The duel of spiritual power is not only about the foundation, but sometimes thinking and martial arts are also the key to determining victory or defeat.

Meng Xiaopao has never learned martial arts, and his biceps are not even a few taels, although his thinking has kept up with the pace, defeat is inevitable after all.

The long knife did cut off a lot of white silk made of spiritual power, but she was still a little backward in terms of spiritual power, and her martial arts were even more dish-ready.

The person who controls Bai Aya's technique can be described as extremely skillful, and Bai Aya's seemingly simple winding, but the trajectory of the winding is not one-way.

White silk is not a circle winding, it is an almost spherical staggered winding.

Meng Xiaopao was fully wrapped in white silk, and the road to heaven and earth was blocked, not only that, but Bai Aya also had a winning point, and every time he swung a knife and chopped on it, it was particularly thick.

The thick equivalent is consumption, and the thick white silk chopping consumes the spiritual power in the body even more.

Bai Aya fully invaded, and Meng Xiaopao was finally exploited by Bai Aya due to an oversight under his feet.

When Bai Aya reached her feet, she immediately split into two forks, and the forks were like a spirit snake instantly wrapping around her ankles.

The feet were bound, and the spiritual power hurriedly parted ways to rescue the feet, and the spiritual power turned into a blade to rush to the rescue, and suddenly the white silk on the top of the head made it worse again.

The most fragile neck of the body is controlled, the neck is entangled, and the lifeblood is restricted.

was grabbed by the neck, and there was still a trace of panic in my heart.

The spiritual power that went to rescue the feet quickly returned, and the only remaining spiritual power in the body began to gather collectively, and the mind was secretly mobilized to rescue the target and neck.

The thought is shorter than a breath.

The spiritual power turned into sharp jagged teeth and rushed out from the neck, only to shatter the white silk that bound the neck.

Meng Xiaopao's thinking is already fast, and all countermeasures are not sluggish.

However......

The owner who freed Bai Aya was even quicker than her.

She controlled the sharp sawtooth to rush out of the skin and slash directly at Bai Aya, but she couldn't hide the thunderbolt, and before the sawtooth touched Bai Aya, Bai Aya turned into a saw sheath one after another.

The saw sheath tightly and seamlessly covered all the saw teeth, and the moment the blade returned to the sheath, the saw sheath suddenly shrank violently.

Everything was so fast that it was unsuspecting, and the contraction of the saw sheath directly shattered the small splash of sawtooth into powder.

The remaining spiritual power was consumed by the other party, and the confrontation time was very short, and he was completely defeated in this short period of time.

The spiritual power in the body was exhausted, and now there was no power to resist, but what was surprising was that the spiritual power saw sheath imprisoned on the neck suddenly dispersed.

Although the danger was removed, there was a problem with the state of mind.

The first independent battle since cultivation has been held, but the results are miserable.

I thought that the cultivation of the Pulse Washing Realm was already very high, at least it was a top-notch existence in this world, but at this time, this battle was a big hit.

What's wrong with the Pulse Washing Realm, the Pulse Washing Realm will still lose, and the loss is ugly.

I don't even know who the other party is, so it's not an invisible slap in the face.

I wanted to run away in shame, but I felt that I shouldn't run away from myself like this, defeat is defeat, defeat is shameless, shameful defeat is defeat but dare not face it.

It's just a rockery, and you can see who the winner is when you step over it, and no matter what the posture of the victor is, at least you can't leave a permanent shadow because of this.

Cultivation pays great attention to the state of mind, and if the state of mind is broken, cultivation will be crippled.

The battle is over, and the results should be faced calmly.

……

Meng Xiaopao walked towards the hot springs behind the rockery, but some things still depend on the opinions of both parties.

Gu Wangchen was covered by a wet white thin shirt, and he seemed to be able to see all of the actions of Meng Xiaopao's recourse, and his back was lonely and cold in wet clothes.

