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Relying on the protection of her armor, the woman used several powerful moves in succession, even ignoring Yu Yao's talismans.

Yu Yao was a little annoyed and took out a talisman with great pain.

A talisman of the half-step saint master level! The masked woman felt nervous when she saw the special mark on the talisman.

Yu Yao had already activated this talisman. She didn't have many materials for refining high-level talismans. This was also one of the few half-step saint master-level talismans she had refined. It was so painful to use it on this woman who she didn't know.

If the woman knew that Yu Yao felt she was not worthy of using this talisman, she would be so angry that she would die.

"Go!" Yu Yao shouted softly, and the talisman disappeared instantly. The masked woman looked at Yu Yao cautiously, watching the talisman disappear quite far away from her. She wondered in her heart, is there something wrong with the talisman?

Yu Yao also stood still and did nothing else. The masked woman paused for a few breaths and then used her killing move towards Yu Yao again. However, she suddenly realized that her dantian was empty and the spiritual power in her body seemed to dissipate all at once and could not be condensed.

Yu Yao curled her lips and smiled. If this talisman still can't defeat you, then she would be unworthy of being the talisman master, although no one knows about this.

"You, what did you do to me!" The woman was a little stunned, but as a master of the fusion saint level, she returned to normal in an instant.

Yu Yao threw a mocking look at him while clenching the sword again and injected the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire into the sword. The sword made a clanging sound excitedly, and she couldn't wait to avenge her previous shame.

The masked woman retreated quickly, but the armor on her body seemed very heavy. She could not use her spiritual power and her movements became slow. This gave Yu Yao an opportunity. She transformed her swords into dozens of swords and surrounded the masked woman.

"Star Slayer!" A masked man called out softly. Yu Yao heard it clearly with her sharp ears. Star Slayer?

The masked woman frowned and looked angrily at the man who spoke. She stretched out her hand and pulled the man who was coming towards her in front of her and used him as a shield. The man was immediately stabbed by dozens of swords and turned into a big hedgehog.

"You broke the rules, damn it!" Zhan Xing said softly, then threw the man's body aside.

The man opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Star Slayer, you're so cruel." Yu Yao called out her name deliberately.

Zhan Xing's eyes flashed, knowing that he had been exposed, he no longer had any worries, "Since it can't be hidden anymore, then there's no need to hide it." Zhan Xing took out a star-shaped awl and threw away the sword in his hand.

Star cone... Star cutter...

"You are from the Fire God Temple. No, to be precise, you are from Wanqi Lengyue." Yu Yao looked at the masked woman in front of her who no longer posed a threat without any concern.

"No matter who I am, you must die today!" The Star-Slaying Envoy had a fierce look in his eyes, and he seemed to have made some kind of decision.

"I heard that as a member of the Fire God Temple, if anyone can gain the recognition of the Phoenix and obtain the Fire of Nirvana, he or she can be ranked second only to the priests in the Fire God Temple and above everyone else, right?" Yu Yao said.

"That's right, but don't try to fool me. Do you think that by using talismans to change the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire, you can disguise it as the Fire of Nirvana? You can fool others, but you can't fool me." Zhan Xing had heard that Yu Yao possessed the Fire of Nirvana, but she absolutely did not believe it. It was impossible for two people in the world to possess the Fire of Nirvana at the same time. Since the goddess's fire was real, hers must be fake.

"Oh? Since you are so confident, why don't you come and verify whether my fire is real or fake." Yu Yao drew out a small cluster of Nirvana fire, and the spiritual power in her body was drained away by half at once.

It only took Yu Yao three breaths to retract the flame, but these three breaths were enough for Zhan Xing to see the flame in front of him clearly.

This color, this temperature, this extraordinary fire, far exceeds the flame pressure of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Fire, and is 80% similar to the Goddess's Nirvana Fire. The remaining 20% ​​is because this flame seems to surpass the Goddess's Nirvana Fire. There can be no flame in the world that surpasses the Nirvana Fire.

If one of the two is true, it must be this!

Seeing Zhan Xing's stunned and incredulous look, Yu Yao said, "Then, do you still want to kill me?"

Yu Yao wanted to see whether this Star Slayer was loyal to the Fire Temple or to Wanqi Lengyue. The Fire Temple and herself had a great connection. If someone could cultivate to the level of a combined saint, then he must be a different person in the Fire Temple. Let's find out first.

The Star Slayer looked at Yuyao. The conflict, entanglement and hesitation in his eyes were seen clearly by Yuyao.

"You go back and ask the priest first. I'll be waiting for you at any time." Yu Yao said confidently.

Zhan Xing hesitated for a moment. Yu Yao had a great chance of winning against him at this moment, but he did not make a move. And this flame... could there really be something fishy about it?

Zhan Xing seemed to have made up his mind, "Receive!" He raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist.

All the masked men retreated immediately. Zhan Xing took one last look at Yu Yao, turned around and left. The masked men followed closely behind him, and the group left quickly.

"We are incompetent and our guards are not good enough. Please punish us, Master!"

Yu Zhichang knelt down first, and everyone followed suit.

"You performed very well. This is a group of well-prepared gods." Yu Yao motioned for them to stand up, then walked up to the man who had just set up the formation and asked, "What's your name?"

"Returning home, my disciple, Yu Jingxing." The man was a little flattered. He looked much younger than Yu Zhichang.

"Are you a formation master?"

"Return to the master, yes." Yu Jingxing replied.

"The formation I just used should be the one I gave Yu Wenyan a few days ago. He learned it in just a few days. He has some talent." Yu Yao praised. This formation is impossible to exist with the background of Liuyang City, and the formation book she gave to Yu Wenyan a few days ago contains the content of this formation.

"Although the level of this formation is not high, it is extremely exquisite and requires extremely high control of details. Moreover, in this situation, you can think of using people instead of objects, which is good." Yu Yao praised sincerely.

This young man remained calm in the face of danger, which is great.

"Thank you for the compliment, Patriarch." Yu Jingxing was a little flattered.

"Return to the master's house and study the formation carefully. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. Remember, you must not fall behind in your cultivation."

"Thank you, Patriarch." Yu Jingxing put away the surprise on his face and said solemnly.

Yu Yao looked at the others, her face calm, without a trace of jealousy, and nodded secretly.

"You performed well just now, these are rewards." Yu Yao said, taking out some bottles and talismans and giving them to them, "Take his body back and bury it properly."

The sacrificed disciples had now been placed on a clean ground nearby, and Yu Yao looked at them with some regret.

Everyone nodded, and after this incident, they became more determined to become stronger.