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

boom!

The sickle hit the spiritual shield.

"I didn't expect you to have this skill. It doesn't seem like a skill that we have in our holy land."

Whether it was the secret method of using blood to form weapons or the way of fighting with a sickle, it was completely incompatible with a place of righteous cultivation like the Ziyang Holy Land. In fact, if Liu Cuiwan asked this question, there was no guarantee that the other party would answer.

Everyone has his or her own opportunities, and who knows, you might acquire some skills while you're out there.

But Liu Cuiwan was not talking to her just to chat, but to divert Zhao Mengyao's attention.

The scimitar stuck in the soil in the distance shook a few times and was finally pulled out of the soil.

Liu Cuiwan remotely controlled the double-headed scimitar to spin again and fly back towards them.

Click!

However, this eggshell-shaped protective film does not provide good protection.

The crimson sickle pressed against the protective film, and soon spider-web-like cracks appeared, which continued to expand.

Seeing that the shield was about to break, Liu Cuiwan was overwhelmed with emotions.

Snapped!

The shield shattered.

At the same time, Liu Cuiwan quickly raised her hand and prepared to strike Zhao Mengyao in the middle.

However, Zhao Mengyao had already seen everything she did.

Zhao Mengyao retracted her attack and retreated violently, avoiding the palm strike.

Her retreat also allowed Liu Cuiwan to breathe a sigh of relief.

Liu Cuiwan's main fighting methods are scimitar and palm techniques, supplemented by some magic weapons.

This trial didn't allow her to bring offensive magic weapons, which meant she had fewer offensive tools. But this didn't have much of an impact, as what she had learned was enough for her to handle any situation.

The spinning double-headed scimitar flew over and cut off another large area of ​​trees.

Zhao Mengyao summoned the extremely yin water cat again.

The water cat leaped back and forth in the woods and charged towards the propeller-like scimitar.

The crescent-shaped blade instantly cut the water cat in half, turning it into foam.

However, the extremely yin water also adhered to the blade.

The silver-sharp blade made a hissing sound of corrosion, and then it became rusty and riddled with holes in a very short time.

Clap!

The broken blade fell to the ground and broke into several sections.

This scene shocked Liu Cuiwan. Her eyes widened and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

It even made her forget the pain.

This pair of scimitars was forged by her personally, and she put a lot of effort into it, but it was destroyed just like that.

"Go to hell, you bastard." Liu Cuiwan was furious. Now killing Zhang Mengyao was not enough to vent her anger. She wanted to torture her and then kill her.

Liu Cuiwan took out a bottle of healing pills with difficulty, opened the cork with her unskilled left hand, poured out a pill and poured it directly into her mouth.

She circulated her spiritual energy to absorb and refine the elixir.

However, the extremely yin water remaining in her body hindered the absorption of the elixir. The wound should have healed slowly, but now there is almost no sign of recovery.

"Cough cough!"

Zhao Mengyao used the long handle of the sickle as a crutch. She coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood and finally stood up straight. She staggered and almost fell down again.

Both of them were in poor condition and suffered serious injuries.

Zhao Mengyao felt like all the bones in her body were about to fall apart.

This was a real fight with real guns and swords, which was indeed different from the minor fights between the senior sisters.

Although the senior sister would sometimes beat her severely, she would never think of harming her life.

And Liu Cuiwan almost always wanted to kill her every time she attacked, and never thought of leaving her any chance of survival.

It just so happened that both of them had not yet recovered from their injuries and were adjusting their condition, so they were not in a hurry to attack.

The extremely yin water in Liu Cuiwan's body had not yet been completely removed, and the wound still ached. She was afraid that if she attacked too hard, it would irritate the wound and cause secondary damage.

Zhao Mengyao knew that the other party came from Yuqiong Palace. This woman probably had other treasures that she hadn't taken out yet, maybe something that could harm people.

They all had concerns in their hearts and did not dare to act rashly.

