At that time, the strange ability that Jing Ziwang was facing reappeared, and Pei Li's body turned into flowing flesh and blood, breaking away from the blade.

And as soon as the sword left his body, Pei Ye immediately found that the shadows in the sky no longer subsided.

'This sword can slash the mind?' ’

And in reality, the counterattack came in full force and violently.

The frost stained the corners of Ming Qitian's clothes, and the dark fire rose directly from her hair, and Pei Li's hand turned into a sharp claw and plucked into her heart.

At the same time, the majestic golden pupils forced her eyes, and the supreme consciousness that covered Pei Ye and controlled Zhu Gaoyang fell on her heart lake through the power of [Quail Head].

But this time, the invincible mind control did not achieve anything, and Ming Qitian was not affected in the slightest.

She glanced back at the golden pupil lightly, and instead of retreating, she advanced directly, and actually appeared directly in Pei Li's mental realm, standing on the surface of the lake, looking up at the shadows that were slowly closing in the sky.

Frost Spitfire did a little bit, leaving a little damage to the corners of her clothes and the ends of her hair. But before the greater damage was done, Ming Qitian stepped on it, and the person was already behind Pei Li.

Raising your hand is the second sword.

The same wonderful, but with the first sword obviously not passed down from a sword scripture.

As if to target the ability of flesh and bones, this sword is a thousand swords and thousands of swords, coming from all directions.

And Pei Ye's body did not rotate, and the claws he stretched out in front of him did not rotate, but directly dissolved, but grew out rapidly from his shoulders to his back.

This way of raiding was obviously a bit beyond Ming Qitian's expectations, she flashed sideways, and Pei Ye immediately pounced.

Collided with the sword qi surrounding his body with his body, dozens of wounds cracked, but they were closed in an instant, and the blood-stained golden pupils were indifferent, wanting to fight with Ming Qitian closely.

The thousands of sword qi remaining behind him were eyeing each other, but the sword technique that Ming Qitian was holding in his left hand was gently let go, and he didn't really let them strangle.

At the same time, she leaned over, avoiding the attack, and a wonderful and beautiful sword light flowed out from her right arm, which once again pierced Pei Li's abdomen.

Watching Ming Qitian use a sword must be a beautiful enjoyment, but Pei Ye has no intention of observing the outside world at this time, because there are also waves in the state of mind.

Pei Ye didn't know where Ming Qitian's ability to enter her heart came from, there was neither a contract, nor a parasite, nor a [Quail Head] bridge, so she stepped in directly.

But it's a good thing after all, because the shadows of the sky finally have an opponent.

The sword qi passed through the sky, and the shadows were wiped away one by one, and the originally airtight cover became a little broken.

The counterattack of the shadows is also terrifying, the black frost-like substance pierces through the sky, enveloping Ming Qitian from time to time, but when Pei Ye is worried, she can always break out of the cocoon.

There must have been countless dangerous and complicated games, but Pei Ye couldn't understand anything, only to see the sword qi like snow, the shadows like dark clouds, and the staggered back and forth in the sky.

And the tiny white clothes in it are like a fluttering crane, coming and going, and the shadows in the sky are erased from time to time, large or small.

Pei Ye watched the battle situation worryingly through the window, and his eyes were straight like a prisoner waiting for the wind to be released.

He didn't expect Ming Qitian to have the upper hand at all, although it was very weak, but after all, it was the first time he had seen the power that could fight against this wisp of divine will.

Hope rose, no wonder Zhu Gaoyang was so excited at that time - Ming Qitian, she is really a fairy.

Compared with the battle of the mental realm, the danger of the battle in the outside world is easier to distinguish.

When Pei Ye raised his eyes, there was already a blood mark on Ming Qitian's white clothes.

The face's lips pursed slightly, and her eyes moved, and it was obvious that this fight was not wrong for her.

Pei Li's gaze was glued to this face for a while, and then he glanced around, but he was shocked.

How did the jungle become empty?

When I looked again, I saw the wood that had been cut into pieces, the char from the fire, and the frost-covered gravel.

After verifying that many thaumaturgy were useless to each other, the two sides have now entered the stage of hand-to-hand combat.

Ming Qitian's swordsmanship is completely "close to the Tao", and the depth of what he has learned has made Pei Li breathtaking, and many situations that make Pei Li's heart twist and think that she is "going to suffer", she calmly resolved it with a sword.

