Seeing Zhao Shaoqing rushing towards him, the purple-haired demon dared to stop in place, and hurriedly continued to retreat. In fact, Zhao Shaoqing was also a blind cat who met a dead mouse, she couldn't tell which of the three figures in her consciousness was the main body, but she didn't expect him to show his feet.

Zhao Shaoqing's Xuan Qi was whirring, and the sword under his feet was absolutely stunning, and every time he stepped down, a sword light flew backwards, and Zhao Shaoqing became faster under the rebound of the sword light.

"Get out of here!"

The purple-haired demon let out a loud shout, and his originally slender and smooth palm became dry, and a few purple claws that were torn out collided with the sword qi that Zhao Shaoqing had slashed in.

Zhao Shaoqing puffed out his cheeks, his eyes rolled, and he slashed out another sword.

A bland sword light turned into four in front of the purple-haired demon, completely enveloping the purple-haired demon, and there was nowhere to escape!

Seeing this, the purple-haired demon screamed badly, and suddenly let out a roar, and countless ghostly lights torn out by the claws in his hands formed a net of heaven and earth, and Zhao Shaoqing's strange move was actually resolved by him.

"Awesome!"

Zhao Shaoqing had to take a look at the demon in front of him, the demon in front of him was almost as good as her, but he had extremely high experience in dealing with the enemy, and it was not easy to deal with.

The purple-haired demon stared at Zhao Shaoqing, who was getting closer and closer to him, and felt a little impatient in his heart, he was not too good at fighting people head-on, but now the three soul chasing nails in his hand were contained, and he couldn't control them again, did he really want to face the sword cultivator head-on?

In this world, what can't be confronted head-on is boxing cultivation, followed by this fierce sword cultivation, the purple-haired demon is not stupid enough to really face Zhao Shaoqing head-on.

Seeing the purple-haired demon who kept retreating, Zhao Shaoqing quickened her pace, her eyes were full of coldness, and in her divine sense, figures from two other directions rushed towards her at great speed.

Do you want to use your clone to stop your steps? Zhao Shaoqing, with his hands together, a spirit sword formed by the convergence of spiritual energy appeared behind him, and dozens of spirit swords formed a swimming dragon and attacked towards the two clones.

Zhao Shaoqing was shocked, and a terrifying chill came out of Zhao Shaoqing's body, Zhao Shaoqing held the Chill Cry Sword, and rushed forward in a spiral rotation, less than a hundred meters away from the purple-haired demon, his toes lightly tapped on the messy ground, and the ice spread from under his feet.

The purple-haired demon snapped into his tongue, awakening himself from the shocking scene, and he jerked his feet up into the air.

"This is the moment we have been waiting for!"

Shout!

An astonishing burst of sword qi accompanied by the spiritual explosion of Zhao Shaoqing's legs struck from behind the purple-haired demon.

"I'm not reconciled!"

The purple-haired demon's eyes were red, and the Xuan Qi on his body was urged to the limit, forcibly twisting his body around, grabbing Zhao Shaoqing's weeping sword with one claw, bursting out with sparks.

"Sleep!"

A voice appeared behind the purple-haired demon like a nightmare, and the purple-haired demon's face was full of disbelief, he had clearly blocked the attack in front of him, but why did this nightmarish voice come from behind him.

A flesh-piercing sound reached the purple-haired demon's mind, and the purple-haired demon spat out a mouthful of blood, and in disbelief, he saw the tip of the sword emerging from his chest.

The purple-haired demon on the front, his claws gripped the weeping sword fiercely, while on the back, Zhao Shaoqing held the weeping sword, and a sword pierced the purple-haired demon's heart.

When the purple-haired demon blocked Zhao Shaoqing's sword, Zhao Shaoqing used the unique technique "Extra-spiritual Law Body", which she had never used and had not been practicing for a long time. The exercises taught by the old gentleman are wonderful for Zhao Shaoqing, especially this "Extra-spiritual Law Body" can condense the spirit body in the body, for Zhao Shaoqing's sword cultivation, it is not too easy to use with his "Thousand Miles Sword Immortal Technique".

There are three stages in the unique exercise "Extra-Spiritual Dharma Body" taught by the old gentleman, the first stage is the spirit body, which can use the aura in the body to give birth to its own spirit body, and the second stage can condense the spirit body that can move freely, just like Zhao Shaoqing, the spirit body who suddenly stabbed the knife from behind the purple-haired demon. In the third stage, a human-like entity can be condensed.

Now that Zhao Shaoqing has reached the second stage of cultivation, there will be a scene of stabbing the purple-haired demon from behind. When Zhao Shaoqing reached the third stage, it meant that she would be able to have countless Dharma Bodies, and she alone would be an army.

"It's back!"

Zhao Shaoqing snorted lightly, floated behind Zhao Shaoqing and stabbed the knife's law body, stuck out his tongue towards Zhao Shaoqing, and reluctantly returned to Zhao Shaoqing's body.

"Naughty ghost!"

The most interesting thing is that for Zhao Shaoqing, this exercise is like raising a child. The first stage is to conceive in October, the second stage is to be a child, and the third stage is to grow up.

Zhao Shaoqing set his eyes on the purple-haired demon who was lying on the ground and had lost his breath, and shook his head gently, this purple-haired demon thought she was smart, but it was a pity that she was too strong.

At the end of a battle, the happiest thing is to collect the spoils of the enemy, although Zhao Shaoqing only fell in love with the three spikes at first, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, who knows if there is anything good hidden in the fall ring of this purple-haired demon.

