Chapter 231
The female ghost retreated into the distance like lightning, and her pupils suddenly shrank.
Like a fox facing a sharp arrow, he looked angrily at the place where the white light appeared.
There was a hissing sound in the throat, three times in a row.
"Which monk dares to be so arrogant here!!"
She waved her sleeves, and red silk threads shot out like arrows.
Li Ping'an leaned outside the temple and changed the sword technique in his hand.
The sword energy condensed into a white light, containing a strange power, blocking the blood-red aura of death and cruelty like a tide.
"How dare you, the rat, show up!!"
The female ghost in red roared again.
There was a voice that seemed to come from far away, gentle, calm and powerful.
"Oh, I don't dare."
After hearing this, several people couldn't help but be stunned.
Shouldn't it be said that you don't deserve it?
The female ghost in red has a pair of tiger eyes burning with the flames of hatred.
She changed her target and rushed towards the woman in the best outfit closest to her.
"I can't leave you alone!" The calm voice sounded again.
At the same time, an air curtain formed on the sword.
Sharp energy spurted out from the sword.
The light is as cold as rain and as fast as thunder.
"bring it on!"
The female ghost in red shouted loudly and got into a posture.
clank……!!!"
A series of sounds of gold and iron clashed, and sparks flew everywhere.
Every sword is a fatal blow, and there are dangers everywhere.
The sound was as loud as a gong, expanding again and again.
With powerful force, it bombarded the spirit of the female ghost in red.
...........
Li Pingan has finished eating the carrots in his hands.
There was no sword in his hand, and there was no trace of murderous intent on his body.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Come again!"
As the sound sounded.
Inside the temple, a sword stabbed out.
The blade of the sword shone brightly, causing a heart-stopping whistling sound.
The sword was fast and fierce, giving the opponent no chance to breathe.
But he saw a flash of blood, and the right arm of the female ghost in red had fallen to the ground, dripping with blood.
The female ghost in red was shocked, knowing that the opponent's blow was no small matter.
She opened her arms and a powerful force burst out from her body.
There was a loud "Zheng" sound.
She actually blocked the attack of this sword in a hurry.
It was just a powerful impact that knocked her upside down and flew several feet away.
Her body moved backward at an extremely fast speed.
"So strong!!"
The female ghost in red and the sword exited the temple.
The flying sword drizzle continued to move forward, rolling up countless rain arcs and shaking away countless arrow branches.
Crystal raindrops dripped from the tip of the sword, like a sword made of condensed water.
It trembled gently in the rain and made a sound of swords.
Her body was firmly stuck, causing her originally light body to tremble.
Suddenly, he let out an exclamation as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.
Her body was sent flying backwards and knocked down a thick tree.
The branches were flying, and she was knocked to the ground, unable to struggle.
Her hands lost all strength and her vision went dark.
My chest felt like it was going to explode.
Hearing a buzzing sound, he almost lost consciousness.
"Spare my life, spare my life!!"
Only then did the female ghost in red remember to beg for mercy.
From the beginning to the end, she never saw the owner of the sword, let alone fought with him.
At this moment, a dark shadow appeared beside her.
A strong hand grabbed her and lifted her up.
Pushing back, it was a critical moment.
She had already escaped from the sword tip, and the biting sword energy made her shudder.
"Walk!"
...........
"Yo? Ran away?"
Li Pingan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He's not very strong, but he runs pretty fast.
The drizzle stayed in the air for a moment, then turned around and fell from the sky.
Like a shooting star, it returned to the sword-raising gourd.
Inside the temple, everyone in Huangshan looked blank.
"Just now, what is that!?" someone asked in surprise.
"Could it be that a passing immortal passed through this place?"
Several people suffered wounds of varying degrees and were busy doing exercises and regulating their breathing.
This left them in a trance for the rest of their lives.
If that fairy sword hadn't suddenly appeared, I'm afraid they would have turned into corpses by now.
"Could this be the legendary monk?"
Huang Shan nodded, "I have seen people wielding swords before, but they were not so powerful."
"Have we met the monk? Will he accept us as his disciples?"
Duzhou said excitedly.
Duzhou was not the only one to have this idea, the others were also overjoyed.
Qi practitioners are not just cabbages, they can be seen all over the street.
On the contrary, it is very rare.
Not to mention some barren rural areas, you can rarely see Qigong practitioners even in some big cities.
It is even more difficult to have any contact with them.
Not long after, Li Pingan came back slowly carrying a basket of radishes.
Huangshan opened his eyes and couldn't help but said: "You are so lucky."
"Oh~" Li Ping'an put down the basket, "What's wrong?"
Duzhou smiled and said, "Don't ask, I'm afraid I'll scare you. That scene is terrible."
Duzhou couldn't help but feel scared when he thought of the scene just now.
In front of the female ghost, they are like children.
Being played with in the palm of your hand.
On the other hand, the female ghost turned into a child like them in front of the flying sword.
There is no resistance at all.
Du Zhou shook his head and sighed: "Oh, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world~"
Li Ping'an said: "Eat some carrots, and I will heal your injuries first."
"Sorry for the trouble." Huangshan nodded and thanked him.
"Brother Huang, do you think that female ghost will come back again?" A warrior said worriedly.
Huangshan pondered for a moment, "Probably not. The female ghost suffered so much that she doesn't dare to come again."
"If the female ghost doesn't come, then the immortal who took action won't come either. I still want to witness the grace of the immortal."
Duzhou looked outside the temple, his expression full of expectation.
In the eyes of ordinary warriors, there is no difference between monks and immortals.
"Hey, I think you want to become your teacher."
"Nonsense, who doesn't want to enter the path of spiritual practice and achieve immortality?"
Li Ping'an smiled faintly, took out the silver needle, and treated the injuries of several people.
This chapter has been completed!