Chapter 162: The Image of a Mysterious Master

I don't know if she just tasted the sweetness of blackmail, and she couldn't stop it for a while, or if this female cultivator had a hole in her brain and her perception was too weak, in short, she looked domineering, and she insisted on scolding a cup of tea without stopping.

Just from the fact that they bumped into each other, neither of them can be said to be innocent, after all, they are both unruly and drill around in the crowd, and they are easy to bump into each other if they are not careful. At this time, there are many monks in the square, and no one wants to show their divine sense to cause misunderstanding, and it is all about walking by their eyes, and it is normal to accidentally touch each other.

Fu Yi originally planned to apologize before leaving, but it is inevitable that such a thing will happen in a crowded place, and she is not a reasonable party, so she will naturally take the initiative to sincerely admit her mistake. It's just that this gray-clothed nun is the same as her, she is also walking around in the crowd, and she can even be regarded as a rampage, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like an innocent party.

But the gray-clothed nun didn't hesitate at all, she pointed to her nose and scolded, her dark eyes were still dripping and spinning, exactly the same as when she tried to blackmail the elegant middle-aged man just now.

As soon as she looked at her clothes, she knew that this slimy thing was sticking to her.

"Stop, stop!" Fu Yi's right hand shook slightly at her side, manipulating the spiritual flow like an arm to make a finger, stirring the fingers that almost poked her nose, and then slamming the nun's arm into her own face. "That's a lot to talk about, do you dare to go out of town with me?"

The gray-clothed nun was stunned by her own arm, and she was angry for a while, and when she saw the monks around her fanning the flames and letting her go out to fight with the other party, she couldn't help but respond sharply: "Just go, who is afraid of you!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the city, shouting as she went, and the monks around her were even more energetic, making way for her while urging her to go faster, but there was ridicule and disdain in her eyes.

The monks here have all seen the scene of the nun blackmailing the middle-aged, and they look down on her arrogance and scoundrel very much, and now they saw her arguing with Fu Yi, and they wished that someone would teach her how to behave. What's more, as soon as these two people leave, it can be regarded as excluding two opponents for the ring match, no matter who lives or dies, it has nothing to do with them anyway.

With this in mind, many monks who had finished their names came to watch the excitement, and they didn't care about their clothes. Anyway, she was bored, and she happened to bump into someone who came to the door to find death, so she should kill time when she practiced her hands.

If you can quickly solve this female cultivator's shock and deter everyone and put a little psychological pressure on them, in the future, when facing each other in the ring, the other party will definitely be afraid of the preconceived idea. The slightest change in her mood can affect her actual combat strength, and since she has decided to win the first place, she must seize every opportunity to do something beneficial to herself.

Fu Yi and the nun walked along the way, and the thirty monks who followed and watched the excitement couldn't help but snicker, and at the same time did not forget to continue to fan the flames, for fear that this fight would not end with the death of one person.

"I said two Taoist friends, don't go out of the city, one of them will sacrifice the qin and the flute, and the other will make a long silk yarn, which is a sound attack and a phantom dance, then it will be boring. ”

"That's it, let's have a real fight, if we don't have a suitable magic weapon, we can borrow it!"

"Two fellow Daoists, everyone is looking at it, this is so faceless to point at each other's noses and scold, if there are any hidden dangers left in the state of mind, it will affect the advancement of cultivation in the future!

Everyone said more exaggerated than the other, for fear that they would not be able to provoke the anger of the two, but it didn't matter if they brushed their clothes, anyway, when the female cultivator pointed at her nose and scolded, she had already secretly poked and poked people into the luxury must-kill list.

"Hmph, I will never let go of the person who should be killed, don't worry about all the Taoist friends!" The gray-clothed nun still looked angry at first, I don't know why, but when she came to the wilderness on the outskirts of the city, her expression changed, and she looked confident and confident.

She pretended not to see it, but she was a little more vigilant in her heart, to prevent the nun from having accomplices come to attack, she was too lazy to waste her tongue to make useless disputes, her figure disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a flash, turning dust and floating in the air, and everyone's every move below seemed to be a picture of slowing down.

She saw the gray-clothed nun and the onlookers in the distance staring widely, and before she could blink a blink, she had appeared behind the nun out of thin air, and all these changes were less than a blink of an eye for the monks.

The silver light was like a bolt of lightning piercing the dark green night of the Blue Sky Domain, and the sharp blade rubbed in the air with a shuddering sound, and the speed of the attack could no longer be captured by the divine sense.

The monks didn't have time to react at all, they only instinctively felt a chill down their backs, and then they saw a flash of light, and the gray-clothed nun with the surprised look she had just had, her vitality was gone, and she fell to the ground softly.

It took less than three breaths from the action to the end, and the clothes were even after the gray nun fell to the ground, and then fell from the sky to the ground.

Qiankun Jian had already returned to the dantian, conveying a mood of "this battle is not difficult".

Fu Yi ignored it, as long as no one saw how she made a move, no one saw what kind of sword she used, she could leave a mysterious and terrible impression in the hearts of these people, and after they rendered it in the city, as soon as it spread, she could maintain the image of a "mysterious master" in the ring.

First overwhelm the opponent mentally, and then continue to crush the opponent in strength, one after another, you will be able to go all the way to the finals!

The hand-held Fu Yi Xizi thought about the beautiful thing of going to the peak of the ring, but there was only an indifferent smile on his face, shaping the image of the master more perfectly. She even deliberately instigated the spiritual breath around her body, so that her dress fluttered back gently......

With a light smile, she swept over the shocked faces of the onlookers, very satisfied with their reactions, and was thinking about whether to show a "meaningful" smile before leaving, when she suddenly felt a foundation building perfect pressure behind her, impartiality was coming at her.

Whoosh –

The figure of the flickering clothes flashed in time, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he saw that three black sharp arrows appeared in the position where he was standing just now, the arrows were not quite the same as ordinary magic weapons, each of them was a black skull, which was obviously not sharp, but exuded a dangerous aura.

"What a big dog guts, you dare to hurt my junior sister!" A thick male voice echoed in the wilderness, and at the same time, a beautiful male cultivator in black clothes and black hair appeared in the air, with a black fox shawl hanging on his left shoulder, as if he was afraid that people would not know that he could kill the second-order consummate demon fox.

"Are you blind? I didn't hurt your junior sister, I killed her. After brushing his clothes, he remembered that he wanted to maintain the image of a mysterious master, and it was better to talk less and do more.

Her expression returned to normal again, and as the dust disappeared into the air, she heard someone in the monks screaming.

"He's from the Valley of the Evil Spirits, everyone come into the city!"

"Daoyou, run, don't fight him!"

"That female cultivator is actually his junior sister, oops, that Taoist friend is going to be unlucky!"

The sound quickly faded into their ears, not because they were too fast to run far enough, but because a rain of black arrows suddenly fell from the sky, and the skulls surrounded everyone in an exquisite arrow array with a thick black mist.

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