The fairy is fierce

The Peach Blossom Lord pressed his fingers behind his head, and Zuo Lingquan felt a warm breath pouring into the Fengfu acupoint, spreading along the meridians and Qifu to his whole body.

The peach pit hidden in the Qifu was pulled, bursting out with brilliant green light; his heartbeat accelerated to the limit that his body could bear in an instant, and the almost boiling blood and qi rushed to Zuo Lingquan, making him dizzy and almost falling to the ground.

Dongdongdong...

Relying on external forces to push the body to the limit beyond the safe range, it would explode on the spot under normal circumstances, but the breath injected by the Peach Blossom Lord into the body was like countless iron chains, tightly holding the meridians and blood that should have exploded, and repairing the wounds in the body all the time.

The surface of Zuo Lingquan's body burst out with a trace of electric light, and his heartbeat trembled, even causing circles of ripples in the lake water under the ice; it was as if there was a strong wind surrounding his body, stirring countless cracks on the ice surface.

Kaka

Shangguan Lingye recognized this spell, it was the Wind and Thunder Curse of Taohuatan. Very few people knew it, because using it by oneself was equivalent to suicide. If you cast a curse on your companion, if you can't stabilize the meridians and acupoints, the other party will also die suddenly. Generally, only cultivators who are several realms higher dare to use this strong medicine on their companions, which is relatively useless.

However, with the realm of Taohua Zunzhu, it is impossible for him to lose control and go wrong when casting the Wind and Thunder Curse on Zuo Lingquan. It is very appropriate to use it at this time.

Taohua Zunzhu cast the spell quickly, and it was completed in an instant, and his fingers left the Fengfu acupoint.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of bloodshot, and his vision was a little blurred. His almost bursting heart made it difficult for him to concentrate. The indescribable sense of power stimulated every inch of his body all the time. The unshakable iron tower opposite the ice lake seemed to be a little shorter at this time.

"Hoo"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't suppress the power that had nowhere to vent. After a loud shout, a thunderous explosion sounded from the bottom of his feet from the ice surface of the pond.

Thunder

A flash of lightning flashed across the ice lake between the snowy peaks.

Zuo Lingquan didn't know how fast this was, because the moment he thought about it, the sword in his hand had already reached the middle-aged man in white.

But the middle-aged man in white was not Han Ning, and he had no intention of seeking death. How could he stand and use his head to receive the sword? He punched back.

Boom

The middle-aged man in white looked like a martial artist, and his boxing skills were extremely experienced. When he punched, he actually made a dull sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. The right fist covered with scales and armor patterns, the fist wind brought up tore the ice surface of several feet in radius, and hit Zuo Lingquan in the face with the momentum of shaking mountains and breaking cities.

Zuo Lingquan's realm was low after all. He relied on the wind and thunder spell to stimulate his body to an unbearable level, but he still did not escape the reaction range of the middle-aged man in white.

Before Zuo Lingquan's sword was thrust out, the middle-aged man in white had already arrived, and his fist was in front of him.

Shangguan Lingye was shocked by this scene. If he was hit by this punch, Zuo Lingquan would have no chance to resist and would be smashed to pieces.

The speed was so fast that Shangguan Lingye, who was far away, had no time to help. This punch hit Zuo Lingquan's face in front of her eyes and also shattered something, but what was shattered was the shadow surrounded by thunder.

There was another thunderous explosion on the ice lake. Zuo Lingquan, who had already rushed to the white-clothed man, increased his speed again. His figure disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the white-clothed man's head. The Xuanming Sword in his hand had already stabbed the back of the white-clothed man's neck.

Whoosh

The sound of the sword bursting resounded through the night sky.

The black dragon-like sword energy, sticking to the skin of the white-clothed man's neck, poured out from the tip of the Xuanming Sword.

There was a crisp sound of "click" on the ice surface, as if something was smashed.

But that was all!

The surging sword energy hit the back of his neck and scattered, turning into a thin ring that spread out in all directions, like a sharp blade that cuts iron like mud, splitting the entire ice lake in two.

The middle-aged man in white slid forward more than ten feet before stopping in place. He did not fall down. A sword wound was left on the back of his neck, less than half an inch deep, with bright red blood oozing out, but it healed visibly.

Zuo Lingquan fell back to the ice behind him with a sword. The knuckles of his right hand broke, his heart beat like a drum, and his brows knitted. He did not expect this man to be so thick-skinned.

