Lengao Sword Spirit, Husband, are you good or bad?

Chapter 135
Yun Se rubbed her nose, and in no time the long sword swept towards Hei Yao with a burst of murderous intent.

Black Yao's huge body was extremely flexible, and he quickly dodged Yun Se's sneak attack.

The dark red body covers the top of the head, giving people a kind of psychological pressure.

Yun Se raised her eyebrows, and carried the long sword on her shoulder resolutely: "Come and fight, hide and hide."

"Are you kidding, don't hide from being cut by you."

"Believe in yourself, just in case you dodge it." Yun Se said as she swung her long sword fiercely, jumped up, stepped on the tree trunk and ran sideways upwards.

In an instant, he was already standing on the top of the tree. Hei Yao was about to dodge the last attack, and another attack came immediately!
The attack was very detailed, leaving no room for Black Yao to fight back.

Black Yao will not be blindly confident, what if he hides?
That was an ancient sword, if he hit it, it wouldn't turn into a piece of snake directly.

The sounds of attacks kept ringing out in the woods, lights and shadows kept flickering, clusters of light lit up one after another, and the sound of explosions never stopped.

"Why hide, Xiao Hei hits head-on!" Yunse pointed her toes at the top of the trees and walked quickly on each tree.

In Obsidian's words, Arthur can fly now.

Mo Fei was sitting upright on a tree, her upright posture seemed to be admiring something.

At this moment, a foot suddenly flew towards him, Yun Se stepped on his shoulder lightly, and he was already gone in the next second.

"Excuse me, excuse me..." Yun Se's voice came from ahead.

Mo Fei patted the dirt on his shoulders, looked at the black obsidian in the sky, and was attacked by streaks of crimson spiritual power intensively.

Looking at Yunse again, the past few days have been very good, she has made rapid progress.

Mo Fei was about to say something when he suddenly heard a voice from below.

"This is the Kongfeng Zilin?" Xuanyuan Ling'er looked around indifferently.

"Yeah, it's not easy for me to get a brand that comes here. I only have two days to practice." The man beside her said.

Xuanyuan Ling'er hasn't raised interest yet: "What's so strange here, is it better than our Xuanyuan family's training ground?"

"Of course, Ling'er, this is the empty purple forest, don't underestimate this place!"

Xuanyuan Ling'er called out the double thorns, and the silver light flashed: "Then try it."

"Hey? Ling'er, won't you listen to me talking about Kongfeng Zilin again? Don't be in a hurry to hit me. When you hit me these two days, I can always throw you up."

"Cultivating here can absorb pure spiritual power. Kongfeng Zilin belongs to the Sword Spirit Sect, so one can imagine how pure this spiritual power is!"

"Also...hey? Don't call...listen to me...hey?"

"Kite, stop talking nonsense!" Xuanyuan Ling'er waved her double thorns as she spoke.

Ji Feng watched her rushing up in a hurry, sighed, twisted his hands and directly controlled her arms: "Where am I talking nonsense?"

Xuanyuan Ling'er struggled a little, looked sideways at his teasing gaze, turned her feet up suddenly, and sat directly on his neck.

Ji Feng immediately hugged her legs to prevent her from going down, and whistled: "I want my brother to carry it, it's easy to say."

"Hmph." Xuanyuan Linger twisted his ears hard first.

Ji Feng frame hurriedly broke her hand: "Ancestor! Little ancestor! I want to die!"

Xuanyuan Ling'er took the opportunity to turn over and kicked him on the back, watching him stagger a few steps forward: "Stop messing with the kite, come with me..."

"Touch!" Xuanyuan Ling'er's double thorns in her left hand reacted very quickly to block back, and the weapons collided with each other suddenly, making a loud noise.

After one blow, Xuanyuan Ling'er turned around and backed away again and again, looking at the person in front of her.

It's the person she hates the most.

"Ah, Xiao Ling'er." Yun Se greeted with a smile and waved her hand.

Xuanyuan Ling'er glanced at her coldly, then looked at the black long sword in her hand.

This sword...

"You have formed a contract." Xuanyuan Ling'er asked.

Yun Se smiled and shook her head: "No, how can you still fight with Xiao Ling'er after forming a contract? Isn't that bullying Xiao Ling'er?"

In the Sword Spirit Contest in the Beiling Kingdom, they were planning to compete with Xiao Ling'er, but they didn't expect that something happened to Xuanyuan's family.

Xuanyuan Ling'er was not able to participate in the competition, and there was always a competition between them.

Yun Se looked at her double thorns glowing with silver light: "That's right, your thorns are from wood spirits. Although they are not from ancient times, wood spirits are not bad."

If someone else said this, there would be a bit of envy and comfort.

But Yunse, a person holding an ancient sword spirit is here to say...

Xuanyuan Ling'er frowned, and started directly without saying hello.

Of course, Ji Feng's frame was not in the way, and he stood aside with a smile: "Compete with the seventh lady of the Yun family, and it's normal to lose."

Just at the beginning, Xuanyuan Ling'er heard such words, and her whole state was different.

The speed of the hand is faster, the double thorns are swung more fiercely, and the moves are murderous.

"Sure enough, Xiao Ling'er needs stimulation." Yun Se smiled arrogantly, "It's just a pity, no matter how stimulated you are, you still can't beat me."

Yun Se resisted her double thorns, and seeing her right hand was about to come up again, Yun Se's sword turned and directly blocked the double thorns, making her unable to continue or withdraw.

Mo Feijian has a strong sense of oppression, and the sword of the ancient sword spirit will give ordinary weapons a strong pressure.