But Zhao Mengyao was younger and more impatient after all, and she couldn't help but move first.

She held the sickle horizontally and rushed towards Liu Cuiwan.

They had basically cut down all the trees nearby, so long-handled weapons like sickles could be wielded here without being hindered by the environment.

Liu Cuiwan was also not vague. She took out a spare scimitar and rushed towards Zhao Mengyao.

Liu Cuiwan was devastated when she switched from using two swords to using only one. She had also made this sword herself, but her craftsmanship was still a bit rough when she forged it, so the quality of this sword was not as good as the other two swords.

In her left hand, she secretly held a round mirror. This was a third-level spiritual weapon. When she reported it, she said it was a supplementary treasure. Its purpose was to provide lighting.

But she lied. In fact, this mirror can also emit strong light, burn people's eyes, and make the enemy temporarily blind.

As long as she could blind Zhao Mengyao's eyes, she could take the opportunity to give the other party a ruthless blow.

Of course, she couldn't show the mirror right away, as the other party would definitely be on guard.

Liu Cuiwan's plan was to exchange a few moves with Zhao Mengyao first, and then use the flashing round mirror to blind her unexpectedly without any warning.

The two men clashed again in the air, and the sound of blades clashing was endless.

They leaped between the treetops, and with every strike, some innocent trees had their heads shaved.

Suddenly, a large number of birds were startled in the woods. This was a normal thing.

But Liu Cuiwan found that the gray birds were flying towards her collectively.

Looking closely, those were not real flying birds, but bird shapes condensed from extremely yin water.

Liu Cuiwan's eyes were as big as a cow's, her face was full of disbelief, and her mind was working rapidly.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible! When did she set this up? She's clearly been fighting me the whole time.

"Could it be those water cats?" Liu Cuiwan suddenly realized. She remembered that in the previous confrontation, she had smashed several water cats to pieces.

After the water cats were scattered, many of them fell to the ground and formed small puddles.

Then, the extremely yin water in these puddles was controlled by Zhao Mengyao and transformed into flying birds the size of swallows.

They formed a massive flock, covering the entire sky and earth, roughly estimated to number in the thousands. The sight was truly terrifying. If she were hit head-on, this dense swarm would be enough to corrode her to the point of leaving nothing behind.

Seeing this, Liu Cuiwan's hair stood on end, and her body involuntarily sent out warning signals. Without giving it any more thought, she immediately took off into the air. In a short while, Liu Cuiwan was already two or three miles away.

The flocks of birds that flew over were empty-handed, and they collided with each other, and most of their drops turned into rain, which fell in the forest and caused large areas of trees to wither and die.

There were still dozens of flying birds in the sky, flapping their wings and charging towards Liu Cuiwan again.

"It seems I underestimated you." This time, Zhao Mengyao was indeed different from the rookie she had been before. Liu Cuiwan had to reassess this opponent.

She slashed out with her palm, and more than ten flying birds were crushed to pieces by the wind from her palm.

The bird on the other side had already rushed to the woman thanks to the sacrifice of its companions.

Without any hesitation, Liu Cuiwan used a treasure on her body. Her figure suddenly blurred, and the flying bird flew through her body as if passing through a layer of mist.

After about three breaths, her blurry figure became solid again.

But a graceful figure suddenly approached, and a blood-red edge flashed.

A strong sense of crisis drove her to react, and in less than a breath, her body tilted, allowing her to avoid the fatal blow.

There was a scratch on the left side of Liu Cuiwan's cheek, but it was not as deep as the wound she left on Zhao Mengyao, but it also caused her a great psychological blow.

"It's a surprise that you can use such a heavy weapon so smoothly." Liu Cuiwan was also surprised that her opponent could wield the sickle so easily and each move looked very good.

How could she know that in Zhao Mengyao's hands, the sickle was actually not heavy.

Zhao Mengyao ignored her words and appeared in front of Liu Cuiwan in an instant. She first made a fake move and swept sideways, but Liu Cuiwan barely dodged it.

