Quick-wearing Red Dust Fairy

Chapter 157 Sword Qi
On the stage, the two were full of anger, they were fighting in full swing, Yang Ziyan did not look like she had a lot of fists and kicks, but she was already forced by Zhong Ling to flee in embarrassment.

Saka glanced twice and felt that the outcome was decided, and the exchange between the two was not interesting, so he turned around and started talking to Gu Qian.

"...Why did Master Qianwu come to the martial arts stage today? Didn't Master Master give her some tricks?"

"I don't know, Xiaoqi has free time, but usually he doesn't go to Yangjianfeng. Today, he probably went to Zangshu Pavilion to borrow sword skills."

Gu Qian looked at Gu Qi. I heard that the elders of Cangshu Pavilion have a good relationship with Xiao Qi?

Gu Qi focused on the competition between the two on the stage and didn't answer.

Saka thought for a while, and said, "Why don't we find a place to compete in a while, we just broke through the third level of Qi training a few days ago."

Gu Qian's eyes lit up and she nodded, "That would be great, let's go now, it doesn't look like they will be here for long."

After saying that, Gu Qian walked to the martial arts stage nearby, greeted Bai Xia and Chaoyang, and then pulled Gu Qi.

It's a pity that I pulled it lightly, but didn't pull it...

"Little Seven?"

Gu Qian lowered her head and glanced at her. In the past, when Gu Qi saw her, she usually followed her casually. When she didn't want to leave, she drove the white crane back to Yangjian Peak by herself. Today...

Gu Qian followed Gu Qi's gaze to see the stage, Zhong Ling and Yang Ziyan were still chasing after each other.

Gu Qian didn't take it seriously at first, she just said that Yang Ziyan didn't want to admit defeat easily, but now she looked carefully, she saw something unusual.

The two made an agreement before the duel today, only fighting swordsmanship, so although Yang Ziyan has only been a month from a lady of a big family to a practitioner, but Zhong Ling's swordsmanship learning... that's it.

The two of them are indeed comparable as standard bearers, but... Yang Ziyan will not be completely beaten to such a passive state!

She is not exaggerating. Except for the new disciples who already have some basic skills in sword training, other... whether they are direct disciples, inner sects, or outer sects, their abilities are almost the same.

Of course, people like Gu Qi are excluded... This guy reads more than three swordsmanship books every day, and the Zhenjun of the Nascent Soul stage feeds her moves, and she runs very fast...

She suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart. She had also come into contact with Yang Ziyan before, but she felt that this person was deep-minded, so she didn't make any more friends.

"Zhong Ling! Hurry up! We are still waiting to raise Jianfeng!"

Thinking of this, Gu Qian shouted loudly, since Yang Ziyan hasn't attacked yet, she probably isn't ready yet, so it's better to let Zhong Ling fight quickly while she can!

"Okay! Hey, Yang Ziyan, please hand over your resources!"

On the stage, Zhong Ling responded, and stopped the continuous attacks with an evil smile.

The spiritual energy poured into the long sword in his hand, and the blade of the sword lit up with a strange red light like a raging fire, covering the blade.

Seeing this, Yang Ziyan bit her silver teeth lightly, feeling secretly annoyed in her heart.

This damned Gu Qian is ruining my good work again!
Zhong Ling didn't care about her. He tapped his toes and leaped up. In one breath, he was above Yang Ziyan's head. With the long sword in his hand, he slashed down from top to bottom!

In desperation, Yang Ziyan raised her sword to block it, but a strong force came, and that force was not something she could block!

The fierceness in his eyes flashed away, and with a swipe of his lowered left hand, a blood talisman flew out of his hand, imprinting on Zhong Ling's forehead as quickly as lightning!

At this moment, Zhong Ling's body was still in mid-air. He caught sight of the flashing red talisman from the corner of his eye, and his heart tightened.

The spiritual energy gathered to the soles of the feet, and with a step, he forcibly turned his body to avoid the red talisman.But the speed of the blood talisman was still too fast, passing Zhong Ling's shoulder.

Tear!

"what!"

The talisman directly took away a large piece of flesh and blood from her shoulder, and the white bones were faintly visible!

