Yu Xiaoyu, Shen Mu and the others also looked at the formation in front of Qin Yuan with a happy face.

And Qin Yuan also heard the familiar voice of the master from the depths of the Martial Mansion.

"Boy, this is the Xuanpin formation that the old man tailored for you, Lady Zhaojun, this formation has cost the old man a lot of energy. ”

Then a fair lady jumped out of the formation, and the girl was covered with pure white heaven and earth vitality, and her skin was as white as a thin layer of white veil, and it was like a bright moonlight reflected in the snow.

Dressed in a white robe, the garment was unadorned but looked dignified.

Under the willow waist is a white gauze long skirt, with purple tassels on the skirt, and the tassels are swinging in the wind, and the fairy spirit is non-stop.

The girl was holding a cold light sword, which was more than two feet long.

The sword body is like the autumn water in the long sky, and the waves are sparkling.

The girl's name is Zhaojun, and the long sword's name is Qiuyue.

The girl seems to be slender and quiet, holy and moving, and what she exudes is like the coercion of the martial arts realm.

The girl didn't say much, she stepped into the air with the Qiuyue long sword in her hand, and slashed down with a sword, and the third vitality giant knife of the white slash was instantly shattered.

The inevitability on Bai Slash's face disappeared cleanly, and he looked at the girl in dreamy surprise.

It was as if fascinated by her beauty, as if intimidated by her sword.

"This, this, this is a martial artist-level martial spirit!" Bai Slash was terrified.

The so-called martial spirit is the use of special means, such as formations such as charms, etc., to summon a spirit body with the same realm as human martial arts, of course, there are also innate spirits cultivated by heaven and earth, Zhaojun belongs to the former is an acquired spirit body, but she is not like the python in Yu Xiaoyu's fire python karma disaster only has some simple ideas, but the martial spirit has its own thoughts and reason.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi gathered around Bai Qi also dissipated in an instant, his eyes became dull, and a mere Five Tiger Martial Student faced a powerful martial artist-level powerhouse, and the insurmountable gap between them made him lose his fighting spirit in an instant.

He collapsed on the ground, begging Zhaojun to let him go?

The girl Zhaojun didn't look at him, and swung the Qiuyue Long Sword out of thin air to stimulate a sword qi, and that sword qi instantly slashed through Bai Slash's throat with the sound of breaking the wind.

Bai Qi only felt a cold neck, a stream of blood rushed out of his throat, his limbs fell to the ground as soon as he fell to the ground, and a Five Tiger Great Martial Arts died in an instant, without a trace.

That Zhaojun floated back with his sword and stood gently behind Qin Yuan, Qin Yuan also took advantage of the time when Zhaojun killed Bai Xue and hugged Mei Xue'er, only to realize that she only passed out temporarily before she put her mind at ease, and then handed it to Yu Xiaoyu to hold.

"Is this the realm of a martial artist? It's so powerful! What is a martial spirit?"

Qin Yuan didn't know what a martial spirit was, he only felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhaojun behind him, and muttered on his lips!

"It's a martial artist realm, but I don't know what a martial spirit is. My name is Zhaojun, and the master can call me Xiaojun. ”

Hearing Qin Yuan's question, Wuling Zhaojun hurriedly answered.

The sound was as crisp as a yellow bird, and like a small spring flowing water, it was particularly beautiful.

Qin Yuan heard the voice coming from behind him, and was amazed that this martial spirit could still speak.

In fact, there is nothing strange about it, when this martial spirit Zhaojun was engraved in the Tianyang Fan by the master, she had a certain spiritual wisdom, although he has been staying in this Tianyang Fan, he has been growing all the time, but he is not known to Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan turned around and nodded at Zhaojun, "Don't call me master, I'm not used to it, you can call me Brother Qin like Xiaoyu." ”

Zhaojun said with a well-behaved face: "Okay, Brother Qin." ”

Yan Zhenxia, the proprietress of the Midnight Inn, was fighting with Lin Qingqing, and at this time she found that her husband had died, and she was shocked for a while, and in a panic, she was hit by Lin Qingqing's palm, flew out, and landed right next to the dead body of Bai Chop.

Yan Zhenxia looked at Qin Yuan and the others, and didn't have time to mourn her husband, but hurriedly took out a yellow paper talisman from her arms, bit the tip of her tongue, and spurted out a stream of essence blood.

Yan Zhenxia shouted towards the smoking yellow talisman: "Father, if you don't break through the barrier, your daughter will be killed by them." ”

As soon as Yan Zhenxia's words came, there was a rumbling sound like the collapse of a brick wall in the inn at midnight, and a voice came from it.

"Who dares to kill my daughter!" The voice was extremely hoarse, and it looked gloomy and domineering.

A fine light swept out of the inn, and in the blink of an eye, a shriveled old man in a black robe appeared in front of Yan Zhenxia.

Qin Yuan and the others not only felt that there was a monstrous momentum on the old man's body suppressing him, but there was also a smell of blood in the air faintly.

This person is Yan Zhenxia's biological father, Bai Chop's father-in-law, Yan Teng, the old shopkeeper of the Midnight Inn, and also a martial artist.

He glanced at Bai Slash's corpse with some surprise, but when he saw the Martial Spirit Zhaojun behind Qin Yuan, he felt that it was a matter of course, and looked at Qin Yuan and said silently: "When has there been another young man with a martial arts spirit at the level of a martial artist in the realm of Anhui City." ”

Qin Yuan didn't know who the person in front of him was, but one thing was certain, it was friend or foe, so he didn't hear Yan Teng's question, just grabbed the Tianyang fan and made a good fighting posture.

"Brother Qin, this is a two-elephant martial artist, a cut higher than me, you can't handle it, let me come!"

