"Arhat comes to the world and takes me through the vacuum!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Zhu Miaoer disappeared in the same place. The cold dungeon was instantly flooded by the rising waves of fire. The flames were raging and almost burned through the entire cabin.
Naturally, she won't just wait for the opponent to complete his transformation. The winner of a master's fight is often a hair's breadth away, so when she strikes, it's a violent and extreme attack!
"Well done!"
Chen Ye's feet fell to the ground and stood still, his chest bulged high, and he suddenly spurted out a burst of cold air to drive away the tongues of fire in front of him. Taking advantage of this moment, the layers of fat on his body burned rapidly, and the whole person lost a lot of weight in the blink of an eye, bursting with energy.
Strong muscles.
With the blessing of Arhat's divine power, his five senses, speed, strength, etc. have been greatly strengthened, and his fist light is even comparable to that of a fifth-grade warrior. It can be said that he is now a humanoid weapon, not to mention ordinary swords, even
It is extremely difficult to break open the acquired Lingbao’s physical body!
Cang!
The collision between the flesh palm and the sword blade produced a harsh explosion. Chen Ye's veins popped out in one arm, and his five fingers clamped Qiushui tightly like steel, forcibly squeezing away the devouring flame wave!
"It's impossible to rely on..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Miaoer suddenly slapped the hilt of the sword, causing Qiu Shui to spin rapidly. The spiritual patterns on the sword body were particularly eye-catching in the dark environment, and the roar was louder and louder.
Chen Ye's pressure increased greatly. He felt that what he was holding was not a sword, but a dancing dragon.
Must let go!
Chen Yezheng wanted to let go of Qiu Shui, but he was a step too late after all. The blue dragon had already taken the lead and bit his palm!
Heart-wrenching pain followed one after another, and he groaned. He didn't have time to think too much and quickly floated a few feet away. After getting rid of the pursuit, he quickly lowered his head to look at his palm, only to see that it was bare and the white bones were exposed.
This simple sword cut off five of his fingers.
"What's the origin of this sword? It's so powerful that even my Arhat Demonic Body can't stop it."
Chen Ye's expression was a little solemn. Even if he concentrated his energy on his fingertips immediately, he could not change the result.
Cutting tofu is nothing more than that.
Something's wrong... This woman is a Hundred Shiki Gongshu and not a Hundred Shiki Sword Master. Just by hearing the nickname, you can tell that her swordsmanship is not very good. However, without the blessing of sword intention and weapon spirit, she doesn't even have decent martial arts. She relies entirely on the edge of the weapon.
It’s incredible that Rui can actually do this.
"The name of the sword, Mobile Armor - Assault on Free Qiushui..." Zhu Miaoer's lips moved and she replied reluctantly.
To be honest, it is a bit shameful to pronounce this name in public, but this is Ning Yan's sword after all, and she is not used to changing people's names on her own initiative.
Chen Ye was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "What a waste..."
Does the person with this name have any serious illness?
But it can also be seen from this that the sword master is probably someone else, and Si Tianjian is not such a weirdo.
He took a long breath, calmly used his remaining hand to tighten his belt and cuffs, and tied his loose white robe into a close-fitting military uniform: "You haven't used a sword much, have you? What if the sword blade had been raised just now?
Two inches can at least break my entire arm."
Zhu Miao'er clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. She was slightly reluctant to control the ferocious beast in her current state. Fortunately, she succeeded in one blow, which increased her chances of winning a lot.
"Tell me, where is Sikong Jian."
"You will naturally see him after you knock me down. But I have to remind you..." Chen Ye grinned and said: "Good and evil, right and wrong, true and false, good and bad, cannot be seen through with just the eyes."
Then he raised his palm, and the blood flowed back strangely. Although the five fingers had not grown back, the incision was extremely smooth, as if they were new.
Zhu Miaoer was not in the mood to talk nonsense with him, and twisted the hilt of the sword again. However, the expected roar did not sound, and the rough touch on her fingertips was very unfamiliar to her.
