After the protagonist retired, the heroine quit

At the same time, what was horrifying was that Tie Yanran's instantaneous explosive power instantly killed several clay dolls whose strength rivaled that of Jindan realm cultivators.

The black mysterious energy that enveloped him was completely dispersed, and the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes:

"The stronger the sense of justice in one's heart, the stronger one's strength will be. This is really an unreasonable skill!"

However, as one of the people who have experienced the direct benefits, he has nothing much to say.

Then he grabbed a few clay dolls from his wide sleeves and threw them out.

The Soul Refining Banner flickered, and several rays of spiritual light appeared. The earth color faded, and several lifelike monks appeared on the field.

These were the last few clay dolls he made. It was not an easy task to mold a clay doll that could withstand the spiritual light of the Soul Refining Banner. Moreover, it was very laborious to mold an embryo that was suitable for the shape of the soul from many souls.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

The middle-aged man who practiced the Qi Control Method had a much clearer understanding of the pros and cons of the method than Tie Yanran, a little kid who had just left the Demon Gathering Island a few months ago.

The dust cleared and Tie Yanran held the knife, gasping for breath. She didn't know if the power that she had just unleashed had any effect or if it had brought them relief. When she saw the middle-aged man throwing out a few more completely different clay dolls, she felt a little comforted.

At the same time, I was also furious. How many people did this guy kill?

The lifeless clay dolls slowly approached Tie Yanran. There were both warriors and magicians among them. It seemed that the middle-aged man did not just throw the dolls at random, but took the team configuration into consideration.

It doesn’t matter... Just cut them all off like last time. No matter how many come, she will kill them all.

His stern gaze fell on the Soul Refining Banner behind him, and he would free as many as he could.

Just when Tie Yanran was full of mysterious energy and ready for battle, suddenly.

A thin silk thread came and entangled a bald warrior in the front. The thread was tightened and penetrated deep into the flesh. A lavender poisonous mist slowly followed the thread and infected the bound bald warrior.

"Don't panic, Tie! I'm here to help you!"

Ziyun pointed with her little hand, and a breeze blew, and the clothes draped over her shoulders fluttered in the wind like a cloak.

Five crystal clear silk threads extended from the tips of her open fingers. At this moment, under the influence of the poison, the silk threads had turned from transparent to purple.

With this, Ziyun closed her five open fingers and twisted her palm, and the silk thread wrapped around the bald warrior suddenly tightened, just like a crocodile biting his body and rolling in death, biting and tearing each other apart.

zizi...

The bald warrior's body was entangled and made crackling sounds. Cracks appeared on his body surface. At the critical moment, he clasped his hands together and silently chanted a Buddhist name.

Teng~

His body shook and golden light shone brightly. The silk threads that Ziyun had wrapped around him were broken one by one. In the blink of an eye, the bald warrior seemed to be covered with a layer of shiny gold paint, shining brightly.

"Ah? My poison didn't work again?!!" Ziyun noticed something and widened her eyes in surprise.

"Idiot, his body is made of clay, it's dead, how can your poison be effective..."

Feng Ling at the side gave a subtle reminder, and then his flying sword flew out and confronted one of the innate sword cultivators in the clay doll.

The sword cultivator had long green hair and a jade-like face that was already cracked with spider-web-like cracks, like broken porcelain. With the slightest movement, a palm-sized piece would fall off, revealing the hollow, dark space inside.

It was the swordsman who appeared at the beginning. It seemed that he had some skills. He dodged Tie Yanran's explosive sword, but his body was also seriously injured.

call out!

"And... and me, the damned evil cultivator, blocking my way..."

The girl in yellow clothes wearing talisman robes took a step forward, and the golden talisman and apricot-yellow flying sword took advantage of the power of Tie Yanran's burst of pure and positive mysterious energy to break free from the middle-aged man's black "balloon".

He also joined the ranks of those attacking the middle-aged man.

"You guys..." Tie Yanran, who was ready for a life-and-death battle, was stunned.

Meow!

When she heard a meowing sound, she lowered her head and saw that it was the sect's Three Flowers Lady, the so-called guardian elder mentioned by Xiao Yu.

