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

"It hurts so much. Do I look okay?" The woman's right hand was completely numb. Her forehead was covered in sweat from the pain. She covered the wound with her left hand and clenched her teeth.

At this time, the eyes of Shao Yang's puppet emitted red light, and the direction it was facing was exactly Dongfang Jingrou lying on the ground.

Zhao Kangping realized that the situation was not good, and he immediately turned into a flash of lightning and shot out like a cannonball.

He didn't care about the taboo between men and women and picked up Dongfang Jingrou.

Almost at the same time, red lasers shot out from Shao Yang's puppet's eyes.

The laser drew a long "one" on the ground

Zhao Kangping turned into lightning again, and with a flash he retreated five or six feet, narrowly avoiding the opponent's laser eye attack.

"You don't think two people can defeat me, do you?" It was time for the villain to talk too much. Shao Yang's puppet, no, it should be Fang Quan, said through this puppet: "I have made so many preparations, do you think you can break my plan overnight?"

Zhao Kangping put Dongfang Jingrou down. To ease the tense atmosphere, he said, "Butler Dongfang, you're really not light. You should lose some weight."

In fact, the woman's weight is not over the standard. She exercises regularly, and there is not a trace of fat on her flat belly. She even has a vest line.

She was seriously injured. A corner of her shoulder was blown off by the light cannon, and her right hand was almost only attached to her body by a little muscle. She was afraid that a big movement would tear her right hand off.

The woman tried to use her right hand, but it was completely useless and she couldn't lift the knife at all.

If she could exert the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, this injury would be nothing and she would be able to fully recover in no time.

Unfortunately, she is suppressed by the rules of the secret realm and can only exert the strength of the Golden Core Stage.

Naturally, the recovery speed is only at the Jindan stage level.

So she probably lost her fighting ability.

Now she might become a burden instead, the woman almost broke her back teeth.

The man's words made her very angry, but she knew this was not the time to lose her temper, so she pretended not to hear anything.

At present, they are in a passive position. Zhao Kangping's thunder magic will be absorbed by the opponent for energy, and Dongfang Jingrou's right hand is disabled.

"It seems you've reached an impasse, so..."

"Who said that? You probably forgot what I have learned?" Zhao Kangping didn't give the other party time to talk trash. He stretched out his right hand and picked up the long knife on the ground.

"What?" Shao Yang raised his eyebrows. He didn't think the other party had any chance of turning defeat into victory.

But she felt a little bored by the casual victory, and she wanted to hear what the other party had to say.

"I used to learn sword." Zhao Kangping had already vowed not to use the sword anymore.

But at this moment, he was holding a knife in his hand, so even if he used sword skills with the knife, it didn't seem to be a violation of his oath.

Chapter 156: Guiyi Sword Technique [Thanks for the fire coupon of Dou Zhili Stage 3, please order the whole thing]

I have to say that this "Shao Yang" puppet is so lifelike that no one can tell that he is a puppet as long as he doesn't reveal himself.

The facial micro-expressions and body movements are also imitated vividly, and the tone of speech and idioms are exactly the same as the original. It is really impossible to imitate this unless you are very familiar with the person.

"You haven't used swordsmanship for a long time, not to mention this is a knife." The puppet's mouth opened and closed, making a woman's voice, which seemed to be a little contemptuous.

She knows a lot of information about Zhao Kangping.

He studied under Lan Ruoyu, the former master of Yaohua Palace, and was also a prodigy in the holy land when he was young.

Unfortunately, he fell in love with his master, and Lan Ruoyu later abandoned him. As a result, he was depressed for a long time, which led to his eventual disappearance.

If his senior sister had not become the Holy Lord, he might not have had a say in the Holy Land.

This person should have shared her pain, but he did not choose to live driven by hatred.

They are different after all.

She used Wu Sangyan to lurk in the Ziyang Holy Land and spread the poisonous insects. She also made many plans in the secret valley. If successful, the Ziyang Holy Land would be doomed.

Zhao Kangping still stood on the side of the Holy Land, so the fight between them would be a fight to the death.

"Even if it's a knife, you can use sword techniques on it." Zhao Kangping held the knife, and the sword moves he used in the past flashed through his mind.

