The female ghost retreated into the distance like lightning, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

It was like a fox facing a sharp arrow, looking angrily at the place where the white light appeared.

hissed in his throat, and it sounded three times in a row.

"Who monk dares to be presumptuous here!!"

With a wave of her sleeves, red silk threads shot out like arrows.

Li Ping'an leaned outside the temple, and the sword trick in his hand changed.

The sword qi condensed into a white light, containing a strange power, blocking the blood-red death aura like a tide.

"Rat Ann dares to show up!!"

The female ghost in red roared again.

A voice seemed to come from afar, gentle, calm and powerful.

"Oh, don't dare."

When several people heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Shouldn't you say you're unworthy or something?

The red-clothed female ghost's tiger eyes burned with the flame of hatred.

The target turned, and she slammed towards the woman in the power suit closest to her.

"You can't be left behind!" The calm voice rang out again.

At the same time, an aura curtain formed on the sword's body.

Sharp qi erupted from the sword.

The cold light is like rain, and it is as fast as thunder.

"Come on!"

The female ghost in red shouted loudly and put on a posture.

Zheng Zheng ......!!! ”

A series of sounds of gold and iron rang out, and sparks splashed in all directions.

Every sword is a fatal blow, and danger is everywhere.

The sound was as loud as a gong, expanding again and again.

With great power, bombarded in the spirit of the female ghost in red.

..........

The carrot in Li Ping'an's hand has been eaten.

He didn't have a sword in his hand, and he didn't have a trace of murderous aura on his body.

I couldn't help laughing: "Come again!" ”

With the sound of sound.

Inside the temple, a sword stabbed out.

The sword body shone brightly, bringing a whistling sound that made people's hearts palpitate.

This sword is fast and ruthless, not giving the other party the slightest chance to breathe.

But seeing a flash of blood, the right arm of the red-clothed female ghost had fallen to the ground, dripping with blood.

The female ghost in red was shocked in her heart, knowing that the other party's blow was not trivial.

With one arm, a powerful force erupted from her body.

There was a loud bang.

She actually blocked the sudden attack of this sword in a hurry.

It's just a powerful impact that shook her upside down and flew out for a few feet.

Her body retreated at breakneck speed.

"It's so strong!!"

The female ghost in red and the sword exited the temple.

The flying sword drizzle continued to advance, rolling up countless arcs of rain and shaking away countless arrows.

Crystal raindrops dripped from the tip of the sword, like a sword condensed from water.

Trembling softly in the rain, there was a sword roar.

Her body was firmly glued, shaking her otherwise light body.

Suddenly, like Mount Tai pressing the top, he let out an exclamation.

Her body was shocked and flew backwards, knocking down a thick tree.

The branches were flying, and she was also shocked to the ground, unable to struggle.

Her hands lost all strength and her eyes went black.

It felt like it was going to explode.

I just heard a buzzing sound, and I almost lost consciousness.

"Spare your life!!"

At this time, the female ghost in red remembered to beg for mercy.

She hadn't seen the sword's owner, let alone fought with it.

At that moment, a dark shadow appeared beside her.

A large, powerful hand grabbed her and lifted her up.

Push back, just in the nick of time.

She had already detached herself from the tip of the sword, and the piercing sword aura made her shudder.

"Let's go!"

..........

"Yo? Ran away? ”

Li Ping'an raised his eyebrows slightly.

The strength is not good, but the run is quite fast.

The drizzle lingered in mid-air for a moment, then turned around and fell from the sky.

Like a meteor, back to the sword gourd.

In the temple, several people in Huangshan were at a loss

"Fangcai, what's that!?" Someone asked in surprise.

"Could it be that there are passing immortals passing through this place?"

Several of them suffered wounds of varying degrees and were busy pranayama.

For the rest of their lives, they were in a trance.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of that fairy sword, I'm afraid they would have turned into corpses by now.

"Could this be the legendary monk?"

Huang Shan nodded, "I've seen someone with a sword, but it's not as powerful. ”

"We met the monk? Will he take us as disciples? ”

Du Zhou said excitedly.

Not only Du Zhou has this idea, but the rest of the people are also happy.

Qi practitioners are not cabbages, they can be seen all over the street.

On the contrary, it is very rare.

Not to mention some barren rural areas, even in some big cities, you rarely see qi practitioners.

It is even more difficult to have any contact with it.

After a while, Li Ping'an walked back slowly with a basket of radishes.

Huang Shan opened his eyes and couldn't help but say, "You are really lucky." ”

"Oh~" Li Ping'an put down the basket, "What's wrong?" ”

Du Zhou smiled: "Don't ask, I'm afraid of scaring you, that scene is tsk." ”

Du Zhou remembered the scene just now, and couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

In front of the female ghosts, they are like children.

Played with in the palm of his hand.

And on the other hand, the female ghost became a child in front of the flying sword, just like them.

There is no resistance at all.

Du Zhou shook his head and sighed: "Alas, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world~"

Li Ping'an said: "Eat some carrots, I'll heal you first." ”

"I'm in trouble." Huang Shan nodded in thanks.

"Brother Huang, do you think that female ghost will come back?" A warrior said worriedly.

Huang Shan pondered for a moment, "It shouldn't be, that female ghost has suffered and doesn't dare to come again." ”

"If the female ghost doesn't come, why won't the immortal who shot it come, I still want to witness the demeanor of the immortal."

Du Zhou looked outside the temple, his expression full of anticipation.

In the eyes of ordinary martial artists, there is no difference between monks and immortals.

"Hehe, I think you want to worship others as teachers."

"Nonsense, who doesn't want to enter the path of cultivation and gain immortality."

Li Ping'an smiled faintly, took out a silver needle, and healed several people.