The paper master can pierce one spirit poetry sword, so can he pierce two spirit poetry swords?

Nature is entirely possible.

Zhang Ziyu withdrew his hand, propped it on the ground, and looked up at the Lingshi Sword in front of him, although his appearance and temperament were no different from what he remembered. But...... These can be faked.

What does it look like? She was originally a paper person, and she was whatever she wanted. Temperament? It can be disguised, and it seems very simple to the paper man.

He didn't seem to have any special means to make him sure that the Spirit Poetry Sword in front of him was the Spirit Poetry Sword.

The stone slabs under his feet are getting hotter and hotter, and the lawn outside has grown into a sword lawn, and those mythical birds and beasts are already close at hand.

Zhang Ziyu and Ling Shijian looked at each other, neither of them moved, Zhang Ziyu did not lean towards Ling Shijian, and Ling Shijian did not go over to help Zhang Ziyu.

In fact, Zhou Qiang's words were not said to Zhang Ziyu, but to Ling Shijian.

Because at this point, Zhang Ziyu is no longer qualified to be deceived.

What needs to be deceived is the Spirit Poetry Sword.

Is Zhang Ziyu in front of him real? Or is it fake? Or is it the shell of the paper man and the soul of Zhang Ziyu?

She wasn't sure.

She wasn't sure if he would be stabbed in the back after she saved him; What I dare not make up my mind is that if this Zhang Ziyu in front of me is a fake Zhang Ziyu, then where is the real Zhang Ziyu?

She originally had a way to determine the authenticity of Zhang Ziyu. Because Zhang Ziyu has her mana residue in his body, which is what she left when she helped him warm his body; There was her sword aura in the center of her eyebrows, which she had left for him to protect herself before she went to catch the mouse last time.

However, during this period of time, Zhang Ziyu transferred to the "Taiqing Self-cultivation Method", which is peaceful and most suitable for warming the body, but the quality of this exercise is too high, so she is domineering and transforms all her mana residues.

As for the sword qi, the eyebrows of Zhang Ziyu in front of him did not have sword qi.

Ling Shijian looked at Zhang Ziyu, her lips moved, she wanted to say something, but finally didn't say anything; She turned her head and looked inside the paper villa, her eyes searched among those fairy birds and beasts, and she suspected that Zhang Ziyu was still inside.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Zhou Qiang smiled.

"No matter how strong your Spirit Poetry Sword is, what can you do? Haven't you been played by me and deceived by me?

"And obediently enter the battle, go to the formation to find your little lover.

"As for this real Zhang Ziyu, he will hand it over to me to train well...... You will be satisfied. ”

He turned his head and looked into the courtyard, where the fast-flying Xingshi had already flown past the vermilion gate many times with the demon pestle, and the immortal riding the phoenix had already landed on the wall.

Those trees, those divine beasts, have come to the fore. At the front, it was a piggon with a horn.

Legend has it that the beast is good at distinguishing between right and wrong, and when it encounters a dispute, it will put its horns on the unreasonable and the liar.

"Pigg, pig......" Zhou Qiang asked in his heart, "whose body will your horns be on?" ”

Seeing that the pig was getting closer and closer, and the sharp horn was getting closer and closer, Zhang Ziyu suddenly took out an object from his pocket, held it up and asked Lingshi Sword: "How to use this?" ”

Ling Shijian saw that it was the messenger that Zhang Ziyu handed him before leaving.

Suddenly, the person in front of her took several steps in the direction of the truth, but she was still not sure, because it was also possible that the paper man master took it out of Zhang Ziyu after killing him.

"Instill mana." She said.

Zhang Ziyu asked again: "What should I do if my mana can't leave my body?" ”

There was a smile in Ling Shijian's eyes, and she said, "Wait for death." ”

"Won't you save me?"

Ling Shijian shook his head: "The person I like, he can always find a way." ”

The teleportation charm can't tell the real from the fake, but the mana can. As long as Zhang Ziyu's mana is out of his body, Ling Shijian can determine his identity.

A smile appeared on Zhang Ziyu's face, and he held up the communication talisman and closed his eyes.

When you follow the exercises, you absorb the aura from the heavens and the earth into the body. What if the exercises are reversed?

The last trace of mana in the dantian was pulled out, retrograde along the meridians, and appeared in the palm of the hand.

Mana poured into the messenger in the palm of his hand, and the messenger lit up, and the light was faint.

His voice was weak, and he shouted: "Shijian Shijian, I am Ziyu, I am Ziyu, please answer when you hear it, please answer when you hear it." over！ ”

The front hooves of the hedgehog had already stepped on the stone steps, and its horns were only a few feet away from Zhang Ziyu, but the smile on Zhou Qiang's face had already frozen.

"And that kind of thing?" He couldn't understand it.

Ling Shijian smiled, she walked over to Zhang Ziyu, squatted down, hugged him from behind with her right hand, took out the matching messenger from her pocket with her left hand, and replied: "I'm Shijian, I'm Shijian." I have received it. I have received it. over！ ”

"Roger." Zhang Ziyu said.

