How strong is the Wind Spirit Root?

This question is not expected to be answered by Xie Zhengliu in the past, but now she knows it very clearly.

Very strong, stronger than she could have imagined!

Xie Zhengliu wiped away the blood that had spilled from the wound on his cheek, and was glad that he was glad that what he was wearing this time was the high-grade magic robe that Meng Fuwei gave her. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be directly torn apart by the other party's wind blade.

The pale cyan spiritual power surrounded Heyin, and he looked at Xie Zhengliu's embarrassed appearance now, and the contempt in his heart deepened again: "Senior Sister Xie is like this, can you continue to fight?" It's better for Senior Sister Xie to admit defeat quickly, so that you don't have to get hurt. ”

Xie Zhengliu didn't answer, she looked up at the plain-looking young man not far away, and she had already seen his inadequacy from the other party's eyes.

The person seems to dislike himself very much, but why?

Xie Zhengliu thinks that he is not a spirit stone, and he can't make everyone like it. But the other party obviously has nothing to do with her, why does he hate himself inexplicably?

She couldn't think of a reason, but she wouldn't throw in the towel so easily.

Heyin's spiritual power is a pervasive wind, Xie Zhengliu didn't know that the wind spiritual power would have such a strong restraint on himself.

It can be said that in the battle of the past half hour, let alone hurting the other party, his wind spiritual power directly protected himself in an invisible layer of wind. Every time Xie Zhengliu wanted to get closer, he was either forced to retreat by the dense wind blades, or he was bounced away by the wind around the other party.

There were a few times when Xie Zhengliu tried to cut a gap in the wind in front of the other party, but his powerful spiritual power would fill the gap in the blink of an eye, and then throw more wind blades at her.

These wind blades were invisible, and even Xie Zhengliu had a hard time catching the trajectory of the wind blades, let alone dodging these attacks.

She gasped for a long time, then quickly raised her knife and attacked.

The picture on the martial arts stage reached the eyes of everyone below, watching Heyin flutter a few movements, but he kept Xie Zhengliu from showing it, even Yue Mingqiu, who firmly believed that Xie Zhengliu could get the first, became nervous.

Not to mention the other spectators.

"Strange, why does Senior Sister Xie look so tired today? Is Senior Brother Heyin really so powerful, it seems that he didn't do much at all, and Senior Sister Xie couldn't resist it at all. ”

Someone also said: "Maybe it's the exercises practiced by Senior Brother Heyin, which just restrain Senior Sister Xie?" But seriously, both of them are in a very strange state today. I've seen Heyin's junior and brother-to-brother fights before, and I've never been so sharp as today. ”

Most of the disciples of Hengtian Sect have love for the same sect, even if they saw that Xie Zhengliu's current situation was not right, they simply analyzed the situation and did not say anything mean.

But where would Feng Tianci, who had finally waited for this day, give up such a good opportunity, he immediately sneered and mocked unceremoniously: "What kind of state is weird? In my opinion, Xie Zhengliu encountered a hard stubble and finally showed his true strength. She wasn't a powerful character either, but she was very good at pretending to be and looking for someone to promote her reputation. ”

"You!" As soon as Zhuang Youqian saw that the person who spoke was Feng Tianci, he immediately wanted to rush up and reason with him.

But Yue Mingqiu dragged people down, and now going up to quarrel with Feng Tianci has no benefit, it will only give him more excuses to slander Xie Zhengliu.

Both of them are Xie Zhengliu's friends, and the more times like this, the more they need to be calm.

Seeing that Zhuang Youqian and the others were not stimulated by themselves to come forward with the theory, Feng Tianci ridiculed the two of them for being cowardly in his heart, and the words in his mouth became even more excessive.

The more he talked, the more energetic he became, and when he got to the back, not only did Xie Zhengliu become a vase in his mouth that he had no strength and could only boast everywhere, but even the monks who had lost to Xie Zhengliu before also suffered in vain.

Just as Feng Tianci was saying happily, a tall figure suddenly came out of the crowd, and he stood behind Feng Tianci, just the shadow projected out had already wrapped Feng Tianci in its entirety.

"It's you, just said that I was an empty shelf, and said that Senior Sister Xie is a vase with no ability?"

Listening to the voice like Hong Zhong behind him, Feng Tianci's mind turned white. He turned to look over, and the first thing he saw was the bulging muscles of the other party.

Senior Brother Iron Hammer carried his hammer on his shoulder, and showed a cold smile to Feng Tianci, who was only on his chest: "Say what you just said in front of me!" ”

Feng Tianci swallowed his saliva: "I'm just scolding Xie Zhengliu, what does this have to do with you?" ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Senior Brother Hammer seemed to be amused by this sentence, "I was the first to lose to the incompetent vase in your mouth!" You say, what do I have to do with her? ”

At this moment, Feng Tianci felt as if he had returned to the moment when he was beaten up by Xie Zhengliu in the Evil Transformation Tower, and then tied up in the tower for everyone to laugh at.

Feng Tianci was finally taken away, and it was not only Senior Brother Iron Hammer who carried Feng Tianci away, but also other senior brothers and sisters who were defeated by Xie Zhengliu.

It is said that they all agreed that this junior brother surnamed Feng was still too young and needed to experience the love of his senior brothers and sisters.

Everyone quickly stopped caring about the vignettes in the audience, and the battle on the stage became more intense unconsciously.

Heyin's wind is indeed strong, but Xie Zhengliu's knife is not bad.

Desperately left several wounds on his body by the wind blade, Xie Zhengliu finally broke through Heyin's Gangfeng again, and found the best time to slash at Heyin's right arm.

In order to avoid this knife, he lost the opportunity to mend Gangfeng again, and the dilemma between the two was finally opened at this moment.

Heyin, who suffered a loss at Xie Zhengliu's hands, was not annoyed by this, and he originally did not plan to continue to entangle with Xie Zhengliu.

Gangfeng disappeared completely, and he violently escaped from the dagger in his arms, and continued to attack Xie Zhengliu at a speed like the wind.

The speed of both of them was very fast, and in the eyes of the spectators outside, it was two streamers entangled and attacking.

They couldn't see the movements of Xie Zhengliu and the two clearly, and they could only rely on the sound of the blade and the dagger colliding to know when the two had made a move.

And the person who fought against Heyin the most, Xie Zhengliu, who was in it, knew the horror of the person in front of him the most.

He clearly did not only cultivate in the foundation building period, but his spiritual power was so strong that Xie Zhengliu was surprised.

This man used to be unremarkable, but when he fought against himself, he suddenly showed his strength.

Something is wrong with him! This was the first thought that Xie Zhengliu came to mind.

"Didn't your master teach you that when you fight against people, it's best not to be cranky?" Crane Yin's voice suddenly sounded.

Before Xie Zhengliu could react, he slammed the dagger in his hand and stabbed it heavily at Xie Zhengliu's front door.

Xie Zhengliu blocked with a knife with his backhand, but her spirit knife, which was not bad, didn't even hold on to a breath under the dagger, and it was broken in half on the spot!

The dagger continued to go down, and the place it was aimed at was clearly Xie Zhengliu's heart!

Realizing this, Xie Zhengliu's mind flashed countless guesses, but his body took the first step to move his body, and he was stabbed in the shoulder by the dagger before finally avoiding this fatal blow.

A strand of hair that had been shaved off by the dagger floated in the air, Xie Zhengliu touched his shoulder that had begun to bleed, and looked at Heyin's eyes with murderous intent.

"Very well, you me off."