Junior sister is difficult to raise

Chapter 107 Half-faced Man

The half-faced man was holding a flashing Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand, and he was wearing a large black robe, which completely covered his entire body, except for one hand and half of his face on the right.

It wasn't because the clothes covered only half of his face, but because this person really only had half of his face, or even half of his body.Half of the face was as white as a jade carving, but it was as beautiful as it was beautiful, but it didn't look warm at all, it was gloomy and cold, which made people feel chills when they saw it.

It turned out to be the case.

After Feng Guiyu was surprised, she understood.She released several big moves, thinking that it should be able to seriously injure him, but the effect was not satisfactory. It turned out that it was because he only had half of his body.

Wan Qingliang's eyes were extremely sharp, and the moment she saw the half-faced man from a distance, her expression changed drastically, and she couldn't help shouting: "Come back quickly, don't love to fight!"

Because of panic, Wan Qingliang's small face became paler, her hands formed a series of difficult and obscure inga on her chest, and bright manjusawa bloomed at her fingertips...

Little Guyue has turned into a ostrich, and there is no emotion on the bird's face. Hearing such an anxious call from his master, he naturally dare not neglect, but countless raging thunder and lightning formed a huge cage around them.Every bolt of lightning carries the aura of destroying heaven and earth.

damn it!Little Guyue cursed in her heart, she has already transformed into her strongest form, but this half-faced person is still able to handle it with ease...

Feng Guiyu's eyes gradually became dignified, and the Lingtai gradually became clear: this half-faced man is a master who is infinitely close to the stage of divine transformation, but unfortunately he can't practice properly and has never been able to advance to the stage of divine transformation.

The half-faced man's only remaining eyes fell on little Guyue, and there was an undisguised greed in them.

He was in the secret realm of heaven and man thousands of years ago, but he was still unable to be promoted, so he began to walk on the five wastelands, looking for opportunities to be promoted.

It was probably because his obsession was too strong, which gave birth to inner demons. Not only did he fail to advance, but he was almost chopped into a handful of coke by the catastrophe. The spiritual power he cultivated so hard was wasted. In desperation, he made an exchange with the nightmare——

He gave up half of his body in exchange for the recovery of his strength.However, after practicing for thousands of years, it is difficult to make progress, but he also gradually understands that he has not been able to advance because the aura of the five elements is not perfect. Now Xiaoguyue and the others broke in here, and Xiaoguyue happened to be the sword spirit with the perfect five elements , where would he let Xiao Guyue go?

As long as he refines Xiao Guyue and captures her five emperors' aura, he will be able to advance to the next level and reshape his golden body, so he doesn't have to drag this broken half of his body to linger...

In the Thundercage, the feathers all over Little Guyue's body exploded slightly, as if she was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

Feng Guiyu's eyes were red, but extremely cold.

It turns out that the target of the half-faced man is the sword spirit, Little Guyue!
Forget it, she can be regarded as Wan Qingliang's favor!

Feng Guiyu's mouth curled into an unpredictable smile: "Guyue, let's break out together!"

Little Guyue's phoenix eyes glanced at the Thunder and Lightning Cage, and there was a faint smile in her coral red eyes. With a flash of colored light, she re-appeared as a four or five-year-old girl carved in pink and jade, holding a handful of The pitch-black long sword, who was taller than her, smiled proudly: "Do you think this thing that is neither human nor ghost can really refine me? My original destiny is called Pitian."

Feng Guiyu knew that Xiao Guyue had an extraordinary background, and also knew that the sword spirit would not cooperate with anyone other than its master. One of the reasons why the two of them were at a great disadvantage was that they said they were joining forces, but in fact they were fighting on their own. , there is no real sense of cooperation at all...

Xiao Guyue's reaction was also within Feng Guiyu's expectation.

Little Guyue is a sword spirit, she doesn't need to be too serious with a child's sword spirit, since she refuses to cooperate with her, then she should cooperate with her well!
Circles of colorful light burst out from Xiao Guyue's body, and her figure quickly grew taller. Almost in the blink of an eye, she grew into a slender figure like a lonely moon in the sky, with colorful clothes dangling, blue hair like waterfalls, and a perfect red face. A few words uttered from his lips, cold and majestic: "The long sword breaks the sky, shakes the universe, the stars are eternal, and I am the only one."

As soon as the voice fell, the body of the Pitian sword seemed to have melted into nothingness, as if it had melted into the void, and it seemed that the power of the world and the wild had been concentrated on the sword.

This is the real destruction of heaven and earth!

Under such a sword glow, even the half-faced man could feel a breath of death. Under such a prehistoric coercion, it was almost as if his soul was frozen, and he couldn't even think of resistance.

The Thunder and Lightning Cage shattered in the shadow of the Heavenly Sword, and the half-faced man was also annihilated in ashes in the shadow of the sword, and a few faint black air scattered and escaped...

Little Guyue didn't feel any better, after unleashing a sword, she couldn't hold Pitian anymore, and her figure quickly blurred, became transparent, and disappeared.

At the same time, Feng Guiyu changed the seal in his hand, and softly drank: "The flame lotus of death!" The fiery red lotus fire opened up for the first time...

The black air that had no time to escape was instantly purified by the red lotus fire.

The situation was ups and downs, and the situation was reversed in the blink of an eye, but Wan Qingliang felt a chill in her heart, staring straight at the battlefield in the sky...

Feng Guiyu caught Pitian, and in a flash, she appeared beside Wan Qingliang and handed Pitian to her.

Wan Qingliang shook her hand slightly, touching the dark and cold blade of Pitian, her face became even whiter!
She...she couldn't sense the breath of little Guyue!
The child born of her blood was gone!The child who liked to act coquettishly on her body was gone!
Feng Guiyu looked at Wanqing's stunned look, suddenly a little confused, but in the end she couldn't bear it: "Pitian is not broken, and little Guyue is still alive. Such a powerful sword spirit is not so easy to die, but she is too weak now. , you are not strong enough, so you can’t sense it.”

As if a dying person had seen a glimmer of hope, Wan Qingliang's eyes lit up, but she still didn't quite believe it, and she didn't know what she was afraid of. She looked at Zhongli Wulei, as if she wanted Zhongli Wulei to tell the result.

Zhongli Wulei nodded: "Young Palace Master, we can put Pitian in the spirit veins to warm up, and it won't take long for little lonely moon to wake up."

Wan Qingliang still believes in Zhongli Wulei a little more, hearing what Zhongli Wulei said, she finally felt a little relieved.

Little Guyue just fell into a deep sleep, and did not disappear. Wan Qingliang's sense of running away from home gradually returned, her pair of pure black eyes became darker and darker, like a bottomless deep pool.

"Feng Guiyu, do you still have the strength to protect your people?" Wan Qing asked coolly, without a trace of emotion.

Feng Guiyu nodded, as if she knew what forbidden technique Wan Qingliang was going to use, she bent her fingers to protect the Yan people beside the stone platform in the barrier.

"Zhongli, protect yourself." Wan Qingliang turned her head and said indifferently, but facing Zhongli without tears, Wan Qingliang was a little gentler.

"Young Palace Master, don't worry." Zhong Li Wulei took a deep breath, and still stood by Wan Qingliang's side, never leaving her.

Wan Qingliang regenerated the interrupted Inga, and blossoms of manjusawa bloomed at her fingertips, one by two, thousands of flowers, spreading around silently.

Wan Qingliang's eyes sharpened slightly, and her cold voice seemed to come from Jiu Ming: "Three thousand flower kills!"

(End of this chapter)