Chapter 10: The First War

Qingpi stared blankly at the bamboo piece pierced into his lower abdomen, and forgot his movements for a while. Not only was he stunned, but the other four were also stunned. The fierce man who fell to the ground also forgot about it and continued to chase and cut the old beggar, but instead focused on this side.

An Yun secretly said in her heart that it was a pity, just now she used her divine sense to resist the sword, but the bamboo pieces were soft and bladeless, there was no spiritual power infusion, and the strength of the arm was too small, it seemed to have pierced the green skin, but in fact, it only pierced into three points, and even the flesh on his belly could not pierce it.

"Green skin?" One shouted tentatively.

Qingpi turned his head to look at him, then lowered his head to look at the bamboo slices, and stabbed at An Yun with a dagger. An Yun held the bamboo piece and pushed it away, narrowly flashing a knife in the chest, and his face became ugly.

"It's okay, skin trauma." Qingpi touched his belly, said a word to the man who shouted him, and then turned his head to look at An Yun: "This little girl is really spicy, but it's a pity that she is a little younger, and Lao Tzu's taste is not so heavy." ”

Seeing that he was fine, the expressions on the faces of the four of them relaxed. Among them, the man with a pair of triangular eyes thought for a moment and said, "This little girl can stab the green skin with a piece of bamboo, and this skill must have been taught to her by that fairy." Fortunately, she doesn't have a sword in her hand, and she's too young to have the strength, otherwise our brothers would have been on the iron plate this time. ”

When An Yun heard him say this, he hurriedly straightened his face and snorted coldly: "Since you know the relationship between me and Fairy Yao, I advise you to think twice." If you still want to harm our grandchildren's lives, I will let you see the power of the immortal family's swordsmanship. ”

"Immortal swordsmanship?" Qingpi laughed when he heard this, and deliberately straightened his injured belly: "Even if it's the Immortal Family Sword Technique, it's a pity that you can't play it." Since our brothers have made the first year of junior high school, they have to do fifteen, which will inevitably leave trouble, so you should die for me. Brothers, go together. ”

After he beckoned the others, he couldn't wait to pick up the dagger and stab An Yun headlessly. The others also knew that it was powerful, and if she was allowed to escape, they would be worried every day in the future, worried about being chased and killed by the immortals. Therefore, he didn't care if it was embarrassing for five big men to beat a little girl, so they picked up daggers and rushed towards An Yun.

An Yun dodged the dagger in front of him in a panic, feeling extremely sad and angry. These five scoundrels are so shameless, five big men have worked together to bully her little girl, is there any reason for heaven?

What's even more odious is that she is a Jindan Dacheng monk, who is full of ability, but she is forced into danger by a few ant-like mortals...... It's so ruthless, shameless, and vexatious.

She swung the bamboo knots in her hand desperately, stabbing the men several times, but she couldn't seriously injure them. A few splashes didn't care about the small injuries on their bodies, but saw that she could stab them with a bamboo knuckle at a young age, and she really cultivated the immortal swordsmanship in the future, so don't you settle accounts with them? As a result, the intention to kill her became more and more determined, and the dagger became more and more powerful.

An Yun relied on her flexibility and dodged the attack several times, but the Qingpi group became tighter and tighter, giving her less and less room to dodge. She was young and frail, she was already out of breath, she couldn't dodge, she was stabbed in the back, and she frowned in pain.

"Silly granddaughter, alas, if you can't stab into the flesh, you will cut off your wrists and ankles." A hoarse voice sounded faintly from a few people not far away.

An Yun looked at the sound and was suddenly a little speechless. She was a child here to the death, but the old beggar sat cross-legged on the ground and watched the excitement. I thought he was a mute, but he could speak.

The bystanders were clear, the authorities were confused, and the words of the old beggar woke up An Yun. When she cultivated in her previous life, she probably didn't do it herself, and often introduced the other party into the formation she had laid out, and used the formation to consume the opponent alive, but rarely fought close to others.

This time, she fought with people with bamboo joints in a panic, which was a loss of inexperience. Even the fighting skills that ordinary characters know, she never thought about it.

An Yun stabilized his body, closed his eyes and took a long breath, focusing all the strength of his body on the bamboo knot in his hand. The divine sense unfolded, capturing the flaws in the movements of several sword-wielding villains around him.

Suddenly, her eyes opened, and a hint of coldness flashed in her clear eyes. As soon as she looked up, the bamboo knot swung several times in a row along a strange trajectory, and several sharp and piercing whimperes were heard in the air, followed by the crisp sound of the dagger landing.

The five of them sat down on the ground together, either holding their ankles or holding their wrists, looking at An Yun standing in the middle with a shocked face.

After a while, An Yun also sat down on the ground abruptly, and the few swords just now had exhausted the spirit she had barely condensed. Now I feel that my whole body is weak and my head hurts unbearably, and my arms are trembling and I can't even hold the bamboo.

With the body of a mortal, she made the Taixuan Sword Technique, Mo said that she was a ten-year-old girl, and even a strong man could not withstand the huge load of her body.

The old beggar looked at the few people who had fallen to the ground, and the five wicked men were wailing incessantly, their right wrists were broken by bamboo joints, and three of their ankles were also broken, and blood was constantly oozing from the wounds they were holding.

An Yun just condensed the spirit of his whole body and swung out a few swords that used up all his strength, and the damage was naturally not comparable to before, and the hands and feet of these five people were completely useless.

"Why bother, why bother." The old beggar shook his head and sighed, stepped forward, and reached out to help An Yun up from the ground. Just as he was about to help her leave, An Yun weakly raised his hand and pointed at Qingpi.

The old beggar thought for a while, let go of his hand and walked back, took out the jade bracelet that Yao Wenyu gave to An Yun from Qingpi's arms, took it back and handed it to An Yun.

An Yun was tired and weak at this time, and let the old beggar help him turn around and leave. As soon as he walked a dozen steps, he heard a "buzz" behind him.

The two of them saw it clearly, and they thought that the five people had been abolished and there was no threat to their hands and feet, but the man with triangular eyes suddenly laughed fiercely, struggled to take out a few iron balls the size of jet black walnuts from his arms, and smashed them the stones at the feet of An Yun and the old beggar.

"If you scrap our brothers' hands and feet, do you want to leave so lightly?" Triangle Eye shouted in a resentful tone: "Try Lao Tzu's thunderbolt, let Lao Tzu cut off your hands and feet, and Lao Tzu will make you full of holes." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the iron ball hit the stone.

"Boom-"

A violent scorching wave of air rushed around, and the black smoke was mixed with thousands of fine sharp needles. Thousands of sharp needles were driven by the air waves, and they burst out in all directions with a sharp whistling sound.

The thunderbolt exploded right under the feet of the two of them, and An Yun and the old beggar bore the brunt of it, and they were instantly drowned in the black smoke densely covered with thin needles.

The five men were also swept away by the air wave and rolled on the ground a few times before stopping. They were far apart, and they were not hit too much, and when the fine needles of the burst stabbed them, they were already weakened, and the injuries were not severe. When the five of them saw An Yun and the old beggar wrapped in black smoke and couldn't see their bodies clearly, they all showed cruel smiles on their faces.

Before the smiles on their faces could unfold, a gust of wind blew across the flat ground, and black smoke swept away. Several people were stunned for a moment, and then they shivered, and two pairs of eyes as cold as knives stared at them coldly.