Counterattack Xiaoxian

That person was the maid Huanhua who came from the sea of ​​flowers.

Huanhua peeped from a high place and saw a colorful thing approaching.

Fortunately, the golden-eyed kingfisher on her shoulder let out a low cry, letting her know that her target was correct.

After a while, Ye Chuiqing staggered over and suddenly heard several faint barkings.

At this time, he was feeling dizzy, thinking: "Oops! Could it be that the dead dog followed him out? If something happens, he will have to be kicked out...!"

So Xun Mo stepped forward, gradually deviating from the main road and walking deeper into the forest.

Further forward, I saw a maid from a distance carrying a wooden bucket to fetch water from the mountain spring.

The water in the bucket is overflowing, reaching waist height, and the water is rippling.

This woman was like a weak willow supporting the wind. She carried the bucket several times without even lifting it. She turned to him and called out: "Hey! This little fairy, can you help me?"

"Eh?"

"I'm rushing back to cook. I don't want the bucket to be too big today." The maid seemed annoyed.

Ye Chuqing naturally knew very well what kind of person he was seeing in front of him.

The disciples and elders of the inner sect of Fuqi Sect also need servants to serve them, and they are similar in nature to him.

It's just that they are serving people, and he is serving dogs.

The so-called sympathy for the same people, he had already planned to help, but he still maintained a trace of vigilance and asked: "Are you...?"

"The Nu family is the people close to Master Gongsun."

oh! Let a pretty girl come all the way to fetch water, Gongsun and his two brothers can do it.

He had no doubts anymore and approached to grab the handle of the bucket. Unexpectedly, the handle suddenly turned into a vivid and slender hand and pulled it inside.

Ye Chuiqing suddenly disappeared, and the water surface bubbled "gugu".

A guy who was not regarded as a "good guy" fell down and squatted, got up and gathered his spiritual power, and found that he had entered a place similar to a water prison.

The water cell is airtight, with sewage covering the ankles. Iron chains and rotten wood can be seen everywhere, and bits and pieces of bones are scattered among them.

The stone walls on all sides were like knives and axes chipping away at each other, with several torches sticking out diagonally, giving the entire space a dark look.

The maidservant stood several feet away, with all the fragility on her body gone, leaving only a coldness, as if she had changed from a delicate flower to a man-eating vine.

Ye Chuiqing didn't have much vision and didn't know that he had been teleported elsewhere at this moment.

The maid waded into the water and walked slowly, saying, "Someone wants you to die. My sister will give you a ride."

As she spoke, her momentum rose sharply, and her outpouring of ideas was breathtaking.

Under oppression, Ye Chuiqing's spiritual power surged throughout his body, but his breath wavered.

"Third level of Qi refining?" The maid frowned and cursed in her heart, didn't she agree to the first level of Qi refining?

But she was still not prepared to change her plan. Her cultivation level was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, so she could definitely reach it by force.

"Pong"

Ye Chuiqing took action first, and a ball of flames struck.

Before he could reach him, Lie Yan was gently rolled away by the maid's sleeves, and then whipped down like an iron whip.

He barely blocked it, and his whole body hit the ground, causing a large splash of water.

Then the sleeves swept across like an angry python, knocking it back dozens of feet again.

"Don't come over here!" Ye Chuiqing hit the stone wall behind him and felt that his bones were about to break.

The scream was very violent, but the moment he landed, he swung out three wind blades, forming a "pin" shape, cutting across the waist.

However, these wind blades did not perform any feats and were shot down casually before they even got close.

The wind blade bounced off the stone wall and only scratched a few tiny marks, showing that it was extremely hard.

"Wind Blade Technique? I have some skills that my sister likes!" The maid chuckled, and her shadow moved around, coming towards her like a ghost.

He didn't dare to hold back anymore, and let out a series of wind blades in one breath, stirring up countless sawdust and water splashes, mixed with the snapping sound of rusty iron locks...

