I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

"So what? Even if I kill you now, it's your own fault. You're that man's apprentice." At this point, Liu Cuiwan no longer hid it. She simply admitted that he wanted to kill her.

As soon as he finished speaking, the scimitar went straight for Zhao Mengyao's face again.

Zhao Mengyao retreated again and again, and soon her back hit a tree and she could not retreat anymore.

She leaned over, bent down, and rolled to the side, barely avoiding the blow.

But the tree just now was not so lucky.

A tree that two men could hug was cut in half by a single blow. A rustling sound echoed from the trunk, startling a flock of birds from the woods.

Zhao Mengyao took the opportunity to go into the woods. With the cover of the trees, it was not easy for Liu Cuiwan to catch up with her.

She also summoned a water cat.

Seeing this big cat-shaped Shui Ling, she was reminded of the kitten raised in Yaohua Palace.

She had been practicing diligently these past few days and neglected to take care of the kittens. As a result, the only remaining three-flowered kitten had disappeared and could not be found.

If the trial hadn't started, she might have gone looking for the cat.

Jiyin Shuiling sat on the ground obediently, just like a real cat.

Although it looks lively, it has no intelligence and cannot even be considered a living being. It is just a ball of extremely yin water with spirituality.

Master said that if it continues to be nurtured, the water spirit formed by this extremely yin water might be able to develop intelligence, but the probability of this happening is extremely small.

He told her not to have any expectations, otherwise she would only be disappointed.

"Where are you running!" Liu Cuiwan, holding a scimitar in her hand, jumped quickly on the tall trees and soon found Zhao Mengyao's position.

Zhao Mengyao jumped on her feet, leaned forward, and disappeared from the spot again as a shadow.

Just as she took a step forward, Liu Cuiwan's knife flashed right after her. A crescent-shaped flash of light slashed across, splitting two nearby trees diagonally and plowing a long gash in the ground.

Liu Cuiwan continued to leap on the treetops, but she caught a glimpse of a gray figure flashing by out of the corner of her eye.

Before she could figure out what it was, the gray thing pounced on her from the side.

"Ah!~"

A scream came from behind and Zhao Mengyao stopped.

"Did it succeed?" She had just controlled the water cat to launch a sneak attack, and it seemed that it had hit the woman.

Zhao Mengyao was chased for a long distance and the other party still wanted to kill her. How could she not be angry?

She wanted to teach the woman a lesson, so she turned back.

She chanted incantations along the way, ready to crush this stinky woman to pieces when she got there.

Not far away, a woman's body was lying on the ground, with white smoke coming out of her body.

Zhao Mengyao's heartbeat was as high as a woodpecker killing insects.

Since the other party had murderous intentions, she couldn't be soft-hearted.

The extremely yin water is just right for destroying corpses and covering up traces.

But an accident happened. As the woman on the ground got closer and closer, the person in her eyes suddenly turned into a piece of wood.

"Oh no, this is the art of using plants as substitutes." When Zhao Mengyao discovered it, it was already too late.

She heard the sound of footsteps on dry leaves from the side, and just as she turned her head, she saw the cold silver blade was close at hand.

At that moment, Zhao Mengyao felt the approach of death.

At the critical moment, her instinct for survival overcame her fear, and her little head tilted slightly.

Fortunately, due to this slight deviation, the blade missed her fair neck, but the blade still slid diagonally upwards along her left cheek from bottom to top, cutting her earlobe at an angle.

"Ah!~"

This time it was Zhao Mengyao who let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Chapter 151 Zhao Mengyao in Danger

The pain made Zhao Mengyao scream, and it also made her give up the last bit of softness she had towards this woman. The thought that it was a facial injury made her even more furious.

Although monks have ways to repair such injuries, women care most about their appearance, and such disfiguring scars are a great humiliation to them.

"Liu Cuiwan!" Zhao Mengyao's eyes were red and she was completely enraged.

In fact, Zhao Mengyao had already completed the spell, and after being attacked, she immediately fought back.

