The canyon was full of clouds and mist, and Zhang Zhixi sat on the ground, bloodstained and extremely embarrassed.

She was surrounded by five foundation-building monks, one in the late foundation-building period, two in the mid-foundation building, and two in the early foundation-building stage.

Such a lineup to arrest a female cultivator of the fifth level of Qi cultivation shows the importance of the Water Cloud Sect.

Perhaps, it's just that Ziyang is a thief.

No matter which one it is, Zhang Zhixi completely offended the Shuiyun Sect.

What Qianyue couldn't figure out was that Zhang Zhixi's current cultivation, the other five people didn't need to make a big move at all, who sent out that extremely strong aura just now?

Could it be a spiritual treasure?

At this time, Zhang Zhixi, who was surrounded by people, was desolate.

Since she got the Lingbao, she has been deceived and humiliated by Ziyang for fifteen years.

In the past fifteen years, she has been suffering hard, relying on hatred to barely survive, and finally climbed to the Chongtian Sect, waiting for a chance to take revenge, she never expected to be noticed by Ziyang.

The previous use of the spirit treasure to strike was the last counterattack force, could it be that today is really the time of death.

"Senior Sister Zhang, I'll give you one last chance, will you give Lingbao or not?"

Zhang Zhixi glanced at him coldly, and said mockingly, "If you want to kill, you will kill, don't say that I can't give it, even if I can give it, I would rather die." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink, okay, I'll fulfill you. The male cultivator scolded angrily, a spiritual power was stored in the palm of his hand, and his eyes were extremely fierce.

The corners of Pan Jiayun's mouth on the side rose slightly, and her eyes were full of expectation.

Zhang Zhixi closed his eyes and waited in silence.

It was at this moment that a voice as clear as a spring sounded in the canyon, "Ah, the dignified Water Cloud Sect actually bullied a junior like this. ”

The male cultivator's spiritual power was stunned, where did the female cultivator come from, why didn't anyone find out before?

The other five were equally stunned, apparently finding no trace of the comer.

Qianyue walked out of the invisible corner, dressed in red and dazzling, her upward phoenix eyes were full of playfulness and coldness, and the pear vortex was shallow.

"It's you!" Pan Jiayun's face changed drastically.

She glanced at her as if she was inadvertent, and her tone was sarcastic, "Yo, isn't this the girl of the Pan family? How can she still live well? They are all framed by the same family, but the end is completely different, it seems that the rules of the Shuiyun Sect are also very watery." ”

"Senior Sister Pan, do you know her?" the male cultivator turned his head and asked, his expression very cautious.

"She is Yang Qianyue, a female cultivator who was imprisoned by the sect for ten years. ”

The male cultivator was stunned, "It's you!"

Immediately, his expression was gloomy, as if he had made some decision, "Since you have an enmity with the sect, and you have seen such an ugly thing, you naturally can't tolerate Daoist friends." ”

Qian Yue smiled carelessly, "This is ready to kill people and kill people, and the disciples of the sect are really decisive." ”

Her dismissive attitude inevitably frightened the five people.

"Hmph, no matter how you bluff, you can't escape death today. ”

As the words fell, he stepped forward with his sword, and the other four people surrounded him from all angles.

Qianyue slowly hooked the corners of her mouth, today's battle is difficult!

However, he did a good deed on that day and accumulated merit.

The red-pupiled sword split horizontally, blocking the male cultivator's long sword, and a sword flower exploded, and the fiery aura collided with the cold aura, creating a thick mist.

Qian Yue retreated with one blow, her body was extremely fast, and a few sword qi in her side hand forced back a male cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, opened the gap in the encirclement, and retreated.

She stood on a high rock, dressed in red, and her eyes met those of the five.

Water overcomes fire, and you don't take advantage of it.

She suddenly remembered that she fought with the wolves many years ago, when she went from strong to weak, and today she is afraid that it is better to be from weak to strong.

Human cultivation is much more deceitful than demonic, and you need to lower your vigilance in the later stage of foundation building.

With a flip of her left hand, a cyan oil-paper umbrella opened above her head, and the green aura suddenly covered it, forming a dense circle of defense.

With a sword in her right hand, she leaned down and rushed down from the top of the rock, but did not go towards the male cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

Bi Luo was refined by her own hands, and there was no problem holding her up for a moment.

The red pupil sword walked away with the body, the red shadows of the road, the scattered sword light, and the fluttering red clothes, I couldn't tell which one was redder.

Zhang Zhixi hid aside with difficulty, watching the red shadow move neatly among the five people, like a thick and colorful painting, engraved into her heart forever.

The hurricane in the canyon is gradually rising, and Qianyue has no intention of cleaning it up slowly, since she must be resolute and decisive, and she must not give people a chance to fight back.

A fire dragon soon walked on the red pupil sword, roaring loudly at the bottom of the windy valley, the fire dragon broke away from the sword body, fiercely passed through the opponent's body, and a female cultivator who could not escape was swept away, and the scream penetrated the canyon.

The sword pierced, and the cry stopped abruptly.

But with a cup of tea, the original five people have gone to two.

The male cultivator in the late stage of foundation building looked at the ground in shock, a half-crippled body, and a pile of black ashes.

"Senior brother, junior sister, I'll kill you!"

He raised his sword and stepped forward, and his spiritual power was ferociously output, and the water snake poured out from the sword body and flew quickly to the opposite side.

Qianyue dodged sideways, still slashed her arm by the sword qi, and the coolness immediately penetrated the meridians along her skin, hovering in the dantian.

She endured the pain, and the tricks were quickly punched, and one by one they sank into the umbrella.

Biluo umbrella flies into the air, like a canvas, weaving bigger and bigger above the canyon, and the rich green light spreads down, like the forest green, dyeing the canyon with vitality.

The flying water snake seemed to have encountered an invisible barrier, and it was suddenly difficult to swim away.

Qianyue's eyes sank, and it was difficult to walk, but it didn't mean that it was difficult to go further.

At that moment, she grabbed the Red Pupil Sword and quickly stabbed at the monk next to her.

At the same level, in terms of spiritual power, speed, strength and defense, she had no reason to lose, but in a short time, she had already taken the life of the monk.

It was also at this moment that the defense of Biluo's umbrella was broken, and the back of the shoulder, which had been hit several times by the male cultivator, was completely exposed, and she turned sideways, still bitten on the shoulder by the water snake.

Qian Yue was in pain, and slashed with her backhand, scattering the opponent's water spiritual power, and quickly retreated under her feet, falling back on the previous rock.

She looked at each other with heavy eyes, and let the blood flow from the wounds everywhere, stained with red, and stained deep and shallow.

Fortunately, it's not so embarrassing.

It's just that more water spiritual power broke into the dantian, and it turned out to be unbearable pain.

The water system technique of the Water Cloud Sect really lives up to its name.

Now there were only two monks left among them, and the male cultivators in the later stage of foundation building were staring at her fiercely, and at the same time they were full of vigilance.

This woman's fighting method is really powerful, it has only been a long time, and she has already taken the lives of three people, even if she is hit by a water snake, she will not fall.

He narrowed his eyes and flew up, ready to take advantage of this opportunity to make up for another sword, but saw the man above smile deeply.

He secretly said that it was not good, but the next moment, he was shocked to realize the dull pain of the sea and fell from the sky.

Before he landed, a fiery red sword flew from above, piercing into his dantian.

He couldn't figure out how the nun hit his sea of consciousness until he died.

There was only one monk left in the middle stage of foundation building, and Qian Yue didn't make much effort to solve it quickly.

After putting away the Qiankun bags of several people, she took the pill and walked in front of Zhang Zhixi.

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