His body has been improved to a perverted level. Not to mention the peak of Youhuang, he must have the speed and reaction of the fourth level. The two swords were used at the same time, one sword broke the defense and the other sword penetrated the flesh. He should have pierced through the back of his neck, but he did not expect that Shenmen was not only hard in skin, but also in bones. If he had not held the Xuanming Sword, I am afraid that the tip of his sword would have been broken.

The middle-aged man in white twisted his neck, turned around, and re-arranged his fists:

"At this level, I can fight for a whole day; you have already used a sword at Wangbei Cliff, and with the wind and thunder spell squeezing your body, your Qi Hai reserves can only produce two more swords at most. If you don't use the third sword, you will die; martial artists can be fearless, but they can't rush to die. Let's go."

The middle-aged man in white knew so much because the Qi Hai reserves of cultivators at the same level have upper and lower limits. It is impossible for the Qi Hai reserves of Youhuang cultivators to be more vast than those of jade-level cultivators.

Zuo Lingquan's realm is clear, and how much true Qi is poured out when a sword is used is also clear to cultivators at higher levels. They can know it with a calculation.

The gap between them has reached this point. Under normal circumstances, as long as they don't make mistakes, they will not be defeated by the opponent.

But Zuo Lingquan did not retreat in the face of difficulties!

He believed that the sword in his hand could break the flesh and touch the bones, which meant that he could fight, and he didn't need to chop at the bones to kill people.

No matter how strong the white-clothed man is, it is impossible for every part of him to be equally strong. Zuo Lingquan does not believe that his eyes, throat, and heart behind the ribs can be as hard as bones. All he needs to do is to be more accurate. He practices swordplay to be more accurate and faster. What is so difficult about that?

Zuo Lingquan's breathing action looks a bit scary. The breath he breathes out of his nose has already contained some blood mist. After he glanced at the ice lake, his figure turned into a thunderbolt again and appeared on the left side of the white-clothed man, with the sword going straight to his neck.

"Hah"

The white-clothed man did not turn his head. His left fist had already been thrown, hitting the afterimage left in the air again. At the same time, his right arm and elbow swept backwards, hitting the afterimage again.

Bang bang bang

Shangguan Lingye, who was standing next to him in the distance, only saw the white-clothed man with lightning flashing around him. A nearly crazy figure appeared everywhere around the white-clothed man. The sword turned into an afterimage halfway out and continued to stab from another direction.

The man in white never turned his head from beginning to end. He didn't need to do so at such a close distance. With the fluctuation of Zuo Lingquan's breath that was difficult to conceal, he could predict the opponent's next move in advance and prevent it from leaking out.

Shangguan Lingye was not a martial artist, but he was not an amateur. He knew that it was meaningless to fight like this. Zuo Lingquan had no chance to get close to him and would be exhausted to death sooner or later. He wanted Zuo Lingquan to stop. ♦♦  ♦♦

But the Peach Blossom Lord next to him raised his hand to stop Shangguan Lingye.

With the Taoism of the Peach Blossom Lord, he could see the situation of the two people clearly and understand what Zuo Lingquan was doing.

In the late stage of Youhuang, the defensive means of the spirit valley realm, such as the true qi transformation and sword qi formation, were just a layer of paper for the martial artists of the same realm who carried magic weapons and immortal weapons. The only defense that the cultivators could rely on was the indestructible golden body magic weapon and the quick-reacting ghostly body skills.

The Divine Gate is said to be indestructible. Although the golden body is tough enough to be comparable to that of a demon beast, the hardened skin and bones must sacrifice flexibility. It is impossible to keep the body light and flexible while being as hard as iron and stone.

Although the white-clothed man's boxing is fierce, his movements are extremely large, with large openings and closings, and he does not use clever changes. This is because in order to maintain the indestructibility of the Divine Gate, the body must be a stable support, and the core cannot be shaken at will.

Due to the extension range of the arms and legs, such a fighting style must have a place where the defense is relatively slow. As long as more attempts are made, this vital point that is easier to kill with one blow can be found.

With Zuo Lingquan's talent, it was quick to find this place.

The two attacked and defended more than ten times in just a moment. When Zuo Lingquan appeared behind the white-clothed man again, the Xuanming Sword in his hand, like a black thunder, stabbed upwards diagonally, pierced the white-clothed man's back waist, and directly hit the lungs wrapped by the ribs.

