After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

There really was an ambush.

Song Xi had been prepared for a long time, and the devilish energy in his palm burst out, instantly igniting the Vajra Talisman that he had held in his hand a long time ago.

Produced by the big brother, it must be a high-quality product.

In an instant, runes circulated faintly around Song Xi's body, firmly protecting the person inside, making it indestructible.

She herself was not idle, she used her fingers slightly to push up the scabbard, and the Xuanqing blade came out of the sheath and lay in front of her.

Everything is done in an instant.

Jian Guang had already arrived in front of him, and struck directly on the back of Xuan Qingren's knife. The sharp sword intent followed, but it could not destroy the indestructible protection of the Vajra Talisman.

All attacks are blocked.

But this sword is obviously not a good thing, the sword spirit trembles and glows slightly, and Xuan Qingren's ability to break the opponent at the first meeting has been rejected for the first time.

There are only some tiny cracks on the sword body.

Stand firm and never break.

But Song Xi didn't panic.

She never pointed out that she would fight by triggering the domineering passive of Xuan Qingren.

The strong wind brought by the sword qi suddenly blew Song Xi's forehead hair, revealing a calm young face, as if standing opposite her was not an opponent who wanted her life, but an old friend who had known her for many years.

The long sword reflected the girl's brows and eyes full of stories, and the sword cultivator Langqi was stunned for a moment, and the sword in his hand was taken back a step slowly.

Song Xi flipped his wrist, and suddenly changed his moves, turning passive into active, and took the initiative to entangle him.

The black magic energy of Xuanqing Blade snaked upwards, directly and firmly entangled the blade of the long sword of the Sword Cultivator Wolf Knight.

In the next second, Xuan Qingren's blade slammed into the sword.

"Lang lang—"

The ice blades collided in two, facing each other, making a tooth-piercing sound.

Immediately with a "click", the long sword broke in two.

The air fell into an eerie silence.

The sword cultivator who attacked with the sword in his hand froze in place.

broken? !

Although his spirit sword is not a high-level magic weapon, it is also an old antique that he dug out from the secret realm with great pains, and it is quite handy to use.

On weekdays, cutting a vegetable and opening a wine pot lid can be called cutting iron like mud.

In the process of confronting a little girl, she was cut off directly?

"brother."

Song Xi blew a hooligan whistle, with lively eyebrows and eyes, and said cheaply, "Your sword is not of good quality, why can it be broken with one blow?"

Sword Cultivator Wolf Knight: "???"

Is it cheap? If you cut off the human sword, you will have to make two crazy ridicules.

"Actually, I interrupted it for your own good." Song Xi spoke earnestly.

"???"

Jianxiu Langqi was stunned for a moment, looked away from his broken long sword, raised his head, and looked even more confused.

"What?" He said gloomily, his eyes were extremely cold, "Are you going to pay me yours?"

"No." Song Xi shook his head, very sincerely, "What I mean is, you can cry and go home to find your mother, and ask her to replace you with a better one."

"I'm not Ma Baonan!" Jianxiu Langqi was not stupid, so he could tell that Song Xi was mocking him.

In other words, this person has nothing good to say when he opens his mouth.

Even if there is, it is paving the way for the following nonsense.

He threw away the waste sword in his hand, took it out of the storage bag, and there were two male and female double swords in his hand.

Jianxiu Lang stepped on his toes and rushed up again, "You die!"

"Tsk."

"It's not sunny to be full of fighting and killing."

While complaining, Song Xi's eyes fluttered in all directions, and he was unreasonable and unforgiving, "You are still so rude when talking to others, let me teach you a lesson for your unworthy descendant."

Song Xi retreated with a slippery step, creating a distance.

While stalling for time, she calmly observed her surroundings.

The cave was still the same cave, and the many monks who were hung were still like fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

The sword cultivator wolf rider completely confiscated his hand when he just used his sword move. The fierce sword energy and wind cut the skin of many monks along the way.

Drop by drop of blood flowed down the skin, dripped onto the ground, and stuck together with the half-dried, blackened blood on the ground.

The smell of blood is pungent.

Song Xi noticed that in the four corners, several monks had already stopped breathing, and each of them had a blood-stained flag sticking out of their chests.

The runes on it are mysterious and obscure.

Standing next to him was a talisman master Langqi, who was continuing to draw on the flag.

It looks like a big project.

Song Xi gave up after glancing at it. This is really not something a half-baked talisman master like her can understand.

Song Xi's absent-mindedness made the sword repair wolf rider even more frustrated. He quickened his speed and rushed to Song Xi's face, "You give me..."

dead!

Before he could finish his cruel words, Song Xi had already turned his palms, and the little flying chair came out of the arena again, and at an extremely tricky angle, he dodged the ultimate move of the male and female swords very quickly, and landed behind the sword cultivator wolf cavalry.

With a twist of Xuan Qingren's blade, it slashed fiercely at the waist and flanks of Jianxiu Langqi.

The sword cultivator's reaction speed was not slow, and he bent over to avoid the knife that could cut him in half.

But Song Xi still hooked the tip of the knife, and accurately snatched a token from the wolf rider's belt.

It is the token that passes through the formation at the entrance of the cave.

Song Xi controlled the little flying chair to rush forward, quickly raised his leg, and kicked the sword cultivator wolf rider out of the cave when he rushed too fast and couldn't stop.

"Don't be too grateful to me, my name is Lei Feng."

"Help your every dream."