Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

"Feng Xiwu? It came fast enough."

"..."

The woman standing out of nowhere under the clear blue sky is in opposition to the woman leaning against a tree and smiling in the quiet dense forest. The dividing line of light and shadow extends obliquely between the sky and the earth, separating the snow of the mountains from the fire of hell. Miscellaneous but distinct.

Feng Xiwu shielded Liuli behind him with a backhand, and looked down at Tang Shikou condescendingly: "Do you recognize me?"

Tang Shikou curled her lips. At this moment, she had already arranged her clothes. The gorgeous robes were dragging the floor, which were two extremes with the simple and elegant Feng Xiwu.

"Looks like you recognize me too, which is interesting."

A strange atmosphere spread between the two, Liuli suddenly thought of something, grabbed Feng Xiwu's sleeve and said anxiously: "Master, she is reborn! Be careful of her cheating!"

"Rebirth?"

It seems difficult to explain the meaning of rebirth to someone who has never seen it, Tang Shikou chuckled, not intending to let the master and apprentice chat so easily and happily.

During the gap between the speeches, Zhen Qi as the blade tore through the air and rushed over in a hurry!

There was back and forth, and the duel across a large realm was so fast that Liuli's eyes were dazzled and he didn't even see what the two men came up with first.

When the smoke caused by the true energy cleared, there was still nothing between Tang Shikou and Feng Xiwu.

The trees and grass had all been reduced to pieces, and the birds and beasts had fled for their lives as early as Tang Shikou's arrival.

Liuli shrank behind Feng Xiwu, quietly poked her eyes out of Feng Xiwu's shoulders, and saw Tang Shikou's face was a bit unsightly.

But lo and behold, neither of them were hurt.

Liuli seized the time and said, "Rebirth is to live once and die, and then the soul returns to a certain period of time before life to live again!"

Feng Xiwu: "Yes, I see."

In the plot of the original book, Tang Shikou had already killed Feng Xiwu once. Although the method was not very glorious, Tang Shikou should be even more difficult to deal with after her rebirth...

Liuli frowned, how did it say in the book, how did Tang Shikou sneak attack Feng Xiwu...

It seems that she used a certain mysterious move of hers. Also, she also manipulated Long Jingxing. Although Long Jingxing is dead now, where did that mysterious move come from... Oh no, I just can't remember it. up!

Getting more anxious and chaotic, Liuli scratched her head in distress, and said to Feng Xiwu: "Master, be careful, she has tricks!"

Tang Shikou didn't like to look up at people, so she came to the same height as the two of them, and said to Liuli with a smile: "My good sister, why don't you just talk about your sister, why don't you talk about yourself?"

Liuli: "... Demon girl! Don't try to slander me!"

She wouldn't be afraid of Xue Liuli's rebirth if it was true, but she wasn't after all, I'm afraid there will be loopholes if she is fooled like this.The more she understands the common sense in the cultivation world, the more Liuli understands how much Duoshe is hated in the cultivation world.

Through the smooth and cool fabric, Feng Xiwu patted the back of Liuli's hand with his backhand, a small movement made Liuli calm down.

Feng Xiwu looked at Tang Shikou, who showed her a malicious but deeply fearful smile.

"I never thought that I would meet the leader of Tang today." Feng Xiwu said calmly, "Then let's end it here."

"Alright."

Facing a difficult opponent, Tang Shikou finally showed her true skills, a translucent black silk fan, which she gently shook to cover her lips.

In Feng Xiwu's hand, he held an unpretentious long sword.

"Feng Xiwu, before you die, I would like to know how you found out?"

Liuli looked confused: What did you find?What just happened?

Feng Xiwu replied, "You shouldn't rely too much on experience."

As soon as the words fell, the sword turned into thousands of pieces of snow like a storm and swept across the space for thousands of miles, while Tang Shikou was like a wisp of smoke that made people unrecognizable and extremely ghostly.

