Qian Zhenyan shook her head secretly, she dared to challenge Si Ting naturally because she had now comprehended the five attributes to the Zhongcheng realm, whether it was the Void Sword Technique or the Five Elements Divine Fist, it was a very powerful and domineering attack technique, plus she also had the sound skill to confuse the Yuan Shen, and the more domineering group attack technique in the sound skill, plus the rune arrow, could make her invincible.

But Pingyao is different, although he and the other party are of the same level, they are nine layers and three layers, how can they compare?

Therefore, she took off the breath charm, walked behind Zhu Shihan with a moving step, and said in a low voice, "Zhu Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years, do you remember me?" ”

Zhu Shihan turned her eyes suspiciously, her face was not familiar, but the black and white eyes that were as clear as white mountains and black water seemed familiar, she carefully sensed the breath fluctuations on the other party's body, which reminded her of a person, that person was Qianzhen Yan who had failed miserably in the Immortal Competition!

In her life, she has never bowed her head to anyone and shouted to admit defeat, but in the Immortal Competition, she was forced to pass away, and she was terrified, and she had to shout to admit defeat to save her life.

But after all, when her gaze swept over Ping Yao, a touch of tenderness forced the shock in her heart, and she was silent for a moment before asking, "Do you want to help us?" ”

"Naturally!" Qian Zhenyan could feel the fluctuation of the aura on Zhu Shihan's body, from turbulent to calm. Although it was only a breath, the Yuan Force fluctuated greatly, which showed how strong the struggle in the other party's heart was. So I didn't open my mouth all the time, just waiting for the other party to take the initiative.

Zhu Shihan pursed her lips, looked at the demon cultivators crowded on the street, and finally nodded, "Thank you!" ”

Qian Zhenyan smiled at her gently, of course she didn't have to be grateful to Zhu Shihan, she just hoped that Zhu Shihan would come forward to stop Pingyao's stubbornness. It was up to her to fight Si Ting.

"Pingyao, she is my good sister who used to be in the Southern Wilderness, they can help us!" After Zhu Shihan made up his mind. is no longer entangled in personal grievances with Qian Zhenyan, and she can also see that the other party's cultivation is far away from herself, and they no longer have the possibility of a fair fight, so they naturally want to protect their lover first.

Hear her say so. Ping Yaohu glanced at Qian Zhenyan suspiciously. In the end, there was no opening.

Qian Zhenyan could see that he was not willing to accept his help, but he was not a reckless man, he knew how to judge the situation, and it was impossible to fight with Si Ting with the strength of the two of them at the moment, after all, the realm gap was there, and he didn't care about the help of the more than 3,000 little demon cultivators.

Seeing that Ping Yao stopped talking, Si Ting certainly saw the other party's intentions, and he didn't care. Anyway, these people are all below his level, and he is not afraid of anyone.

Think so. He waved his hand, and the three thousand minor repairs immediately retreated to the entrance of the street on both sides, leaving the entire street empty and becoming their battlefield.

The shopkeepers on both sides of the street looked bitter when they saw this posture, after all, this was just an ordinary street, and there was no formation protection, once a monk went to war, their shops would not be able to be saved.

Seeing the bosses, guys, and guests on both sides of the street fleeing one after another, Qian Zhen Yanjiao shouted, "You don't have to leave. After that, his body was slightly longitudinal, constantly flying over the entire street, and the array flag in his hand was constantly thrown, and one after another streamers were sprinkled and buried deep into the ground.

Everyone looked at her dumbfounded, although some people didn't understand what she was doing, but a demon who knew a little about the formation quietly reminded, "She is setting up a defensive formation to protect the house." ”

Hearing this, the owners of the shop were overjoyed, although some people were skeptical, not sure that this young nun would be a high-grade formation mage, but looking at her skillful posture and confident expression, after all, they were half-convinced, and did not all evacuate.

In the middle of the empty street, Si Ting's eyes kept following Qian Zhenyan's flying figure, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

When the last array flag sank into the ground, there was a sudden buzz over the entire street, and a transparent light curtain rose up, like a semicircular light mask, separating the entire street.

In Si Ting's deep eyes, a touch of depression finally appeared, he was a demon cultivator in the distraction period, and he could naturally see that this formation was at least above the fifth grade, and he didn't dare to take Qian Zhenyan lightly from the previous contempt to the current one, and even he didn't expect it to change so fast.

The purple shadow flashed, Qianzhenyan fell on the long street, and he looked at him directly, the wind suddenly rose, lifting her purple loose robe and long ink-like hair, which made her bright face like a bright moon in the sky, which made people can't bear to look away.

"Fellow Daoist, please!" Seeing that Si Ting was a little dazed, Qian Zhenyan's crisp voice sounded, and he slammed his fists to show his politeness before the battle.

Si Ting, who realized the gaffe, looked slightly, snorted coldly from his nostrils, shook his right hand, and a silver iron fan appeared in his hand, but he didn't attack, just stood there coldly, as if waiting for the other party to make a move.