It was the shortest teleportation in history, and after the teleportation, the two talismans burned at the same time, igniting from the palms of their hands, scattering, and the ashes mixed in the air.

With the flame of the talisman's burning, a little white light lit up from Ling Shijian's body, and the white light expanded into a circular shield, protecting both her and Zhang Ziyu in it.

The horns of the pig hit the shield, as if the quality was not good, and it shattered. It was cut into confetti by sword qi.

"Purple Cloud Sword Technique" - Spring Breeze and Rain!"

One after another sword qi flew out of the body of the Spirit Poetry Sword, and through the shield, it flew into the air and the ground.

These sword qi are not like the previous sword qi that is as fine as a needle, like a cow's hair, like a drizzle, but more than three feet long, and they are all similar to the light sword.

The previous spring breeze and rain were all about separating a sword qi; This sword spring turns into rain, and every drop of rain is sword qi.

The sword qi flew out, a total of thirty-six ways, cutting the immortal birds on the top, killing the gods when they met the gods, and killing the immortals when they met the immortals.

"Boom......"

The colorless and transparent sword qi swept the heavens and the earth.

Zhang Ziyu was held by the Lingshi Sword, sat on the ground, looked up at the dark sky, and saw those divine beast cranes flying in the sky being pierced by the sword qi, and they all exploded into confetti.

Confetti scatters like fireworks. It's beautiful.

One by one, the fireworks opened, and the paper figures exploded.

Eventually, the courtyard fell silent.

But the battle was not over yet, and the thirty-six sword qi flew into the air again, closing together, forming a huge lightsaber, slashing towards the dark sky!

"Sa~~"

In an instant, as if Pangu had split the ancient chaos, this sword split the dark sky.

Heaven and earth are split!

It's like an eggshell cracking.

The jagged cracks "crunched" and spread, and golden sunlight shone through the cracks, like golden swords.

Splitting the heavens and the earth, the giant sword flew back and returned to the body of the Spirit Poetry Sword. The transparent film around the body also slowly dissipated.

The two looked at the sky, and the crack grew bigger and bigger, and the light grew brighter and brighter, illuminating the world of paper.

At a certain moment, it seemed that a soft "buzz" sound could be heard. The black eggshell that hung overhead shattered, and the sun shone in completely.

The sky was blue, and clouds like cotton were piled up in the sky.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was approaching the western mountains, blooming with ten thousand golden rays, dyeing the nearby clouds golden.

After the black "eggshell" shattered, confetti drifted down from the sky as if it was snowing.

Zhang Ziyu watched the "snowflake" fall to the ground and found that the ground was overgrown with weeds and shrubs, which clearly looked like a wilderness.

Looking left and right, the paper villa is still there, but only the ancient building made of paper in the middle and the wall and gate made of paper outside are left.

The rest of the flowers and trees, fairy birds and beasts, rockeries, fake water, and fake bridges have all become confetti and spread on the ground.

This paper villa, in the wilderness outside the riverside villa area, I don't know how much effort and time the paper master spent to build it.

After looking around, he retracted his gaze, only to find that Ling Shijian was still holding herself, her right hand was on his right shoulder, and his left shoulder was resting on her soft right chest.

went to see her, and saw that her face was red and fluttering, but she was still pretending to look at the paper snow in the sky.

He stared at her beautiful face for a long time, until she couldn't hold it anymore, and then said, "Help me out first, it's really bad luck here." ”

What is a paper house used for? Burn to the dead.

"Hmm!" Ling Shijian answered, lowered his head, and the brim of his long baseball cap blocked his crimson face.

Ling Shijian helped Zhang Ziyu out of the paper villa, went to the car, opened the driver's door, let Zhang Ziyu sit on his side, and searched in his coat pocket and trouser pocket, and found a bottle of pill and a few patches of ointment.

The pill is for the treatment of internal injuries and is given to Zhang Ziyu. Zhang Ziyu reversed the exercises, and the meridians were not lightly injured.

…… The normal release of internal qi is definitely not a reversal exercise.

The ointment was used to treat trauma, and Zhang Ziyu's tattered clothes were taken off directly and applied to him.

The last time she took off her clothes and applied ointment to Zhang Ziyu, Zhang Ziyu was in a coma the whole time, and she still felt shy; This time, when Zhang Ziyu was awake, she only felt that Zhang Ziyu's body was hot, and her face was hot, and her body always felt soft.

Fortunately, there was a baseball cap in the way, so that her face would not be exposed to Zhang Ziyu's hot gaze, and she would not completely soften.

The air was so quiet that it always felt strangely scary.

"It's a pity......," she said aloud, her throat was itchy and she coughed twice, and continued, "It's all paper people, paper people, and they are still nowhere to be seen." ”

The beautiful woman in front of her looked like a flower and jade, smelled like an orchid like honey, her breath was hot, and she bandaged her wounds gently and skillfully, if it weren't for Zhang Ziyu being slashed twice and losing blood, the difficulty of blood boiling increased, he would definitely have made a mistake...... Or rather, "the right thing to do".

