Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Lu Qingli couldn't help but think of Dugu Guyu's unrestrained and unrestrained figure in the tranquility, feeling at a loss in her heart.

"Since you practice the Eight Desolation Daotian, you should know the power of this technique. Think about it yourself, if I don't want to hurt your life, and I don't want to be hurt by your technique, how can I do it?" Lu Qingli put away her thoughts, did not answer Xuanyuan Xiuzhu's question, but asked seriously.

Xuanyuan Xiuzhu was stunned and fell silent.

Although Lu Qingli's slap came so suddenly that it was almost impossible to guard against, but in a blink of an eye, he could still see her cultivation in the mid-stage of catastrophe.

It just so happens that he is also in the mid-stage of catastrophe, and because of his practice of the Eight Desolation and Heavenly Dao, his strength is far superior to that of ordinary mid-stage catastrophe.

The strength of the two is equal, if Lu Qingli doesn't want to fight to the death, and doesn't want to be hurt by his technique, he must find the flaws in his technique.

But this technique is both offensive and defensive, but because it is incomplete and later generations have no ability to complete it, it has a little flaw.

Xuanyuan Xiuzhu restored the scene just now in his mind, and found out sadly: If Lu Qingli seized this flaw, the slap could only fall on one place, which was her own face, and there was no other possibility.

If I have to say something, it is either on the left cheek or on the right cheek.

It turned out that Lu Qingli wasn't talking nonsense, let alone making unreasonable words. The slap in the face was really because of her strength. If the strength was a little weaker, the slap wouldn't fall on the face, would it?
Xuanyuan Xiuzhu was very sad, and at the same time very angry: Why should I be slapped in the face because of my strength? Could it be that I have been training hard all these years and practicing desperately in the Demon Realm just to get you slapped in the face? Why, why?
As expected of a senior brother, Xuanyuan Xiuzhu's thinking at this time is exactly the same as that of Nangong Yuzhan back then.

"Lu Qingli, let you tell me what you want, today I will avenge my shame, and I will never die with you!" Of course, Xuanyuan Xiuzhu would not admit that the reason for her hard work for so many years was to make people slap her in the face. Li let out another roar.

He is a disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Evil Realm, and he was slapped in the face in front of thousands of Immortal Sect members in Tianwaitian. If he can't take revenge on the spot and avenge his humiliation, how can he face others in the future?

Not only him, I'm afraid even the fairy gate behind him will never have the face to come out to see people again.

"The old man wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so ignorant that you would take advantage of the time when the old man stopped to sneak up and plot against you. If that's the case, don't blame the old man for being cruel and bullying the young!" Tang Qianzhi also said. Roaring wildly, he rushed towards Gu Xinyu again.

He suffered such a big loss when he came up, and he lost all face. He was embarrassed to continue attacking a junior, but seeing that Xuanyuan Xiuzhu had already made a move, he no longer hesitated.

And what he said was right, seeing that the old men of the Supreme Dao Sect didn't make a move just now, he really had the idea of ​​showing mercy, and subconsciously withdrew some of his immortal energy.

So in his opinion, Gu Xinyu's punch was a sneak attack and plot, and he was of course unwilling to accept the defeat.

"I didn't expect a newly promoted immortal sect to have such strength. The old man underestimated you. This time, you will not be so lucky." Fang Hongyuan also roared angrily, and flew up again, slashing at Liang Mo Wen chopped off his head.

Unlike Tang Qianzhi, he was struck flying by Liang Mowen's sword as soon as he came up, and he actually started to panic in his heart.

If there were no Tang Qianzhi and Xuanyuan Xiuzhu, he would definitely find a way to calm things down, so as not to be more embarrassing later.But the three of them shot together with the same hatred, since the trinity should advance and retreat together.If he stops halfway, what will others think of him, Yunyin Sword Sect?

Especially what would Xuanyuan Xiuzhu think of him, how would he think of Yunyin Sword Sect?

It would be embarrassing enough to be hacked away by Liang Mowen's sword, but if he backed out due to a cowardly battle halfway and offended the Immortal Sect of the Evil Realm, it would really be a waste of money.

So even if he had to bite the bullet, he could only continue to rush forward.

This time, all three of them used their power of immortality to the extreme.The sky and the earth were full of wind and clouds, and even the golden sunset was shrouded in the light of colorful glazed glass, making it dim.

The expressions of the surrounding immortals also changed accordingly.Even though the Supreme Daozong had the upper hand in the first fight, Tang Qianzhi and the others might still be more or less reserved due to their identities. Can you still gain the upper hand, can you retreat completely?
"Brother, stop!" Just as everyone was secretly worried about Lu Qingli, Gu Xinyu and Liang Mowen, Nangong Yuzhan suddenly moved his feet and stood in front of Xuanyuan Xiuzhu.

"Yuzhan, what are you doing?" Xuanyuan Xiuzhu asked displeasedly, keeping her figure still.

He has injected the power of immortality into the long sword unreservedly, and it is like a sword on a string. If others stop suddenly like him, they will definitely hurt the inner meridians, and even be seriously injured. Dao foundation will be destroyed.

Because he practiced the Eight Desolation Daotian, he was able to freely retract and release the power of the immortal essence, so he was not injured, but the sudden retraction of the power of the immortal essence surged in his body, and it was inevitable that the internal organs would shake, and he felt very uncomfortable. His face became blood red.

"Senior Brother Xiuzhu, let's forget about it today and settle the score with her later." Nangong Yuzhan persuaded weakly.

"Forget it? I was beaten like this by her, and you actually told me to forget it?" Xuanyuan Xiuzhu pointed to the raised fingerprints on her face, and said to Nangong Yuzhan angrily.

"At least, the other side of your face is still fine." Nangong Yuzhan was silent for a moment, and said earnestly.

Back then, he was slapped left and right by Lu Qingli, and both sides of his face were slapped into peach blossoms. Xuanyuan Xiuzhu was only slapped on half of his face, and it was too late to stop in time.

Thinking of this, he even envied Xuanyuan Xiuzhu a little bit, at least he had his own advice to tell him, if there was someone next to him to persuade him like this last time, it would be great.

But when he thought about the people in the fairy sect around him, he couldn't envy him anymore, but instead he became grateful: no matter how embarrassing he was, only a dozen people saw it, but Xuanyuan Xiuzhu had thousands of pairs of eyes Witness it with your own eyes.

"This..." Hearing Nangong Yuzhan's kind reassurance, Xuanyuan Xiuzhu's anger dissipated in an instant, and her blood-red face also turned pale.

Yes, although the slap just now was not light, but at least the other side of the face is still good, and half of the face is saved, what will happen if you rush forward again?
Tang Qianzhi and Fang Hongyuan might have retained some strength because of their identities when they shot just now, but he didn't.