Xuanyuan Linger suddenly withdrew her original resisting power, trying to confuse Yun Se, and was about to make her rush to her side, but unexpectedly, Yun Se also withdrew her power at the same time.

The two retreated at the same time, taking a few steps back.

Ji Feng clapped at the side: "Awesome."

Yun Se didn't have time to see who it was, her hands quickly formed seals, and an ice formation suddenly appeared at Xuanyuan Ling'er's feet. Before she could react, her feet were frozen.

"Not bad." Ji Feng framed and walked to them, "This spiritual power formation is really good."

"Little ancestor, you have to learn more now, you are only focused on rushing forward, how many opportunities do you have to give her a battle, spiritual power! Are you fighting swordsmanship here?"

After hearing this, the trapped Xuanyuan Ling'er slashed fiercely, and a hole suddenly appeared in the middle of the ice formation.

Yun Se frowned slightly: "Ling'er is really amazing."

Even if these words came from the heart, it would still be a joke to Xuanyuan Ling'er!
Several people used dozens of moves of swords, lights and swords, but fortunately, it was not a swordsmanship competition, and all kinds of spiritual powers were swung out.

"Is Arthur open-minded?" Hei Yao said beside Mo Fei.

Mo Fei looked at Xuanyuan Ling'er: "Acquaintance?"

"I don't know him, but it looks like he does. Arthur wouldn't smile like this at a stranger." Obsidian was still clear about this.

Mo Fei nodded, and Hei Yao asked, "What? Do you think Arthur will lose?"

"Yunse will not lose."

It was obviously a very normal sentence, but when it came out of Mo Fei's mouth, there was a different flavor.

"Hey! What's that up there?" Ji Feng grabbed Xuanyuan's Ling'er by the shoulder, and directly pulled her out of the attack.

Just as Xuanyuan Ling'er was about to resist, Ji Feng lifted her chin up, and pointed to Hei Yao in the sky: "Big snake, look."

"What? You want to go up the kite too?" Xuanyuan Ling'er stared at him coldly.

"Whose spirit is that?" Ji Feng looked at Yun Se framedly, "Little sister, yours?"

Yun Se held the long sword on her shoulder, and looked at Ji Feng frame proudly, where did this person come from, there is such a happy person beside Xuanyuan Ling'er?
"Do you have a spiritual object?" Xuanyuan Ling'er's cold eyes rarely showed a crack, "What kind of spiritual object is that?!"

In such a short time, Yunse can still find a spiritual object?It seems that the spirit thing is extraordinary, and there is Mo Fei in charge, it is impossible for Yun Se to find a garbage spirit thing...

"Don't you know?" Yun Se looked at the dark red Obsidian, "Go back and look through the book."

"It stands to reason that this kind of giant snake looks very powerful, so it should be a blood snake." Ji Feng framed his chin, "But it seems different."

Yun Se raised her brows slightly, but she did not expect that this man had such vicious eyes.

"Linger, who is this?" Yunse asked.

Xuanyuan Ling'er glanced at her, and started to move again without saying a word, the double thorns danced quickly, leaving streaks of silver light in the air.

Yun Se swung her long sword fiercely, and the sword body shook the double thorns on her left, then turned to the right, and began to entangle with her.

Although Xuanyuan Ling'er is not as good as Yunse, she is tenacious enough, the more frustrated she becomes, the more courageous she becomes, and the more she is suppressed, the more she has the strength to stand up!
She waved her left hand to the side, and the double thorns that flew out quickly landed in her hand.

Seeing that Yunse's attack is coming again.

She hooked upwards with the double thorns, turned over neatly, her legs were wrapped around the tree, and the branch touched by the double thorns fell directly.

Yun Se just walked to that position, an ice formation suddenly flashed above his head, and the branches stopped instantly!
"Little ancestor, this is what you should learn." Ji Feng frame said again.

In fact, Xuanyuan Linger's spiritual power is very strong, but she doesn't use it well. Every time she uses her spiritual power on weapons, it is only suitable for close combat. If she is a little farther away, she can only catch up.

Obviously formation is also a good choice, but Ling'er can't integrate it into actual combat.

"Little sister Yunse, can you demonstrate a few more formations for my little ancestor?" Ji Feng shouted unkindly.

It was only then that Yunse realized that this person was really thick-skinned: "Demonstrate if you say so?"

"Oh, everyone is the same age, learn from each other, don't be so stingy, give my little ancestor a few she can't do."

Ji Feng is still struggling, it is not easy for him to get the pass to come to Kongfeng Zilin, originally he wanted to teach Linger by himself, but he did not expect such a good opponent here.

And it can inspire Ling'er's fighting spirit, very good!

"Ling'er, I have been here for more than half a month, and my spiritual power has improved a lot. You are really no match for me." Yunse said with a smile.

Xuanyuan Ling'er's face became even uglier, only to hear Yunse continue to say: "Ah... although you were no match for me before."

"Have you recovered your spiritual power?" Xuanyuan Ling'er paused for work, her eyes were surprised.

The reason why Yunse became a waste in the Beiling Kingdom is because she has no spiritual power, although she has achieved good results in the Sword Spirit Competition in Beiling.

But she won by relying on martial arts, she was so powerful only by relying on martial arts, and now that she has recovered her spiritual power, she is even more difficult to deal with.

Yun Se was about to step forward when she saw Xuanyuan Linger turn around.

"Xiao Ling'er, why don't you hit me?" Yunse asked, but her smile said everything.

"You didn't use all your strength." Xuanyuan Ling'er said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)