far behind them even if he doesn't use the flying sword, relying solely on the power of the Hunyuan golden elixir and his physical body.
However, these three people joined forces and failed to take advantage of the monks from the four sects.
The two sides fought to the point where they were about to move away, and the originally enthusiastic woman in red seemed a little tired. She glanced at the battlefield, suddenly jumped away from the shoulders of the two men at her feet, and landed lightly on the top of a big tree.
"Come on, too."
The woman in red gave a faint order, and the two monks who were originally stepping in quickly joined the battlefield, while she herself focused on the pipa in her arms, playing lightly with a pair of bright hands, and a red light flashed in her eyes from time to time.
As the tune changed, the six people's siege began to advance and retreat in a controlled manner, and they cooperated with each other freely, and even vaguely formed a formation, which greatly increased the pressure on Liang Yan, Cang Yueming and others.
"What is the origin of this woman? Not only can she control others, she can also stimulate their potential, and even form formations to use her magical powers to the extreme!"
At this time, Liang Yan was also secretly surprised. You must know that these monks come from various sects and have different skills and magical powers. However, this woman was able to make the best use of everything and even let the six of them cooperate.
It's simply unbelievable.
He was not the only one who had this idea. Cang Yueming's face was solemn, and Situ Kuangsheng was even more furious, because many of these people were his defeated generals. It was not that he had never done anything like fighting one against three, but
Now that he was suppressed by the other party, he was naturally furious given his character.
Seeing that they were at an impasse, the woman in red smiled sweetly on the treetop and said:
"Fellow Taoists, it is said that those who know the current affairs are heroes, don't waste this good skin! As long as you are willing to bow your head now and be my slaves, I can still save your lives, otherwise the ruthless man will come later
Now that I’m here, there’s nothing I can do for you.”
When Cang Yueming and Situ Kuangsheng heard this, they couldn't help being shocked and secretly thought:
"This witch actually has an accomplice!"
Liang Yan was not too surprised. He had long guessed that there should be three monks who committed crimes in the mountain.
Among them, the black-robed monk wearing a crow mask on the top of the mountain is responsible for watching the Southern Star.
The woman in red with a fox-head mask is responsible for cleaning up the candidates who come up the mountain.
As for the remaining person, he should have gone to hunt down the candidates who came down the mountain.
"The sword can be broken but cannot be broken. Do you want me, Situ Kuangsheng, to be your slave? In the next life!"
Situ Kuangsheng roared angrily. At this time, he had no reservations anymore. A sword light split into thousands in mid-air. Countless sword energies were unleashed, forcing the six candidates who had formed a formation to take a step back.
Feeling Situ Kuangsheng's sword intention that he would rather die than surrender, Cang Yueming's Mo Xuan sword also trembled slightly, and the two flying swords echoed each other, creating a strange reaction.
It is strange to say that the two men practiced swordsmanship in different ways. It can be said that neither of them looks down on the other. They did not exchange a word in this battlefield, but at the same time, they felt a sense of sympathy for each other.
Even the woman in red on the treetop let out a light sigh, with a look of interest in her eyes.
Cang Yueming and Situ Kuangsheng fought against the odds, both arousing their ferocity. The two flying swords cooperated tacitly, killing the six people around them and retreating step by step.
Seeing this, Liang Yan was too embarrassed to be lazy. He turned the Hunyuan Golden Pill in his body a few times, converting all the spiritual power of the four schools into Buddhist spiritual power. The "Eight Divisions of Evolution" was so powerful that it opened mountains and cracked rocks, and golden haloes spread.
He came forward and suppressed the auras of the six people on the opposite side.
At the same time, he raised his hand and summoned Li Xiaosong. Five-color sea of fire surged out, and the surrounding area instantly turned into a terrifying lava purgatory.
These three people and one beast each showed their magical powers and brought back the originally suppressed situation. After such a fight over a cup of tea, the momentum of the woman in red gradually declined, and Fan Zhengchun, Lin Yi and others all suffered a lot.
of injuries.
However, these candidates have long lost their minds and cannot feel fear or fear at all. Even if they are covered in blood, they must move forward without hesitation!
The two sides were going back and forth, using various magical powers and magic weapons and flying swords in mid-air, mixed with the magical power of Buddhist Vajra, and the fight was fierce for a while.
Liang Yan and the others were clear in their hearts. These opponents in front of them would not stop at all. Even if their hands and feet were cut off, they would not be able to stop them. Only by beating them into powder, or directly severely injuring the woman in red, could this battle end!
"You two, help me cover, I'll go meet that witch!"
This is Situ Kuangsheng's first voice communication since the war began.
"This matter is too dangerous, so let Cang do it." Cang Yueming frowned slightly.
"Shut up!"
Situ Kuangsheng said angrily: "My sword intention is to move forward indomitably, there is no turning back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before Cang Yueming and Liang Yan could discuss it, the sword formula in his hand changed.
Only a bit of cold light burst out from the tip of his sword, looking like a cold star in the dark night.
Immediately afterwards, this cold star suddenly bloomed, countless sword energies swept around, and a breath of cold frost spread to the surroundings. All the spiritual flowers and spiritual grass within a radius of ten miles were covered with a thick layer of frost.
"The sword that seizes souls and kills with intent, seizes souls with one sword, and fills the sky with murderous intent. Sure enough, the sword lives up to its name!"
Cang Yueming couldn't help but praise Situ Kuangsheng's sword. After knowing the other party's intentions, he did not take a step back. At this time, together with Liang Yan and Li Xiaosong, he frantically moved towards the six opposite parties.
People attack.
Facing the sudden outburst of the Mo Xuan Sword, the divine power of King Kong and the five-color sea of fire, the six people on the opposite side could only parry with all their strength. However, under the control of the woman in red, the six people each threw a magic weapon or used a magical power.
He hit Situ Kuangsheng, who was bent on breaking through.
At this moment, Situ Kuangsheng was walking with his sword, abandoning all his own defenses. Even though he was injured by the magical powers of the six people on the opposite side, he moved forward without hesitation and struck in front of the woman in red with one sword strike.
Just as the sword, as cold as ice and filled with murderous intent, was about to land on the head of the woman in red, a figure suddenly appeared next to her.
The man sneered and didn't use any magic weapon. He just raised his foot and kicked Situ Kuangsheng's soul-stealing sword directly.
Zheng!
There was a crisp sound, and the flying sword with cold light was kicked away, flipped countless times in mid-air, and finally stuck diagonally in a big tree.
Situ Kuangsheng was shocked by the aftermath of this kick in the void, and instantly spurted blood from his mouth and flew backwards.
This arrogant and unparalleled talent actually fainted without even catching a single move!
After the attacker kicked him out, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he punched him three times in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As three loud noises were heard, the people who were fighting, regardless of friend or foe, were all beaten until they vomited blood!
Some who were not strong enough and who were close to him, such as the two monks from the Guiyi Sect, were beaten to death. Their flesh and blood corpses flew into the air, dyeing the surrounding woodland bright red.
Seeing that most of the monks she controlled died in an instant, the woman in red frowned slightly behind her mask and said with some displeasure: "Xiong Ba, why are you so barbaric? These people are already my guests.
But I was torn to pieces by you with three punches and one kick."
"snort!"
Facing the question from the woman in red, the visitor just snorted coldly and said: "Fox Thirteen, you've been playing for too long!"
