Chapter 131: The sword intention is Lingxiao, sincere and not deceive

Author: Dragon Slaughter

Chapter 131: The sword intention is Lingxiao, sincere and not deceive

"Refining the spirit of the body and the spirit of the heretics' guardians?"

Seeing the strange changes of the paper armored man with his own eyes, Qi Jingzhi could not understand that this cruel and ruthless Qing Yuanzi is here to kill and rob. As for whether he is a human or a spiritual soul, whether he has harmed the disciples of the Taoist sect, there is actually no difference in the other party's eyes.

When Jiao Yulang used the method of the Qingxuan Taiyi Sect to save the silver man, he should have used this method of Qingxuan Taiyi Sect. He didn't expect that there were such vicious methods and such tyrannical people in this seemingly compassionate sect.

At the same time, Qi Jingzhi finally confirmed that there was indeed a black evil spirit hidden in the black flames of the paper armored man. In this way, this method of controlling evil spirits protected by the black flames of paper armor was quite similar to his Yanxia feather clothes.

As for the person behind the black donkey spirit who cannot say it because of the restriction, it is the Nie Pozi mentioned by Qing Yuanzi.

"The Qingxuan Taiyi Sect's method of refining is indeed domineering!"

The girl in the green shirt stared at the paper-armored boy with black and white hair covering his body. He had already looked solemn and frowned and said, "Although this spirit of the heretic protector is just Gu Xia, it is controlled by you, a great monk with the third realm of Taoism. What's the fairness?"

"Oh? You little girl have some vision!"

Qing Yuanzi was a little surprised, and immediately brushed his long sleeves and took back the three golden lions outside him.

"Since the Taoist master's Taoist seed has been transformed three times, the foundation is solid and the future is broad, why should I beg for external searches and seize the treasures of others?" The girl in green clothes seemed to have not seen her and immediately advised her again.

Qing Yuanzi snorted angrily and glared at the girl, "Other families may be afraid of your gods in the Water Palace, I, Qingxuan Taiyi Sect, are not afraid! If you dare to say more, don't blame me for not giving Qinghong Gong face!"

He pointed at Qi Jingzhi from afar: "Is this spiritual soul dead or alive? Or should I see the truth under my hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy with paper armored hanging in the air suddenly opened his eyes and let out a sharp roar. His entire lower body turned into a ball of black smoke. At the same time, his claws came out together and rushed towards Qi Jingzhi, causing a pungent and fishy storm.

Everyone could see clearly that its claws were extremely dark, very sharp, and faintly shining black light.

Almost at the same moment, the sound of the clanging sounds suddenly rose from the deep and narrow alley.

Qi Jingzhi held a long sword that was more than three feet tall and shaped like a goose feather, and stepped forward with fierce and slanted swaying. The blade that trembled and blocked the forward path of the paper-armored boy.

On the long sword with black and golden scales on its spine, there were wisps of green energy spreading rapidly from the hilt of the knife, revealing all the energy in his chest. It was not very sharp, but it was magnificent, and it had its own strict laws.

The crane sings and washes its wings, and it will always be able to soar into the sky; the hero will fly high and will have the ability to soar into the sky!

Pines and cypresses are pouring snow and frost, towering sky and earth, wind shakes the sound of the sacred and bamboo, and rain leaves the flags and the flags and the flags are blooming!

"So the energy that Ba Xia eats can still be used like this!"

I exclaimed in my heart, as Qi Jing's blade pointed at it, the people in the alley were as if they heard the pine waves and cranes, as if they were facing wind, frost, rain and snow.

The young man is grown up in the mountains, watching the wind and listening to the snow for more than ten years. He is not sure how much he sits with a knife. Opportunities, luck, talent and talent are all within five steps, just one knife!

The boy with paper armor suddenly stiffened, and a shocking huge knife appeared on his waist. From his right hip to his left shoulder, it was transparent in front and back, and was cut in half obliquely!

It paused for a moment, and half of its upper head tilted. Its remaining momentum continued to cross over Qi Jingzhi's left shoulder, and flew out more than a foot before hitting the Shasha Stone Crack, which made it bloody.

Looking at the half of its head, it was still in its original place, held in the air by black smoke, and viscous blood kept gushing out between its waist and abdomen, and there was no trace of it falling into the black smoke below. Instead, the black smoke was like a fire to add wood, and it became more and more raging.

Black smoke is as intelligent as if it is tasted, once it tastes the taste of flesh and blood, it swept upward without hesitation.

The paper-armored boy had not much flesh and blood on his body, and he was swallowed up in the blink of an eye, leaving only a rolling black cloud in the sky.

Through the Spiritual Soul Mask, Qi Jingzhi felt the extremely strong greedy evil thoughts from this black cloud.