At this time, there was a person kneeling behind him, and he didn't look back, he transmitted the spiritual power of the person who knelt on one knee behind him with a sense of loneliness:

"I'll leave it to you here, and you can mention it a little if necessary."

"Yes, my subordinates will definitely consider it."

Zirui also responded with spiritual power, and after listening to it, Gu Wangchen looked up at the sky that seemed to be about to light up.

From behind him, his body almost melted into the sky in front of him, and the two complemented each other, only loneliness and indifference.

Lonely Dust stood silently for only a few breaths, and then he closed his head and quietly left.

When he was instructed, he had to do things actively, and Zirui quickly took off his coat and silently disappeared into the spring.

As soon as the leisurely soaking spring posture was placed, the figure of Meng Xiaopao had already stepped forward.

It's just a rockery, and it doesn't take long to get around.

After Meng Xiaopao came in, he continued to move forward step by step, and the gap between the picture and the imagination was quite large.

The naked bathing figure in my mind did not appear, and what entered the eye socket was a beautiful man dressed in a bath.

For this kind of good-looking man, there are actually not many adjectives in his mind.

His clothes were soaked and clinging to his strong chest, and he couldn't tell his specific height because he was sitting in the spring, but the exposed upper body was enough to show his heroic appearance.

The appearance is sunny and calm, and the age is about the same as that of Lonely Forgotten Dust, only about twenty-three or four in terms of physiognomy, but this does not represent the real age.

It's like Lonely Forgotten Dust, who is already twenty-six years old, but his face doesn't show his age so much.

For the handsome guy, he has really trained an iron heart now, and he is all nurtured by his peerless appearance.

At this moment, the handsome guy is not making any waves in his heart.

After looking at each other for a long time, he was silent, and it seemed that he had to say hello first:

"You were the one just now?"

The meaning is not difficult to understand.

Zirui rested on her arched knee with one hand, and splashed the water with the other, her posture relaxed and obvious:

"The immortal envoy's words are really redundant, is there a third person here?"

Without looking at his somewhat proud expression, and ignoring the deliberate word immortal envoy in his words, his eyes were removed, and his mouth was lukewarm:

"In this case, I won't beat around the bush, you can soak in the hot springs at will in the palace, presumably your relationship with the prince must be not shallow, I just want to ask you one thing, your cultivation is the king's guidance?"

Zi Rui wanted to tease and tease Meng Xiaopao again, but a dangerous aura suddenly came from his perception, and he sighed secretly in his heart, and his proud posture was put away.

The sunny temperament is relieved, and the words are full of gentleness:

"Actually, I'm just curious, the immortal law was brought by you, so wouldn't your cultivation be heavenly, but who knew that the result was too unexpected.

It has been nearly two months since I received the guidance of the prince to break through the Pulse Washing Realm, and I wanted to risk my life to test the cultivation of the immortal envoy, but I didn't expect the result to be so shocking.

In other words, does your cultivation not match your identity a little bit? How is a paper tiger a dignified immortal, I, a newcomer to breakthrough, can defeat you.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out. ”

Zi Rui endured the coercion released by someone who was secretly cautious, and had no choice but to finish all the tasks he had assigned in one go.

felt that the coercion of the deliberate reminder suddenly disappeared again, but he didn't dare to relax in his heart, who knows if he himself disappeared with him.

He didn't dare to relax in his heart, and raised his eyes to look at the person standing in front of him.

She looks really annoying, but she is a little too short, and the women in the Cangsheng Continent are all tall, but she doesn't have that sense of tallness.

Short and thin, if it weren't for the proud protrusions of some parts, it would really look like bean sprouts at a glance.

The figure is well-deserved to be both small and hot, no wonder the prince can't extricate himself.

This kind of woman who makes people feel protective at a glance is really popular.

Zirui's long-term probing with perspective made Meng Xiaopao secretly a little guarded, wondering if he wanted to take this opportunity to kill his immortal envoy.