The man in white threw a punch backwards, bringing with it a strong gust of wind, instantly shattering the sleeves and flesh of Zuo Lingquan's arm, but the fist only brushed past Zuo Lingquan's forearm.

Zuo Lingquan seized this split second opportunity, and the tip of his sword had already pierced into the white robe, breaking through the flesh, and the second sword pierced out almost immediately, entering the body without any bone obstruction, and piercing more than two inches.

The Xuanming Sword that entered the body, the sword energy poured wildly in the body.

Under normal circumstances, the vast sword energy exploded in the body, and the body was so indestructible that it would inevitably become like an explosion, shaking the internal organs to pieces.

Even the Peach Blossom Lord thought that Zuo Lingquan's sword would succeed.

But what the few people didn't expect was that when Zuo Lingquan stabbed in with a sword, a line of blood mist burst out directly in front of the man in white, and the condensed black dragon sword energy passed through the body and rushed out from the chest, shooting into the night sky, flying more than a hundred feet away, before bursting in mid-air, exploding a ball of black mist.

Boom

Zuo Lingquan saw this scene halfway through his sword attack and retreated. He was shocked. He didn't expect the man in white to withdraw his divine power at the moment the sword entered his body.

Without the protection of the divine power, Zuo Lingquan's sword directly penetrated the man in white's chest and waist.

A penetrating wound will inevitably damage the internal organs. Although it is not light, it is not fatal to a cultivator. It is equivalent to opening a hole in the body to let the sword energy pass through. Compared with the sword energy exploding in the body, this damage is completely acceptable.

The man in white also flew away. When he landed, his body was covered with scales again. The sword wound from the waist to the front of the body began to stop bleeding and heal visibly. He looked down at his bloodstained chest, with a look of surprise in his eyes:

"Good comprehension, but unfortunately I can't control the speed of the Wind and Thunder Curse to improve my combat power, otherwise I might die here."

Zuo Lingquan relied on external forces to greatly improve his physical strength, but his foundation was not solid, so it was impossible for him to control it. He had tried his best to seize the opportunity to concentrate his sword energy to break the defense, and he had no chance to control the sword energy to explode after entering the body.

But it is much easier to solve a penetrating injury by using too much force than not being able to hit.

Zuo Lingquan's Qi sea is consumed very quickly, and he can only attack once at most. As long as he can find an opportunity to stab the eyeball or throat, and penetrate directly into the brain, the opponent will die whether he retracts the Divine Gate or not.

Although attacking the head from the front is hundreds of times more difficult than backstabbing, there are always opportunities. Zuo Lingquan has always insisted on using the "fastest speed to stab the most accurate place" when practicing sword, just to seize such a seemingly impossible opportunity.

Zuo Lingquan took a breath and prepared to raise the sword again to make a last stand.

But at this moment, a shrill roar came from the sky:

"Ah!"

The roar was heartbreaking and furious!

Zuo Lingquan was startled, and Taohua Zunzhu and Shangguan Lingye raised their heads.

Under the starry sky, a small painted boat with lights on was speeding from the horizon.

A little girl in a pleated skirt, holding an iron pipa in both hands, with blood-red eyes, jumped directly from the sky as if she was crazy.

In mid-air, the little girl's body has changed. Black air is steaming, as if there is an invisible giant beast protecting her whole body. She holds the pipa high in both hands, like a demon descended from the nine heavens, and smashes it to the ground.

Tang Jingxun, who noticed something strange, chased after him, but couldn't catch up.

Just as Zuo Lingquan paused, he saw Xie Qiutao hitting the ice lake with his pipa as if he was crazy, and said angrily:

"Monster, what did you do to my father?"

boom

As earth-shattering as ever, the ice surface of the entire glacier lake was lifted up, forming a huge depression.

The middle-aged man in white who was standing on the ice lake dodged this moment and did not look at Xie Qiutao. He just said plainly: "He is dead." Then he turned and flew towards the water source.

"ah!"

Xie Qiutao roared, his throat almost hoarse, and he chased after him with his pipa. Like a crazy wolf cub, he made a groove in the ground of the snow ridge.

Zuo Lingquan naturally wouldn't pull Xie Qiutao and fly forward to chase him together.