He turned his head slightly, and saw a surging black flame with evil thoughts rising behind him, which was ignited between the claws of the paper-armored boy.

With the shrill roar of a living person, Qi Jingzhi immediately released the hilt with his left hand, stretched out his hand into a claw, and penetrated straight into the black cloud in front of him.

The black cloud immediately stopped and then contracted violently inward, and soon disappeared into his palm.

This scene is so strange that it is quite similar to the one when Qing Yuanzi refined the paper armor man before.

Qi Jingzhi withdrew his left hand, pressed it on the silver belt around his waist as if he was unintentionally, and looked up at Qingyuanzi standing at the entrance of the alley.

At this time, the face of the Lord Tuanxiang Palace was gloomy and there was a little more surprise when he looked at Qi Jingzhi.

At this moment, everyone's feet shook again. When they turned their heads to look, they saw that the short and fat man had stood up at some point, ignoring the burning black flames beside him, and trying to remove the blood-stained stone turtle's back.

The girl in green clothes walked over, raised her hand and pressed the short fat man's shoulder, and shouted in a low voice: "Stop messing around!"

The short and fat man didn't answer and immediately shook his arms, trying to break free from the girl's palm, but he still couldn't succeed.

Seeing this, Qing Yuanzi sneered: "Emister Daishan, you are boring. If the movement is too big and all the masters in the Jiao Mansion will be attracted, everyone will look bad!"

"Today I am only looking for trouble with this spiritual soul. No matter what connection Dai Shan and Peng Ze have in private, I can treat it as invisible! If someone insists on stopping me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He said as he walked forward, walking towards Qi Jingzhi who was standing with his knife.

While suppressing the short fat man, the girl turned her head to look at Qing Yuanzi, her eyebrows frowned, and her tone was cold: "You said before that you didn't want to deceive others with your realm. Now that the spirit of the heretic protector has been killed with one knife, you should do what you say and retreat!"

When Qing Yuanzi heard this, he shook his sleeves, raised his head and opened his mouth, and acted to laugh. Suddenly, his face changed. His seemingly clumsy burly body twisted to the side, and his whole body was already tightly attached to the wall on one side of the alley.

Almost in the next moment, a blood-colored stream of light dragging its long tail penetrated diagonally from the entrance of the alley and rushed past where Qingyuanzi was standing. If he hadn't been able to hide, he would have been hit directly by the stream of light.

It was not until this moment that a violent and violent wind followed, blowing the narrow alleys like a roar and smoke and dust rose.

This blood-colored light flowed too quickly, even if Qi Jingzhi and the girl in green had prepared in advance, they just barely avoided it.

The scattered air flow splashed everywhere, hitting Qi Jingzhi's face, which made him feel a faint pain.

Under the eyes of the three of them, either angry, surprised or stern, the blood-colored light penetrated into the black flames that were burning, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

In just a moment, the blood-colored light penetrated through like a bamboo shoot, but the direction was slightly deflected, and it hit the fat man's right butt from the side.

There was only a click that was shocking.

The roaring black flames swayed and suddenly went out, leaving only a small pile of black ashes on the spot.

Without the obstruction of the black flames, the people in the alley really saw clearly that the amazing blood-colored light turned out to be a red-rod and red-tailed feather arrow!

At this moment, the arrowhead had penetrated deeply into the fat man's right buttocks, and the red painted arrow shaft had not penetrated most of the arrow feathers. The arrow feathers made of blood-colored feathers remained outside, trembling endlessly.

Qing Yuanzi's hair and beard are all wide, like an angry lion. Nine-colored glows rise up all over his body, and three golden lions appear again.

He turned around and looked up, looked at the place where the feather arrow came from, and shouted angrily: "Who is it?"

Qi Jingzhi was not far from the short and fat man, and at a glance he saw four small words written in golden paint on the shaft of the feather arrow: "Sin San's Arrow."

Until this moment, the short and fat man seemed to finally feel something strange. He looked down with a confused look on his face and then discovered the feather arrows stuck in his butt.

It was stunned for a while before finally remembering to reach out and draw the arrow. Looking at its appearance, except for a little anger on its face, there was no pain.

However, the feather arrow was so deep that it was so poor that this short fat man had been wasting his strength for half a day and could not pull it out. Instead, he snapped the arrow shaft and held half of it in his hand and was stunned.

After shooting the boy with a blow, the archer who was unknown where he was, no longer moved, and seemed to be indifferent to the other three birthday party guests.

Qing Yuanzi was alert and watched for a while, then turned around angrily, but saw that the other two people in the alley were gone except for a messenger Daishan who was really stupid or fake.

Before he could find it angry, the short and fat man looked at the stone turtle in the pit reluctantly, then covered his butt with one hand and the arrow shaft with the other. He sank into the soil under his feet and disappeared.