Liu Cuiwan indeed made a dodging move.

Zhao Mengyao stepped forward, spun her body, and hit Liu Cuiwan's waist with the long handle of the sickle without the blade.

"Ouch!" The latter arched his body like a shrimp in pain and almost vomited bile.

The small round mirror hidden in her left hand flew out because she couldn't hold it firmly.

The disciple of Yuqiong Palace had just wanted to dodge and quickly jump away, so that she could see something bright when her opponent came after her. However, she didn't expect Zhao Mengyao to directly attack her with the long handle, and the opponent's pursuit was faster than she imagined.

Taking advantage of Liu Cuiwan's loss of balance, Zhao Mengyao swung the sickle again, ready to cut off her head.

However, something unexpected happened.

There was a short sound of breaking wind in the distance.

Before Zhao Mengyao could figure out what the sound was, an arrow had already passed through her back and exited between her right ribs.

The strong energy carried by the arrow shattered Zhao Mengyao's internal organs. Her body suddenly stopped and her attacking posture was interrupted.

Liu Cuiwan's eyes widened, realizing that help was coming. She immediately seized the opportunity and slashed at Zhao Mengyao's neck with her machete.

"Junior sister, why do you want to take all the credit? Why don't you join me first?" A male cultivator wearing Yuqiong Palace clothes and carrying a large bow flew over from a distance.

Chapter 152 The True Identity of the Black-Cloaked Divine Envoy

Shao Yang is most likely the evil cultivator known as the Black-Clothed Divine Envoy.

Only a few people in the Holy Land knew about this.

The disappearance of Shao Yang and his wife did not cause any sensation.

In addition to Shao Yang and his wife, there are three of his disciples who can teach in Yuqiong Hall, so the place will not be shut down.

Because Shao Yang was often in seclusion, no one saw the Lord of Yuqiong Palace and didn't feel anything was wrong.

Everyone thought he was in seclusion.

Dongfang Jingrou led the Suzaku Secret Guards to Yuqiong Palace to investigate during class time, and the Holy Lord asked her not to cause too much noise.

At this time, Shao Yang's second disciple Zhou Xiangrong was teaching, so Dongfang Jingrou found Shao Yang's eldest disciple and third disciple.

Although Shao Yang has determined that there is a problem, his apprentice may not necessarily follow him.

The Holy Lord hopes to screen the people in Yuqiong Palace. If there are any followers of Shao Yang, they will be eliminated. If there are any people who know how to deal with the current situation, they will be appeased.

Dongfang Jingrou brought more than 20 secret guards this time, five of whom were Nascent Souls and the rest were Golden Cores.

Such a lineup is enough for them to run rampant in Yuqiong Palace.

However, the Holy Lord still didn't want to be laughed at by foreign guests, so their investigation was conducted in a low-key manner.

This time, Dongfang Jingrou brought a magical instrument that can detect lies, so that she could get the truth during the interrogation.

To her surprise, none of Shao Yang's three disciples were involved.

No, Shao Yang not only has three direct disciples, but also two younger ones who are still in the Golden Core stage, and they all happened to participate in this Holy Land Trial.

Dongfang Jingrou suddenly felt that the Holy Land was too careless. They thought that the time flowed slowly in the secret realm, so they chose to test the secret realm three days before the trial began.

In fact, it should have been checked earlier.

However, it's all hindsight now. The Holy Lord will probably learn from this and implement some relevant reforms.

Because of the incident in Yuqiong Palace, the Holy Lord also ordered that no one was allowed to enter or leave the holy land during the trial period of the holy land.

Dongfang Jingrou was ordered to send someone to investigate Yuqiong Palace, but with such a hasty investigation, and without much fanfare, could they really find anything? Dongfang, the chief steward, was actually very unconfident.

But to her surprise, she actually found something.

They found two skulls in Shao Yang's bedroom.

They were placed in a secret compartment under the bed, inside which was a black wooden box.