"Zhong Ling!!"

Although Zhong Ling managed to dodge the blood talisman, her body was unbalanced and she fell to the ground.The blood talisman absorbed Zhong Ling's flesh and blood, emitting an excited red light, more evil than the long sword in Zhong Ling's hand!

Seeing this, Yang Ziyan wanted to call back the blood talisman. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it could be said to be self-protection. It was her fault to manipulate the blood talisman to attack Zhong Ling. She would have to be taken to the Temple of Discipline.

Unfortunately, for some reason, the blood talisman, which was originally commanding like an arm, suddenly became manic, and kept feeding her back information that she wanted to eat blood.

This incident scared Yang Ziyan and turned pale. What's going on? !
The blood symbol trembled, and after a long while, it finally broke free from Yang Ziyan's control and quickly moved towards Zhong Ling, who was struggling to stand up!

"puff!"

The blood talisman came back, and Yang Ziyan spurted out a mouthful of blood, her heart hurt, and she fell to her knees on the stage.

"Is my blood... so delicious? Huh?"

Zhong Lingnong stood up staggeringly. The wound on her shoulder had lost too much blood, and her eyesight turned black. But she still held the sword in her hand tightly with a bloodthirsty smile on her face!
Blood flowed down the arm and onto the sword.

"Ding ~"

When the long sword collided with the blood talisman, it made a sound as clear as gold and stone!
"What, dare to eat the flesh and blood of my old lady?"

Zhong Ling laughed and counted the time, the voices on the stage continued, Zhong Ling had already confronted the blood talisman hundreds of times!
Gu Qi raised his head and watched carefully, his eyes followed Zhong Ling, and he kept walking on the martial arts stage. Zhong Ling's swordsmanship is not high, but his speed is extremely fast, and he can't lose against the blood talisman at all!
However, it was almost to the extreme, and now every time there was a collision, Zhong Ling's hand holding the sword would tremble a few times.

Gu Qian and others saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts. As long as Yang Ziyan didn't lose consciousness or take the initiative to admit defeat, the protective shield of the martial arts stage would not be lowered!
Now it was obvious that someone was about to die, Bai Xia hurriedly shouted to the stunned figure in the field: "Yang Ziyan, give up quickly! Do you want to be sent to Siguoya?!"

Yang Ziyan, who was looking at Zhong Ling blankly in the field, seemed to have finally reacted, and quickly opened her mouth and said: "I admit..."

"No! Get out of here quickly, the blood talisman does not obey the command, and something will happen if you open the protective cover!!"

Thinking of the blood talisman who disobeyed the command, Yang Ziyan rushed to the edge of the martial arts stage and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, the attracted people around started to retreat in an orderly manner, and in the distance, the Jindan Daoist on duty also came over, nodded to Yang Ziyan, and she felt relieved.

"Om..."

The protective formation was withdrawn, and the blood talisman became excited. There are so many blood food around, why fight this guy to the end?

The blood talisman paused in the air, and then flew towards the outside of the arena. Jindan Daoist let out a cold snort, his fingers merged into sword fingers, and a bright white sword light streaked across the sky.

"Crack~"

The incomparable blood talisman immediately shattered into powder, Jindan Daoist collected the powder, and gave Yang Ziyan a cold look.

"Go to the Temple of Discipline to receive the punishment."

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The farce dissipated, and the Martial Arts Stage resumed its excitement. Yang Ziyan glanced at Zhong Ling and left here.

After Zhong Ling relaxed, the sequelae of excessive blood loss appeared, and he fell straight on the stage.

Gu Qi looked at the direction in which Master Jin Dan was leaving, recalling the bright white sword light in his mind, as if it could cut through the space.

"Qianwu, it's time to eat..."

In the evening, Chang Jue arranged the food, looked up, and saw Gu Qi's fingertips flickering sword light...

The old man frowned, pulled the wine gourd at his waist, and took a sip.

Another golden scroll appeared in front of him.

"Qianjianmen comprehends sword energy the fastest - Qianwu (January)"

The grand bell rang through the practice world...

"..."

(End of this chapter)