Yang Xue had been paying attention to the situation on the other side, and when she saw the scene of the young Taoist priest arguing with the round-faced man, she was in a good mood, and her attack became even more violent.

I saw that the five-colored smoke Luo turned into a colorful finch and rushed towards the round-faced man, but the young Taoist priest was in a hurry to recover his mana, and he couldn't help for a while, so he could only throw out a few talismans, but it was not dangerous to the colorful sparrow.

After getting the spiritual flower sent by the Li family, Yang Xue spent a few days refining this five-colored Yanluo sacrifice to Cheng dù, which was comparable to the best magic weapon, and it had many wonderful uses, changing at will, and it was a headache magic weapon.

The red-haired man and another fellow Daoist had already discovered the situation here, but they were too busy to take care of themselves and couldn't be distracted to help, only to see that in front of them, the sky was covered with sword shadows, and the clothes on their bodies had already been pierced to tatters, and the magic weapons they drove were even more dim, as if they couldn't last long.

The red-haired man had already regretted it in his heart, if he had let the young man go just now, with the combined strength of the four of them, he would definitely be able to get rid of this great enemy, but now that he was facing two enemies at the same time, the situation was reversed.

Just when the red-haired man was uneasy, a miserable scream came from his ears, this voice was very familiar, and he didn't need to turn his head to know who made it, and he secretly said that the situation was not good.

It was the round-faced man who made the sound, and I saw that he was pressed down from the top of his head by a square seal with a grinding plate, he was dealing with the colorful sparrows, and he didn't notice it for a while, but he was successfully attacked by Yang Xue, and his body was pressed by the iron seal and his flesh and blood were blurred, and he couldn't distinguish his head and feet.

This iron seal is the muddy iron seal, and this is the second time it has been used since she got it, and it still hasn't disappointed her.

"Fellow Daoists spare their lives!"

The young Taoist priest was frightened, his face was panicked, the strength of the round-faced man was not below him at all, but he was killed so lightly, thinking that the mana in his body had not recovered, he was not an opponent. In despair, he couldn't care about his dignity as a foundation building monk, and begged for mercy loudly.

Where would Yang Xue listen to the other party's voice begging for mercy, and fanned it in her hand. A white line shot over.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent, the young Taoist priest was frightened, and at the same time, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, only to see him suddenly soar up and fly quickly in one direction.

"I want to escape, but there is no door"

Yang Xue saw that the young Taoist priest was about to escape, and immediately urged the Hun Iron Seal to chase and kill him.

The speed of the magic weapon was much faster than the speed at which the monk flew away, and I saw that the muddy iron seal came to the top of the young Taoist priest's head in the blink of an eye, and ran down.

The young Taoist priest only had time to look up, and the iron seal had already been crushed down. At this moment, a blue light flew out of the young Taoist priest's body, turning into a cyan light curtain, holding up the iron seal that was about to fall.

I saw that there was a faint shadow of a talisman in this blue light, which was slowly burning. Just wait until the rune burns out, and the curtain will disperse.

This spirit talisman is obviously a self-protective treasure, most of which was given by the elders of the young Taoist priests.

How could the young Taoist priest let go of such a great opportunity, and immediately slapped the storage bag on his waist five times, and summoned a bloodshot skull from it, and then he slapped his chest violently. Large balls of blood erupted from its mouth and squirted onto the skeleton.

The skeleton was stained with blood, and immediately came to life, a faint red light coming out of the hollow eye hole, and the mouth clicked to absorb the blood on the surface of the body.

Immediately afterwards, under the urging of the young Taoist priest. It swelled in size, and in an instant it became the size of a wheel.

"Go!"

As soon as the young Taoist priest urged the magic trick, he saw a skeleton as big as a wheel fly out, biting towards the muddy iron seal, and clicking a few times. actually bit a few tooth marks on the muddy iron seal, and if it goes on like this, it is really possible to be bitten by it.

Yang Xue: "Huh! With a sound, he immediately pinched out the word collection trick and recalled the muddy iron seal from the air, but the strange skull followed with a clench.

"Look for death!"

Although Yang Xue didn't know what this skull was, it was mostly an evil spirit or something like that, and she wasn't too worried about it.

Seeing that the skeleton abandoned the iron seal and bit it towards him, he immediately recited the nameless Dharma, and a silver lotus appeared in front of him, covering the swooping skeleton in it.

The silver lotus spun around, emitting a silver light, and the skull was trapped in the silver lotus.

The skeleton rushed left and right in the silver lotus, and when it saw that it couldn't open the silver lotus, it simply opened its mouth and bit it, and after going down, the silver lotus was bitten out of a gap, and it was not afraid of this Buddhist spell.

Yang Xue frowned, this skull is very strange, I am afraid that ordinary means will not be able to deal with it, as soon as I thought of this, my hands pinched again and again, and suddenly a puff of white silk appeared out of thin air, covering the skull, entangled it to death.