However, the middle-aged man in white was a bit cumbersome when he blocked the road. He retreated from the divine gate to escape, but the speed was beyond the ability of the two of them to catch up. Even the injured Lord Peach Blossom was struggling a little.

Xie Qiutao didn't know what secret method he used, or it was all due to the rage in his heart. He was even faster than Zuo Lingquan, his eyes were bloodshot but full of tears, and he cursed angrily;

"Stop! What did you do to my father?..."

The man in white hid his head and ran away, but never responded.

Several people chased with all their strength, but within a short time, they arrived at the snow cliff at the source of the stream.

The giant black gourd was already suspended in the air. Tomorrow Chou and Wu Songzi were sitting on it, and they began to fly towards the northern seaside. After the men in white gathered together, their speed reached the extreme.

Lord Peach Blossom, no matter what plot the Youying aliens had, it was impossible for them to succeed. Seeing this, he gritted his teeth and raised his hand to seal the secret, risking backlash:

"shock!"

boom

A lord took action with all his strength regardless of his personal safety, and the movement he caused was like a thunder god sending down heavenly punishment on the human world.

I saw dark clouds suddenly appearing under the galaxy, turning into a vortex of thunderclouds that blocked the sky. In the center of the vortex was a twisted black thunder with no visible color, tearing apart the nearby space.

Countless black thunders gathered together and turned into a black thunder spear hundreds of feet long, pointing directly at the gourd fleeing to the sea.

The terrifying power of God made even the middle-aged people in white and Ming Richou change their expressions. They did not expect Lord Peach Blossom to dare to risk his life at this time.

Tomorrow Chou's character and pursuit destined him not to sacrifice his life for the Youying alien race, so he threw down the gourd and escaped to the sea without a second thought.

The middle-aged man in white was determined to take the gourd away, but the Lord of the Nine Sects attacked him regardless of the cost. If he could resist without any damage, would he still need to sneak over and absorb the power of the gods?

Seeing that he couldn't take it anymore, the middle-aged man in white could only grab Wu Songzi and escape from the thunder gourd sitting down.

call out

The black thunder spear fell, and the sound it made was not a thunderbolt, but a harsh and sharp whistle, which instantly made Zuo Lingquan and others deaf.

The black gourd flying towards the sea was hit by the thunder spear and exploded into several pieces instantly.

The colorful stream of light inside the gourd exploded and flew in all directions, scattering the thunderclouds in the sky and turning the original snow-capped mountains into colors, making it impossible to see anyone or anything.

It was impossible for Zuo Lingquan to rush under the thunder spear and hold Xie Qiutao back.

Xie Qiutao cried so hard that she looked like she was going crazy. She couldn't hold her back at all. Shangguan Lingye and Tang Jingxun took action and forcibly hugged her.

"ah!"

Xie Qiutao looked at the colorful scene where nothing could be seen clearly, looking for traces of the man in white, but found nothing. His eyes became more and more crazy, and his face turned purple.

I don’t know if it was the stream of light in the sky that felt Xie Qiutao’s unwillingness and madness. It shot out to the four seas not far away, and unexpectedly gathered again, like a long colorful river, flowing into Xie Qiutao’s body and the iron pipa in his hand.

After Lord Peach Blossom struck him, he spat out a mouthful of blood and his cheeks turned sickly pale. Although no one was killed, destroying the gourd and leaving the power of the gods ruined Xie Dao's plan and completed the mission of the trip. She no longer chased the poor bandit forcefully. She held Xie Qiutao down and said:

"It's never too late for a thousand years for an immortal to take revenge. As long as you practice down-to-earth, you will have a chance for anything. Don't let your mind wander. If you fall into the devil's way, everything will come to an end."

"ah……"

Xie Qiutao cried heartbrokenly and kept shaking her shoulders in an attempt to get away. Blood almost oozed from her eyes.

By the end of the cry, my voice had become hoarse, and the soaring anger in my throat had turned into helplessness and grievance. My body slowly became limp, and I cried until my heart was broken:

"Bring my dad back... Wuwu... That's my dad... Wu..."

Zuo Lingquan glanced at the north. The stream of light blocked his vision and he could not see anything. He was on the verge of exhaustion and could not pursue him any further. All he could do at this time was hold Xie Qiutao's trembling little hand and comfort him softly:

"You still have us, we share the blessings and the hardships. Your business is my business. There is nothing I can't solve..."

"Uuuu...that's my dad..."

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