Chapter 022: Self-Exploding Sword Soul
"Don't think!"
The purple-clothed woman's eyes were extremely cold, and before the ugly man finished speaking, she snorted, and the long sword in her hand quickly slashed out, and a thick sword qi shot out like a flying rainbow, slashing towards the ugly man.
The ugly man's brows furrowed slightly, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth narrowed slightly, and his figure flashed quickly, dodging the sword qi that came from the flash, and at the same time, he saw his hands in the storage bag on his waist for a shake, and there were a few more talismans in his hands in an instant.
A sword was slashed out, but the woman in purple did not stay at all, followed by the second, third, and fourth swords......
Dao Dao sword qi slashed out one after another.
In the face of the fierce attack of the woman in purple, the ugly man was not in a hurry, only to see that the talisman in his hand was extremely strange, or turned into an attacking wind blade, or turned into a defensive air shield, which can be described as both offensive and defensive.
Jiang Huan in the bushes had a solemn face, and when he saw the battle between the two, he realized that he still underestimated the two of them before, if he was not mistaken, the strength of the two was very likely to reach the Lingyuan realm, and the two of them were not simple, the woman in purple was a sword cultivator with a special sword body, and the ugly man in black was a rare talisman cultivator.
Although the cultivation of the two is equal, at this time, in terms of real combat power, it is obvious that the ugly man has the upper hand, and Jiang Huan is not surprised by this. Fu Xiu is different from other monks, they will generally make all kinds of rune seals in advance, and they only need to activate the rune seal when fighting, and the vitality consumption of activating the rune seal is very small, as long as they have enough rune seals, their continuous combat ability is often several times that of monks of the same level, so the best way to fight with Fu Xiu is to kill with one hit, otherwise the longer it drags on, the more disadvantageous it is.
Jiang Huan judged that the woman in purple in front of her should have been fighting with the ugly man for a while, and she had consumed a lot, if she didn't have the ability to kill, the woman in purple might definitely lose, and according to the ugly man's words, the woman in purple seemed to have been poisoned, and the situation was not optimistic.
"Boom, boom, boom......"
The battle between the woman in purple and the ugly man continued, and sword qi and wind blades appeared from time to time, stirring the nearby heaven and earth vitality.
After a moment of fierce fighting, the woman in purple had already attacked less and defended more, and gradually became a little invincible.
The ugly man casually threw out two attack talismans, grinning and said: "Quack, little niu'er, I'm afraid that the Seven Kills and Poison in your Qi is going to attack soon, I advise you to be arrested, otherwise it would be a pity to die of poison, so it's better to stop quickly and let Feng detoxify ...... for you."
The woman in purple barely defused the two wind blade attacks, snorted lightly, the chill in her beautiful eyes increased sharply, and quickly slashed out, and the sword qi rushed straight at the ugly man.
"Okay!" The ugly man flashed quickly and said wantonly: "The temperament is strong enough, Feng likes it." ”
In the next moment, four runic seals flew out of the ugly man's hand almost simultaneously, and quickly turned into wind blades and slashed towards the purple-clothed woman.
The purple-clothed woman's face sank, it had already made it quite difficult for her to deal with the two wind blades before, but now it was obviously more difficult to face the four wind blades, I saw her clear shadow floating, and she dodged one of the wind blades in a thrilling way, and at the same time, the long sword in her hand danced, stimulating a lot of protective sword qi.
"Bang, bang......"
The wind blade and the sword qi collided violently, and there was a loud explosion.
However, the purple-clothed woman's talisman sword qi was still weaker after all, and I saw that her talisman sword qi collapsed when she resisted the third wind blade.
Although the third wind blade was consumed, the remaining momentum was not dissipated, and the lightning seemed to slash towards the woman in purple.
The next moment, the delicate body of the woman in purple instantly flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground more than ten zhang away, and the long sword in her hand came out in mid-air.
Seeing this, the ugly man subconsciously showed a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, and then with a light tiptoe, he landed a few feet away from the woman in purple, and said with a strange smile: "Little niuer, I said that you should not resist, it is not in the hands of Feng Mou now, Gaga, Feng Mou will definitely help you detoxify and let you taste what it means to be immortal." ”
As he spoke, the ugly man unhurriedly grabbed a talisman from his storage bag. The talisman seal was crushed by the ugly man, turning into a protective air shield. Although the woman in purple had been seriously injured and had lost her sword, he was careful to put a layer of defense on herself.
Then, with an evil smile on his face, the ugly man walked towards the woman in purple lying on the ground.
Just when the two were only more than ten steps apart, the purple-clothed woman's gaze suddenly sharpened, and at the same time, she saw that the lightning in her left hand seemed to throw a palm-long mini sword, shooting at the ugly man.
The ugly man's face changed slightly, and his figure immediately retreated sharply.
Still, he seemed to be a step too late.
When the woman in purple threw out the mini sword, she immediately shouted softly: "Burst!"
"Boom!"
The mini-sword exploded before the ugly man could reach it.
A violent force burst open with the mini sword as the center, and instantly enveloped the surrounding area of several feet, and the ugly man happened to be caught in it.
"No ......"
The defensive aura on the ugly man's body collapsed almost instantly in the furious aura of the explosion, and he only shouted a word in horror before his voice stopped abruptly.
In an instant, the ugly man was blown out and fell to the ground more than ten feet away, and his body was already full of holes, not human-shaped, and one of his hands disappeared at shoulder length, obviously no longer alive.
The woman in purple reluctantly stood up, glanced at the ugly man's unrecognizable corpse, and breathed a sigh of relief, but her face became quite pale at this time. The self-detonation of the mini sword just now actually had a great impact on herself, otherwise she would not have used such a move at this last moment, and she was indeed injured a lot, and bright red blood dripped from the corners of her long sleeves.
"I didn't expect that the monk of the Spirit Yuan Realm cultivated the sword soul, but it was a little surprising, it seems that her sword body is not an ordinary sword body, it should be an extremely special sword body, but this self-detonating sword soul is a move to kill a thousand enemies and self-damage eight hundred, and this fortunate sword soul cultivated hard can be defeated, and if you want to re-cultivate the sword soul, you can only start from scratch step by step......"
Jiang Huan, who was hiding in the bushes, had a full view of the battle between the two, and the purple-clothed woman's last move to self-detonate the sword soul still surprised him. The sword soul is a special existence that can be condensed by sword cultivators, and it has many special magical powers, but ordinary sword cultivators need to go to the Earth Yuan Realm to barely cultivate it, and the strength of the woman in purple seems to have barely reached the Spirit Yuan Realm and she has already cultivated the sword soul.
Soon, the woman in purple picked up the long sword and slowly walked to the corpse with an unbelievable face.
Seeing that the ugly man was indeed dead, the woman in purple's pale face relaxed slightly again, picked up the other party's storage bag, put it in her pocket, and then prepared to put away the long sword, but her expression suddenly changed, she looked sideways at a cluster of trees not far away, and said coldly: "Who? ”