Qin Xi is a six-grade alchemist, and before he became a Taoist companion with the Ye family, he was a casual cultivator and had a bit of a reputation.

Ye Pianran didn't know her previous story, she only knew that before Qin Xi became famous, she seemed to have had a miserable time, and later helped a lot of casual cultivators.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Qin Xi can recruit any strange people to do things for her.

But Ye Pianran was still disgusted.

Compared with this middle-aged male cultivator, she felt that those monsters were all clear-eyed, after all, monsters were born destined to be monsters, unlike this person who intentionally did evil, and even took pleasure in it.

She took a deep breath, resisted the discomfort in her heart, and spoke casually.

"What conditions did Qin Ji promise you to make you so willing to work for her?"

"If you're willing to trade something for something, I'll tell you." The middle-aged male cultivator grinned with a calm expression.

Ye Pianran sighed, it was really useless to say more.

She no longer tried to probe and pulled out more information, and wiped the blade of the sword with two fingers, and began with several swords in succession.

After three years of cultivation, the Water Mirror Killing is now perfect, and the four sword moves are all in unison, which is even more natural and awe-inspiring.

The sword light, which was as cool and cold as water, shrouded the middle-aged male cultivator all over his body, leaving no extra space, which made it impossible for people to avoid it.

But the middle-aged male cultivator didn't think about hiding.

He just looked up like that, without even moving, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"It's really good to be able to practice such a sword move during the Qi training period, but it's a pity that you don't know how big the gap between Qi training and foundation building is. The swordsmanship you are proud of is ...... to me."

The middle-aged male cultivator waved his hand, and the sword shadow in the sky shattered.

"As fragile as paper."

Ye Pianran's face turned pale.

This person is indeed a little more powerful than she imagined.

However, she didn't do her best!

She let out a breath and held the Frost Sword to her chest, pinching the trick in her left hand, smearing the aqua blue light on the blade.

At the same time, her robe was windless, and an extremely powerful momentum rushed out of her, like waves and thorns.

The middle-aged male cultivator's face changed, and he couldn't imagine that the movement made by this girl would make him look at each other squarely.

But that's about it.

After this move, her self-confidence will be completely shattered.

The middle-aged male cultivator smiled confidently and waited like this.

Ye Pianran took out a wisp of his mind to pay attention to his movements, and when he saw that he didn't move at all, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

In fact, she didn't need to prepare for this move for long at all, she did it just to lower the vigilance of the middle-aged male cultivator.

I didn't expect this person to be so stupid.

This sword, Split Mirror Water Kill, is not so easy to catch!

She curled the corners of her lips, gripped the hilt of her sword with both hands, and swung it forward.

The blue sword was like a crescent moon, and when viewed from the side, it was almost a thin line, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the middle-aged male cultivator.

The middle-aged male cultivator had already been prepared, but at the moment when the sword was about to fall on his body, his expression suddenly distorted, and the whole person twisted into an extremely strange posture, narrowly avoiding it.

His reaction was already extremely fast, but he was still grazed a little on the shoulder, and blood splattered out, staining his shirt and jaw red.

"Good, good, good." The middle-aged male cultivator's face was gloomy and terrifying, "It's me who underestimated you, but from now on, you won't have a chance to use your sword again." ”

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already rushed out like a wolf, and the speed was so fast that only a string of afterimages remained.

In the next moment, the middle-aged male cultivator appeared on Ye Pianran's face as if teleporting, his hand bent into a claw, and greeted her flower-like face directly.

Ye Pianran's face changed suddenly, and without thinking about it, he activated the Mithril Bone Nail, and a layer of defensive light shield appeared instantly, blocking the attack.

Then she cast a ghost shadow step, widening the distance, and when her toes hit the ground, a thin bead of sweat had already appeared on her forehead.

It is no exaggeration to say that just now, she seemed to see death beckoning to her.

It was the first time she had come so close to death, not even in the Battle of the Blood Falcon.

The moment the middle-aged male cultivator touched her face, her breathing almost stopped, if she hadn't subconsciously activated the defensive magic weapon, that claw would have exploded her head.

Monk Zhuji, it's really terrifying!

Whenever there is a slight mistake, she will be in a different place, and she will die so much that she can't die anymore!

Ye Pianran palpitated, gasping for breath.

The middle-aged male cultivator couldn't strike a blow, squinted his eyes, and was unwilling to give her any more time to breathe, so he bullied and pressed on her again, and attacked her in all moves.

After a few rounds, Ye Pianran suffered some minor injuries, several blood marks were scraped on his cheeks, arms, and back, and his white robe was stained with blood, so he was not embarrassed.

But she also gradually adapted to the offensive rhythm of the middle-aged male cultivator, and while adding a new blood mark on her body, the cold light in her eyes flashed, and her backhand palm was imprinted on the middle-aged male cultivator's chest.

Second-order thunder law, mine brake!

This is Ye Pianran's newly learned thunder method, and its power is close to the third-order Five Elements technique.

The violent thunder spiritual power was raging in his body, and the middle-aged male cultivator didn't notice it for a while, snorted, and took a few steps backwards, his lips overflowing with blood.

"Thunder Spiritual Power...... I almost forgot that you were Brother Thunderlingen. He wiped the corners of his lips and wiped away the bloodstains, and as soon as his spiritual power worked, he forced the thunder spiritual power out of his body.

"If your cultivation is a little higher, if it is the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, this move may really hurt me, but now......" He laughed twice, "It's far from it." ”

The middle-aged male cultivator shook his head, slowly straightened his clothes, took out his weapons and equipment in his hands, and the words he spit out were extremely fierce.

"Alright, I've had enough, and the cat-and-mouse drama should end here. Ye Pianran, since you don't want to keep a whole corpse, then I will satisfy you well, let me think about it, should I break your hands first, or break your feet......"

"Ah, I thought about it, you are a sword cultivator, you must have a pair of very beautiful hands, it just so happens that I still have a decent ornament in my room......"

As he spoke, he grinned, revealing his eight teeth neatly, and the steel claw magic weapons on his hands shimmered with a cold light.

The voice did not fall.

The middle-aged male nun disappeared in place.

Behind Ye Pianran, there was a strange gust of yin wind, and she activated the Mithril Bone Nail almost at the same time.

However, there was a soft click of the click.

The protective light shield propped up by the Mithril Bone Nail didn't hold on to even a breath, and a large hole was cracked in it, and a big black tiger grabbed her back of the heart like a heart.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, Ye Pianran didn't have time to react at all, and the moment he turned around, there was a heart-piercing pain in his back.

"Huh?"

The middle-aged male cultivator was puzzled, because his claw did not have the expected effect, but hit a barrier again, and he tried to shatter it, but found that it did not move at all.

The middle-aged male cultivator hit a wall again.

He really didn't expect that this girl actually had so many self-defense treasures on her body, and it was not enough to have a medium-grade defensive magic weapon, and she even wore a defensive inner armor in her clothes.

And it's also a high-grade defensive inner armor.

It's a three-time watch

(End of chapter)