The white light was more than three feet long, as straight as a javelin, and it came with great speed. It appeared in front of Yun Qiyou less than two feet away in almost the blink of an eye. Yun Qiyou's eyes focused, and there was an unusual sound from Zhen,
The seventh string on the Demon-Suppressing Guqin was pulled, and then a wave of air rushed out from the strings, forming a powerful aura energy one foot in front of Yun Qiyou, and the sudden white strange energy was
The light seemed to be blocked by a mysterious force
As if stunned, he was immediately blocked from the aura. The Demon-Suppressing Guqin was in a stalemate with the white light and remained still for about two or three breaths. Suddenly, a white figure slowly fell from the sky, grabbed it and was frozen in front of Yun Qiyou.
One end of the ten-foot-long white light shook in his hand, and the white light that was as straight as a javelin immediately softened. It turned out to be a three-foot-long white light.
A long white whip that is more than ten feet long!
The woman held a long whip and was as fast as lightning, attacking Yun Qiyou from different directions.
Yun Qiyou's eight fingers flew together, and the beautiful sound of the piano turned into the sound of thunder, penetrating through gold and stone. In an instant, countless space air blades appeared and shot towards the woman holding a long whip.
The woman's Taoism was simply ridiculously high. A long whip was danced perfectly in her hand. All the space air blades could not get close to within two feet of her body, and would be shattered by the divine whip that was as fast as lightning.
Or fly away.
As the woman danced her long whip, the surrounding wind suddenly became strong, and countless small cyclones appeared. The whining sound of the wind almost covered up the sounds of fighting in the chaotic battlefield.
After about half a stick of incense, the woman suddenly stopped moving and put away her long whip.
Yun Qiyou also pressed her hands fiercely on the strings. All the sounds disappeared instantly, and her eyes were focused on the mysterious woman in front of her.
This woman is very beautiful, with a beautiful face like a mysterious woman, and there is nothing to be picky about in her figure. Her fair and young cheeks seem to have an aura that looks down on the world.
However, this beautiful woman's hair is white, like the purest snowflakes.
Yun Qiyou stared at the woman in front of her. She had seen this woman present when he rescued Qin Fanzhen.
"A perfect face without tears."
Yun Qiyou said these four words slowly.
Wanyan fell without tears on the tree trunk, and her eyes as bright as autumn water were also looking at Yun Qiyou. She said lightly: "You are Yun Qiyou, you are worthy of being the descendant of the senior Yun Yazi, you are indeed remarkable.
.In the music and rhythm, you can already enter the palace. A heart-breaking song, where can you find a close friend in the world? Looking at the whole world, I am afraid that except for the old man Yun Yazi, no one can play the music.
I'll beat you one step at a time."
Regarding this kind of praise, Yun Qiyou didn't feel any pride or joy, but his expression became calmer.
Ye Xiaochuan had talked to her about Wan Yan Wu Tears before. Ye Xiaochuan had a very high opinion of this woman. When it comes to fighting alone, none of the human cultivators in the black forest could be Wan Yan Wu Tears.
The opponent of tears.
Just now, he just took advantage of the powerful spiritual power of the Demon-Suppressing Guqin, so he blocked the whip from Zhan Xiangsi. If it were to meet head-on, he wouldn't be completely sure.
She said slowly: "Fairy Wutear is over praised. Junior Brother Ye highly respects the fairy's Taoism. I am afraid that the fairy's Taoism has reached the realm of heaven and man. How can I dare to compete with the fairy with my meager cultivation."
"Giggle!"
Wanyan Wu Lei suddenly laughed and said, "That guy Ye Xiaochuan actually thinks so highly of me. It's really rare."
Amid laughter, I couldn't help but look up at Ye Xiaochuan, who was having a fierce battle with Yu Linglong.
She suddenly laughed several times again.
Twenty days ago, Yu Linglong and Mo Xiaoti were still planning to borrow Ye Xiaochuan's knife to kill themselves, but Yu Linglong herself was entangled by Ye Xiaochuan, and it seemed that she could not hold on much longer.
As a senior sister, Wan Yan Wu Lei had no intention of saving her fellow junior sister. She just smiled and watched Yu Linglong suffer a loss, and seemed to feel very happy.
Wan Yan Wu Lei suddenly appeared, which surprised Ye Xiaochuan and others. Ye Xiaochuan knew very well that Yun Qiyou was definitely no match for Wan Yan Wu Lei. He was about to leave Yu Linglong and go to help, but found that the two women below suddenly
do not fight.
This distraction gave Yu Linglong a chance to catch her breath. The purple light of Xiangsi Zaansi lit up, and she counterattacked Ye Xiaochuan several times, forcing Ye Xiaochuan to retreat.
When Ye Xiaochuan was about to reorganize his offensive, he saw Yu Linglong's clones dozens of them. These clones simultaneously threw out the Zhan Xiangsi in their hands. Ye Xiaochuan didn't know which one was Yu Linglong's real body at the moment of seeing him. He flicked his wrist
Turning around, all the incoming Zhan Acacias were knocked away with a bang.
At this time, Yu Linglong had already fled dozens of feet away.
She didn't seem to care at all about her left arm that had turned into blood. She chuckled and said: "Mr. Ye, why don't you have any sympathy for her and how you treat the little girl so roughly? The little girl will die in your hands."
In your hands, this is not good."
Ye Xiaochuan let out a sigh and laughed loudly: "Haha, you witch can't laugh at this time. If you have the ability, let's continue fighting for three hundred rounds!"
Yu Linglong's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and she made an extremely charming gesture and said with a smile: "The slave family was seriously injured by the young master today. I will take good care of my body another day. Not to mention three hundred rounds, even three thousand rounds, the slave family will accompany me to the end.
I hope Mr. Ye will not be as rude as he is now."
"Shameless witch!"
Yang Jiu's hot temper looked down on these coquettish female disciples of the Hehuan sect the most. He cursed loudly and prepared to chase Yu Linglong with the Qingfeng sword. However, Du Chun stopped him.
Yu Linglong couldn't defeat Ye Xiaochuan, but she still had no problem defeating Yang Jiu. The realm of spiritual tranquility and the peak state of out-of-body experience seemed to be just a little bit different, but they were essentially different.
At this moment, the battle between the Feiyu clan warriors and the elves around the altar also entered a stalemate. Without the help of the demon cultivators and the poisonous bees, the elves finally stabilized the situation after sacrificing hundreds of clan members.
Come down.
The magic feather arrows of the elves were too powerful, and the Feiyu tribe suffered heavy losses. When the offensive was temporarily blocked, the Feather Emperor asked its allies for help.
The disciples of the Demon Sect still have an advantage, especially after Wanyan Wulei suddenly appeared, this advantage was once again expanded.
Feng Tianqiong did not plan to launch a painless long-range attack with the disciples of Cangyun Sect, but planned to separately attack the altar of the elves.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, dozens of golden lights shot out from the southwest, followed by a solemn Buddha's chant in the night sky.
"Amitabha, good, good!"
The faces of the disciples of the Demon Sect changed slightly. Qu Xiangge hummed: "It turns out that the bald donkey from Kasyapa Temple is here too!"
