Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 314: No matter how powerful he is, what does it have to do with you?
A half-moon hangs high in the sky, and the night wind is strong on the island.

The slender girl's black dress fluttered in the wind, and her long black hair flowed like a waterfall.

Her eyes swept over all the people around her calmly. Even though she was surrounded by five people, there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, she emitted a rebellious light.

"You didn't tear up the invitation?"

The cultivator who was facing the young man had a feminine face and it seemed difficult to tell whether he was a male or a female, but his manners were quite elegant. He held a sword with one hand behind his back and the other hand across his abdomen. He was wearing a seven-star Taoist robe and looked very noble.

"Why tear it?"

The girl in the black dress asked back in a cold voice, her voice like a cold spring flowing down from a high mountain.

"It's already a rare achievement that you managed to freeze us for this moment, but you didn't do that to tear up the letter and escape, but just to crush a bone?"

One of the five people looked at the bone powder in the black-dressed girl's hand that was drifting away with the wind, feeling puzzled.

"The demon race is full of tricks, could it be some secret method?"

A graceful and beautiful female cultivator glanced at the beautiful face of the girl in the black skirt, as if showing contempt, and whispered a reminder to the feminine male cultivator beside her.

A tall male cultivator beside him was grinding the bone powder in his hand and said, "It's just ordinary bones, there's nothing mysterious about it. Even if there is a secret method, she is only in the lower level of Condensation Water, and she can't escape even if she has wings."

"Why are you so sure that I will escape? Just because it's five against one?" The girl in the black dress glanced at everyone with disdain.

"I don't want to use my numbers to bully the few, but you are a demon, and there is no need to follow human etiquette when dealing with demons." The feminine male cultivator spoke in a sharp voice, but his eyes were unusually serious. "If I'm not mistaken, you crushed the bones of the giant sea ginseng."

"Should I say you are worthy of being a disciple of Qiming Sect of Nanyang Continent? You have quite some knowledge." The girl in the black skirt sneered.

The status of the Qiming Sect in Nanyang Continent is the same as that of the Xuanxiao Sect in Zhongyuan Continent. Under the premise of the bitter cold in Beiao Continent and the barrenness in Xihuang Continent, these two sects born in rich lands are the most powerful sects in the world.

"Brother Mingdao, what is the giant sea ginseng?" the beautiful female cultivator asked curiously.

"It is a very magical beast, but it has long been extinct. It is said that it has more than 10,000 bones in its body, and each bone is connected. If one bone is destroyed, the remaining bones will make a mournful cry. Such a rule does not require any mysterious energy or formation, so it is a communication tool that will never fail."

The feminine man called Ming Dao patiently explained to the woman beside him. Upon hearing this, the woman glared at the girl in the black skirt fiercely and said anxiously, "The demon tribe is really insidious! Senior Brother Ming Dao, why don't we kill her quickly!"

The other three male cultivators also agreed and made gestures to take action.

There are many restrictions on Tianxing Island. Before entering, it was stated that means of communication such as voice transmission are invalid on the island, but no one expected that the demon tribe actually has such treasures.

With this thing, wouldn't it be possible to ensure that the demon race can gather into an effective force earlier than the human race?

"No hurry." Ming Dao stopped the three people who were about to rush forward.

He just swung his sword in the air, and the tall male cultivator suddenly felt a chill in his calf. It turned out that his trouser leg was cut open, letting in the cold wind.

The male cultivator was stunned and was about to ask a question when he saw a small white snake on the ground break into two pieces and then disappear like smoke.

"you wanna die!"

The tall male cultivator was furious and wished he could cut the girl in the black dress into pieces, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the other three people also hurriedly checked their feet. They didn't expect that this evil woman could play dirty tricks in front of four people in the lower water realm and one person in the perfect water realm, and she almost succeeded.

Ming Dao raised his head and looked down at the girl in the black skirt. "It seems that you, the demon race, really spared no expense for the inheritance. Such a precious treasure should have been used on the battlefield like you used to plot against my human cultivators before, but you gave it to you juniors."

"Isn't this a battlefield?" the girl in the black dress asked frivolously.

"No." Ming Dao shook his head, "This is a slaughterhouse."

He raised his sword, and the blade shone with precious light, gleaming like silver under the moonlight:

"When your demon reinforcements arrive, I will send you to death together."

The girl in the black skirt also restrained her rebellious look, because she knew that among the five people surrounding her, only this sissy was a difficult one:
"I just ask you one question."

"Ask." Mingdao's seven-star Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and the seven stars on his chest glowed faintly.

"Is there a reason why you have such a strong hatred towards the demon race?"

Ming Dao was slightly stunned, then he lowered his sword:
"Have."

