Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

That's right, after the two had exchanged no less than ten moves, Zhong Kui knew that the man in front of him had a higher level of cultivation than him. He was stunned at the time, and he was almost played around and beaten by this hateful man throughout the whole process.

He was in great pain, and kept thinking about what went wrong. Wasn't this man a God King? How could he be killed?

Until the last moment of his death, he was still wondering if this was just a bad dream. He was going to be the Pavilion Master, so how could he die like this?

Wanqi Yuan retracted his sword, and the blood dripping from the tip of the sword made a "pat, pat" sound, as if it was dripping on the hearts of everyone in Guisha Pavilion.

He watched Zhong Kui fall down with his eyes wide open. He took a step forward, rubbed the blood on his sword on the body, retracted the sword, and flashed back to Fu Ling'er, focusing on the fight between the others.

At this time, Bai Yu, Xuan Chen, and Xiao Zi had finished their work, and there were many bodies of men in black lying in front of them. Obviously, among the people present, these three were the most courageous, and they cut through the Gordian knot like cutting melons and vegetables, and separated the heads one by one.

As time went by, the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, making people feel sick. However, Fu Ling'er remained calm, standing there steadily, watching everything happen with cold eyes.

"Ling'er, are you feeling uncomfortable? The smell of blood is too strong. Why don't you go back to Xiaoyaoju? You can see it from up there."

"It's okay, this is just the beginning. I've experienced the worst smells, it's not a big deal.

Well, let’s not talk about that. Feifei just said that another group of people from the Ghost Demon Pavilion rushed over three hundred miles away from here.”

"It's okay. I just didn't have enough fun. I'm a little disappointed that the guy was so weak. I hope the next batch can be more experienced."

"Haha, are you excited? So excited?"

“It’s rare!”

The two chatted and laughed. At this time, the companions also finished the battle and came to give Fu Ling'er the spoils.

"Sister Ling, Brother Yuan, it's all done. Now, Sister Ling, are there any treasures here that you can use? The rest we can split equally."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Are you injured?" Fu Ling'er took the storage ring that Xiao Zi handed to her and asked with concern.

"Sister Ling, Qiao'er, Luyan, Xiao Mengmeng and the others were slightly injured, but they are not serious. They have already taken the elixir and will be full of energy soon."

"That's good. Rest for a while and get enough energy. There are people coming from three hundred miles away. Be ready to fight at any time."

"Really? Sister Ling, is someone from the Ghost Demon Pavilion here again?"

"Yep,"

"That's great, hurry up, hurry up and recover your strength." The companions immediately stuffed the pill into their mouths and meditated to activate the pill and restore their energy.

Fu Ling'er threw countless flames of red lotus fire onto the corpse.

"Boom boom boom" there was a violent flame jump, and soon the corpses at the scene turned into gray flames and disappeared between heaven and earth.

They didn't have to wait long before the two Pavilion Masters, Cen Jilin and Tong Ye, arrived at Xiaoyaoju with a large number of men in black.

As soon as they stepped into the area, they felt a strong hostility coming towards them. They looked closely and saw a group of people staring at them with a fierce look in their eyes, which made the two of them stunned.

Seeing the purple-haired young man in the crowd and the woman standing proudly not far behind him, the two men felt a burning passion in their hearts. As long as they killed this woman, their future would be bright.

Cen Jilin looked around the scene. Where was Zhong Kui?

They were chasing after Zhong Kui, how come he disappeared so quickly?

Was he hit?

Tong Ye also noticed the strangeness that Cen Jilin noticed.

The two looked at each other and saw a hint of astonishment in each other's eyes.

So Zhong Kui is dead?

It’s almost certain that it’s a glitch.

That’s good, there are two less competitors, and the rest we just have to rely on our own abilities?

It’s settled now, you absolutely won’t stab me in the back again?

One word is for sure.

The two ended their eye contact and turned to look directly in the direction of Fu Ling'er.

"You two, what have you come from so far away for?" Wanqi Yuan's words, without a trace of emotion, were like ice, piercing the two men's hearts.

"Hmph, let's not beat around the bush. Fu Ling'er, I'd like to borrow your head. If you know what's good for you, surrender yourself, or you'll suffer more physical pain." Cen Jilin snorted coldly, looking at the nearly three hundred people behind him, while the other side only had a dozen people. He seemed very confident.

"That's right. Don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. Pavilion Master Cen advises you to be obedient, otherwise..." Tong Ye's eyes were fierce, and the murderous aura rushed straight to Fu Ling'er like a substance, "You don't want to see your companions beheaded!"

"Oh, oh, oh! You are so arrogant, you are not even afraid of the wind blowing your tongue away. Where did this wild dog come from? He wants to kill Sister Ling at any time. He doesn't even consider his own weight. Brothers, go after him, kill them all without leaving a single piece of armor."

"Kill, kill, kill," the companions' shouts of killing shook the sky, and waves of noise came overwhelming.

The powerful aura rushed towards Cen Jilin and Tong Ye like a flood wave. In an instant, this might made the two of them feel a chill in their hearts. Facing the arrogant Xiao Zi and others, the two of them suddenly felt that they were not pursuers, but more like lambs to be slaughtered, as if they were the other party's prey.

Cen Jilin frowned, and he immediately realized that the situation was not good. He whispered to Tong Ye,

"This group of people is not simple! We need to cooperate,"

"Okay," Tong Ye nodded without thinking. He also realized that the situation seemed to be beyond their expectations.

The two of them glanced at the nearly three hundred people behind them at the same time, and their confidence was boosted again.

That’s right, with so many of them, how could they not be able to take down just twenty or so people on the other side?

"Don't talk nonsense," Cen Jilin's eyes were wide open and his voice was like a bell. "If you don't surrender, don't blame us for being rude. Let's attack," his roar was like thunder, exploding in the air.

Following Cen Jilin's order, the men in black behind them rushed towards each other like hungry tigers.

In an instant, the two sides came into close combat. For a moment, the sounds of shouting and weapons colliding resounded through the sky. It was obviously another thrilling fight.

"Ling'er, wait for me, I'll be back soon." Wanqi Yuan looked at Fu Ling'er with a firm look and said softly.

Before he finished speaking, he quickly leaped into the air and rushed towards Cen Jilin and Tong Ye behind the crowd like lightning.

At the same time, the black and white double blades in his hands flew out at lightning speed like two flashes of lightning. They flew at high speed, with fierce momentum, and flew straight towards the necks of Cen Jilin and Tong Ye.