However, when the opponent made a maneuver in the air, all the wind blades were swept away, as if they had never existed.

too strong!

Ye Chuiqing's eyes showed the look of a trapped animal, and he realized that the sleeve was unusual and should be a magic weapon.

Magic weapons are also a good thing, but he doesn't have them, mainly because he is poor, and secondly because he has not yet mastered the "technique of controlling weapons".

This is like fighting with bare hands, the difference is too obvious!

The maid seemed to have lost her patience and said: "If your skills stop here, just die in peace so that you can keep company with the dead souls here."

"Do you need to remind me?"

"You bitch, come again!"

When the maid heard this, her face was so gloomy that she could squeeze out water. She gritted her teeth and said, "Puppy! I will skin you."

As he spoke, he waved his clothes and prepared to kill in one fell swoop.

"Whoosh" Two more wind blades shot out. She smiled and was about to shoot them down.

But then there was a "whistle" sound, and dozens of wind blades shot over in a swarm.

She did a backflip and fell back more than ten meters.

"No wonder you are arrogant. It seems that you have put in a lot of hard work in your 'Wind Blade Technique'."

"But that's it. I will kill you within three steps."

After saying that, she tugged on her sleeve, and it turned into a soft whip, like a crocodile tail, with cold shining iron pieces nailed on it.

The soft whip drew an arc and whipped out quickly.

The wind blades and whip shadows in the sky collided together, the light and shadow in the dungeon shook, and the torches flickered on and off.

The maid's hand shook, opening a gap, and the person took a step forward.

Ye Chuiqing was not idle either, and immediately sent out a wind blade to make up for it, still encircling it.

Unexpectedly, the maidservant's expression changed. She swung her soft whip wide open and closed, brushing away several wind blades.

"shhhhh"

The number of wind blades has been replenished again, and the situation is beyond imagination.

This is how Ye Chuiqing upgraded the "Wind Blade Dance" to another level in the visualization space. Today, he tried it out, but it had surprising results.

"Humph!"

Infused with the maid's spiritual power, the soft whip seemed to come to life, forming multiple whip shadows that entangled with the wind blade.

"ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"

Wind blades kept being brushed off, but there were also wind blades that kept joining in, keeping the number unabated.

She was caught in a rare fierce battle. She used all her moves and could not take more than three steps, let alone fulfill her vow to kill.

What's even more frightening is that her spiritual power is being depleted rapidly, making it increasingly difficult to cope with it.

In fact, Ye Chuiqing did not have an advantage and was struggling to support himself. Once his spiritual power failed, it would be his physical death.

But for some reason, a strong desire gradually ignited in his body. He couldn't tell whether it was hunger or pain, but he started to feel ready to move.

He was embarrassed to admit that the target he was about to attack was actually the opponent in front of him.

"You beast...be careful, don't even look at what time it is."

But his brain can't keep up with the changes!

The maidservant was dripping with sweat, her body was undulating, and she was trying to find a way to break through the situation. She was suddenly illuminated by an oval-shaped white light, and then withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, the essence of the body was lost and it was turned into dust by the wind blade.

Ye Chuiqing suddenly became very full, as if filled with a kind of joy.

I couldn't help but tremble slightly, wishing I could find a place to dance...

But this was just his physical feeling. After experiencing the Jedi counterattack, he was not very excited in his heart.

"It's fatal, it's here again!"

This feeling of hunger and thirst had appeared the last time I was forced to confess by the rat spirit, but it was just not as strong as this time.

And the scene just now was even more shocking, like watching a special effects blockbuster.

Although it wasn't him who died, it was indeed too weird.

He even had a premonition that the "evil egg" would become a sharp sword hanging over his head, and he couldn't tell when it would explode.

"Haha, let's see who will be unlucky next!"

Thinking of this, Ye Chuiqing was in a good mood.

The person who wants to kill him this time is none other than Elder Luo from the dining hall or the Heishui Cao family. With this trump card, he might be able to get a few more backers.