A basketball-sized extremely yin water ball instantly condensed in his palm and pressed towards Liu Cuiwan's chest.

Chi Chi!

Liu Cuiwan originally wore a golden silk soft armor, a protective magical tool. However, under the erosion of the extremely yin water, this magical tool was as fragile as paper, and a large hole was corroded in an instant.

Then the extremely corrosive Yin water began to erode the woman's skin and flesh.

The sound of flesh being corroded is heart-wrenching.

"what!"

A piercing pain made Liu Cuiwan almost unable to hold the scimitar in her hand. She instinctively jumped back several steps and leaped five or six feet away.

"It's a pity it's flatter than a washboard, otherwise I would have torn off several pounds of your flesh." Zhao Mengyao covered her face with her left hand, made a provocative gesture with her right hand, and did not forget to puff out her chest.

Liu Cuiwan was so arrogant before, Zhao Mengyao finally regained some confidence. Her strength in certain aspects was far beyond the other party's reach.

The extremely yin water remained in Liu Cuiwan's wound and continued to corrode it, but the progress of corrosion was getting slower and slower.

But her chest was already bloody.

"Asshole, what kind of martial arts is this? It's so vicious." Liu Cuiwan used her own spiritual power to force out the extremely yin water remaining in the wound, but this was much more difficult than she had imagined.

These extremely yin waters were as stubborn as maggots on the tarsal bones. She spent a lot of spiritual power but could only force out a little bit.

The remaining extremely yin water has been causing her constant pain. Fortunately, she is a Jindan cultivator with strong vitality, and this is not enough to make her lose her ability to fight.

Zhao Mengyao glanced at the bloody hole in the woman's chest, even revealing her bloody ribs. If it were a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, even if they didn't die from such a severe injury, they would have completely lost their ability to move, and wouldn't even be able to withstand the erosion of the extremely yin water.

She had no interest in answering the woman's questions, but instead sarcastically said, "So even Liu Qinchuan can be afraid. I'm so lucky to actually witness your fear with my own eyes."

Her words also aroused Liu Cuiwan's anger, and the latter once again said harshly: "You only have this mouth to show off your power."

After she finished speaking, her eyes became extremely sharp. Suppressing the pain, she connected the ends of the handles of the two scimitars together. After the buckle-like structure at the end of the handle was fastened, the two scimitars became a whole, forming a double-ended S-shaped scimitar.

But something like this shouldn't be convenient to wield.

Then Zhao Mengyao saw the woman spinning the double-headed scimitar above her head like a helicopter propeller.

The rotating blade even created a strong wind, but upon closer inspection, it was not wind, but the sharp blade energy.

Zhao Mengyao was suddenly stunned. She was intimidated by the opponent. She didn't take the opportunity to counterattack or escape. Could it be that she was standing there to receive the opponent's next wave of attack?

But it was too late to attack now. She judged that the opponent's attack was about to come, so she immediately used her body skills to escape quickly.

Not long after she ran away, the double-headed scimitar that looked like a helicopter propeller came after her from behind.

The sharp sound of the double-headed scimitar spinning at high speed made her feel cold in her heart.

Large areas of trees were swept by the sword energy and turned into sawdust.

Zhao Mengyao ran desperately, and the spinning double-headed scimitar behind her was getting closer and closer, with a whistling sound accompanied by a sharp wind.

The wind hitting her back was like a sharp knife, cutting through her clothes and leaving bloody marks on her white back.

"what!"

Zhao Mengyao didn't look at her feet, and ended up tripping over a tree root exposed on the ground while running.

The moment she fell, her raised hair was cut off by the blade. If she had continued to run forward, she would probably have been beheaded.

After the double-headed scimitar flew past, it plowed a ditch two meters wide and more than ten meters long on the ground. Then it quickly bounced off the ground and took off.

This time, the feeling of being on the verge of death made her hair stand on end.

The icy winds seemed to tell her that she was not out of danger yet.

