It was the first time Jiang Manyin had encountered such a disgusting person, and he actually wanted to use people as materials for refining medicine, which was simply naked disgusting and threatening.

The person who was kicked over the ground by Jiang Manyin did not have the pain and wail as imagined, but got up with a backward turn, his smile became more and more obscene, looking at Jiang Manyin's graceful posture, his eyes couldn't wait to reveal a light, "Ouch, the little lady is really good-looking, if you are also trained to become Yao, I believe that my ability to take pills will be increased tenfold, I can't let you go today, otherwise I will be blind to my hard work!"

Jiang Manyin frowned tightly, the person in front of her was so obscene, according to his current observation, it should not be one, mainly a person who cultivates immortals.

"Hugh is talking nonsense! I'm going to teach you a good lesson about this foul mouth today!" Jiang Manyin snorted coldly and took out his guqin, and then put it on his lap and began to play it frantically.

The melodious and melodious melody came with the sonorous sound of thousands of troops, as if to devour people alive.

Reluctantly, this immortal cultivator, dressed in a white robe, looks like a fairy, but in fact, his face is obscene, and the words he says are also foul language, which is unbearable, and now he sees that the little girl in front of him has two brushes, and with a lewd sneer, he pulled out his long sword and stabbed at Jiang Manyin.

Jiang Manyin naturally knew that the sword blade of spiritual power had already shot towards her, but she was still very stable and did not panic at all, because she knew that as long as she kept calm, no matter how sharp the sword blade was, she would not be able to easily hurt herself, after all, this body of her was made by Jin Lian, and it was impossible for her to be destroyed so easily.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Manyin wanted to set the half of the cake filled with the sharp sword blade filled with spiritual energy, when it flew towards him, he quickly insured, and used all his spiritual power to resist him, and there was not a trace of attack power falling on her body at all.

The greasy immortal cultivator in front of him, seeing the little girl in front of him, actually had such skills, and couldn't help but sigh that this beautiful little lady in front of him was so powerful, but now that he saw it, he would never give up easily, this is really a good container for refining medicine, and it must not be damaged or lost, otherwise his medicine will not be refined.

"I can't imagine that the beautiful little lady still has two brushes, but you are so brutal to resist my attack, can you resist it in the end? After all, you can't treat us like straw bales, can you?" After the obscene immortal cultivator finished speaking, he waved the flying sword in his hand into the air, and there were words in his mouth, and the sword in his hand in the next second stabbed towards Jiang Manyin with countless flying swords.

And this time, the speed is a vague existence that can't even see the shadow, how easy is it for Jiang Manyin to stop him?

But even so, Jiang Manyin didn't mean to panic at all, which made the obscene immortal cultivator itch in his heart, why was the woman in front of him not chaotic at all? Could it be that he was really sure to resist such a powerful attack of his own? No, this is impossible, in the past hundred years, no one or a monster has been able to easily destroy his powerful moves.

Jiang Manyin just hooked his lips, feeling that he was a little ashamed, Jiang Manyin's spells that had rested for so many years could naturally understand at a glance what this obscene person in front of him was thinking.

Don't you just feel like you can't break his moves? However, there is nothing in the world that is impossible to break, as long as you can find a way to break it, you can still solve it, so nothing is absolute.

Jiang Manyin also watched a number of flying swords stabbing towards him, and he didn't panic at all, and immediately put his guqin in front of him, and played it vertically, and the posture of playing this play has the charm of playing the pipa, and I feel that there is a taste of ambush on all sides when I talk about it, but Jiang Manyin knows that this is also a skill of the state of mind, and what she holds in her hand is the guqin strings, not the pipa, so it is impossible to play the taste of ambush on all sides, just that he can use the guqin to play the battlefield momentum.

"Bell, bell...... Knock knock knock...... ......

At this time, the depth of love is no longer as soft and peaceful as usual, but there is the momentum of thousands of troops galloping past, and the clattering of weapons

The sound of colliding together, and the sonorous sound of the fighters.

The momentum of these thousands of troops and horses hit head-on, forming a powerful air current, forming a certificate in front of Jiang Manyin, and in that instant, it seemed that countless thousands of troops and horses had been conjured, riding war horses with weapons, running sideways as if to make money, killing thousands of enemies, and defending the country.

Under this powerful momentum, this demon hunter's trick is not worth mentioning at all, and his countless sword qi are all in the midst of this super strong knight, all of which have been turned into pieces.