"Hey! We are all from the same sect. How can we not help a fellow disciple when he is in trouble? Damn it... I don't believe that a few little clay figures can be more terrifying than Long Wanyan."

Ziyun waved her hands. She had suffered setbacks from Lei Huang and Long Wanyan one after another, and had been filled with anger for a long time. It was a good opportunity to vent it out.

She snapped her fingers, and the joints crackled as they twisted. She looked at the golden-bodied warrior opposite her with her pink eyes, revealing a hint of annoyance. Not eating toxins?

Then I'll switch to corrosive poison and see how you deal with it. You don't have any lightning to disperse the poisonous fog.

Thinking of this, she turned into poisonous mist and rushed forward first.

The flying swords collided, creating dazzling sparks. Feng Ling had just broken through to the Golden Core stage with the help of external forces, and barely became a genius. It was really difficult for him to deal with the blue-clothed swordsman who had survived Tie Yanran's outburst.

But... it was just a struggle. The injuries suffered by the blue-clothed swordsman were much more serious.

She walked to Tie Yanran and said something meaningful:

"It was Ye Ba who asked us to come and rescue you. If you want to thank someone, go thank him later."

In a sense, the current Yueying Sect would have come into being because of Xiao Yu. Due to the cause and effect, if they hadn't come to save Xiao Yu, they wouldn't have come to Tie Yanran, let alone help her.

"Ye Ba..."

Tie Yanran murmured, and beneath the mask, the corners of her tired mouth raised in a smile.

"It seems that what this bastard Xiao Yu did outside the island was not ridiculous at all!"

She raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man again: "Don't even think about escaping this time. I will tie you up and take you to the Demon Suppression Tower, along with that broken banner, to pay the price for those who died in vain. I swear..."

After saying that, she raised the blade and the mysterious energy in her body burst out at a higher speed again, and all her tiredness was swept away.

I have to say that the Zhengqi Jue technique is really idealistic.

With the addition of several people from the Yueying Sect, or perhaps the blessing of so-called friendship, after a while, the clay dolls thrown by the middle-aged man were killed one after another.

The direction of things was predictable, and the middle-aged man had no plans to stay any longer.

It's time to withdraw!

He reached into his sleeve and crushed something, and the next moment, a black, illusory hole like a shadow appeared behind him.

"Goodbye! I'll see you again later..."

The middle-aged man waved at Tie Yanran, who was entangled by the one or two remaining dolls.

"Stop right there!" Tie Yanran was very anxious. She stepped forward, but the distance seemed to be still a little short.

The middle-aged man had a blank expression on his face, and was about to pass through the hole to leave, when the next moment...

A yellow talisman lit up on his shoulder, he felt a pain in his back, resistance surged, and his body was bounced away in an instant.

"What?!" He turned his head suddenly, with a rare look of shock on his face, and saw a vague yellow talisman floating in front of the black illusory cave.

The yellow talisman was ordinary, and seemed to be no different from the talisman that the yellow-clothed girl had sent before.

However, the middle-aged man felt a huge crisis from this and did not move for a while, even after the hole behind the yellow talisman disappeared.

The surface of the yellow talisman was agitated, and ripples appeared. First, a proud weapon emerged, and then a few steps forward, a turbulent woman in green clothes, holding a talisman, quietly came.

The indifferent face appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, and his expression changed, "The talisman string of Qingyun Floating Sect?!"

"Ah! Senior Sister!" Yun Qi, who was behind the person coming, also exclaimed in surprise.

I didn't expect senior sister to come so soon.

The woman in green looked in the direction of the voice, and when she saw that Yunqi was fine, she withdrew her gaze and looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, the talisman in his hand glowing slightly.

next second.

Peng!

Tie Yanran rushed over and hit the middle-aged man in the face with her fist filled with mysterious energy.

It seems unnecessary to put away the lit talisman.

"Senior sister!"

Following Tie Yanran closely, Yun Qi ran over and threw herself directly into Fu Xian's arms. Even though the softness in front of her was suffocating, she was unwilling to let go.

It really is, it’s so scary.

An evil cultivator... She almost became a wronged soul in the Soul Refining Banner. If it weren't for the protection of her senior sister's talisman clothes, she would have died long ago. Even if the masked man came to save her, it was too late.

and so……

Yun Qi looked up at Fu Xian, who was blocked by two mountains and could not see the whole picture, and said softly: "Sister...thank you for Fu Wu..."

