Absolutely serious Xingtie, I awakened the other world system?

Although Fu Xuan's voice was childish, his tone was extremely serious.

"Just now, I have observed her sword moves to kill the demonic soldiers, and I can barely decompose her 'Flawless Flying Light' into hexagrams. Remember, you only have seven chances to 'avoid disaster'. After seven times, you can only rely on yourself."

After hearing this, Bai Qiong felt the pressure doubled, and couldn't help but grumble in a low voice: "So it's mainly up to me to get beaten, right?"

Fu Xuan glared at him and said, "Do you know how much computing power my third eye consumes to dodge her sword move? It hurts when I use the Dharma Eye!"

Bai Qiong nodded to show his understanding.

Being able to dodge "Seamless Flying Light" seven times is not easy at all and is already a great assistance.

If Bai Qiong relied on himself, there would be no possibility of defeating Jing Liu.

Jing Liu looked at the two people whispering as if no one was around, his brows slightly frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

"You two, have you finished discussing tactics?"

Her voice was filled with a hint of sarcasm. "You are a great Si Taibu, sharpening your weapons before the battle? It seems that the discipline of the Luofu Immortal Boat has been relaxed to this extent. Are you sure you can defeat me like this?"

Before he finished speaking, Jing Liu shook his wrist lightly and the sword in his hand swept out.

A sharp sword energy cut through the air like lightning and rushed towards the two people. Before the sword energy reached them, a biting cold wind blew in their faces, as if to freeze their blood.

Fu Xuan waved his fist angrily and shouted in a delicate voice: "Old woman, stop looking down on me!"

She quickly made hand gestures with her hands, muttered something, and her body instantly lit up with dazzling pink stars.

The starlight quickly gathered together to form a complex formation in front of her. The light of the formation flowed like a purple light shield, enveloping the two of them and slowly rotating.

"Bai Qiong, you've been strengthened, hurry up!" Fu Xuan shouted, and the crisp voice echoed in Bai Qiong's ears. "Okay!"

Bai Qiong tightly grasped the baseball bat in his hand, his knuckles turned white from the force. His eyes became sharper than ever at this moment, like a cheetah lurking in the depths of darkness, locking onto its prey and ready to strike.

This is another ability of Fu Xuan's Qiongguan Formation, besides "avoiding disasters", called "knowledge".

Jingliu's sword energy, wrapped in a biting chill, arrived as promised. The fierce wind scraped across Baiqiong's cheek like a knife, bringing a piercing pain.

The chill seemed to penetrate his bones, but he stood like a rock rooted in the earth, motionless. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead, a raging flame of war.

"Well done!"

Bai Qiong roared, the sound waves rolled and shook the air. He suddenly exerted force on his feet, and his body was like an arrow shot from a bow, charging towards the cold sword energy.

He concentrated all his strength on the baseball bat in his hand. The veins on his arms bulged, and they looked like ferocious pythons wriggling.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the baseball bat and the sword energy collided head-on. In an instant, it was like two mountains colliding, and an earth-shaking energy shock wave erupted.

The air seemed to be torn apart, making a shrill scream, and the ice on the ground of the dock was cracked into pieces by this terrifying force.

Bai Qiong only felt an overwhelming force that he could not resist, rushing into his arm along the baseball bat. He instantly felt an intense numbness in the base of his thumb, as if his bones were about to break.

His body staggered backwards uncontrollably and he took several steps back, each step leaving deep footprints on the hard ice.

But Bai Qiong clenched his teeth, let out a low roar from his throat, and managed to steady his body. His feet were rooted to the ground.

really·

Even if you are the king of endurance, when facing Mirror Style, you can't take any sword head-on...

"interesting."

Jing Liu's voice was still cold and indifferent, but there was a rare hint of surprise in his tone.

She obviously did not expect that this seemingly unremarkable young man could actually take on her sword energy that contained sword intent head-on and be able to stabilize his position so quickly.

"Come again!"

Bai Qiong's chest heaved violently, and every breath seemed to be swallowing and spitting out fire. He swung the baseball bat again, his feet moving quickly, and charged towards Jing Liu again.

He knew in his heart that there was a huge gap in strength between himself and Jing Liu. A head-on confrontation would be like hitting a rock with an egg, but he would never retreat even a single step.

For the sake of Fu Xuan behind him and for the justice in his heart, even if he faces the Jingliu of Yunshang Wuxiao, he will fight to the death and never retreat!