"Yes. After hearing this, Qin Yuan gave way to the left, and Zhaojun held the long sword and dodged forward.

Yan Teng looked at Zhaojun and said with great joy: "Very good, very good, the old man's bloodthirsty Dafa has really reached the bottleneck in the past few days, and the boy and girl have swallowed several pairs and there is no sign of a breakthrough, today is really good to try your martial arts master-level martial spirit, can you help the old man on a journey." ”

The bloodthirsty Dafa that Yan Teng practiced was obtained in his early years, and it was an extremely evil exercise, which was based on human blood and water, supplemented by essence, and could greatly increase people's realm when cultivated.

Therefore, even Yan Teng, who had mediocre qualifications, cultivated to the realm of a second-grade martial artist in seventy years.

It's just that this exercise is extremely evil, not only do cultivators get out of old age by themselves, but even once there is no human essence blood in the cultivation process to continue to cultivate as blood food, the cultivator will dry up until he dies of old age, so every time he is promoted to a small realm, there are piles of unjust soul bones, and Yan Teng's cultivation to the realm of martial arts can be imagined how many innocent lives he has killed.

Yan Teng not only looked at Wuling Zhaojun with wide eyes, but also swept over Qin Yuan and Shen Mu with a greedy face, thinking in his heart that they were all strong virgins, these were the best blood food, no worse than those boys and girls found by Bai Xuan.

Zhaojun has been hiding in the Tianyang fan, and has been nurtured by Qin Yuan's Haoran Righteous Qi Technique, and he is also gathering righteous qi, and when he encounters an evil martial cultivator like Yan Teng, he is naturally jealous and hateful.

Zhaojun held the Qiuyue sword in his hand, stepping on the fluttering body, the long sword fluttered like moonlight on the ground, and the bursts of sword intent approached Yan Teng, Yan Teng did not dare to be careless in the face of Zhaojun's martial spirit, raised his shriveled hands, and two blood-red mist filled it, meeting the long sword that Zhaojun cleaved.

After a few rounds of back and forth between the two, Zhaojun was careless for a while, and the Qiuyue Sword was grabbed by Yan Teng with blood mist.

Zhaojun only felt that his long sword inserted into the blood mist was like falling into a swamp, and he couldn't pull it out, and he couldn't get in.

Zhaojun also suddenly lost his inertia and flew backwards, Yan Teng saw that Daxi was moving his hands, and said with a grim smile, "Eat me, the mist of ghost blood." ”

After saying that, a blood-colored long arrow separated from the blood dance and shot towards Zhaojun, Zhaojun couldn't dodge when he saw this, and the bloody arrow hit Zhaojun Xiang's shoulder directly, she took more than ten steps back in pain before she was caught and supported by Qin Yuan, who came up.

Zhaojun looked back and saw that it was Qin Yuan, looked at him with guilt on his face and said, "Brother Qin, I'm sorry I can't beat him." ”

Qin Yuan looked at her with a caring expression and said, "Xiaojun, you are already very powerful. ”

Zhaojun was so weak that he said, "Well, Brother Qin, I'm tired and have to go and rest first." ”

Without waiting for Qin Yuan to reply, Zhaojun dispersed into a little starlight and returned to the Tianyang Fan.

After all, Zhao Jun was just an acquired spirit body summoned by the formation, and he had consumed some spiritual energy by slashing Bai Slash before, and now he was hit by Yan Teng's ghost blood mist, so his spiritual energy was exhausted, and he could only return to the Tianyang Fan to cultivate.

Yan Teng looked at Zhaojun who disappeared in the Tianyang fan, and was disappointed, he thought that this Zhaojun was a congenital martial spirit raised by nature and could be gluttonous, but he never thought that it was an acquired martial spirit summoned by the formation, so he was inevitably disappointed.

Maybe you can't swallow the innate martial spirit, so you virgins will swallow you. Yan Teng thought in his heart that this would not be a loss for him to break through.

In the middle of this, he raised his head to the sky and opened his huge mouth, and the blood mist qi on his hand instantly emanated from his whole body, and began to gather in the sky above him, and a large amount of blood mist qi emanated from his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly forming a small blood-colored vortex three feet above his head.

For a while, the inn began to fly sand and rocks, and Qin Yuan felt that something was wrong, this force was definitely not something they could compete with, and shouted, "Run!"

But it was too late, no matter how many people struggled, those legs seemed to be stuck in a swamp, and it felt like countless hands were pulling them tightly, not moving at all.

"I can't run, this is the old man's blood vortex, you can obediently act as the old man's blood food,"

Qin Yuan felt that he and the others were slowly floating, moving in the direction of the whirlpool, and the essence and blood in his body had also become disordered, and he was about to burst open the blood vessels at any time, knowing that it was the strange whirlpool on Yan Teng's head, but he couldn't get rid of it, and he was about to be devoured by the whirlpool.

At this moment, a huge golden seal fell from the sky, approaching Yan Teng, the golden seal rose more and more in the wind, and when it fell on Yan Teng's head, it was already the size of a small mountain, and Yan Teng intuitively felt a terrifying pressure above his head, and before he had time to look up to see what it was, he was smashed into the dirt by the huge golden seal.

As Yan Teng was hit by the golden seal, the blood-colored vortex also disappeared by itself, and Qin Yuan and the others were no longer bound and were freed.

And at this time, a domineering murderous aura that was stimulated from the direction of Linyang, and just arrived in the Xiaoliang Mountain Range, it also disappeared between heaven and earth in an instant because of Yan Teng's death.

At this time, a majestic voice came from the sky: "I can't imagine that this small city of Wanzhou actually hides a thief who cultivates such an evil method,"