Liuli was affected by the turbulent airflow, her skin felt cold and painful, she couldn't hold it back for a moment, and an uncomfortable moan came out of her throat.

It was also hard for Feng Xiwu, who could still take care of Liuli in the ever-changing battlefield, and pulled her closer to him with his backhand.

Like a kitten, Liuli was lifted onto Feng Xiwu's back.

However, just as Liuli breathed a sigh of relief, before she had time to feel embarrassed about being too close to her master, she was horrified to see that she involuntarily drew out the Qiushui sword.

Qiu Shui congealed the sword, and pointed it at Feng Xiwu's back.

That's right, since Tang Shikou can control Long Jingxing, why can't she control herself?

Liuli was in a trance for a while, she didn't know whether it was too much fear or why, she completely forgot everything that happened in this short period of time, and when she came back to her senses——

She saw that the tip of the sword was still firmly aimed at Feng Xiwu's heart, but a bloody hand was holding the front of the sword. Slender fingers gripped the tip of the sword.

Liuli looked up subconsciously, and saw her silly face in Feng Xiwu's slightly dilated pupils.

She lowered her head again, looking at the bloody hand... Wo?!That's my hand! ! !

The one holding the tip of the sword was naturally Feng Xiwu's hand, and in a slightly awkward posture, she turned half of her shoulder to one side and clamped Qiushuijian with her backhand.

Liu Li: "Aww! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa then!"

Liuli let go with an audible sound, Xue Hula's palm looked at her, her eyes turned black, and two strings of golden peas shot out.

With a light shake of Feng Xiwu's fingertips, he snatched the Qiushui sword from Liuli's hand.

At this time, Liuli still couldn't control her right hand, and continued to attack Feng Xiwu as if she had self-awareness.

In a duel between masters, a slight distraction is enough to bring about completely different consequences. A chuckle seems to come from all directions, making it impossible to catch the trace of the voice owner:

"Feng Xiwu, do you still like the meeting gift I gave you?"

Feng Xiwu's response was to flick the Qiushui sword with one hand, turning the Qiushui sword in one direction in the air, and the sword fell downward. She held the hilt of the sword, turned her body halfway, and her arms had already encircled Liuli.

Liuli was unable to move as if tied by an invisible rope, and then Feng Xiwu slapped her lightly on the back, and suddenly a surge of tingling and numbness dissipated from the body as if blown away by a strong wind. The mist was forced out from Liuli's body.

Liuli felt as if all her strength had been emptied, and she limply fell into Feng Xiwu's arms.

This close contact without a trace of gap made Liuli the first to endure Feng Xiwu's changes.

At this time, the blood in Liuli's left hand was stopped, but the injury caused by the full-power Qiushui Sword could not be cured so easily, the wound was still painful, Liuli looked away and pretended not to be injured.

There was some doubt in Tang Shikou's voice: "Feng Xiwu, who are you?"

Feng Xiwu replied, "The one who killed you."

Liuli was half leaning half against her arms, surrounded by cold air, looking down from her angle, it was so close that she could see it more clearly.

It's hard for Liuli to think of anything else in this situation.

"Master, you've lost weight!" With a pointed chin, the face that was originally not big was even smaller, Liuli felt distressed, "You're still pale!"

It was already white enough, but now it looks even whiter than before Liuli went down the mountain, as if she was sick.

Liuli blamed herself: "It's all my fault, I didn't prepare more food for the master and left it on the mountain, and left the master... starved..."

Tang Shikou: "... Tsk."

Feng Xiwu's hand was half a beat behind, a drop of blood congealed on her fingertip, and she pressed it between her eyebrows.

Not to mention Tang Shikou, who is as invisible as smoke, even Liuli, doesn't know what Feng Xiwu is planning to do.

But Feng Xiwu avoided the injury that should have been suffered in the plot, which greatly increased Liuli's confidence, so she didn't care about anything, curled up softly in Feng Xiwu's arms, raised her two little paws to her chest, her eyes sparkled Looking up at Feng Xiwu.

