Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Suddenly, a fierce aura came towards him like a cannonball. It seemed to be born from the void, abrupt and strange. Fu Zuoyi's keen sense of crisis made him instinctively dodge the fierce sword by turning sideways.

He dodged it, but the man next to him didn't have time to react and was hit hard by the sword energy. His body flew backwards like a kite with its string cut, and he died instantly.

"Who is it?" Fu Zuoyi looked towards the direction where the sword energy came from with a gloomy face. He was stunned when he saw the four people standing out. Women? He didn't expect that someone would dare to attack him from behind.

"Hmph! What? Aren't you waiting for me?" Fu Ling'er blurted out cold words, her eyes shooting towards Fu Zuoyi like sharp arrows.

Fu Zuoyi's pupils trembled. Fu Ling'er? The target this time? He didn't expect that the person he wanted to kill would be such a beautiful woman?

It was a pity that he didn't have time to react. The powerful aura emanating from the woman made his heart palpitate.

This woman is not a good person.

However, at this moment, the arrow has been drawn and must be shot. It is no longer the time for him to retreat.

"Hehe, who did I think you were? Since you're here, just leave your lives behind and come at me," Fu Zuoyi took the lead in attacking after saying these harsh words.

The next moment, a purple shadow quickly shuttled through the crowd of Guisha Pavilion, and returned to Fu Ling'er.

Some people in the Guisha Pavilion were already covered in black smoke and fell to the ground twitching.

Fu Zuoyi and Dou Zhixun stared at Xiao Zi in astonishment. They thought to themselves, this is the purple-haired boy, who is he? Is he a top-level thunder cultivator?

Without time to think, both sides were plunged into a new round of fierce fighting.

The two sides were like two ferocious beasts, with a firm and resolute light flashing in their eyes. Each attack was full of power and speed, as if to tear the other into pieces. Their bodies flew in the air, and the collision of swords made a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere.

The tempo of the battle became faster and faster, and both sides mercilessly displayed their most powerful moves. Their figures intertwined in the air, making people dazzled. Every move was carefully considered, designed to cause the greatest damage to the opponent.

In this tense atmosphere, time seems to pass very slowly, yet also very quickly.

Fu Zuoyi, Dou Zhixun and the others were already sweating profusely, their breathing became rapid, and they had consumed too much spiritual power. It turned out that they were full of confidence in their own strength.

However, under the powerful attack of Fu Ling'er's Chaos Power and the blessing of the Sword of the Fallen God, as more and more wounds were cut on their bodies, they became more and more frightened and desperate.

As the situation changes, their psychological defenses are on the verge of collapse at any time.

At this moment, they seemed to understand why the other three teams were wiped out?

The opponents' clean and neat movements and the ferocious killing moves made them like emotionless killing puppets. They were even more like killers than real killers like them.

Under the increasingly fierce attacks from Fu Ling'er and his gang, Fu Zuoyi began to consider retreating.

But how could Fu Ling'er give them a chance to survive?

He changed his posture and stood in the air, looking down at the embarrassed Fu Zuoyi and others, thinking, are they still resisting? It seems they still have strength.

"You guys step back," Fu Ling'er sent a message to Lingyou and Xiaozi. After receiving the order, Lingyou pulled Zhuge Qiao and retreated.

Fu Ling'er saw that Ling You and the other two had already withdrawn from the battle circle, while Fu Zuoyi and the others were still panting heavily, looking at Fu Ling'er standing in the air in confusion.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis made Fu Zuoyi look at the movements of the woman's hands. He suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted,

"No, run away."

The remaining forty or fifty people instinctively wanted to escape, but Fu Ling'er was faster than them.

In her hand, she held a formation plate and smashed it hard towards Fu Zuoyi's feet.

"boom,"

Suddenly, a killing formation was activated instantly, and Fu Zuoyi, Dou Zhixun, and his remaining subordinates were all covered by the formation.

"Ah, help, let me out, let me out quickly,"

Some people tried their best to attack the formation barrier, but it was in vain for the already wounded killers. The barrier shook twice and then became as solid as a rock.

Suddenly, many people despaired. Some people even attacked the barrier more fiercely, as if only this could bring some comfort to their panicked hearts.

"Let me out, I don't want to play anymore, please, let me out."

"Shut up, anyone who deserts the battlefield will be killed."

"Ah... help me,"

The four of them watched the people running away in panic in the killing array, whose steps were restricted by the array. They were unable to dodge the frequent attacks of wind blades, ground spikes, lightning strikes, ice cones, and fireballs, and could only wail and desperately beg for mercy.

Several people's expressions remained unchanged.

They understand an eternal truth: being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.

If Sister Ling hadn't been more resourceful, they would be the ones lying on the ground now.

Soon, the fighting in the formation died down until it became completely silent.

Undoubtedly, this was a battle without suspense, and Fu Ling'er and his companions escaped unscathed.

The battle over there has also ended, and the four divine beasts and their men rushed to Fu Ling'er.

"Mother, look, this is what I looted from that old woman. I give it to you," Xiao Que'er handed Fu Ling'er a string of green beads. One could tell at a glance that it was not an ordinary item. It was a very beautiful defensive magic weapon, and its grade was mid-level Xuan grade.

"You take it yourself, mother doesn't want it. Are you hurt?"

"It's not serious. Fortunately, Brother Qinglong blocked the sword for me. I only had some scratches on my skin. I'm healed now. However, this battle gave me a clearer understanding of my own strength. Mother, I can fight against a cultivator in the early stage of a god without any pressure." Xiao Que'er said proudly.

"That's good, keep working hard," Fu Ling'er encouraged Xiao Que'er, and then she saw the people behind her.

"Are you all okay? Let me take a look," Fu Ling'er looked worriedly at the people who were supporting each other. Mie Ya and Hua Ban Yu were also seriously injured.

Because the other side had three True God Realm masters, the seven of them were injured to varying degrees, especially Lu Yan, who did not look very well.

"Sister Ling, I'm fine. I've taken the elixir, and the wound has scabbed over. I'll recover after a rest." Lu Yan's strength was the lowest, so it was a bit difficult for him to fight against the God Realm right now. Fortunately, he had a lot of good things given by Fu Ling'er, so if he couldn't win, he could run away.

Fortunately, the strength of Baihu, Xuanwu and Qinglong is close to the super god realm. Especially Baihu and Xuanwu, the two have rich combat experience, and it is almost the three of them who can fight against the three masters of the true god realm.