Qian Zhenyan knew that he disdained to make a move because he believed that his cultivation was higher than himself, and he didn't talk nonsense, and after taking out the blue bow, he filled the bowstring with ten five-grade talisman arrows, and reminded while preparing to go, "Fellow Daoist, be careful!" ”

Si Tingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his eyes fell on the faint golden light flowing rune arrow, and it took a long time before his eyes sank slightly, obviously he had attached great importance to the Yuan Infant Female Cultivator in front of him, who seemed to be a big level weaker than himself.

With a whoosh, the talisman arrow flew out of his hand, straight through the air, and shot towards Si Ting's forehead.

His body collapsed slightly, and he flicked backwards, and after retreating a hundred meters, he didn't see how his footsteps moved, and his figure had disappeared in place, and he actually bypassed the talisman arrow, and rushed quickly and straight towards Qian Zhenyan on the opposite side.

His footwork is very strange, and his figure leaves an afterimage in the empty street, a bit similar to Ling Xu's footwork.

Qianzhen Yan's heart was slightly cold, the monk in the distraction period was really not something that she, a Yuanying monk, could contend with, and she was too careless. The mind turned slightly, and while controlling the rotation of the talisman arrow, he quickly drifted, and Ling Xu's footwork was transported to the extreme, avoiding Si Ting's strange body technique in time.

On both sides of the street, everyone was dumbfounded, and the two people who were fighting in front of them suddenly disappeared without a trace, all they could see was two afterimages, one black and one purple, constantly flickering, moving so fast that they couldn't imagine it, making them stunned. In the center of the ring, there was a golden rune arrow that kept spinning, as if chasing the black shadow, but it passed by him several times, and he couldn't get close at all, this scene felt a little funny and a little weird.

As time passed, the beads of sweat on Qian Zhenyan's forehead became more and more, and she knew in her heart that if she continued to escape, she would definitely lose.

In terms of physical strength alone, it is impossible for her to be stronger than the demon cultivator of the god stage; In terms of speed, the footwork of the two is not equal; In terms of Yuan Li, she naturally can't compare. Even if her spiritual power is higher than that of the demon clan, because she needs to separate a trace of control talisman arrows, it is not guaranteed to be stronger than Si Ting.

After all kinds of considerations, Qian Zhenyan gave up running, his body suddenly froze, he did not retreat but advanced, and his palms suddenly pushed, condensing all the yuan power and crashing towards the rapidly coming black shadow.

In the quiet space, Si Ting's cold laughter came out, he seemed to have expected Qian Zhenyan's intentions, but instead of advancing and retreating, he threw his right hand, and the iron fan was like a rainbow, colliding with Qian Zhenyan's palms.

With a bang, Qian Zhenyan felt an incomparably strong force hit her palm, and her bones cracked a few times, and the sharp pain came, and her palms were almost broken in pain, and she had to retreat quickly, while sacrificing the Earth Spirit Pill to resist the iron fan that was still pressing towards her.

Judging from the strength, Qian Zhenyan has already concluded that this iron fan is made of stainless steel and black iron, although the law level is not high, there are only six grades, but it is superior in material and extremely strong, just like a warrior with infinite strength, able to dry and decay, and destroy all obstacles that stand in the way!

Originally, he planned to lure her with her body, as long as Si Ting was against her, the quietly turning talisman arrow would take advantage of the situation to attack and detonate his body, but he had never been so cunning in this guy, and he actually saw through her intentions and quickly retreated, making her unable to guard against it, so she was on the way!

The pain in both palms was intense, as if it was about to break, Qian Zhenyan was drenched in cold sweat, but she had to fly back again, because when Tu Ling'er and the iron fan collided, Si Ting swept over again, forcing her to run the Ling Xuan footwork again to escape, but she didn't even have time to heal.

The sudden reversal of the situation made countless demon cultivators elated, cheering in unison, under the thunderous applause, Luo Qingzhu's eyes were slightly sunken, his fiery eyebrows were angry, and his thoughts moved slightly, and the coercion that belonged to the merger period was overwhelming, and he instantly shrouded more than three thousand demon cultivators, time and space were suddenly frozen, and a strong sense of confinement forced these little demon cultivators to move, and the sweat on their faces rolled down, all of which were shocked.

The audience was silent, even the sound of silver needles falling to the ground could be heard, and the sound of fighting in the middle of the street became louder and louder, and it was deafening.

In the center of the ring, Qian Zhenyan was still fleeing for her life, and the earth spirit pill and the iron fan were entangled with each other, colliding again and again, and the sound of banging was endless, crushing a lot of air, and also slowing down time for a short time.

Qian Zhenyan fell into defeat because of the severe pain of the almost broken palms, and he didn't think of a way to deal with it for a while, when he was anxious, he suddenly felt that the figure chasing behind him suddenly split into two, two into four, and four into eight, but in the blink of an eye, it was divided into eight figures, and immediately outflanked it from eight directions, and there was a great tendency to encircle, making it impossible to escape!

In his heart, he couldn't care about the scruples of not being able to show his treasure in the demon city, his mind moved slightly, and the Jinhua Bell hidden in the storage bracelet broke out of the air, and slammed into the figure that was surrounded in front of him.

Jinhua Zhong was shining with golden light, rushing over with a monstrous momentum, with a bang, the bell body collided with the black shadow, the black shadow was knocked into thousands of black dots scattered, and the sky was full of floating light, but it was just an incarnation. (To be continued.) )