Li Xiangjun was born in a Qinglou that is not the lowest but the lowest,—— and he was born in a Qinglou, and he is always regarded as a colored eye, both ancient and modern. - My parents died early, and I was still young, as a quasi-Oiran, I learned poetry, music theory, piano and flute, and also practiced singing and dancing.

Nowadays, I have been a practitioner for a long time, and I still have the old habit of being a child, that is, I dabble in everything. In the past, it was for his livelihood, but now it is for Yan Li,—— to help him better manage the Yanshan thieves, so that he can take care of it without worry. The things to learn are very complicated, such as general categories such as medicine, smelting, shipbuilding, navigation, and drawing, as well as special categories such as talismans, cultivation, and martial arts.

She is not proficient, but she can't generalize, it depends on who she compares with, just in terms of medical skills, compared with Shen Liuyun and Su Xingyu, it must be far inferior. If it is an ordinary medical hall, her medical skills will be much more than that, because the insight of a cultivator is not comparable to that of mortals.

So she's not proficient, but relatively speaking, it's not really a decoration.

It was precisely because of her ability to do everything that she was able to quickly formulate a strategy to deal with the Mukden Sect.

Immediately transmitted the voice to Li and Qin.

She and Li Kov have gotten along for a long time, and they have a good tacit understanding with each other. Li Kofu got the opportunity, and he was not ambiguous, his whole body was covered with magma, and he crashed like a meteorite, leaving a net of fire in his pass, separating the two Fengtian cultists. The latter two are not in harmony, and they don't know what the plan is, so Shuangli is divided into two sides.

Shang Jun saw that Li Kefu's side was exposed, and he was overjoyed, and he was eager to make meritorious service before the Fu meeting, so he stretched out his hand to the void, Shuanglong couldn't extinguish the magma, so he led out the Spirit River. The water of the Spirit River is turbulent and majestic, under his supernatural power, it is no different from the current river, and in the gray rain curtain, a silver horse appeared on the board, and his head went down to Li Kov.

Qin Sufang, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped up with all his might, pressed the sword on his waist, pulled it out in an instant, and returned it to the sheath with extreme speed. This is the introduction to the Wushuang fast sword, Yan Li's form is not expressive, the trajectory of the sword is still very elusive, and there is also a reason that he has not practiced for long enough.

Although the trajectory of the sword was easy to detect, Shang Jun didn't notice that she was waiting for an opportunity on the side, and Linghe was cut off from it.

Li Xiangjun used himself as bait and deliberately provoked very close to Fushimi. She has already seen what happened to Qin Sufang, and it takes a lot of courage to do so. But any woman who loves beauty will not want to become a dried corpse.

At this time, Li Kofu turned around, hugged the broken silver horse by the waist, covered it with magma to prevent it from collapsing, and then used it as a weapon in the smoke of "呑呑", swept the other end, and swept towards Fushimi with a wild roar.

There is a precedent for using the water of Shangjun to deal with the wind and sand of Fushimi, and it is very effective.

Fushimihara was thinking about Li Xiangjun's abnormal move, and reacted extremely quickly at the moment, but the magma wrapped in water was too large to dodge, and he could only turn into sand all over his body. The water in the magma immediately burst out and solidified his body, so he was burned out of several blood holes by the magma, and he screamed in pain.

"Slut, I will spare you!" He knew that all this was done by Li Xiangjun, so he stared at it with vicious eyes, and just waited for the body to be repaired, and tore it apart little by little.

Li Xiangjun seemed to have forgotten what happened to Fang Cai, and calmly came to Fu to meet him, and said: "I got a bottle in my early years, which can produce a lot of water, and I want to know how much it can be." With a quick movement, she took out a jade bottle and hung it over Fushimi's head.

The jade bottle was full of blue light, and sure enough, water gushed out.

If you get soaked in water, you can't turn into sand.

Fushimi was furious, regardless of his physical condition, his hands turned into sand knives, and launched a fierce attack on Li Xiangjun.

But don't forget, Li Xiangjun knows everything.

Cultivation, or martial arts, she has dabbled in them. She didn't clash with Fushimi head-on, took out her short sword, and looked for an opportunity to cut the flesh, so that it was always in self-healing.

She wants to torture me and get revenge on me!

Fushimi finally realized it and gritted his teeth, "You wicked woman!"

Who told him that his supernatural powers would not work when they met water?

Li Xiangjun's expression did not move, she cared about cutting, her swordsmanship and body skills were not excellent after all, and she was soon dyed with a lot of blood, which seemed a little terrifying.

Fushimi calmed down, stopped being presumptuous, and retreated, grabbing the jade bottle with his unwet hands, causing it to burst and leaking a lot of water. However, although water hinders the wind and sand, it does not hinder the ability to heal itself. Before he became a Fengtian Sect, he was also a cultivator, and he immediately activated his true qi and steamed his body.

"Stinky woman, your end has come!"

He smiled evilly, his body that had been almost repaired turned into wind and sand again, seeing that Li Xiangjun was still standing still, the tyranny was suppressed a little, and he was suspicious in his heart, could it be that there was any trick that could not be done?

The movements were a little slower, and he looked at the battlefield with his mind, only to see that Shang Jun was dragged by the girl who made the sword, but the vicious woman was gone, and his heart tightened, and suddenly he looked up, only to see a big tripod formed by magma falling from the sky, and he couldn't help but feel dead.