Those completely different swordsmanship were grafted with her and used freely, and Pei Li had an inference in his heart that he couldn't believe - at least thousands of swordsmanship skills had to be perfected to the transformation realm, so that he could do what he wanted and lift his weight so lightly, right?

How can it be?

Just when Pei Ye was unbelievable, Ming Qitian's gaze firmly locked on Pei Li's body, and the attack that had already been pressed in his hand burst out like lightning, passing through his body, although the flesh and bones immediately flowed away, but the sky shadow in the mental realm was wiped away again.

And the fighting style of this Candle World Sect Deity is infinitely close to primitive instinct.

Perfect instinct.

He does not master any of the so-called mastery techniques of human beings, and he instinctively uses all the power in his hands to the greatest extent and with the greatest efficiency.

He didn't need to unravel his sword and break his moves, and he could see the ever-changing swordsmanship in Transparent Qitian's hands, because these swordsmanship was originally not mysterious in his eyes.

It is nothing more than the way of exerting force, the trajectory of movement, the flow of true qi, and the pulse of Xuan qi...... Heaven and earth have already revealed all their secrets to Him.

Now it is at a disadvantage, because the power grabbed in this hour is far less than that of Ming Qitian, if Ming Qitian is a few breaths late, and when Qi Qi and another purple-robed person are also devoured, it may be a different scene.

Pei Ye looked at it for a while, although he couldn't understand this kind of fight, but he gradually noticed a strange thing, that is, Ming Qitian seemed to be too obsessed with the matter of "stabbing the abdomen with a sword".

Or rather, she gave up other ways of attacking.

There were many offensive opportunities that Pei Ye could see, but Ming Qitian let them go without hesitation.

Can't you stab Him in the throat here? Why didn't those sword qi crush His left arm? Wait, add a sword here to go straight to the heart!

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

Where did Qi Qi and the purple-robed man go?

Unfortunately, the vision of the body was not determined by him, and he searched for it through a fleeting vision...... No, no need, because the horned tiger head has already appeared behind Ming Qitian.

This is a counterattack from the Immortal Monarch.

Suppressed from mind to body, He certainly wouldn't let himself be consumed like a frog boiled in warm water.

Without a chance to devour it for a while, He made Qi Qi devour the purple-robed man.

And Qiqi, who has been parasitic for a long time, was originally his second body.

There is no obstacle to the "relocation".

Countless dark blue points of light burst out from Pei Liquid, pouring into Qi Qi's body behind him.

The will, and all the power absorbed during this time, all returned to the tiger's body.

Today, the strength is enough.

And Pei Liquid also left a shadow inside, and when Ming Qitian turned around to face Qi Qi, he could be restrained from behind.

The moment Pei Ye felt the loss of power in his body, he immediately understood the intention of this Immortal Monarch.

He was as shrewd as ever, and he was as decisive as ever about the situation.

- At this time, of course, the choice is to turn around immediately and hit Qiqi as hard as possible while the "relocation" is not over.

But...... Ming Qitian?

Pei Ye looked at her in amazement, still stabbing at him with a sword with a calm face.

Or the abdomen.

What a foolish decision this is, the enemy is behind! If you miss this opportunity, how can you kill him?!

A sword pierces the abdomen.

For the first time, Pei Ye took back his five senses, the cold and delicate sword body, the breeze brought by his clothes, and the calm face that was close at hand.

Poor Qi had raised his claws behind her.

Would she rather bear this claw than stab herself first?

Pei Li temporarily suspected that he had misjudged the situation because of his vision - could it be that he was the real killer move of the Immortal Monarch?

When the mind turned, the [Heart-Cutting Glass] had already exploded.

The shadow in the mental realm was cleared by a sword, and the sky returned to clearness, as if the boulder pressed on his heart had been removed, and the real touch of his body returning to control made him can't help but bend his fingers.

Then a puff of hot blood sprinkled on her face, and the woman in front of her snorted lowly, and then her body was light, and she was taken away from the battlefield with a leap of several feet.

Pei Ye looked blankly at Qi Qi, who was getting farther and farther behind him: "What...... Don't fight? ”

Ming Qitian turned her head, the fierce battle made her forehead drop a few strands, she tilted her head slightly, and her voice was still as cool as water that night.

"Didn't you say in the sword talisman that you want me to save you?"