"Bang ......"

In the momentum of thousands of troops and horses, there is the reputation of war horses, and there are also the voices of thousands of soldiers sonorously and effectively defending the country.

So in the midst of a crackling sound, countless arrows were all tortured into pieces by these crazy warriors, and some of them were even mutilated, and they couldn't be found at all.

The immortal cultivator felt incredible when he saw this scene, his eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "No, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how can such a situation occur? How could it be possible to dissolve all my tricks, there has never been such a situation in more than a hundred years, how can it be like this now, I can't accept it, I absolutely can't accept it, damn stinky woman, today I will let you bury them!"

The immortal cultivator's trick is that the sword turned into countless sword qi, and the sword spirit failed in the battle with Jiang Manyin, so it naturally turned into fragments, and gradually naturally ceased to exist, which is why this immortal cultivator is so angry, that is to say, he must have lost his opinion, that is his most beloved magic weapon, and the culprit is still the woman who met for the first time in front of him, how could she easily stop? So angrily used his trick and took out what he had learned all his life, it turned out to be a black porcelain bottle, Jiang Manyin looked at the black porcelain bottle and laughed contemptuously, thinking that it was just a trick, what could he do to himself?

"Stinky Huazi, don't laugh at me, you can't easily deal with this magic weapon, he has spent thousands of miles of my hard work to condense into a thousand miles of red, everything on the stand can not be picked up from the king of Hades, I advise you to obediently tie your hands and capture, don't wait until a while, the pain is rolling around in the ground through the roar and then begging me for mercy, at that time I will not be so kind to give you this chance, after all, you dare to destroy my sword, it is simply bold, I originally wanted to ask you to take it back to practice medicine, But if you die, I can still use it to refine the medicine, but the effect is just a loss, but this does not prevent me from giving you the most beautiful pill in the world!"

The immortal cultivator frantically and wantonly ripped off the stopper of the black porcelain bottle in his hand, and a thick black smoke spread in the air, Jiang Manyin saw this black smoke, and felt that things were not very simple, but it was not as difficult as imagined, and he quickly played the Ninghua Guqin to stabilize the situation quickly.

As an excellent demon hunter, reading alchemy one or practicing calligraphy to save people Jiang Manyin has studied seriously from beginning to end, but it is just some of the evil deeds of this loose cultivation, and it is just a deviation, how can he really do anything to himself?

The protective barrier conjured up by Jiang Manyin playing the piano is indestructible and invulnerable, not to mention that this little black venom can't teach Jiang Manyin how to do it at all?

So the obscene and greasy immortal cultivator in front of him watched his black mist fill the air, forming countless small balls to attack Jiang Manyin's golden protective barrier, but he found that it had no effect at all, and he couldn't break through Jiang Manyin's remaining barrier at all.

In the protective barrier, Jiang Manyin was still playing her guqin seriously, she suddenly felt that her ancient music still needed to be cultivated, after all, if she always played these old music scores, it would not have a certain attack effect, it seemed that she had to create a more powerful qin killing technique to be able to eliminate all these evil things, otherwise it would be her own sin to let them run rampant in this world.

Suddenly, the little black balls of the black fog all slammed and shattered in a burst of melodious and pleasant piano sounds, and the broken sound was as fierce and miserable as the broken human heart.

The immortal cultivator in front of him couldn't believe what was happening in front of him, he looked at his double

The hand was actually soaked with red venom at this moment, "Impossible, this is impossible, this is not my poison, how can I be harmed? It can't be absolutely impossible to be my poison, my poison is black, it can't be red?!"

Jiang Manyin smiled contemptuously, he was about to die, and he didn't admit that the obscene cultivator in front of him had already sucked the venom into it, and it would naturally change different colors according to different physiques.

"Okay, you don't have to deceive yourself, you know in your own heart what kind of composition your venom is, if it is contaminated, it will transform into different colors, and this color is still determined according to your physique, and now your hands have been soaked with red venom, it means that you have been poisoned by your own black poison, why should you deceive yourself here? Isn't it good for him to accept the facts?" Jiang Manyin's simple words of murder and punishment belittled the obscene immortal cultivators as useless.

"Impossible, impossible, I have spent my whole life refining poison refining the most powerful elixir in the world, how could I be stupid enough to be hit by my own venom? It must be you who coaxed me......" As soon as the immortal cultivator finished speaking, he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and this blood was actually black, and he could no longer argue at this moment.