When the girl in the black dress heard this, the corners of her lips curled up ostentatiously, as if the last restriction had been lifted.

Her attitude towards the human race is far less hostile than that of other demon races. If there is any room for maneuver, she is unwilling to completely break off relations with the human race.

But since the other party hates the entire demon race for some reason, that is an irreconcilable contradiction, and she will not simply compromise.

Under the cover of night, the offensive of the five people brought up gusts of strong wind, and the mysterious Qi shining with colorful light suddenly appeared in the woods, like a group of hunters hunting prey trapped in an encirclement.

"over there!"

Ao Yu shouted anxiously.

Ao Yunlie stood on a branch, looking at the sudden light not far away with a solemn expression.

He is a man who has experienced many battles, and he can feel the difficulty of both sides on the battlefield through the aftermath of the battle.

"This group of human cultivators are besieging a demon cultivator!"

The simple-minded Ao Yu also immediately analyzed the situation, gritted his teeth in anger, and prepared to rush forward to save people.

"Don't move!"

Ao Yunlie grabbed his cousin's shoulder. He looked at the sharp sword energy in the light and shadow, as if he saw a torrential rain.

He recognized this sword!

"Brother, help him!" Ao Yu was extremely anxious.

"That person is Ming Dao of the Qiming Sect, the only beloved disciple of Venerable Tingyu. He is known as the Little Sword Immortal in Nanyang Continent, and has reached the state of perfect water condensation."

"Is it that sissy?" Ao Yu had obviously heard of this man's name, "Brother, you are not scared, are you?"

"I'm not afraid of him. I'm just afraid that you and Miss He won't be able to defeat his four companions. They are all in the upper stage of Condensed Water with a solid foundation and are not easy to deal with."

Ao Yunlie stared at the battlefield with a serious expression.

Being afraid or not is one thing, but whether or not you can win is another. This is bound to be a fierce battle. In such a situation where there are wolves all around, whether it is worth it to fall into trouble to save a compatriot is a question he must think about.

"What should we do? Just watch him die without helping?" Ao Yu was also helpless.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the battlefield, and leaves and rocks flew into the sky, as if the battle had reached its climax.

"This young lady is so good at fighting even though she is at the underwater realm. She is definitely a talent. Young Master Ao should save her." Miss He also frowned and looked worried.

Ao Yunlie looked far into the forest, "There are other monsters coming, they are probably waiting for an opportunity, let's unite with them and attack together!" You Su arrived late at this time. He stood on a tree branch and looked at the battlefield with a frown. The dazzling lights made it difficult for him to see the battle situation clearly.

This battle should have nothing to do with him, but for some reason, he always had a sense of foreboding.

"Brother You, please wait here. These five people are trying to kill my demon clan, and I have to save them. Please don't do it, brother You. I can assure you that I will not kill them, just to save them."

Although Ao Yunlie only had a glimpse of You Su's fighting ability, it was enough for him to remember it in his heart. If You Su also joined the battle, it would definitely be an uncontrollable factor. He also didn't want to fight You Su with swords just after meeting him.

"Hmm..." You Su responded casually.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something, and his whole body rushed towards the battlefield like a black panther, and the big tree under his feet was actually broken in half by his kick!
Ao Yu was stunned, "Brother, what is he doing?"

"Chase!"

Ao Yunlie was also confused and could only catch up quickly.

Looking at the battlefield again, the other four people withdrew together and stood around. Although they did not take action, the encirclement remained.

Ming Dao half-bent his body, holding his sword under his chest, a powerful aura hidden in his thin body. Although it was clearly a hot southern island, a drop of water condensed on the tip of his sword, hanging on the tip without falling.

"You are very capable." Ming Dao gave him a high evaluation. "I didn't want to do it myself, but now I can't watch you get out alive. If you still have the means, you can tear up the letter and leave the island."

"Don't be so hypocritical. You're making it sound like I'm afraid of your sword."

The girl in the black dress was no longer as calm and composed as before. There were many scratches on her black dress, her hair was messy, and there was some dust on her beautiful face, but her tone was still arrogant.

"Don't be so quick with your words!"

The beautiful female cultivator felt that the girl was just being stubborn. If it wasn't for Senior Brother Ming who asked them to step aside and deal with the monster himself, she would definitely slap the face of this evil woman who brought disaster to the country and the people with her own hands!

"Four people in the upper stage of Condensation Water and one person in the perfect stage of Condensation Water cannot subdue one person in the lower stage of Condensation Water. Can you say that you are powerful?"

The girl in the black dress retorted, totally unafraid of the fatal blow that Ming Dao was preparing.

When the beautiful female cultivator heard this, she felt like something was stuck in her throat and didn't know how to explain it.

