Chapter five hundred and seventy-three: You actually want to fight with Pindao for magic weapons
"If you stay silent for a long time, the autumn moon will shine brightly, and your heart will be as green as the green lotus in the world!"
The sword light like a full moon rose out of thin air, one green lotus after another disappeared in the square, and the arc-shaped sword lights were like ripples of water, covering the entire courtyard, covering the courtyard.
The two women were all circled in.
After seeing the stunning sword strike of the Taoist priest in white, the woman in linen clothes silently raised her eyes and looked at Yuan Baiyi beside her.
This is the little demon you mentioned, Sister Yuan, whose swordsmanship is barely noticeable and his cultivation is low, but he has many conspiracies and tricks. If it were a fair fight, you could easily kill him...
Sister Yuan, we are good sisters. Can you talk to me without bragging?
But at this time, the lady in sackcloth no longer cared about complaining about her good sister. She turned around and made a hand seal with her hands.
"The golden light appears quickly and covers my body."
As soon as she finished speaking, a blazing divine light bloomed from her body, expanding outward like a golden halo, surrounding Yuan Baiyi, who was waving the flaming sword in his hand.
Ripple-like sword lights collided with the golden circle of light, making waves of clashing sounds.
"Speak the Dharma and recite the mantra..."
Amidst the sonorous sound of swords, Kong Qing's calm voice came.
"This lady in linen clothes is really good at what she does, which makes the poor Taoist feel a little bit happy."
Then, the woman in linen clothes saw the Taoist priest in white opposite him holding the sword secret in his hand, and then opened his lips slightly, and a clear white light spurted out from his mouth, directly into the sword hovering over the small courtyard.
In a round of sword light that looks like a bright moon.
"Duh!"
Just after the white light submerged into the sword light, the green lotuses that had bloomed randomly in the courtyard all withered. Then the next moment, the whole courtyard was full of green lotuses, turning the entire courtyard directly into a blooming lotus pond.
"The lonely moon in the clouds is so wonderful, and the green lotus looks down to look at it."
Just as green lotuses bloomed all over the courtyard, the woman in linen who held up the Golden Light Spell instantly felt that her pressure increased tenfold. Those ripple-like sword lights were like real water waves, hitting each other one after another.
Put a spell on your own golden light.
The situation was urgent, and Yuan Baiyi had to use his own strength.
She first shook her hands, and her snow-white sleeves instantly grew longer, trying to help block some of the sword light, but as soon as her sleeves collided with the seemingly insipid sword light, they would be torn to pieces.
After trying several times, she had no choice but to give up using her sleeves. Instead, she opened her lips, sprayed out a sword light, and wandered around the perimeter of the golden light spell, helping the golden light spell eliminate the nearby sword energy.
But even if the two of them work together, there is no way to resist Kong Qing's Qinglian swordsmanship, which has now reached its peak.
"It's bad, let's go!"
After just resisting a wave of attacks, the woman in sackcloth already sensed that something was wrong. She made a prompt decision and pulled up Yuan Baiyi next to her with her left hand. She lifted her feet into the sky.
"Sister Yuan, protect both sides!"
"good!"
Yuan Baiyi held Kong Qing's cloth with one hand, and pointed her other hand into a sword. She made a stroke in the air, and she spurted out the sword light and immediately turned her head to protect the two of them.
Taking this opportunity, the woman in sackcloth quickly made several seals with her right hand.
"Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi's root..."
Click!
Just when their bodies were rising, with a crisp sound, the golden light spell released by the woman in sackcloth was broken by Kong Qing's sword light, and the ripples directly flooded the place where the two of them were.
"snort!"
Looking at the two women rising up, Kong Qing snorted coldly and hooked his sword finger from top to bottom.
"Do you think you can escape? Luoyue!"
Before he finished speaking, the bright moon in the courtyard really fell, and the cold sword energy stabbed the skin of the woman in linen clothes with a chill.
"I'll kill you!"
Yuan Baiyi pointed his hand in the air, and the sword light hovering beside them rushed towards the bright moon.
"Cultivation for thousands of eons, prove my magical power!"
The woman in sackcloth also shouted softly, pointing her finger forward a little, and a golden light shot out from her fingertips. Together with Yuan Baiyi's sword light, it hit the falling moon, turning the moon transformed by Gu Chen's sword.
The bright moon pointed directly upward.
"Sister, get out of the way!"
Then, Yuan Baiyi rushed up waving the cloth. With the support of his magic power, the flaming sword in his hand transformed into a blade more than ten feet long, and slashed directly towards the bright moon.
boom!
The bright moon, golden light, flames, and sword light collided in all directions, causing a roar in an instant, and the shock wave swept across, throwing the bodies of the woman in sackcloth and Yuan Baiyi high.
"The cloud seal script is too empty, it is the beginning of the catastrophe. It is suddenly far away, sometimes sinking or floating."
The woman in linen held Yuan Baiyi's wrist with one hand, and made a few quick strokes in the air with her other hand. Two miniature white clouds appeared out of thin air and landed at their feet, holding their bodies in the air.
middle.
Before the two of them could take a breath, the voice of the Taoist priest in white came from below again.
"Nenya!"
Before Kong Qing finished speaking, the women in sackcloth felt the white clouds under their feet explode with a pop, causing them to fall from the clouds, unprepared, towards the small courtyard.
At the moment of falling, the lady in sackcloth glanced across the small courtyard and found the handsome Taoist priest in white looking up at them with a sneer on his lips. The two gold and silver lines on his forehead that seemed to be decorative had cracked.