She looked down blankly, and the weapon in her hand had changed its appearance unconsciously.
Turned into a stick.
How could this happen...
"It's a pity that you missed the only opportunity to kill me." Chen Ye shook his hand in vain, and the Qiu Shui Sword suddenly appeared in his hand!
He is not a simple-minded reckless man. If he wants to develop an underground organization under the siege and interception of the imperial court, it is impossible to do it without some foresight. From the moment he steps into the lowest level, he has been quietly building rituals to prevent
For emergencies.
In the final analysis, whether it is small talk or Arhat's mantra, they are just small means to delay time and attract the other party's attention.
His real killing move has only just been revealed.
The supernatural power and the four wind wheels reveal the Taoist rituals!
Zhu Miaoer's eyes suddenly blurred, and a strong sense of dizziness came over her like a tide. She felt light-headed and light-headed, as if the world had been turned upside down!
She resisted the urge to vomit, her feet were soft on the ground, and there was no strength at all. She staggered a few steps and fell directly to the ground. She raised her head unwillingly, and could only watch the other person approaching a little bit.
But he can't even do the most basic dodge.
Damn it, this magical power is so weird...
Zhu Miaoer gritted her silver teeth. She knew that her five senses had been distorted, so that the concepts of time and space were very blurred. This Chen Ye is called the banner master, but his current exposed strength is not inferior to that of Qinghua Altar.
Altar leader.
So how powerful is Sikong Jian, that he can actually beat Chen Ye and securely occupy the position of the leader of the new water altar?
"For the great plan of the Holy Religion, please die."
Chen Ye's movements seemed to have been slowed down countless times, so slow that the trembling of his facial muscles could be caught by the naked eye. It was obvious that maintaining the four wind chakras to manifest the Taoist rituals was a huge burden on him. When he walked up to Zhu Miao'er,
Already out of breath.
Fortunately, everything is coming to an end!
He made a strong effort, raised the autumn water high and was about to strike, when for some reason he felt uneasy in his heart.
This woman was so calm, with no trace of panic in her eyes.
"Don't underestimate Yanshi." She said abruptly.
At this critical moment, the silent workbench suddenly deformed and turned into a small Yanjia half a man tall. The carving spirit knife was tied to the wrist armor, and it pierced his back with a cold light!
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At the same time, Zhu Miaoer also threw down the wooden stick, flipped his wrist and stretched out a black blunderbuss tube from his sleeve, and pulled the trigger towards his face!
Chen Ye was caught off guard by these attacks from the front and back, and he hurriedly manifested the appearance of a four-sided tripod, protecting his vital points and retreating quickly, making a gesture to escape towards the stairs.
Although he has the advantage now, if the fight continues, he will be so angry that he may not be able to hold on anymore.
"Don't even think about running away!"
Zhu Miao'er took advantage of the victory and pursued the attack. The magic formula in his hand changed. The secret box at the stairway suddenly opened. Countless machine birds pounced on each other and detonated one after another as soon as they got close.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The violent shocks were connected in series, and it was like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking. Chen Ye's figure disappeared in the flames in an instant!
Dead?
Zhu Miaoer was doubtful, but what was certain was that she had regained control of her body. Chen Ye must have been seriously injured even if he was not dead, otherwise he would not be able to maintain his magical powers.
But soon, she discovered that things were not as smooth as she imagined.
The smoke slowly dissipated, and Chen Ye was sitting on the ground unscathed. What made her even more alarmed was that a young man in a green shirt appeared at the top of the stairs.
The only person on this spaceship who is capable and willing to clean up Chen Ye's mess is that person.
"Sikong Jian, you finally showed up."
Zhu Miaoer spoke one word at a time, and three interlocking gears suddenly appeared behind him. The ten fingers of zhenqi turned into silk and the Yanjia. The various materials scattered on the ground seemed to be pulled by invisible forces and rushed to merge into the Yanjia. p>
She is going to show off her ability to keep the bottom of the box!
