Chapter Twenty-Three: The Power of the Instrumental Spirit

"Yuebai, is this also a sword spirit?"

Jian Li looked at the purple dagger above Shaking Light Qianxue's head and said in surprise.

"It's a very weak spirit, but it doesn't seem to have been born from the dagger itself, as if it was forcibly added by someone. Yuebai was thoughtful.

"Forcibly added in?" Jian Li was shocked.

"Spirits can still be forcibly added to weapons?"

Yue Bai thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know the specifics, but I can feel that this spirit seems to be very resistant, and it is indeed forcibly joined by someone, and it is currently in the fusion stage. ”

"Can you fuse it, then?" Jian Li's voice was a little excited.

"This spirit doesn't do much to me, but I can control it and make it listen to me. Yuebai's voice was a little proud.

"Control it?" said a flash of joy in Jian Li's eyes.

"It's so powerful? Doesn't that mean that you can control the direction of its attack at will? If that's the case, we can help Senior Sister Xue!" Jian Li finished speaking, his fists clenched slightly due to excitement.

"It's not ...... This mainly depends on the strength of the spirit, for example, the spirit in this dagger, its attack range is only about three zhang, so I can only let it feel me at this distance. ”

"It turned out to be so. Jian Li nodded silently, his excitement was gone, and his clenched fists slowly loosened. Then he looked at the snow cherry blossoms on the stage, full of worry.

Just now, I thought that with the help of Yuebai, I could wish Senior Sister Xue Ying a hand, but I didn't expect to see the hope just now but it was shattered in an instant, and now it seems that I can't do anything, I can only rely on Senior Sister Xue Ying herself.

Shaking Light Qianxue on the stage felt everyone's gaze, and snorted disdainfully, and then said to the woman opposite who frowned slightly: "Today I will let you frogs at the bottom of the well know what the real immortal magic is!"

As the words of Shaoguang Qianxue fell, she pinched the trick with her right hand and drank "Go!" in her mouth.

The purple dagger that kept buzzing above her head sped towards the snow cherry blossoms on the other side!

Xue Ying's pupils, who were waiting for the battle, shrank sharply, and the reactions honed by countless bloody battles made her instinctively turn her head.

With an extremely cold glow, she was able to dodge the sharp blow, and then a few strands of hair on her forehead were cut off by the dagger and slowly fell to the ground.

Before the tense delicate body could relax, Yukizakura felt danger coming from behind.

She paused, her delicate body turned sharply, and the blue long sword in her hand instantly blocked in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, with a crisp sound of the "bell", the dark purple dagger slammed into the azure long sword, and the buzzing sound was endless.

Looking at the purple dagger in front of her, Xue Ying's pale pretty face was dripping with cold sweat, this seemingly simple two-move defense was more thrilling than all the battles she had ever experienced.

This kind of ghostly attack that can't be measured by common sense makes her a lot of distraction and a little powerless at the same time.

She wants to admit defeat, but she is arrogant and difficult to say about the word "admit defeat".

After half a sound, the purple dagger left the sword and spun in a circle above Yukikura's head, flying towards the shaking light of Chiyuki.

"Giggle......" With a crisp and pleasant smile from Shaking Light Qianxue, Yuki Sakura turned her head to look at Shaking Light Qianxue.

At this time, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes wandered, her mouth was slightly panting, and a layer of fine beads of sweat even appeared on her forehead.

The disciples of the Great Snow Mountain in the audience stared at the scene just now, and the sound of "hissing" inhalation came and went.

"This Shaking Light Fairy can actually make the dagger fly, and she can control it so flexibly, could it be that she is really a fairy?" A disciple of the Great Snow Mountain looked sincerely frightened.

"How is that possible!" the man next to him scoffed.

"Fairy, that is a person who can soar through the clouds, fly with the sword, and kill people thousands of miles away, she is at most a cultivator who can control the sword. And her control of the dagger seems to be only within three feet, which is not very powerful. ”

"Isn't that great?" a sallow young man glanced at the speaker.

"I didn't see that the most qualified Xue junior sister in our Great Snow Mountain was beaten and had no power to fight back, if you go up, it is estimated that you will be scared to pee your pants in half a round. ”

"You! How can you grow the morale of others and destroy the prestige of your own people!"

"I'm seeking truth from facts!"

On the stage, Shaking Light Qianxue looked at the white-robed girl opposite, and the purple dagger in her hand kept flying up and down.

"How's it going, girl, do you throw in the towel?"

Hearing the words of Shaoguang Qianxue, Xue Ying's delicate body trembled slightly, her silver teeth clenched her delicate lips, and her cold eyes contained a little humiliation.

Xuan Lingzi in the back looked at Xue Ying on the stage and sighed, this kid, everything is good, but her temperament is too stubborn, in her current form, she has no chance of winning, I just don't know if it will hit her mood this time, I hope it won't be like this!

Xuan Lingzi immediately turned his gaze to Shaking Light Qianxue, and for the first time in his heart, he attached importance to this so-called immortal sect.

It seems that this immortal gate that appeared out of thin air is not so simple, just from the fact that this woman can easily control the machine spirit at such a young age, I am afraid that this immortal gate is more than this one instrument spirit, but so many machine spirits, where did this immortal gate come from?

Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly.

It seems that after this competition, I will have a good chat with those old guys.

"Yuebai, can't we help Senior Sister Xue?" Jian Li looked at Xue Ying on the stage with a worried expression.

Yuebai sighed lightly when she heard this, "I really can't do anything, unless you can get within three feet of that machine spirit, otherwise, everything can only rely on your senior sister herself." ”

Speaking of this, Yuebai's voice changed, "However, maybe you can fight that woman!"

"Me?" Jian Li was stunned for a moment, and then thought, "You mean you can control her machine spirit and then ......"

Then Jian Li smiled strangely: "But this is too bad......"

"You're beautiful. Yuebai sneered.

"I can only keep her machine spirit out of her control for a while, but I can't let it devour the Lord. ”

"Oh......" Jian Li sighed in disappointment.

"But you can also give it a try!" Jian Li's eyes glowed with a strange light.

.........

Shaking light Qianxue looked at the girl who was pouting on the other side, and couldn't help sneering in her heart, could it be that under the power of her instrument spirit, what luck could she not succeed?

Thinking of this, she raised Zhen's head, her face was full of sorrow, and she said to the girl in front of her: "You really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, since that's the case, don't blame me for being polite!"