Fortunately, Lingshi Sword spoke up and pulled him back.

"Ahem!" Zhang Ziyu drained the yellow waste in his brain and began to think normally.

He looked up, looked at the scraps of paper that were still in the sky, and shook his head: "No......"

He asked, "I just entered the immortal cultivation realm, so I don't understand it very well. But you know for sure. To operate so many paper figures at the same time, it is also to cast illusions, arrange formations, and operate multiple lines, is the casting distance of the caster arbitrary, or is there a limit? ”

Ling Shijian's hand to bandage the wound paused, she reacted, and muttered: "If it's just a paper person, or if the soul is sealed, then he can manipulate it at will." Just like Zhou Qiang.

"But this time, there are so many paper figures, many of them have not sealed their souls, and there are illusions and formations. If you want to ignore the distance, at least you have to be a Great Yan Realm Great Cultivator. ”

"He's just a little monk in the realm of self-cultivation." Zhang Ziyu looked around, surrounded by dense jungle, only the sound of birds, and no human figures, but he said, "So, he is nearby!" ”

It's nearby......

Ling Shijian looked to the left, and over there, it was the villa area.

She was led to the villa area, and in that Western-style villa, there were five paper figures.

If the paper figure is nearby, then in order to reduce the difficulty of casting spells, the paper figure must be in between the Western-style villas in the villa area and the paper villas outside the villa area.

She bandaged Zhang Ziyu's wound, took the spare coat in the back seat of the car and put it on him, and then used her body to slowly take off.

Zhang Ziyu leaned on the back of the driver's seat, closed his eyes and analyzed with Ling Shijian:

"He had lost so many paper figures at one time, and as a Cultivation Realm cultivator, it stands to reason that he should have been injured. Internal. ”

The Lingshi Sword flew to a height of more than ten meters and searched carefully between the two villas.

"The paper figure he usually operates is Zhou Qiang, and it is inferred that he is most likely a man."

"He's injured, and his breath is probably unsteady."

Ling Shijian closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Soon she heard!

Not far away, a man with an unsteady breath.

She opened her eyes and saw that there was a black BYD parked under the fence outside the villa area.

Through the car window, you can see an old man with a thin body and a stooping body.

Old......

Yes, what happened to Zhou Qiang and Xu Wei should have happened a long time ago; As a cultivator of the Self-cultivation Realm, the Paper Man Master can also be so difficult, he must have been in the Self-cultivation Realm for many years; The paper figure is indeed an old man.

Plus the aura changes over there......

She was sure, and a sword aura appeared in her fingertips.

"Whew!"

She pointed at the old man in the black car, and the sword qi flew over, piercing through the glass, and instantly penetrating the old man.

But...... He was about the same as he had been vigilant, and Xuan Zhi avoided the vital position, and the sword qi passed under his shoulder.

He's not dead!

"Buzz!"

The next moment......

The black car started with a burning tire and rushed out.

"Chase!"

Lingshi Sword shouted coldly, and then summoned the light sword, and Edgeworth chased after him.

"Poetry Sword!" But Zhang Ziyu called her in time!

At this time, the sun was setting, and at five or six o'clock in the afternoon, it was just the time to go home from work, and there were many pedestrians on the road.

She chased her out like this, what kind of explosive news should it be? I'm afraid it's going to be hard for the authorities to block it.

Ling Shijian reacted, quickly put away the sword, jumped down from the air, and landed with a "bang", causing two deep footprints to appear on the ground.

"Girl's good knees." Zhang Ziyu praised.

Ling Shijian ran over and skillfully opened the co-pilot's door.

"Can you still drive?" She asked.

"Fasten your seatbelts!" Zhang Ziyu only said.

"Hum~"

The car started, accelerated, and rushed out of the villa.

As the sun set, the soft light that was red and yellow shone on the road outside the riverside villa area, one black and one white, and the two cars rushed out in a minute.

Under the soft yellow light, a gentle breeze blows, blowing a few pieces of confetti.

The door to the villa suddenly opened, and out of it came a man with a peaked cap.

He walked to the confetti, looked at the car that had no movement for a while, looked down again, looked at the confetti under his feet, and then turned left and walked in the direction of the paper villa.

He quickly came to the location of the paper villa, pushed the door in, stood on the stone steps where Zhang Ziyu had fought, and looked carefully into the villa.

After looking for it for a while, he saw a mourning stick in the pile of confetti. He was overjoyed, and was about to pick it up when he suddenly heard a voice......

"Please, kill me!"

He hurriedly looked over and saw a blue-faced woman with no hands crawling out of the ancient paper house.

Startled, he took two steps back, and was about to turn and run away.

But, in the end, he didn't.

He turned back to look at the blue-faced woman who was coming by snake, and after a moment's hesitation, he looked up at the slowly setting sun, revealing his face hidden under the brim of his hat.

…… Zhang Sai!

He, the general manager of Shushan Iron and Steel, has a house in the Binjiang villa area.

"Why not?" He laughed.

When the sun went down, there was no light, and his face became dim again, and he couldn't see clearly.