"Stop fighting, you are no match for me." Sikong Jian didn't even look at him. He turned to Chen Ye and said, "I asked you to come down to find someone. Who told you to do it? The chicken drumsticks for lunch will be confiscated as punishment." "It's embarrassing, let's go."
"Who asked you to leave!"
There was a coldness in Zhu Miao'er's tone. She clenched her fists and Yan Jia's movements became more and more agile, as if she had come alive!
"I really need to fight..."
Sikong Jian stood still for a moment, then took out a copper plate from his arms, "Believe it or not, you will be defeated by me before this copper plate hits the ground."
"Because, I have already seen your future."
How long does it take for a copper plate to fall to the ground? One breath? Two breaths? Zhu Miaoer has never paid special attention to such boring things.
She also didn't believe that the other party could defeat her in such a short period of time.
Absolutely impossible!
"Good words can't persuade a damn ghost."
Sikong Jian shook his head, flicked his finger, and the copper plate was thrown high, making a buzzing sound when it rubbed against the air.
"Then let your destiny turn."
At first, Zhu Miaoer just thought he was pretending to be a ghost, but suddenly, the buzzing sound of the copper plates became more and more noisy, as if countless people were chanting scriptures in her ears.
The strange thing is that she didn't feel upset. She was looking ahead in trance, her mind going blank.
There is no other color between heaven and earth, only the back of the man in blue shirt standing with his hands behind his hands, and his ethereal voice.
"Welcome to my hometown of Vacuum."
Her pupils gradually lost their luster, and finally a lotus-shaped mark appeared. With a bang, her body fell heavily to the ground, and there was no more movement.
Tianqiaoxing, defeated!
Chen Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his body suddenly swelled back up as if it had been inflated. Seeing that the matter had been resolved, his mind couldn't help but become more active.
He stepped forward in a few steps, carefully picked up the wooden stick that Zhu Miao'er had just thrown away, and stroked it with his palms. Water ripples appeared on the surface of the wooden stick, and soon it returned to the appearance of autumn water.
"What a treasure, I almost lost it in its hands this time. It's a pity that the pearl is covered in dust, so it was wasted in this woman's hands. Altar master, this sword..."
Sikong Jian yawned and said lazily: "It's up to you. Don't forget to go back to the lower cabin to distribute the talisman water again. Being so noisy early in the morning has delayed my sleep... practice."
Chen Ye pretended not to hear the other party's lazy dog declaration, and asked: "Ning Yan is not here, and our ears and eyes in the lower cabin have not seen him. What should we do?"
"It doesn't matter, I guess we can go to the top floor through the secret passage. Anyway, there are people from the Tianyi Pavilion up there to greet him, so we don't have to worry about it."
"But I still don't understand why I didn't just kill him. If he can reveal the secrets of Liansheng Taoist soldiers, we can't keep this kind of person."
Sikongjian picked up the copper plate on the ground, played with it in his palm for a moment, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"If I say this is the holy will of the Inanimate Mother, would you believe it?"
"How is this, this, this possible!" Chen Ye was dumbfounded.
"How is it impossible? Maybe he is the face of Wu Sheng Lao Mu? Anyway, I think he looks pretty decent..."
Is it allowed to say this nonsense??
Chen Ye took a breath of cold air and knelt down with a pop. He covered his ears and kept muttering: "My mother is Wusheng. It's what Sikong Jian said. Don't care about my affairs. Every wrongdoer has his own debtor."
Don't look for me, don't look for me..."
Sikong Jian continued to analyze: "No one can escape the three causes, four winds and seven calamities, even the great master. But I have never seen such a person..."
"There is no past, no present, and no future."
"I can't see anything in him."
Chen Ye felt goosebumps all over his body. He stopped talking to himself, shrank his neck and said, "Is this still a human being? Could it be that he is a lonely ghost?"
Sikong Jian rubbed his chin, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly realized: "It's also possible that he is an illegitimate son left behind by his unborn mother!"
"I beg you, please stop saying a few words! I still want to live a few more years!"