Chapter 175 The scene
Yang Jing was very alert, and took a step back. He pointed his sword at the ground and said, "Put it here, you drive."
Lu Qingzhi's cultivation is at the Void Refinement Stage. Although she is one major realm lower than him, she should not be underestimated. What if this woman has come up with some evil plan? Wouldn't he fall into it?
Moreover, at present, he only slightly relaxed the pressure, which was enough for Lu Qingzhi to mobilize some of her spiritual power to take out the things, but not enough to make any splash in an instant.
He weighed the options silently in his mind, continued pointing his sword at Lu Qingzhi, and watched her squat down.
Lu Qingzhi pretended to sigh helplessly, put the box on the ground obediently, and pretended to open it.
A crack was gently pulled in the wooden box... Yang Jing's heart suddenly felt at ease.
Fairy Qingzhi is just like that. She is famous for her beauty, but in reality she has no ambition and has wasted her good looks.
Lu Qingzhi opened the box a little more, and a yellow shadow appeared. Before "Yang Jing" could react, Lu Qingzhi flipped her hand and the yellow shadow flew out of the box!
In an instant, her figure appeared on the other side of the room!
I can’t get out!
Lu Qingzhi felt a chill in her heart, and she was about to take out the shadow transmission talisman.
The next second, a huge pressure came over them again, and those with lower cultivation levels immediately vomited blood. The people who had just calmed down suddenly became panicked again.
Lu Qingzhi was caught off guard. All her spiritual energy was used to activate the Shadow Transmission Talisman, and she didn't leave any for protection. At this moment, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
She raised her eyes and a sword brushed her forehead and stabbed into the pillar behind her!
The cold sword edge was pressed against her cheek, reminding her of the danger just now.
"Fairy Qingzhi, don't make me say it again."
The man said coldly, and immediately flashed to Lu Qingzhi's side, calmly pulled out the sword, and gently brushed away a few strands of Lu Qingzhi's broken hair on the sword.
Lu Qingzhi gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and thought about her next move.
Right now!
Behind the man, where the naked eye could not see, a black spear suddenly appeared out of thin air!
With a "clang", the sword that was holding Yang Zheng was directly knocked away!
The man suddenly felt a pulling force coming from behind, and he was dragged out by the collar!
Wen Jin raised his hand and directly attached a talisman to the man's back. With a "bang", the earth shook!
A few broken wood pieces fell from the eaves, raising a cloud of dust.
In a breath, the situation suddenly changed.
The spear collided with the sword for only a few blows before it was knocked directly into the wall, sinking more than halfway into the wall. It no longer posed any threat for the time being.
Wen Jin raised his hand and took the spear, protecting Lu Qingzhi and Yang Zheng behind him.
Xu Yuan was already standing beside Yang's father at this moment.
As soon as he appeared, Wen Jin pointed out to him where Yang's father was. He didn't care about anything else and directly took the golden sparrow that turned into a golden crow to guard Yang's father's side, staring at everyone present.
Snow flakes fell heavily.
Everyone inside the room was shocked: It’s indoors, why is it snowing?
An ice-white horse was walking towards the center of the battlefield step by step, stirring up a streak of ice with each step. On the horse's back, Murong Lin raised his fan slightly, and every time he raised it, a piece of ice and snow surged out of the fan.
It's his spiritual power.
Everyone who received the snowflakes felt that the circulation of spiritual energy in their bodies suddenly became smoother, and the pressure that had been pressing on their hearts and making them breathless just now had quietly dissipated.
So what if they are under pressure from those at the peak of fusion? They have two people at the fusion stage.
Xu Yuan couldn't help but look at the frozen Pegasus under Murong Lin twice, with a hint of envy in his eyes.
Jiujiu was dissatisfied at this moment, and hit Xu Yuan on the head with its hard beak. Xu Yuan felt a little pain and then he turned his gaze away from Murong Lin.
God knows how difficult it is to deal with a jealous spirit beast that loves to express its own opinions!
Moreover, he just envied Murong Lin's cultivation... So what if the overall beast control strength of the Blood Fang Beast Hall is not as good as that of the Ten Thousand Beasts Peak? Murong Lin is now in the Fusion Stage!
And he was still struggling in the late stage of Refining Void, not as good as his junior sister, or even Murong Lin!
He had to keep working harder in the future, otherwise he would soon be surpassed by Ji Yunmiao. Then where would his dignity as a senior brother be? How could he still have the confidence to talk to Ji Yunmiao?
The man seemed to have not expected that Wen Jin could break through this barrier. He touched the back of his neck where a piece of flesh and blood was blown out by the talisman, licked his lips, and distanced himself from Wen Jin.
His intentions and plans were now in complete disarray.
Isolated.
He looked at Wen Jin who was standing with a gun in his hand, then at Murong Lin who was sitting on horseback and looked even more majestic than he was just now, then at Xu Yuan who had his eyes fixed on him, and took two steps back.
At least one is in the Fusion Stage, and three are in the Void Refinement Stage.
I can’t get the secret, but I don’t get the herbs either?
He narrowed his eyes and his gaze fell on Wen Jin, who was in the lead. His gaze lingered on her spear for a while: This person looked like Wen Jin, the leader of Fuyao Peak.
With a age of just over a hundred years old, how could he become the backbone of this group of people?
He thought to himself, dodged the shot that Wen Jin was stabbing at him, and shook his arms!
The two swords immediately obeyed his call and flew into his hands one after the other. With a "clang", Wen Jin's gun was clamped between them.
The spiritual power wrapped around the weapon in his hand, and after it left his hand, it flowed down along the gun barrel and headed straight towards Wen Jin. Wen Jin held the gun horizontally and threw the two swords away at the same time.
The people nearby quickly made way and took a few steps back.
The Golden Crow came down on his head, and after a loud cry, a slightly dull sound was heard.
Its wings blocked "Yang Jing" that was flying towards Yang's father, and it withstood the full-strength attack from the fusion period. Then, Wen Jin and Xu Yuan attacked together and directly knocked the man away.
The Golden Crow shook its wings, shaking off many broken feathers, and then spit out a breath of anger at the man: Damn! Her beautiful feathers! If it weren't for her spiritual beast having a defense power beyond that of a cultivator, this wing would probably be broken at this moment!
It must have hurt her so much just now!