I couldn't help but think of the beautiful figure of that woman.

He learned three sword techniques from his master, but the one he used most often was called Guiyi Sword Technique.

The sword technique is divided into nine styles, and each style is divided into nine variations, with a total of eighty-one variations.

However, the most powerful move of this sword technique is not any one of the eighty-one variations, but the most perfect sword formed by combining the nine sword moves into one.

This sword does not require the cultivation of the cultivator. Once it is swung out, it is almost impossible to defend against it. It can ignore any form of protection and directly hit the target to cause damage.

If one can comprehend this perfect sword, he will have the hope of defeating his opponent even if he challenges them by two major realms.

Zhao Kangping's understanding of the perfect sword technique of Guiyi Sword can be said to be realized, but he has not fully understood it.

In Master’s words, it means having the form but not the spirit.

Despite this, the sword was quite powerful when he used it, and it often became his trump card.

Zhao Kangping had also thought about passing this sword move to Luo Xueqing, but before he mastered the perfect sword move, the sword move was mediocre in power, lacked explosive power, and could not achieve a quick victory.

Because of this, she did not learn the Guiyi Sword Technique.

"Then I'd like to see what you have to offer. To be honest, I've always thought that it was a bit of a stretch for you to become the Palace Master." Although both of them were Palace Masters, Shao Yang and Zhao Kangping had never actually fought against each other.

This Fang Quan seemed to know a lot of things. As far as we knew, she knew formations, weapon refining, puppetry, and even the use of fungi in combat.

Now this puppet with Shao Yang's appearance is also a magic weapon.

In fact, early puppets were also classified as magical weapons, and only after a long period of development did they become a separate category. When refining this puppet, its creator must have also incorporated a large number of magical weapons.

Even though Zhao Kangping hasn't fought with it yet, he can tell that its fighting power is not simple.

They moved at the same time and disappeared from the spot.

"boom!"

The two collided in the air, and the strong wind made a whistling sound.

In the distance, Dongfang Jingrou was unable to open her eyes due to the strong wind. She had just taken a recovery pill, and the wound had stopped bleeding and was slowly healing.

She is the kind of person who can't sit still. Asking her not to help is more painful than killing her.

As long as she can recover her fighting strength, she will definitely snatch the knife from Zhao Kangping's hand and continue fighting with the opponent.

She really couldn't swallow this breath.

Everyone was stuck in the Jindan stage, so she was very unhappy about why she was the one to be knocked down.

However, after the strong wind passed, when she turned her gaze towards Zhao Kangping again, she found that they were fighting back and forth.

I didn't expect that this puppet can not only attack from a distance, but is also good at close combat.

It was able to fight against the long sword in Zhao Kangping's hand with its bare hands and not be at a disadvantage.

The plain and simple fist could actually produce a deafening explosion. If hit by a direct punch, one would definitely be seriously injured.

The long sword's graceful curve flashed with a terrifying cold light, and the silver-white blade collided in the air, producing dazzling sparks.

So hard.

No one knew what material this puppet was made of. He chopped it with a knife many times, and the rebounding force was so strong that it hurt his tiger's mouth.

He had already cut off the puppet's sleeves, leaving it sleeveless, but there was not a single scratch on its arms.

If he had not been in the blood-dissolving soul-refining formation and had not had to conserve every bit of spiritual power, he would have fought with all his might long ago.

However, Zhao Kangping also roughly understood his opponent's close combat strength during the fight.

His sword moves kept changing, and it seemed that the two sides were at a stalemate, but in fact he was brewing that perfect sword move.

"Is this your true strength? I'm so disappointed. I remember you were quite famous when you were young, but how many young people in the Holy Land know about your former fame? You have indeed become depressed and lost in despair, and are no longer as brave as you were in your youth." The woman challenged through a puppet with a male appearance.

"Yes, yes, I have indeed wasted a lot of time. But does this have anything to do with you?" After being told that by the other party, he also remembered the glorious years of his youth. After all, being trapped in love delayed him.

But he couldn't let go at that time, so he was always troubled by the obsession and couldn't get out of the memories of the past.

He entered the sect later than Mu Wanyi, and his cultivation level lagged far behind hers. However, after years of hard work, he surpassed his senior sister in cultivation level.

