Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Is this a sign of bad intentions? Fu Ling'er looked at the group of people in front of him and could tell from their clothes that they were members of the Zhang family.

Isn't this Zhang family still giving up? This time, people came earlier than the last wave. Are they in a hurry to die?

Fu Ling'er stared at the group of people coldly, thinking that she had come just in time to try her latest talisman technique.

"Are you Fu Ling'er? After killing so many people in the Zhang family, are you ready to die?" Zhang Hu pointed his sword at Fu Ling'er and stared at Fu Ling'er condescendingly. His arrogant attitude made Fu Ling'er stand beside him. A few people are itching their teeth.

"Where did you come from, you dare to talk to Sister Ling like that, are you seeking death? Who gave you the courage?" Bai Yu stepped forward and blocked Zhang Hu's gaze.

"Were you also involved in killing members of my Zhang family?" Zhang Hu only now turned his attention to the other people, and he couldn't help but frown at this sight.

What is the origin of this group of people? The cultivation level is pretty good! And what are the cultivation levels of those two people? Why can't you see through it? But Zhang Hu didn't care. Even though he was a powerful Immortal King, he was afraid of her... well, even this woman couldn't see through it.

"Stop talking nonsense, you want to fight, don't you? I'm with you, come on," Bai Yu was interrupted from his good mood of cooking, and the words he said were far from his temperament, and he felt a little unable to get back.

"How dare you, come here, kill them, they are a bunch of bastards, leave no one alive," Zhang Hu was provoked. He was used to being aloof, how could he endure others pointing at him and scolding him?

"Bai Yu, you step back first, I'll do it," Fu Ling'er said before stepping forward to pull Bai Yu who was about to explode.

This is a good opportunity to practice, lest Bai Yu tear her into pieces, who will practice with her?

"You're here to die, right? I'll help you," Fu Ling'er said as soon as he finished speaking, a evil charm in his hand flew towards the group of people.

Zhang Hu's pupils were dilated, and he came just in time. A sword was unsheathed in his hand, and it was sharp. With a few sword flowers, the talisman flying toward him was shattered. He smiled contemptuously,

"You dare to kill so many members of my Zhang family with this little trick. I will take your life today to comfort the souls of my Zhang family. Will you kill yourself or will your soul return to my sword?"

"I don't know if you have ever heard of a saying that villains die from talking too much," Fu Ling'er said lightly, successfully making Zhang Hu's face turn red with anger.

"Instead of saying harsh words, why not take a look at your people, um..." Fu Ling'er looked at those who had been hit by the talisman.

Zhang Hu was just angry, and only after being reminded by Fu Ling'er did he notice the talents carefully cultivated by the Zhang family.

"You... what are you..." Zhang Hu was lucky not to look, but this sight made his heart beat wildly.

I saw those elites who had been hit by the talismans, standing there in pain, unable to scream or move, and could only freeze in place. Their ferocious expressions proved that they were in great pain at this moment.

Their faces were covered with black lines, and there was a faint black air lingering around their bodies, making them feel extremely cold. Seeing the appearance of their companions, those who had not been struck by the talisman took a few steps back, not daring to move forward any further.

Zhang Hu knew that these people must be useless. He had lost most of them before they even started. He was frightened and angry at the same time. He picked up his sword and flew up, attacking Fu Ling'er straight away.

Fu Ling'er didn't waste any words and rushed forward with the Meteor God Sword in his hand. In the early stage of Immortal Lord, you can try it. Fighting is exciting. So Fu Ling'er fought tirelessly with Zhang Hu as if he had been given a shot of blood.

Sure enough, as soon as the powerful Immortal Lord takes action, he will know it? Fu Ling'er didn't flinch when she was punched and fell heavily to the ground. She stood up like a carp and stood up to attack even more rapidly. A series of stabs, slashes, cuts, and cuts, as fast as lightning, the Meteor God Sword entangled Zhang Hu like a wandering dragon, causing him to immediately become confused.

"Ling'er..." Wan Qiyuan exclaimed. Seeing that Ling'er was injured, he was so anxious that he stepped forward to help her.

"Don't interfere. I can handle it. You go deal with those minions first. Leave this person to me."

Bai Yu and the others had been waiting for a long time and were itching to wait. Sister Ling gave the order and they rushed out of the cage like trapped animals that had been released and rushed towards the group of elite disciples.

This was the first time that Canglong and Yanqing saw the cruelty of their masters, and Bai Yu's methods made them frightened. Sure enough, it was not easy to become Bai Yu's mistress. After a period of contact, they became familiar with these things. People were more affectionate, especially Sister Ling. She seemed to have magic power on her, making them want to get closer.

Sister Ling was also very generous to them. She gave them all the precious and good things for them to use as they pleased. They were grateful in their hearts. Now, how could they bear it when someone comes to trouble Sister Ling? Of course, you won't give up until the other party has no place to hide.

So the two of them rushed into the crowd like big killers. The flaming tongues of fire ravaged the people who were close to him. The blazing flames on their fists hit the person. The area where the other person was hit was a piece of burned skin and flesh, and there was an immediate spread. Come to the smell of barbecue.

Canglong was not to be outdone. With one move, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked. The enemy in front of him was swallowed up by the sudden crack in the ground. Canglong closed his hands and the crack in the ground quickly closed. There was no trace of the seam, and his enemy was Buried alive. In order to prevent them from breaking out of the ground, Canglong also added the soil freezing technique on the ground, and the soil suddenly became as hard as iron. No matter how hard you try, you can't escape.

Zhang Hu was knocked back a few more steps. He looked at the woman opposite him in surprise. He never expected that this woman, who was only in the Mystical Immortal Realm, could be so good at fighting. He was two levels higher than her? Using coercion to directly crush the opponent, damn it, it didn't work on her?

Is this woman still a human being? A long gash was cut on the chest of Zhang Hu's neat clothes, and blood immediately flowed out. He quickly healed the wound.

After a while, he felt that the wound was unusual. Generally, when a strong Immortal Lord has a wound, it will heal itself quickly. If he takes the elixir, it will heal faster. It's just that he doesn't feel very good now, the wound is not healed, and the blood has been bleeding. He immediately realizes that the problem must be with that sword. What kind of sword is it? Such great harm to the powerful Immortal Lord?

Zhang Hu did not dare to despise his opponent anymore. He had been forced to use a trick. He flew back a few feet, and the long sword in his hand suddenly floated in the air. As he murmured words, the flying The sword quickly grew in size until an oversized giant sword flashed with cold light and pointed directly at Fu Ling'er.

Fu Ling'er felt the pressure, the pressure from the powerful Immortal Lord. She reacted quickly and drew a diamond amulet, blessing it on her body, and a golden light flashed. Zhang Hu, who was opposite him, sneered and laughed wildly,

"It's just a protective tiger. You want to take my full blow. Go to hell in your dream." Zhang Hu no longer gave Fu Ling'er a chance to take action, and clasped his hands together fiercely.

"go"

"Ling'er, be careful," Wan Qiyuan was heartbroken. He also felt a strong force coming from him. He tried hard to move closer to Ling'er, but he couldn't move.

"Back off," Fu Ling'er didn't look at Wan Qiyuan. She faced the speeding giant sword with her bare hands.

"Bang...boom."