If this is hit, it is likely that even the core will not be protected.

As soon as his mind moved, his body suddenly split apart, turning into several sandstorms and scattering in all directions.

The human race is indeed treacherous and cunning, but fortunately, he realized it in advance, and he was very happy in his heart, and he was even more proud. The body rushed straight at Li Xiangjun, and he couldn't wait to get revenge back.

"Die, stinky woman!" The sandstorm slammed into Li Xiangjun, but the expected dried corpse did not appear, but the whole body was cold, and it was drenched in water.

What's going on?

As mentioned earlier, Li Xiangjun knows a little bit of everything, such as illusion.

Even if he only mastered the superficial introductory skills, it was enough to deceive the frightened Fushimi.

As soon as Fushimi reacted, the big ding covered him.

Da Ding shrank suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to the appearance of a big urn, and Fushimi's heart-rending screams were faintly heard from it, and then fell down and was caught by Li Kov.

Li Xiangjun turned out of the shadows and smiled at Li Kuofu, "There is only one left." ”

Being trapped in a large urn is equivalent to being trapped in a volcano, and the immortality of the Mukden cultists has increased the duration of suffering, and it can only be liberated until the core is broken, which can be described as extremely miserable.

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The speed of the leopard, the strength of the elephant, the sharpness of the eagle, and the ferocity of the lion and tiger in the beastmaster...... It's all gone, replaced by fire-breathing dragons, poisonous claws, lightning-fast wings, and eyes that can see through all moves.

In order to avoid the poisonous claws, Yan Chaoyang was beaten out of half of the street and destroyed more than a dozen houses.

For Yan Chaoyang's obstruction and killing Yan Li, he hated it to the extreme, and he had to tear it apart little by little.

Yan Chaoyang got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and rushed back with the Dragon Soul Gun, the tip of the spear drawing a series of dark blue sparks on the ground.

"Break the army, Kirin!"

The streamer was like a starlight afterglow, and everywhere it passed, the rain curtain fell like a dark blue curtain. The streamer flashed suddenly, and even Yan Chaoyang's body was completely covered, and he came to the top of the beastmaster's head in the blink of an eye.

The beastmaster's pupils shrank suddenly, and his claws were sealed, ready to block hard.

At this time, Yan Chaoyang suddenly looked to one place, and the shining star-like spear in his hand did not hesitate to throw it to another place.

……

Lu Baichuan was panting like a cow, and his whole body was wet with sweat, like the end of a strong crossbow.

Anyone who dodged in this stone formation for more than half an hour would be like him.

This stone henge is not very uniform, every time the strange army rises up, and sometimes falls unconventionally, or is blown away by arrows, and the strange appearance of all kinds of craggy is caused by the magical powers of the Fengtian cultists.

Every time Heijin thought about it, he forced Lu Baichuan to flee for his life. At first, he just wanted to quickly solve Lu Baichuan and support others, but gradually found that his body was strange, and he had the heart to win.

But more than half an hour has passed, and Lu Baichuan is still alive, which makes him irritable.

He was determined to end the game, and the entire stone henge suddenly writhed like seaweed, and then stretched out, transforming into hundreds or thousands of stone arms, like a thousand-handed monster, to catch Lu Baichuan.

Lu Baichuan shouted in shock: "If you come, hurry up and help!"

"Hehe, this Lord of the Fengtian Sect stays. A middle-aged fat man suddenly appeared outside the stone formation, his face was a little pale, because he had just cut his wrists to save people and let out a lot of blood.

Before Lu Baichuan was shot to death, the stone arm suddenly stopped.

Black Gold glanced lazily, "Who are you?"

"Under Dong Sheng," Dong Sheng smiled and took out a golden abacus and shook it, "People are called Chrysostom divine calculations, and they are played under the guise of self-righteousness, and everything is untrue, adults can give it a try? ”

"A child in the beginning realm of cultivation," Hei Jin sneered disdainfully, "Come to this troubled water, let me guess, you are also a thief of Yanshan, you are really one ant after another, and you can't kill them all." ”

"Neither ......" Dong Sheng shook his head with a smile, but the words behind him couldn't be spoken, because the black gold suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had risen from the ground in front of him, grabbing his neck like lightning. His face suddenly swelled purple, and the temptation or something else was rudely interrupted, and his eyes almost bulged out, and he barely opened his mouth, "You have been an orphan since you were a child...... Grew up in a mine...... When you were ten years old, your adoptive parents sold you to a mine owner...... Endure the hardships......"

Black Gold's eyes widened, "You, how do you know?"

"You were tortured, but you finally resisted, killed the mine owner and your adoptive parents, and fled...... You're sad and lonely......"

"Not at all!" said Black Gold coldly.

"At night, you can't sleep, and your adoptive parents' faces before they die often wake you up...... You also have a sister...... You killed your sister with your own hands......"

"How can I have a sister? I don't have ......" Hei Jin's eyes were slightly misty.

"You killed your sister, and you felt great pain...... Dong Shengqi was bleeding, his appearance was miserable, but his voice became more and more strange and ethereal, "However, this great pain has awakened your spirit, and you can't extricate yourself from the sea of pain." ”

As soon as Hei Jin's hand shook, he let go of Dong Sheng, covered his chest, and squatted down in pain.

"There is only one chance...... Dong Sheng hissed.