Lady Cultivator

The hall was quiet except for the sound of bottles and jars clinking together as Kuang Zhu prepared the ointment.

Mo Tiange and Ye Jingwen stood in front of Zhan Bai and looked at the Ancient Sword Sect monk opposite. Both of them looked calm, but it was this calm that made them unable to calm down.

Wan Hong'an had seen the methods of the two of them, and with Kuang Zhu, the only late-stage foundation-building monk, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He turned to look at his fellow disciples, with a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and stood up and shouted: "Senior Brother Kuang, these are the two fellow disciples who intercepted and killed me. Please give an explanation to our Ancient Sword Sect!"

When Kuang Zhu heard his voice, he raised his head and glanced up, but still lowered his head and stirred.

Such a reaction made Wan Hongan feel a little uneasy on his face, and he said angrily: "Kang Zhu! What do you mean?!"

"What do you mean?" The one who spoke was Zhan Bai, who had always been quiet. He glanced at these people indifferently and said in a calm voice, "What do you mean by these words? Is it necessary to say it to make everyone lose face?"

These words were not polite, and Wan Hongan suddenly became angry: "You——"

Mo Tiange raised his eyes slightly and smiled sarcastically. It's really funny. Everyone knows what the drama is. Wouldn't it be better to just open the skylight and speak frankly? In the end, there will inevitably be a fight. Why are you pretending?

Wan Hongan turned to look at his fellow sect disciples, a look of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. In an instant, the five Tsing Yi Ancient Sword Sect monks all drew their swords and changed their positions.

When Mo Tiange and Ye Jingwen saw each other, they took action with their magic weapons to interfere with their positions.

Mo Tiange's flying shuttle was dexterous and erratic. As soon as it was released, it rushed towards one of the early-stage foundation-building monks. At the same time, several flying needles were released. Ye Jingwen's flying sword went straight to Wan Hongan.

As soon as the two men took action, their positions were disrupted. Seeing this, Mo Tiange shook his hand and fired countless flying needles again.

Unfortunately, the place is too small to use the talismans. This is no loss for sword cultivators, but for ordinary monks like them, it weakens part of their strength.

"Stand still, I'll stop them!" Wan Hongan shouted.

Ye Jingwen sneered: "Can you stop it?"

None of the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were pure swordsmen, and the same was true for Ye Jingwen. He flew his sword and held another magical weapon in his hand, aiming specifically at Wan Hongan.

He was originally intercepted by Wan Hong'an, but now the evil person complained first, so he started to hate Wan Hong'an.

Hit him with every move.

Mo Tiange glanced at him, knowing this, he mustered up all his energy to disrupt the steps of those people to prevent them from forming a star array.

At this time, they were fighting in full swing. Zhan Bai was guarding Xiao Guzi and Xiao Zui vigilantly. If he accidentally hit them, he would hit them back one by one. At this moment, Kuang Zhu was still immersed in his desk, tinkering with his bottles as if he hadn't seen anything.

Both Mo Tiange and Ye Jingwen were stronger than the average mid-stage Foundation Establishment monks. Even when facing those five people, they were evenly matched. After a while, the Ancient Sword Sect monks became anxious. Someone saw Xiao Guzi and Xiao Zui huddled in a corner, shouting: "Hit those two qi refiners!"

Mo Tiange and Ye Jingwen both frowned. Zhan Bai raised his head and looked at Kuang Zhu. Kuang Zhu stopped tinkering with the ointment.

Ye Jingwen withdrew the flying sword, and the spiritual energy poured into the sword body. Suddenly, an almost visible spiritual energy floated on the bright sword body. One by one, it stuck to the sword body and kept spinning, like a whirlpool. The spiritual energy took shape. In fact, the whole process only took a moment. Ye Jingwen waved his arm, and the spiritual energy vortex suddenly grew to a foot square, blocking them solidly. All the attacks of the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect were sucked into the vortex, and their spiritual energy was also deflected by the vortex. When the vortex slowly disappeared, all the attacks just now were ineffective.

The Ancient Sword Sect monk's face turned pale, but he quickly retracted his flying sword and continued to attack.

Mo Tiange held out his white silk handkerchief, and suddenly countless bricks fell from the air, forming a brick wall that blocked all attacks again.

The monks of the Ancient Sword Sect were already panicking. If they were not swordsmen who were better at fighting than ordinary monks, they would have fallen by now. Wan Hongan shouted: "Sword energy, sword energy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect change their sword power, and suddenly the hall was filled with sword energy.

Before the sword energy came close, I felt a deep chill. The stone pillars and jade bricks in the hall were all scratched by the sword energy.

Mo Tiange used the white silk handkerchief again. However, the sword energy almost filled the entire hall. No matter which side she blocked, there would always be fish that slipped through the net.

The same is true for Ye Jingwen. This sword energy is not scary to them, the foundation-building monks. Even if it comes out, it cannot break through their own spiritual energy defense. However, it is very scary to the Qi-refining monks. No matter whether Zhanbai blocks left or right, Xiao Guzi and Xiao Zui There were wounds all over his body.

Mo Tiange couldn't help but feel angry. He put away the white silk handkerchief and even the flying shuttle. He detected his consciousness and was ready to kill directly!

At this moment, she only felt a piece of clothes flash before her eyes, but she saw Kuang Zhu standing in front of them in an instant. His sleeves shook, and countless powdery substances flew out of the sleeves, gradually intertwining into a net. The seemingly light powder mist actually blocked their flying swords.

When the powder mist subsided, Wan Hongan, who was covered in white powder, said angrily: "Kang Zhu!"

Kuang Zhu raised the corners of his mouth lightly. Even if he was angry, he still made people feel elegant: "Go away! I can't keep you here!"

Now it was not just Wan Hongan, but other monks from the Ancient Sword Sect looked angry. Another person shouted: "Kang Zhu, why do you drive us away!"

Kuang Zhu snorted coldly, not hiding his disgust: "It depends on your life! You just fight in secret. I turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it, but actually made it public." , then break up and don’t have to play this game anymore!”

"You -" Wan Hongan twisted his face, "Don't think you are so great in the later stages of foundation building! There are so many of us, we may not lose to you!"

Kuang Zhuqing smiled lightly: "If you say one more thing, I will take your lives!"

This sounded like just a threat, and the monks of the Ancient Sword Sect also understood it this way, but Kuang Zhu's cold expression revealed a death wish, which actually made them speechless.

Ye Jingwen finally broke the silence. He took a step forward and said, "Senior Brother Kuang, you have good intentions. Normally I should obey you, but I want to keep them all."

Anger appeared on Wan Hongan's face again, but there was also a hint of cowardice. In fact, he already regretted it. He thought that he could gain the upper hand with his ability in sword fighting, but he did not expect that these people were not mediocre. . Kuang Zhu and Ye Jingwen, he already knew that these two people were powerful, but he didn't expect that the new female cultivator from Xuanqing Sect was so powerful. The realm of these three people was already above them, but the sword cultivator himself was very powerful in fighting skills and had a small chance of winning. So pitiful.

Kuang Zhu glanced at Ye Jingwen lightly: "If you want to kill me, then kill him, so as not to worry about it!"

Ye Jingwen smiled, bowed to him gently, turned to look at Mo Tiange, and Mo Tiange smiled back. The two of them each offered flying swords or magic weapons, revealing their murderous intent.

This confusing number of words per chapter...well, I apologize, is caused by the chaotic holiday...) Book friends, please pay attention!