The high-speed rotating double-headed scimitar went back and forth, spinning in the air and flying back again.

Under Zhao Mengyao's control, Shuimao sneaked up behind Liu Cuiwan, trying to attack from behind.

Unfortunately, Zhao Mengyao underestimated her opponent. Liu Cuiwan turned around suddenly and slapped the water cat that was rushing towards her.

The water cat was quite stealthy when not attacking, but when it ran, its four legs inevitably made a corrosive sound when stepping on the ground. This caught Liu Cuiwan's attention.

Liu Cuiwan naturally would not touch the water cat with her hands. She struck out with her palm, and the violent palm wind hit the water cat like a huge hammer.

The water cat was instantly blown into pieces, flying into large splashes of water.

The extremely yin water spilled onto the ground, corroding the surface into potholes.

On the other side, the silver full moon flying in the sky was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Mengyao felt like her heart was about to rise to her throat.

Blood continued to flow out of the cut on her ear, dripping onto her shoulder, and every pore on her body trembled.

Her mind was racing at that moment.

How to do how to do?

She still has too little combat experience.

In the competition with her senior sister, her senior sister would give her some leeway and never kill her.

This also resulted in her having almost no real combat experience to refer to.

Just when she was feeling anxious and her mind was in a mess, the martial arts technique taught to her by Ming Luan suddenly flashed through her mind.

In her battle with Liu Cuiwan, she lost largely because she had no weapons.

As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, and she suffered a great loss because she had no weapons.

However, she soon found a way to make up for it. Mingluan taught her a wonderful method of using blood as a weapon.

She tried to use the blood on her left cheek to make a huge sickle.

Why a sickle?

Because Mingluan also taught her a martial art of fighting with a sickle.

Then, the blood flowing from her wounds suddenly seemed to be inspired by some force and gathered in her hands, gradually forming the shape of a long-handled sickle.

This sickle looked taller than her when standing up, but it didn't consume much blood, nor was it made of blood solidified in equal proportions. It was a weapon created using her blood as a catalyst and her spiritual power.

This is a secret technique from the Blood Demon Clan, which was passed down to Ming Luan by the Blood Witch Ye Ran.

Although Zhao Mengyao's sickle and Ming Luan's sickle are the same type of weapons, their shapes are very different.

Mingluan's sickle has a strong demonic style. The long handle resembles the spine of some creature, and the connection between the blade and the handle is shaped like a demonic skull with two horns. The back of the blade also has a row of sharp blades like shark fins. The overall color scheme is black and red, with an eerie metallic texture, and the whole body is faintly embellished with mysterious runes.

Zhao Mengyao's sickle looked much simpler. The long red handle was smooth and without any gorgeous decorations. The sharp blade flashed a cold light like a severed crescent moon.

The sickle looks very heavy, but it is very light in Zhao Mengyao's hand, and she can use it as easily as with her arm.

She swung her sickle upwards, hitting the double-headed scimitar right in front of her.

The double-headed scimitar was immediately deflected, but it did not stop flying. It continued to spin and cut down several trees that were more than ten feet tall. The ground was also plowed open for more than twenty feet due to the whistling blade energy, and it stopped only when it got stuck in a mound protruding from the surface.

The situation immediately reversed. Zhao Mengyao no longer had to flee, and it was her turn to take the initiative.

Zhao Mengyao ignored the numbness in her palm and took a step forward. In a flash, she rushed towards Liu Cuiwan.

After running away for the whole time, she was full of anger and needed to release it.

Liu Cuiwan wanted to recall her weapon, but the scimitar was stuck too deep in the soil and could not be pulled out for a while.

Seeing Zhao Mengyao approaching quickly, she also panicked.

But she came from Yuqiong Palace and had some treasures on her, which came in handy at this time.

She turned her palm over, and a white jade pendant appeared out of thin air. She immediately injected spiritual power into it to activate it.

After the jade pendant was activated, it emitted a light blue light.

A light blue eggshell-shaped protective film instantly formed, wrapping her tightly.