This was admittedly because the five of them were not familiar with each other and lacked coordination, which often resulted in them hindering their own people, but she had to admit that this witch's manipulation of magic was extremely smooth, and she mastered a lot of strange and bizarre magic, so she could barely delay.

But now it’s different. Senior Brother Mingdao had been holding back before, so he doesn’t have to worry about them now. He will be able to kill this monster easily.

"Brother Ming is the only beloved disciple of Master Tingyu. When he reached the state of perfect water condensation, he realized the half-step sword intent and is known as the Little Sword Immortal Ming. No matter how cunning you are, you are no match for the Tingyu Sword!"

She introduced it with great pride, as if she was the one who knew how to use the sword.

Unexpectedly, these words did not scare the girl in the black skirt, but made her laugh:

"I thought I had realized the sword intent, but who knew I was only halfway to the sword intent at such an old age. Don't embarrass yourself by showing off halfway to the sword intent."

"You, you know nothing!"

Seeing that Senior Brother Ming, whom she had finally attached herself to, was being slandered, the female cultivator naturally defended herself earnestly, "Anyone under fifty who can have a half-step sword intent is already a genius among geniuses. If you don't understand, don't bark!"

"Tsk." The girl in the black dress sneered at the female cultivator's flattery, "Then let me ask you, how can someone who has realized the complete sword meaning at the age of eighteen be considered a genius?"

The female cultivator was about to say that this witch had no common sense when she heard this, but she seemed to remember that there was such a person in the rumors, so she could only curl her lips and say:
"So what if he's a genius? What does it have to do with you? You can't beat Brother Ming anyway, right?"

Her words seemed to have hit the girl's sore spot, and she remained silent.

Does it matter...

The beautiful lady raised the corners of her lips, thinking she had won the argument, but the girl suddenly smiled:
"You are wrong. I said this to tell you that I have fought against geniuses like that before, and I am not inferior to a half-baked man like you, Senior Brother Ming."

The girl in the black dress opened her hands, and under her tender palms, the mysterious Qi turned into something tangible, like wisps of smoke, which made people think of willow trees brushed by the spring breeze, but every willow branch was a tiny white snake!

There was a hint of surprise in Ming Dao's eyes. He had already thought highly of this demon girl, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated her.

He couldn't help but imagine who would win and who would lose if the two were in the same realm?
But the question was meaningless, because he would win, and she would not live to see the day when the water was perfected.

The water droplets on the tip of the sword fell to the ground, like the first drop of rain falling from the sky, followed by endless and dense raindrops.

It’s just that every drop of rain is like a flash of cold light on the sword!

"It's over!" Ao Yu rushed to the middle of the way, was horrified when he saw this, and hurriedly urged, "We can't enter this sword formation! Why is You Su rushing in like crazy!"

Ao Yunlie's expression was extremely solemn, but he could feel that You Su's murderous aura was even stronger than when he just dealt with the two outsiders. He suddenly had a bold guess:

"He wants to kill someone!"

"He wants to kill monsters too?!" Ao Yu was shocked. "Damn it, I told you earlier that humans are no good!"

Ao Yunlie simply stopped and slapped his brother on the back of the head:

"I said he was going to kill someone! Help!"

Ao Yunlie took a horse stance, his burly figure was like a small mountain, his golden hair danced wildly, the bulging blue veins on his neck spread to his cheeks, and the violent mysterious energy was brewing in his bulging cheeks.

"kill?"

Ao Yu was still a little confused, but the next moment, all his attention was attracted by the changes on the battlefield.

In the violent storm, a flash of dark lightning seemed to split the rain curtain.

Then a violent aftershock was emitted, and all the leaves within a few dozen meters around rustled and fell to the ground. Ao Yu also touched his face, and felt the pain from the sword energy scratching his face.

Ming Dao rested his sword on the ground to steady his body. He looked at the shaking Tingyu Sword and a trace of horror flashed through his heart.

It was obvious that the rain of swords was about to cut the snake demon's body into pieces, but at this critical moment, some blind person rushed in and caught the rain of swords for her!
In order to let me inherit the legacy, my master even gave me his Tingyu Sword, which was a half-step immortal sword. But this sword was actually shaking at this moment!

"Did you hit the wrong person, fellow Daoist?"

Ming Dao didn't recognize this guy with the strange magic weapon on his eyes. He stood up, his tone a little angry.

Ji Xueruo's pupils had turned vertical at this time. She looked at the boy's clothes that were left with countless sword marks by the rain of swords. She was stunned for a long time, and then her pupils returned to normal.

She clearly didn't see his face, but just by looking at the back of the figure standing in front of her, she immediately recognized who he was.

Even though... they haven't seen each other for two hundred and two days.

"No, I hit you."

The young man swung his sword with force like thunder.

(End of this chapter)