Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

Shu He's fist hit the tortoise shell one after another, seemingly tireless.

Gui Yunyun frowned, there was already a crack on the tortoise shell, she poured spiritual power into the tortoise shell to protect it from cracking.

It's just that, after all, it won't last long.

Whoosh!
An ice arrow came through the air and passed through Shu He's fist.

Press down with the hand of the talisman, and several ice arrows shoot out in unison.

Shu He stacked his feet, and a spiritual barrier appeared on his body, isolating the ice arrows.

"If things go on like this, Gui Yunyun won't be saved." Zhao Zhiying said worriedly.

Fu Zhu's expression became serious, and if he wanted to seriously injure Shu He, he had to break his defense first.After the formation was undone by Gui Yunyun, his spiritual power seemed to be a lot weaker. If she used all her strength to strike with her sword, she might be able to split it.

Fu Zhu turned to Zhao Zhiying and said, "I'll split his defense, and you attack his back."

"it is good!"

After getting Zhao Zhiying's response, Fu Zhu rushed out quickly, bounced up three feet away from Shu He, and slashed down with a sword, like a broken bamboo.

click-

A slight sound came from the barrier, and Fu Zhu looked happy, it worked!

Fuzhu held the sword with both hands, and continued to press down, trying to make the barrier crack bigger, so that Zhao Zhiying's spear could penetrate smoothly.

"But chop off a little fur, what's there to be happy about..."

A long spear penetrated Shu He's back, and he could see the silver tip of the spear as long as he lowered his head.

"This...how is it possible?" Shu He suddenly retracted his fist, and touched the tip of the gun on his chest in disbelief.

Zhao Zhiying suddenly drew back the spear, leaving a bloody hole in Shu He's chest.

This injury is not fatal, but for Shu He, it is difficult to accept.

He is already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, how could he be injured like this by two golden elixirs!
The spiritual energy in Shu He's body was violent, Zhao Zhiying pulled the talisman and hurriedly retreated to the side, and Gui Yunyun's figure flashed, and she also landed beside the two of them.

"It's the backlash from the formation," Gui Yunyun said.

The talisman suddenly moved, and he raised his sword and rushed out.

"Huh? Fuzhu girl..." Zhao Zhiying only saw a smear of pink and willow green afterimages.

Black flames glowed from Shuhe's body, a bit like the man in black robe she saw in the blood mist, but slightly different.

These black flames were more like human hands, holding on to Shu He and refusing to let go.

Fu Zhu's figure flashed in front of him, and Shu He didn't seem to notice it, and his whole person fell into a state of bewilderment.

This is better.

The talisman curled his lips slightly, aimed at Shuhe's dantian, and pierced it with a sword.

The extreme cold air startled the black flames, and then poured into the Shuhe dantian along the blade.

"what!"

The Nascent Soul in his body was grasped tightly by his hands, and the flames burned again, and Shu He let out a shrill scream.

Fu Zhu withdrew his sword and stabbed another seventeen or eight holes in his body. The black flames excitedly got in, burning his organs.

"The blood of this kind of person is actually red."

Fuzhu lowered her eyes, made a trick, and washed away the blood on the sword with disgust.

"Miss Fu Zhu, it was too dangerous just now, why did you rush out all of a sudden." Zhao Zhiying glanced at Shu He, "He must be dead, right?"

Jin Shuangshuang rushed over, pulled Zhao Zhiying to look up and down, "Uncle Zhao, fortunately you are fine!"

Xu Shi couldn't understand his hatred, so Jin Shuangshuang raised his sword and stabbed Shu He with a few more swords.

Fu Zhu was also surrounded by a group of people, chattering, and she didn't even hear what Zhao Zhiying just said.

Wu Sheng's hands were hidden in his sleeves, and the bright yellow talisman paper was already wrinkled by him.

Hiji flew up, soaked a small piece of cloth from unknown where in his hand, and used it to wipe the dried blood on the corner of his mouth for the talisman.

The talisman can actually wash away the filth all over the body with a single cleansing technique, so it is better to put it on the face and let Riji wipe the corners of his mouth.

"Okay!" Hiji threw it away, and the black cloth fluttered to the ground.

Wu Sheng looked at the missing corner of his cuff and didn't say anything.

Fu Zhu smiled and thanked Riji, and was about to say goodbye and change her clothes.The ground shook violently, and rocks burst out.

"what happened?"

"It can't be that this evil cultivator is still alive?" Several people pointed their swords at Shu He's body, quite cautiously.

Fu Zhu looked up at the place where the rocks rolled down, as if something was about to come out.

It's sword intent!
A beam of light lit up and illuminated everyone.

Chen Hongjin was taken aback, feeling an invisible force enveloping her, she quickly sat down cross-legged, and entered into meditation.

"Why did Senior Sister Chen realize it again?" the disciple of Jianzong couldn't help being speechless.

This comprehension is too good!

Fu Zhu was keenly aware that there was a very shallow sword intent around everyone. It seemed that this sword intent was not inherited by a single person, but that everyone could comprehend it.

"You guys should also sit down and comprehend this sword intention. As many as you can comprehend." Fu Zhu said to a few Sword Sect disciples who were still watching the show.

The opportunity is right in front of me, but I don’t know how to seize it.

Didn’t you see that even the people from the Star Sword Sect and the Taixuan Sword Sect started?
"Miss Fu Zhu, don't worry and understand the sword's meaning. I will protect you." Zhao Zhiying said.

Gui Yunyun walked to the side and sat down, saying, "I will also protect you... for you."

The three of them had a fortune-telling friendship, Fu Zhu didn't thank him much, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to comprehend the sword intent.

This should be the sword intent that Zi Lao said, but he didn't say it, there is still an evil cultivator hidden in it.

Next time you see him, be sure to talk to him well.

As soon as Fu Zhu sat down, he felt a rustling sound.

Yue Su and Mi Yu moved their positions and surrounded her, one on the left and one on the right, like two guardians.

Mi Yu stretched out an index finger and put it on his mouth, signaling Yuesu not to twist it any more, and made a sound to influence the talisman to comprehend the meaning of the sword.

Yue Su blinked and replied to Mi Yu.

I just found a more comfortable position to sit on, and then I absolutely did not move.

Mi Yu had already closed her eyes and did not see Yue Su's movements.There is nothing in his heart, only the floating sword intent.

Seeing that Mi Yu has entered the state, the people around, except those who are not sword cultivators, are also comprehending the sword intent with their eyes closed, especially Jin Shuangshuang, who has entered a mysterious state, and Yue Su is competitive. Aroused, finally quieted down.

The talisman did not completely isolate the sound of the outside world.

She heard the soft sound of the wind, rustling through the dense leaves.

This place is occupied by Shuhe, and the dumb birds are now singing happily again.

Her hearing got farther and farther away, and she drifted to Fujia Village at the foot of the mountain, where a flame lit up and the bamboo crackled and ignited.

The barking of dogs and the crowing of chickens are mixed with human voices.

Gradually, these voices fell silent again.

call!
The sword wind swept across.

The world in front of the talisman expanded.

She opened her eyes, and everyone was still in meditation.

Fuzhu got up from the ground and made a trick. The clothes on her body were completely new, but they were still pink and willow green.

She moved very lightly, avoiding Yue Su and Mi Yu who were still comprehending the meaning of the sword, walked towards Zhao Zhiying at a cat's pace, and asked in a low voice, "How long have I just been in meditation?"

Zhao Zhiying pointed to a stick of incense on the ground, also lowered her voice, and said, "It's less than half a stick of incense."

Is it only half a stick of incense?
She felt like a long time had passed.