My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen was at a loss for words and didn't know how to start a conversation for a while.

But Xiaoyu turned her head and glanced coldly at the Fusang Onmyouji around her.

Xiaoyu's supernatural power just now shocked them all.

Being swept away by Xiaoyu, they all backed away in fright.

"You guys just hurt Nan Chen.

All, must, die..."

When it came to the last few words, Xiaoyu's words became very heavy.

The breath all over his body was extremely cold.

Even Nan Chen couldn't bear the cold air emanating from Xiaoyu's body.

The onmyojis around were so frightened that they couldn't stop swallowing their saliva, terrified and uneasy, they didn't dare to look at her.

However, there are also thorns in the crowd.

An onmyoji whose cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Xuan rank suddenly jumped out.

Pointing at the long knife, he roared:

"Sine, Fusang Onmyoji, you are not something you can defeat.

Let's kill her together..."

This roar made the terrified Fusang Onmyoujis feel as if they had given a tranquilizer.

There are many of them, and there are magic weapons.

Why are you afraid of a female ghost?

"Signe!"

"New expansion!"

"Die, die..."

"..."

All of a sudden, the surrounding onmyojis suddenly ran away, and surrounded and killed Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu didn't take it seriously, she just snorted coldly.

"what!"

A female ghost screamed.

The majestic cold aura is like the sky-high ocean, and like the falling stars.

That berserk aura instantly permeated the entire Baishamen.

At the same time, Xiaoyu did not hesitate.

Turned into a ghost state, a pair of ghost claws shot frequently.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The figure flickered and blood splattered.

Fusang Onmyoujis, don't look at the crowd.

Now there is no resistance.

They kept screaming and wailing, and fell to the ground one after another.

Anyone who is severely injured by Xiaoyu will turn into an ice sculpture and be frozen to death.

A few with higher cultivation bases and quicker reactions.

When the frost spread all over his body, he cut off his arm decisively and saved his life.

Looking at Xiaoyu again, he is the evil ghost of Shura.

No one could stop her, and one onmyoji after another was killed.

In a blink of an eye, they were killed and scattered.

Nan Chen didn't even make a move, and was already shocked.

Xiaoyu was originally an earth-level ghost cultivator.

But I didn't expect Xiaoyu to become so powerful during these days of retreat.

And looking at Xiaoyu, it is obvious that he has evolved to the point of extreme yin ghost cultivation.

Once one reaches this level of ghost cultivation, the yin and cold air will be purified to the extreme.

Breathing out can freeze a person to death.

Compared with the rank strength of living people.

Xiaoyu at this moment is comparable to a strong man in the sixth heaven, or even the seventh heaven.

The Fusang Onmyoji who besieged Nanchen were only at the first level of the earth rank.