Seeing this, Jing Liu raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, as if he was mocking Bai Qiong's arrogance.

She simply swung the sword in her hand lightly, and in an instant, one after another extremely sharp sword energy, like a violent storm, poured down towards the white sky.

Each sword energy contained a terrifying force that was enough to tear steel apart. The air made sharp explosions as it was cut by the sword energy.

"Don't take it anymore, Gen position, move three inches to the left, dodge!"

Fu Xuan's voice rang in Bai Qiong's ears in time. Bai Qiong's body seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he reacted instantly, suddenly turning sideways to the lower right, narrowly avoiding Jing Liu's thorny thrust like a venomous snake.

The sharp sword energy almost brushed the tip of his nose, and the cold sword edge even cut the fine hair on his cheek, bringing a cold and stinging pain.

"Kun position, right, seven inches!"

"Qian position, left, one inch!"

Fu Xuan's voice was rapid and clear, like a precise guidance system, predicting the trajectory and landing point of the mirror-flowing sword energy with incredible accuracy every time.

Bai Qiong was like a sophisticated robot, completely following Fu Xuan's instructions and constantly making all kinds of incredible dodging and blocking movements.

His figure was like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind amid the dense sword energy. He seemed to be in a very miserable state, but he always managed to narrowly avoid the fatal attack at the critical moment.

Although his clothes were ragged and his body had several small wounds from the sword energy, he had never suffered any substantial harm.

In a blink of an eye, "Avoid Disaster" was used six times.

Bai Qiong couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

However, just as Bai Qiong was preparing to deal with the next "Flawless Flying Light"...

"Hahaha, I see. Did you see through my attack?"

Jing Liu suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a crazy laugh, which was full of ridicule and disdain. Her tone became increasingly cold, like frost in the cold winter.

"Little girl, do you think you can stop me with this little trick? You are so naive!"

Before he finished speaking, the aura around Jing Liu suddenly changed, like a sleeping iceberg suddenly erupting with magma, and a terrifying atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire dock.

She suddenly changed the way she held the sword, and her originally light and agile sword skills instantly became steady and heavy, as unshakable as a mountain.

She leaned forward slightly, with the long sword in her hand pointing diagonally at the ground. The tip of the sword was pointing in the direction of the white sky. Her entire aura changed drastically at this moment.

Bai Qiong was suddenly startled, his sense of doom was triggered again, and a strong sense of crisis instantly surged into his heart.

He immediately recognized the pose that Jingliu was posing at the moment.

"This is the soul transformation of the moon!"

Bai Qiong exclaimed, with a hint of fear that was hard to conceal in his voice.

Jing Liu actually entered the soul-transforming state!

Fu Xuan's face, which was originally quite calm, turned pale as paper in an instant. Her petite body trembled slightly, and she exclaimed: "This state... is too scary, seeing is believing! In the soul-changing state, the mirror flow and sword moves are unpredictable. With this miniature Qiongguan formation, I may not be able to accurately calculate her attack!"

"Lord Taibu, we can't just defend anymore!" Bai Qiong clenched his teeth, his eyes full of determination. He knew that if he continued to passively take the beating, he would only be defeated in the end.

"I'll feint first to attract her attention. Then you can use that move on her when the opportunity arises!"

Fu Xuan nodded solemnly, her petite face full of worry and solemnity. She knew that the situation was now extremely critical and she could only give it a try, perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

Bai Qiong took a deep breath, forced down the fear and uneasiness in his heart, put the baseball bat in his hand on his shoulder, and assumed a standard batting posture.

He was no longer just thinking about getting rid of Jingliu's sword energy, but wanted to take the initiative to attack and take the initiative of the battle into his own hands.

Bai Qiong wanted to buy time for Fu Xuan and create opportunities. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to do his best! "Come on!"

Bai Qiong roared, his voice like thunder, resounding throughout the dock. He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed towards Jingliu like a cannonball, swinging a baseball bat and smashing it hard at Jingliu with an unstoppable momentum.

A cold arc appeared at the corner of Jingliu's mouth, as if he was mocking Baiqiong's attempt to stop a chariot with his bare hands.

She simply swung the sword in her hand lightly, and a sword energy that was even more powerful and terrifying than the previous "Flying Light Without Cracks" came out, like a white dragon emerging from the abyss, roaring towards the white sky.