Using Xuan Qi to take out the pendant ring from the purple-haired demon's finger, Zhao Shaoqing casually erased the divine sense on it, and carefully probed, but it was a pity that there was nothing good in the pendant except for some middle and lower grade spirit stones.

After receiving the pendant ring, Zhao Shaoqing turned his gaze to the three spikes, the ninth-order spiritual weapon of Xuanpin, although it was not as good as these three mixed spirit beads. However, it is indeed a good thing for Zhao Shaoqing, who does not have many spiritual weapons!

"I don't know what's going on over there!"

Zhao Shaoqing cast her eyes on the constantly flickering light in the air, she was not too worried about the distant 'Su Xiaolian', she was worried about whether Ji Xin would be able to kill the monks of the Mahayana period and rise to the battle of the Mahayana period, Zhao Shaoqing could not intervene, and there was no way to intervene, so she could only pray that Ji Xin could return safely.

Countless swallow sounds came from afar and made Zhao Shaoqing shake his head slightly, for the scabbard, the aura is completely free of money, it can be used at will to extract the aura of heaven and earth for its own use, Zhao Shaoqing can now imagine the scene of the strong man with the scar being beaten by the scabbard and doubting his life.

"Little lady, you're running!"

The strong man with the scar grinned and stood in front of 'Su Xiaolian' with a mallet in his hand, and his face was a little hideous, as if in his eyes, this beautiful woman was already at his fingertips.

"If you obediently tie your hands and follow me, Lao Tzu will avoid fighting with you again, if you ruin your beautiful face, it will not be good!"

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'Su Xiaolian' didn't speak, of course, she didn't quite understand what the fierce man in front of her meant by what he said, but Zhao Shaoqing had already given her an order, and he had to kill him. Actually, she didn't really want to kill people yet.

The ice sword in his hand stabbed at the neck of the strong man with the scar, the ice sword made a crisp sound, and the ice sword formed by the aura of 'Su Xiaolian' burst suddenly, this strong man with a scar didn't know what kind of exercises he was practicing, but he could even resist such a sharp blade.

The scarred man let out a pleasant roar, the muscles of his right arm bulged out, and there was a hollow sound of bones grinding, and then he swung the huge mallet in his hand and smashed it down fiercely, without the slightest pity for the jade.

Click!

A towering giant tree that needed to be hugged by several people was broken by this mallet, and if Zhao Shaoqing was here, he would definitely be dumbfounded.

This huge mallet seems to be also a spiritual weapon, and for 'Su Xiaolian', who does not have any spiritual weapons, she is completely at a disadvantage.

"Sword Fight!"

Zhao Shaoqing and 'Su Xiaolian' are one, and Zhao Shaoqing's martial arts skills, 'Su Xiaolian' will naturally do too. The best thing for 'Su Xiaolian', who didn't have any spiritual weapons to defend himself, was to distance himself from the strong man with the scar.

'Su Xiaolian' turned into a black sword light, and her figure flickered around in the lush woods like a ghost. Under this faint blue light emitted by the plant, the strong man with the scar was entangled by 'Su Xiaolian' for a while.

"I'm so angry!"

Seeing 'Su Xiaolian' scurrying around in the forest, and even constantly releasing ice blades to harass himself, the strong man with the scar became irritable, waved the mallet in his hand high, and beat indiscriminately in the forest.

Zhao Shaoqing lightly touched his toes, turned into a black shadow and reappeared behind the scarred strong man, holding a cold long sword in his hand, which was formed by the ice crystal that Zhao Shaoqing quietly stuffed into her. She slashed with her sword in her hand, and the sound of piercing her body was the sound of her stabbing body.

It was pain, the scarred strong man's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly lifted the mallet and smashed it on the ground behind him, stirring up dust all over the sky, but Zhao Shaoqing had already disappeared behind him.

The strong man with the scar didn't expect that he would be injured by the woman in front of him, but it was a woman, an ant, something that should be under the crotch, and he actually scratched himself with a sword!

Roar!

The strong man with the scar suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, took a sensitive and heavy step, waved the mallet in his hand indiscriminately, and desperately crashed towards the big tree where 'Su Xiaolian' was standing.

Bang!

There was a shudder, and the leaves fell on the scarred man's body, and the tree fell slowly with a creaking sound under the pressure it shouldn't have.

Everything was so shocking.

'Su Xiaolian' hurriedly dodged, grabbed a handful of dark fruits from the tree and stuffed them into her mouth, and the chill on her body became more and more terrifying.

"Come on!"

The time of the whole world seemed to have stopped, leaving only the girl standing under the tree to chant in a low voice, and the aura between heaven and earth continued to surge towards the long sword in her hand.

A blue light appeared in Su Xiaolian's eyes, and an astonishing chill gathered from his body in the long sword in his hand, because the temperature was so low that he could even see the blue cold air coming out of 'Su Xiaolian's eyes and mouth to the surroundings.

Under this rich blue light, the strong man with the scar seemed to hear what 'Su Xiaolian' was saying.

"Yan returns!"

At the moment when the sword was drawn, the distance between the two sides seemed to be infinitely closer, and the strong man with the scar felt as if 'Su Xiaolian' was cut down in front of him, he held the mallet in his hand in a daze and wanted to resist, but it was too fast, this sword light had penetrated his body before he could breathe, as if he had broken through the limitations of time and space, ignoring the distance of dozens of meters.

Man is still standing tall with a mallet, but man is dead!