The stone turtle immediately poked its head out of the tortoise shell, opened its mouth slightly, and the fresh soil piled outside the pit was automatically backfilled. In the blink of an eye, it buried itself and most of the stone carp on its back again.

At the same time, on a street not far away, Qi Jingzhi held the silver evil candlestick in his left hand and the wrist of the girl in the green shirt with his right hand. He was walking carefully in the water with the faint blood light of the silver evil blood flame.

At their feet, a yellow and red stream flowed slowly along the street. The water level was very shallow, and even the soles of the two of them could not pass through. Even the stream was not physical at all. Qi Jingzhi raised the soles and looked at them, but there was no trace of wetness.

He could clearly feel that he was walking in this shallow stream, which was far deeper into the underworld than when he was in Yushan last time.

At first, Qi Jingzhi thought he had stepped into the yellow spring, until he saw the City God Temple he had passed by staying away from home and was also closed to the stream. He overturned this conjecture and determined that the stream under his feet should be the manifestation of the ancient nest and the real and real way.

Sometimes when you encounter an intersection, the stream will try to divide a tributary or even divert the route as a whole, but without exception, it will be blocked back by a blue-light stone warrior or a strange beast, and you can only pass through the city honestly along a fixed route.

"Where are Brother Qi going to take me?"

The girl in green shirt who was walking side by side with him asked softly, with a leisurely smile in her tone.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head and saw that the girl had at some point had removed her appearance. She was wearing a beautiful and beautiful dress with a beautiful face that seemed to be happy and angry. She was beautiful and she was naturally fond of the world.

Qi Jingzhi smiled silently, and the spiritual mask on his face immediately took off, floated toward his waist, and merged into Qiushi's belt.

The red gold knife hanging around his waist also turned back into a bead and flew into his arms.

Qi Jingzhi looked at the girl with apologies on his face: "It's really a pity to put Miss Mu in danger because of me! That Qing Yuanzi is cruel and capricious, and he may not necessarily sell the face of Pengzeshui Mansion."

When Mu Yingxian heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly and said jokingly: "I saw Brother Qi's sword intent and said, "I also thought that you are a strong man who would rather break than bend. You will definitely fight with the Lord of the Tuanxiang Palace! Who would have thought that Brother Qi would take advantage of his unpreparedness and turned his head and pulled me and ran away in the desert!"

Qi Jingzhi couldn't help but laugh: "It is absolutely necessary for hunters to encounter beasts in the mountains and will never fight hard. We were born as human beings, and we could hold bows, poison them, and we could trap pits, and we could call friends to attract companions. Why bother to fight against wild beasts and fools, and fight against the minions?"

"Miss Mu has already reminded me that Qing Yuanzi is a master in the third realm. Although she doesn't know what a wonderful realm of the Three Refinings of the Dao Seed, it's certain to easily grasp me. How dare I show off my power? Of course, it's important to save my life!"

Mu Yingxian smiled even more, nodded, and said curiously: "What if he is in a desperate situation, he has no choice but to retreat, and he has no choice but to avoid it?"

Qi Jingzhi's smile remained unchanged, and he answered naturally without thinking: "It's naturally the death of the sword mountain, the sea of ​​blood is relaxing, the nails are used for nails, and the teeth are used for teeth. We fight to the death to fight a way out!"

He paused and suddenly said with emotion: "To put it, it was really dangerous just now! Not to mention the evil-shaped and evil-shaped master of the Tuanxiang Palace, even the archer outside the alley is much stronger than me."

"If I guess correctly, that person is Xin Changji, the commander of the evil-proof commander of Chaozhou Demon-Suppressing Academy. I thought his surname was a hard and hard work, but I didn't expect that there was a word "cao" and it was really rare."

But Mu Yingxian shook his head: "Xin is the Xin family, and is the descendant of the surname Si. Since he has become the commander of the evil-proof warding commander and can shoot such a powerful arrow, in addition to the extraordinary bows and arrows used, this Xin San is at least a person in the third realm."

"It turns out that it's not just the manifestation of the mind?"

Qi Jingzhi nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "This time I entered Jiao Mansion with a red gold sword. This time I went to see the birthday party for my deceased friend, and also to spread the news that the sword changed hands, so as not to be implicated in vain."

"However, every man is innocent and is guilty of possessing a treasure. I changed my name and disguise, but I didn't want to cause trouble. I wanted to restore my original appearance after the birthday party. Naturally, no one recognized me anymore. When I left the city, I was even more high and there was no trace. I didn't expect that someone would dare to take action in Chaozhou City!"

Hearing this, Mu Yingxian looked at Qi Jingzhi deeply, and his tone was inexplicably strange: "Brother Qi, if I had not seen it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, I really couldn't believe that the heroic sword intention that was moving forward and the delicate heart that was bent and curved would appear on the same person."
To be continued...