"Hanchuan reflects the moon!"

The sword energy was like a bright crescent moon, emitting a cold light and carrying a chilling chill enough to freeze the soul, as it ruthlessly slashed down towards the white sky.

"Get out of the way, idiot!"

Fu Xuan screamed at the top of his lungs.

But Bai Qiong was like a possessed man. He had no intention of dodging at all. Instead, he rushed forward towards the terrifying sword energy without hesitation.

"Home run! Bye-bye hit!"

Bai Qiong roared again, his voice shaking the whole area. He concentrated all his strength on the baseball bat, swung it with the determination to burn his boats, and used all his strength to smash hard at the crescent-shaped sword energy.

"boom!"

There was another earth-shattering bang, and the sword energy and the baseball bat collided violently again. The power of the six-fourth sword this time was far greater than before, and six-fourth sword burst out with a more violent and terrifying energy shock wave.

The entire dock seemed to tremble, and the ice and frost on the ground instantly cracked, turned into powder, and flew all over the sky.

Bai Qiong felt a huge force like a mountain torrent and tsunami that instantly swallowed him up. His body flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, drawing a terrible parabola in the air before falling heavily onto the hard ice. "Puff!"

Bai Qiong opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He felt as if his internal organs were displaced, and severe pain surged all over his body like a tide, and his bones seemed to be shattered.

"Out of control."

Jing Liu still had that cold expression on her face, and her tone was full of contempt. She just waved her sword lightly, and easily dispelled Bai Qiong's all-out attack, as if she had done something insignificant.

However, this seemingly simple variation of sword moves has created an excellent opportunity for Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan understood that this was the opportunity Bai Qiong created for her.

Astonishing energy burst out from her petite body, her hands rapidly made hand gestures like a butterfly flying through flowers, she muttered to herself, and the ancient and mysterious spell echoed above the dock like the sound of nature.

Her body was instantly lit up with dazzling purple starlight, like the brightest stars in the night sky, sacred and inviolable.

"The laws of heaven are great, and all the calamities return to one!"

Fu Xuan shouted, her voice was crisp but full of majesty. She pushed her hands forward suddenly, and a beam of energy like a purple angry dragon, with a momentum to destroy the world, rushed towards Jingliu.

A hint of genuine surprise finally flashed across Jingliu's calm eyes. She obviously had not expected that this young and immature-looking Taibu actually possessed such a powerful and domineering means of attack.

But she is a legendary swordsman who has experienced many battles after all. Even in the face of sudden changes, she still maintains amazing calm.

She quickly swung the sword in her hand, trying to use her superb swordsmanship to disperse the purple energy beam.

However, what she didn't expect was that this purple energy beam tightly wrapped around her sword like a maggot on the tarsal bone. The purple light seemed to have life, constantly eroding the power of her sword.

Jing Liu's body stiffened slightly, and her originally smooth sword moves also showed a subtle stagnation. Her movements began to become slow under the erosion of purple energy.

"It's now!"

Bai Qiong endured the severe pain from his internal organs and struggled to get up from the cold ground. There was still bright red blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were extremely determined.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the fire stick from his arms, held it tightly in his hand as if he was holding the last straw, and staggered towards Jingliu.

"Crazy woman, do you know what a... stick warrior is?!"

Bai Qiong roared like a wounded beast, his voice was hoarse but full of power. He placed all his hopes on the fire stick in his hand. He swung the fire stick and hit Jing Liu hard with the determination to deal a fatal blow.

The fire stick, like the purple mood, can be adjusted.

When facing the bluebird before, it was only the lowest level, which only had a modulating effect and would not cause any harm to the human body.

And now, Bai Qiong seemed to have turned his purple mood to the maximum, without any mercy!

"Boom!"

There was a dull sound, and the fire stick was stuttering.

Chapter 6.5: Mirror Flow in the Suitcase (k)

"Click!"

Jingliu's hand was tightly gripping the fire stick, and no matter how hard Baiqiong tried, he couldn't move it at all.

That hand was slender and white, no different from that of an ordinary person, but it contained a terrifying power that was enough to crush steel.

Bai Qiong's heart sank, knowing that the situation was not good, he made a prompt decision, raised the bat with his other hand, and swung it down without hesitation, smashing it hard at Jing Liu with a sharp sound of wind.

"clang!"