The good hand makes a fist up and down.

"Master, come on, Master, you are awesome!"

Master wants to throw this little annoying spirit away.

But if you really want to throw it down, I'm afraid she will be cut into a flesh by the surrounding ice flowers, so the master has no choice but to continue to hold her.

That bit of essence and blood penetrated into the center of the eyebrows, but it wasn't just the center of the eyebrows. Once the massive zhenqi exceeded a certain order of magnitude, it would be the same for the weak, but it couldn't be ignored for the strong.

Tang Shikou couldn't believe it: "This is impossible!"

Subconsciously, she revealed her figure, swung the black silk fan violently, and a deep crack that seemed to tear the sky and the earth rushed towards Liuli in Feng Xiwu's arms with terrifying suction.

This is the soft pinch of persimmons.

Liuli also saw that Tang Shikou's target was herself, and she wanted to distract Feng Xiwu by attacking herself:

"Master, she bullied me!!!" Liuli complained loudly.

Feng Xiwu loosened her brows, looked forward with clear eyes, held the Qiushui Sword in her empty hand, and waved it forward lightly.

The same sword was used by Feng Xiwu to a completely different effect from Liuli.

The ice flowers that filled the world were involuntarily attracted by this sword energy, and swirled and condensed into a "sword" that was pointed at the front and thick at the back. The temperature dropped suddenly, making Liuli shiver involuntarily.

Liuli stared nervously, watching the ice flower sword collide with the crack without blinking, the ice flower flew all over the sky again, smashed the crack and rushed towards Tang Shikou in one go!

Liuli's eyes were sour, and she blinked lightly.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Shikou fell to the ground, her long hair was disheveled, and she spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment.

She raised her finger, slowly wiped away the blood on her lips, and said in an unclear way: "Feng Xiwu, you are not in the Nascent Soul Stage."

Without saying a word, Feng Xiwu swung the Qiushui sword from top to bottom, and he was going to kill Tang Shikou here!

Tang Shikou threw out her own black silk fan, the fan rotated and became bigger, collided with the sword energy, and was then torn to pieces.

Seeing that the leader of the Black Lotus Sect was about to be buried here, she sneered, and at some point the ground was covered with the shadow of a black lotus under the fallen leaves and grass.

Feng Xiwu's face did not change, he swung down one sword after another, the surrounding area became colder and frost had already covered the ground, being drawn by this awe-inspiring cold air, clouds formed in the sky, and it snowed heavily.

Under Feng Xiwu's turbulent offensive, Tang Shikou tightly pursed the corners of her lips, just like when she smashed the glass and counterattacked again and again, the cold sword energy also shattered her heart time and time again. fight back.

If you fight, you can't fight, if you retreat, there is no way out.This is already a dead end.

Tang Shikou shifted her eyes to Liuli at this moment, she smiled and said, "Sister Liuli, you really have a good master!"

Then she smashed her left eye with a palm, and blood flowed all over the beauty's alluring face. With a strange smile, she stared at Liuli with her good right eye, and her body fell to the ground, just like that.

However, what Liuli didn't see was that a black shadow flowed in along the bloodstain, entangled with the shadow of the black lotus and seeped into the ground...

The last sword qi was unstoppable, and it struck Tang Shikou directly, cutting the beauty's corpse in two. Before the thick blood gushed out, it was frozen and sealed by the icy air.

Liuli looked at Tang Shikou's strange and miserable corpse, and murmured, "She's dead? Just... dead?"

Feng Xiwu retracted his sword, helped Liuli fall to the ground, and then let go.

Liuli staggered two steps, stood still, and wanted to check Tang Shikou's body, but she didn't dare.

At this moment, there was a muffled sound beside him.

Liuli looked back, and it was Feng Xiwu who sent it. Feng Xiwu moved his hand away from the corner of his lips, and a streak of blood quickly disappeared. When she raised her head to look at Liuli again, she first spoke to comfort:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."