Before Yunqi could finish speaking, Fu Xian hugged Yunqi tightly again, and his huge heart directly blocked Yunqi's mouth.

“Wuwuwu…Senior Sister!”

The woman imitated the actions of the characters in the storybooks that her junior sister had read. She pressed the girl's head into her chest and comforted her again in the same way.

So… what was the story that Senior Sister saw? How can you comfort someone in this way? ! !

Under the double moons, the girl cried out in her heart unclearly.

Beside her, Tie Yanran, who had beaten the middle-aged man so hard that his face was bruised and swollen, stopped. It would be too easy for him to let him remain unconscious.

"Haha... your fierce boxing skills remind me of an old friend. Young man, who taught you your martial arts and boxing skills?"

The middle-aged man, who lowered his head and spat out the blood, and whose head was swollen like a pig, smiled cheerfully. He had no sense of being a prisoner at all. Instead, he seemed like a gentle elder and asked about Tie Yanran's family life.

"You have already lost the soul of the Tie family by using an evil weapon like the Soul Refining Banner. Don't talk to me like an elder anymore..."

Tie Yanran wiped the back of her hands, and the pure and upright mysterious energy condensed, creating a set of shackles on the middle-aged man, piercing his scapula to ensure that he would not slip away again. She turned her head away, feeling very disgusted with talking to the middle-aged man.

"Oh! I guess you are like me, afraid of being in the light, right?"

"Shut up! Don't confuse my parents with people like you. They are much greater than you. My martial arts were taught by my father, and my boxing and kicking skills were taught by my mother."

The middle-aged man's provocation was very effective. Even though Tie Yanran saw through it, she refuted it outright. Her parents were not afraid of being in public, so there was nothing wrong with saying it out loud.

She could not tolerate the evil cultivator using the Soul Refining Banner in front of her to defile her parents like this.

Hearing this, the smiling expression on the middle-aged man's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression:

"Your father...your mother? They practice boxing. Is your father called Iron Hero?"

"You...you know them?"

"That seems to be the case. He is the only one who can come up with such a tacky name. No wonder..."

The middle-aged man's body collapsed, as if he had given up something. He raised his lifeless eyes with relief and looked up at the double moons in the sky. As the light shone down on him, the depression between his brows seemed to have eased a lot.

After that, no matter what Tie Yanran asked, the middle-aged man did not answer, as if he had given up and was ready to do whatever he wanted.

She was too lazy to pay attention to this unlucky guy. His first battle after leaving the island was so unlucky.

But...just like what that bastard Xiao Yu said, there are a lot of geniuses out there!

Tie Yanran turned around and looked at Ziyun and the others who were rushing over from behind her. Her charming eyes beneath the mask were shaking like water.

Without their help, she alone would not be able to handle so many clay dolls.

"Wow! Tie, your chest muscles have grown bigger after not seeing you for a few days. So staying up late to exercise is so effective?"

As soon as she came over, Tie Yanran couldn't hold it anymore when Ziyun said the first sentence. She looked down and found that because of the intense movement just now, the bra cloth under her clothes was a little loose. The originally flat clothes were stretched extremely tight and became a lot bigger, and it seemed that she was still barely maintaining it.

"Well……"

Tie Yanran blushed, turned around quickly, faced a deserted place, and tidied herself hastily so that her chest was not exposed.

It's all because of the pill that bastard Xiao Yu gave me...

The fair neck and even the small ears under the mask were tinged with a layer of shy blush.

For the first time, Tie Yanran realized that sometimes having big breasts is not a good thing.

Speaking of which...

"Xiao...Where's Ye Ba? Isn't he with you?"

Tie Yanran glanced around and asked after seeing that only Feng Ling, Ziyun and Sanhua Niangniang were present.

"This..." Ziyun scratched her face and was about to explain how Ye Ba was abducted by Long Wanyan.

A rapid meow sounded behind him.

Ziyun's naked body froze under the clothes she was wearing. As the only one in the room who could hear the voice transmission from the Three Flowers Lady, she immediately exclaimed, "What? Li Yunshang is gone!!!"