If you look closely, you will find that these white threads are transparent, but they only emit a glowing white light, so they look white.

"Condensation into silk!"

The young Taoist priest condensed, this 'water condensation into silk technique' is a means evolved after the use of water spells, which is powerful, far more powerful than ordinary spells, so it can be seen that this woman is not an easy person

These water filaments seem to be slender, but in fact, they are spells formed after the high condensation of spiritual water, and they are no less tenacious than ordinary magic weapons, and there are extremely large numbers, once they are entangled, they will be cut into minced meat in an instant.

I saw that the skull was struggling in the water, but it couldn't break free.

Seeing this, the young Taoist priest was desperate, knowing that there was no chance of victory, just now he forcibly drove the skull, consuming a large amount of essence and blood vitality, and only then did he recover the little mana that was consumed again, and as soon as his legs were weak, he saw a multicolored finch pounce.

"Poof! Burst! Two sounds, the young Taoist priest was pecked out of two holes in his head, and before he died, his eyes were still full of fear.

The multicolored finch grabbed the storage bag on the corpse, then flapped its wings and flew back into its owner's sleeve.

Yang Xue pinched the trick again and again, and the silk threads condensed by the spiritual water were fun, and the skull was wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside, and the scene inside was completely invisible.

She took out a few more forbidden talismans from the storage bag and stuck them to the skull until it didn't move anymore, then she breathed a sigh of relief, took out another wooden box, and put the skull in it, which she also sealed with the forbidden talisman.

After doing this, she looked to the other side.

At this glance, Yang Xue was immediately surprised, only to see that the sword cultivator man was looking at him with his hands on his chest, looking very leisurely, and his two enemies were already in different places at this moment.

"So fast!"

Yang Xue muttered to herself, remembering that she had killed one person first, but in the blink of an eye, the other party had destroyed two strong enemies one after another, or without her knowledge, these two people didn't even make a sound when they died.

Thinking of this, her heart was furious, if the person just now suddenly made a move on herself, would she be able to react?

This kind of silent method of taking people's lives is really terrifying, and they are so close that they don't notice it, is there really such a big gap between the strength of the monks in the later stage of foundation building and the early stage monks.

Yang Xue didn't dare to move, staring at the other party for a moment, her face full of vigilance, and at the same time she was carefully looking at the other party.

This sword cultivator man was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face was angular and angular, and he had a resolute aura, if in the words of mortals, he was heroic and extraordinary, such a man was the easiest to attract female cultivators, but his body was exuding a solemn aura of 'no one should approach' all the time, and he felt that if he was really close to the past, he would be cut into thousands of eight hundred pieces.

This combination of contradictions adds a mysterious color to this sword cultivator.

Yang Xue has never seen a person with such a temperament, as if she was born to kill, her spiritual eyes can see some things that cannot be seen by the naked eye, there is qi in the total, and there is evil qi and resentment that you usually see, as well as the unique qi in each person, these qi are formless and phaseless, but they are really stored in everyone's body, but ordinary people do not have evil qi and resentment.

And everyone is born from the moment they are born, and some monks who are good at observing qi and divination are used to judge a person's good fortune and fortune, which is usually quite effective.

Yang Xue has never practiced those divination techniques, so she can't judge whether it is a disaster or a blessing to meet the other party from the weather, if it is a disaster, it will be another big fight.

"I've seen you"

After being silent for a while, the sword cultivator man finally said in a cold voice, this cold voice spit out from his mouth, as if there was a strange rhythm, as if his voice was born like this.

Yang Xue's eyes opened, and she was a little puzzled, "What do you mean?" It seems that we have only met for the first time, but I can't remember seeing Taoist friends somewhere else."

In my heart, it is a strange way, when I was in the underground exchange, I used my spiritual eyes to see the other party's eyes clearly, and the other party couldn't have seen me, did I really see it somewhere else, but I didn't remember it?

"The smell of you, I have smelled in the underground exchange, you are the one who hit my back," the man said coldly.

"Smell"

Yang Xue was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, she had a natural body fragrance on her body since she was a child, but it was very light, not very close, and she would never smell it, so naturally she just bumped into this man, and he smelled it, really

I was depressed, and I was recognized by the other party in this way.

"It's really just an accident here, there is no other intention, if there is nothing to do, then I will leave in the next place" Yang Xue didn't want to stay with such a person who couldn't see through his strength, he felt that it was dangerous to stay longer, this is an instinct, a demonic instinct, usually only when he senses danger, it will be revealed.

She had barely taken a step when a voice came from behind her.

"Wait, I have something I want to ask Taoist friends for help," the sword cultivator said.

"Please forgive me for not agreeing, you and I don't know each other, even if I am willing to help you, I'm afraid you won't really trust you, it's better not to help than this"

Yang Xue refused without thinking about it, and made a hanging-like appearance, giving people a feeling of unreliability