Chapter 444: Gu Lingling

"Zhiyao, you go first, and I'll take care of the rest. Yi Hanwei also saw that Gu Lingling had brought another Jindan monk over, and she was in a hurry.

This time, it's a mid-Jindan monk.

"It's okay!" Zhi Yao just shook her head, although there is a big gap in cultivation, but if you really fight, you may not lose.

I also have a hole card that I have never used.

"Why did you beat Brother Yang?" Gu Lingling gave Yang Shiwen an elixir, helped him close to Zhi Yao, and angrily stretched out her hand to accuse.

Zhi Yao stared at Yang Shiwen with a smile, and looked at him with a shudder.

Yang Shiwen is bitter in his heart, he just wants to run away from this female devil now, but he can't admit it in terms of face, so he can only hold on.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Feeling that Yang Shiwen was trembling a little, Gu Lingling became nervous.

Brother Yang has good qualifications and is good to her, she finally met such a person, but she can't let him have an accident.

"I ......" Yang Shiwen glanced at Zhi Yao, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't speak.

Can he say that he actually wants to beg for mercy? The other party's appearance of winning the game doesn't take the people brought by Gu Lingling in his eyes at all.

"Uncle Wen, please teach me a good lesson for this person who doesn't know the height of the sky!" Gu Lingling looked back at the middle-aged man behind her, who was the mid-stage Jindan monk.

Wen Yao actually paid attention to Zhi Yao when the two were fighting, and the other party was obviously a physical cultivator.

As we all know, no matter how powerful the physical cultivation is, there is a limitation, that is, it needs to be close to the attack.

Unless the opponent's cultivation has reached the Yuan Infant stage, he can directly mobilize the attribute attack in the space.

Therefore, as long as she pays attention not to be close to her, she will definitely lose.

"Hmm!" Wen Yao nodded lightly and walked in front of Gu Lingling and the others.

"Little girl, if you admit defeat yourself, you can suffer less. I know you're a physical cultivator, but I'm not as careless as him, and I'll let you get close!" Wen Yao said with the appearance of an elder.

"If you don't try, how do you know that I will suffer?" Zhi Yao is also a person who has seen big scenes, even the Yuanying Monk she dares to fight to the death, just a Jindan Monk wants to scare her?

"Heh, since you don't appreciate it, then don't blame me for being rude. Wen Yao didn't expect Zhi Yao to be so arrogant, so he sank his face, felt out a jade ruyi, and gently swiped in the direction of Zhi Yao.

At the same time, he sprinkled a handful of Spirit Devouring Vine seeds around him, and in an instant, he was surrounded by grass vines, blocking Zhi Yao's chance to get close.

Zhi Yao has always been nervous, although her mouth is more arrogant, but her heart is extremely vigilant.

As soon as the other party had the intention to make a move, she immediately took out a fusion sword intent from the abyss and slashed over.

At the same time, with a wave of Zhi Yao's left hand, a heavenly wolf formed by divine thunder appeared, roared angrily at Wen Yao, and rushed over.

Wen Yao was taken aback by Zhi Yao's counterattack, the other party was not a physical cultivator, but a sword cultivator!

Feeling the strong destruction intent of the heavenly wolf, Wen Yao's scalp suddenly went numb, and he quickly dodged and dodged around.

But that day the wolf was like having eyes, and he chased after him, and he couldn't get rid of it.

And the fusion sword intent and Wen Yao's attack collided together, and some of them were dissolved, and the rest hit Zhi Yao's body, but was resisted by her magic robe, and in the end, she was only shocked and took a few steps back, and then stopped.

In the final analysis, the other party still despises himself, thinking that he can't get close and can be solved casually.

It is a big taboo to despise the enemy in a fight, which is summed up by Zhi Yao's many fights.

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