, revealing a twinkling golden and silver eye. The tripod-shaped flying sword trembled at his side, and white light flickered on the blade.
The next moment, the Taoist priest in white opened his lips slightly and drew the sword in his hand towards the sky.
"One day the great roc rises with the wind and sways up to ninety thousand miles."
Whoosh!
The sword flashed like a bird, and its sharp wings spread out, as if it were flying into the sky, and it slashed up towards their falling bodies.
"go!"
Yuan Baiyi stretched her body in the air, and with a stroke of her sword finger, the sword light she sprayed out immediately struck down from top to bottom towards the bird-shaped sword light.
Ding!
After a soft groan, Yuan Baiyi's sword light seemed to let out a cry, rolled upwards, and turned into an eight-sided Han sword with a blade as sharp as frost and snow.
"well!"
After seeing this scene, the woman in linen sighed softly, flicked her wrist, and a gorgeously decorated bracelet came out of her hand, quickly grew in size, and wrapped the two of them in the bracelet.
when!
A sound of gold and iron chiming like a yellow bell sounded. A woman in white and a woman in linen held hands and fell gracefully to the sound of the bell. Their clothes were fluttering and their skirts were flying. In addition, the two of them were holding hands.
Such a gorgeous face, really like a fairy descending to earth.
"well!"
After seeing the woman in sackcloth reveal a magic weapon, Kong Qing also sighed silently.
Originally, the two of them could not dodge his sword, but they did not expect that these two girls with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually cheated and released a protective magic weapon to block the sword.
Didn't everyone agree that we are just going to fight for cultivation and swordsmanship? You are actually secretly planning to fight for magic weapons! Are you not bullying Pindao... No! Isn't Pindao bullying you?
There is no one who doesn’t have ten or eight of these magic weapons.
"It seems that Pindao still underestimated the two ladies..."
Kong Qing nodded to the woman in linen clothes and Yuan Baiyi, then raised his hand, the Gu Chen sword suspended in the air vibrated, turned into a sword light again, and slashed at the two women in front of him.
Zheng!
The sword light of Gu Chen's sword hit the bracelet released by the woman in sackcloth, and a sound of gold and iron was heard. At the same time, Yuan Baiyi's flying sword also returned to the sides of the two women.
After releasing the flying sword, Kong Qing once again took off the Fuxi Qin calmly and placed it in front of him. He reached out and brushed the strings, making a tinkling sound.
"How can there be no joy in the sword dance? Next, let's ask the two ladies to give a good review of Pindao's self-education song."
As he spoke, Kong Qing stretched out his white little hands with a solemn expression and flicked a little on the piano. Suddenly, a lively and lovely tune came to mind.
"Two tigers, two tigers..."
As the sound of the piano sounded, the woman in sackcloth suddenly felt a huge sense of crisis in her heart, and then she pushed Yuan Baiyi beside her with her hand without thinking.
Whoosh!
A silent sound wave passed by Yuan Baiyi's side, cutting off a strand of hair on her temples.
Yuan Baiyi touched his temples with his hands, a look of shock on his face.
If it hadn't been for the push from Xu's sister just now, the sound wave might have hit her neck instead of her raised hair.
"I didn't expect that this Taoist priest could even use sound waves to hurt people!"
The woman in linen clothes looked at Kong Qing from a solemn look to a trace of fear.
"Sister Yuan! When you met this little Taoist priest more than a year ago, was he really just building a foundation?"
"good!"
At this time, Yuan Baiyi looked at Kong Qing and his eyes were no longer as arrogant as they were at first.
"At that time, he was just good at swordsmanship, and the sword light couldn't even cause much harm to me. If he hadn't played a trick and made me swallow an ancient mirror of the Yellow Emperor that he could control, he wouldn't have done it at all.
Not my opponent.
Who would have thought that in less than two years, he would become so powerful!"
After hearing her words, the woman in sackcloth instantly felt a sense of regret in her heart.
If she had known that Sister Yuan's enemy was so powerful and a Taoist genius who cultivated so fast, she would not have helped him destroy the dharma bodies of those gods no matter what.
"How about this song by Pindao?"
Seeing the two women in front of him as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Kong Qing's lips turned up, revealing a beautiful smile.
"Isn't it full of childishness...!"
Following Kong Qing's words, the Eight-faced Han Sword that was originally fighting Gu Chen Jianyou instantly let out a sword sound like a groan, then rolled in the air and fell down, and inserted into the small courtyard with a clang.
on the tree in it.
The next moment, Kong Qing's fingers brushed against the piano, and all eight notes sounded in unison.
"The sea dragon roars!"
when!
Another sound like a yellow bell sounded, and then I saw the linen woman's bracelet violently spinning twice in the air, and then fell into the linen woman's hand like a bird flying into the forest.
Immediately afterwards, the sword light transformed from Gu Chen's sword took advantage of the fact that the bracelet was severely damaged by Fu Xiqin, and fell from the air like an eagle, slashing towards Yuan Baiyi's neck.
"well!"
Just when Yuan Baiyi had no time to dodge and could only close her eyes and wait for death, a sigh suddenly came from the air, and then she saw an old man with white beard and hair, a crane-haired face, holding a quinoa staff, and appeared in front of her in one step.
in front of.
Ding!
The light of the falling Gu Chen Sword fell on the quinoa staff in the old man's hand, and then bounced up.
"master!"
When Yuan Baiyi opened his eyes and saw the old man, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.