However, after his master left, he became completely depressed and could not keep up with his cultivation. In the end, he was overtaken by his senior sister and the gap between them widened.

That was his past, and he couldn't deny it.

"Haha, the most torturous thing in this world is love. Your master abandoned you, so why are you still cleaning up her mess? Her shadow is everywhere in Yaohua Palace. I really don't understand why you stay in this sad place."

"She betrayed you, you should hate her. Why don't you take revenge? If it were me, I would definitely burn down this Yaohua Palace and turn her years of hard work into scorched earth."

The woman's voice was frantic and hysterical, highlighting the extreme nature of her character.

Hate?

He did hate his master, but this hatred was at most an extension of resentment and did not reach the level of hatred.

The woman's words still affected Zhao Kangping's mood, which exposed a flaw in him.

The puppet threw a heavy punch, and it was so fast that it hit Zhao Kangping's chest like a cannonball. Immediately, there was a crisp sound of bones crackling, and his sternum was slightly sunken.

Zhao Kangping screamed and flew backwards.

"puff!"

Zhao Kangping spat out a mouthful of blood while falling.

This puppet is so abominable. It beats him while talking and disturbing him.

Zhao Kangping grew up in the holy land, and even though it is no longer there, he still regards Yaohua Palace as his home.

He wanted to keep this home, even if the head of the family no longer wanted it. Although at that time he also had a little extravagant hope, hoping that she would come back here one day, he had to wait for her here.

Fang Quan's use of puppets to gain control of people's minds did have some effect.

After spinning a few times in the air, he landed his feet on the wall.

As soon as he stood still, his figure shot out again, rushing towards the puppet Shao Yang again as if he was not injured.

Suddenly, the puppet's left hand clenched into a fist, stretched out like a spring, and flew out, smashing into his face.

"You are still careless."

As the puppet's arm stretched, it exposed its arm joints, namely its elbows, which were the puppet's most vulnerable points. Zhao Kangping seized the opportunity and suddenly accelerated the long sword in his hand.

The blade drew a circle in the air for one and a half months, and the puppet's forearm was cut off. Due to inertia, the forearm continued to fly forward until it hit the wall and fell to the ground.

The puppet's boxing and kicking skills were impressive, but the sudden loss of its arm left a flaw in its attack.

The two then collided again, but the puppet's attack was visibly weaker.

The apparent balance of power could no longer be maintained, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards Zhao Kangping.

Zhao Kangping took advantage of the opponent's momentary shift in weight due to the broken arm and managed to dodge a downward blow from his right hand cannon.

The ground suddenly collapsed, leaving a spider-web-like dent.

Zhao Kangping, who had just dodged, heard a crackling sound of lightning on his body. He stepped hard on the wall and his body turned into a stream of light.

At this time, he had already completed the accumulation of strength for that perfect sword strike. Like a flash of lightning, arcs of electricity crackled and jumped on the blade.

The blade was emitting extremely sharp white sword energy, as if wrapping the long sword in a layer of white flame.

This sword energy, like a white flame, contains the power to crush everything in its path, and no matter how thick the defense is, it can be easily penetrated.

However, it is not without its flaws. After being released, it only lasts for a very short time and disappears within five breaths.

Therefore, he had to deal a fatal blow to Shao Yang's puppet before the sword energy disappeared.

But at this moment, his spiritual power was exhausted because of the blood-dissolving soul-refining formation, and his vitality began to be drained by the formation.

His head suddenly became dizzy and his movements became weak.

The puppet Shao Yang saw all this, raised the corner of his mouth, raised his hand cannon and prepared to blow Zhao Kangping's chest apart.

However, Zhao Kangping's eyes instantly became firm, and relying on his own perseverance, he forced himself to be fully alert.

The white flames on the blade burned more fiercely, and electric lights danced on the blade.

Zhao Kangping's feet moved quickly, and his figure approached the puppet like a ghost.

In his eyes, the whole world entered slow motion. The puppet's movements became very slow, its expression seemed frozen, and the movement of raising its hand slowed down by more than ten times.

The dust and stones splashed on the ground seemed to be suspended in the air and would take a long time to fall.