Chapter 787: How are you?
A few feathers fell off Akabane's body. Although it was not serious, her expression gradually became serious.
This shows that...the other party has been able to break her defense.
She looked at the monk in green clothes across from him. The technique he had learned was Luoyun Sect's Zongzong Zhenzong technique "Heaven and Man Are the Same Path".
If you look closely, you will see that the opponent is a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, and there is no way she can be her opponent.
Akabane made a quick decision and transformed into his original form in an instant and flew towards the distance.
The speed of the Fire Bird Clan is not slow to begin with, and she has also awakened part of the Suzaku bloodline, making her speed even faster.
But even so, she was still easily caught up by the other party.
She turned into a human form, turned over her hand and took out a jade pendant, which was prepared for them by Master Lingxu. They are all disciples of Lingxiao Peak, among which the three moves of Master Lingxu are sealed, just to save the lives of their disciples at critical moments.
Although Master Lingxu is just an alchemist who is not good at fighting, he can still easily turn the Nascent Soul Stage into dregs in seconds with the three moves of the God Transformation stage.
However, before she could take action, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.
The figure in front of him looked a little strange, but Akabane always looked familiar.
She frowned and stared at this figure, watching as she directly picked up her sword, and with the second move of the Cloud-Piercing Rain-Piercing Sword, she directly took down the sword of the Luoyun Sect monk in front of her.
"Yao Yue, you're fine!" The female cultivator's hair was neatly tied up, and the back of her neck was particularly pale.
This familiar voice sounded, and Akabane's pupils shrank, as if his eyes were fixed on the other person, he looked at her from head to toe.
"Yingzhen?" The other party also recognized her. His consciousness swept across Yingzhen's body before he sneered, "I thought you were alive, but I didn't expect you to be a ghost cultivator? Haha, I'm not sure. Do you really think you will be my opponent in a few years? If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"
Ying Zhensu holds a sword in her hand, her waist is straight, but her feet are floating in the air.
"Don't talk nonsense. You killed me back then and destroyed my body and cultivation. Fortunately, the sect saved me and gave me such a chance to avenge myself..." Her voice was a bit cold, and her eyes were as if If he could kill people, Yao Yue might have died countless times.
Akabane landed next to her and took out his sword.
"Senior Sister Yingzhen." Chiyu called her.
Yingzhen didn't look at her, but her tone was much gentler, "You stay away and leave this place to me."
Akabane held the jade pendant in his hand and was about to speak when Yingzhen warned him again, "Senior Zhou Qi said that this is a hurdle for me. I must go over it myself, otherwise I will stop here forever."
She could also feel that she was still worried about being killed by Yao Yue after so many years.
This matter was like a thorn in her heart. Every time the bottleneck was loosened, her heart would become so chaotic that she could not break through calmly.
Akabane put the jade pendant away again and stepped back, "Senior sister, he will definitely die by your sword."
Akabane's tone was flat, with no emotion audible, as if he was stating a fact.
But just such a tone made Yao Yue gnash her teeth in anger, "Both of you will die by my sword!"
He took the lead and struck at Yingzhen's erratic ghostly figure. The huge light blade fell on the place where Yingzhen first stood, but the sword in Yingzhen's hand suddenly stabbed out from his back.
Yao Yue's expression changed drastically, and she quickly drew her sword to resist, but was driven back three steps by the sword energy.
Yingzhen laughed. It was only after she became a ghost cultivator that she discovered that being without a body seemed to be the pinnacle of practicing the Cloud-Piercing Rain-Piercing Sword.
Without any hesitation, she thrust out the second sword immediately.
Just when Yao Yue was about to fight back, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
Why are there so many Yingzhens? ! On trees, in grass, in piles of rocks...
He shook his head and suddenly thought that Yingzhen was now a ghost cultivator, and what ghost cultivators were best at was not swordsmanship at all, but... spiritual attacks.
He reacted quickly and closed his eyes almost instantly.
These are all illusions. As long as you close your senses and carefully feel the movements around you, you will not be confused by her.
He closed his eyes and carefully felt the movement around him. Suddenly, a cool feeling came from behind, as if something was lying on his back...
At the same time, a voice seemed to be speaking close to his ear, "Do you think you can avoid it like this? Haha..."
The next moment, a sea of blood appeared in Yao Yue's mind. He stood on the sea, and suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from the bottom of the water, and the bright red blood snaked down the hands.
The hands grabbed his ankles without hesitation, and his whole body trembled, and he quickly used the sword in his hand.
Following his movements, the sea of blood suddenly surged up as if it was irritated.
Immediately afterwards, countless hands stretched out from the water, trying to drag Yao Yue into the water.
Yaoyue's face darkened and she began to recite the "Pure Heart Mantra" silently in her heart.
As he read faster and faster, not only did the hands not shrink, but pale faces emerged from the water.
A heartbreaking pain shot down his ankle. When he looked down, he found a face chewing on his ankle.
Damn it, it’s still a physical attack! The pain is real! The pain is not in the body, but in the soul!
…
Akabane watched from the side, originally planning to use the jade pendant given by his master to help if Senior Sister Yingzhen couldn't handle it.
But she didn't expect that Senior Sister Yingzhen was even more powerful than she imagined. She just stared at Yaoyue's eyes, and the mark in her hand slowly changed, and Yaoyue seemed to be in great pain.
She was relieved. It seemed that Yaoyue was no match for Senior Sister Yingzhen.
Suddenly, Yaoyue, who had been stunned on the spot, seemed to come to his senses and raised his sword to stab his thigh.
The pain made him come to his senses, and his eyes were full of blood when he looked at Yingzhen.
"Yingzhen, you! Good job!" This sentence was almost squeezed out from his teeth.
His robe was also stained red by the blood spurting from his thigh. He raised his hand and pressed an acupuncture point. Before he had time to take the elixir, Yingzhen attacked again.
"You are very cruel to yourself, but... I want to see how many times you can stab yourself?"
She stabbed out with the long sword in her hand, and when Yaoyue resisted, she launched a mental attack again.
Yaoyue did the same, stabbed himself with a sword, and struggled out of her mental attack again.
Yingzhen was very satisfied and smiled, "Come on, continue."
This time, Yaoyue quickly stockpiled a Peiyuan Pill, and his pale face improved a little. Yingzhen's next sword was coming in an instant.
He gritted his teeth and took it, "Let's see whether your mental power runs out first, or my blood runs out first!"
