Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

No matter how upset Qin Zhiyan and He Lanyi were at this moment, they could only keep calm and concentrate. He quickly straightened his clothes, and then his eyes changed, turning all the anger in his heart into a murderous knife, and looked fiercely at the dead woman who was already fighting with Sister Ling.

"Sister Ling, come on! Kill this shameless and inferior thing. How dare you... kill her,"

"Yes, Sister Ling cut her body into thousands of pieces and sent her to the eighteenth level of hell, where she will never be reincarnated."

"Sister Ling, chop that old woman into pieces and feed it to the wild beasts. Don't leave any scraps behind for her."

"That's right, you're a shameless old woman. You're ugly, you deserve to die. A bitch covered in stench dares to miss your master. Sister Ling will kill her. Go to hell, you ugly bitch."

The two of them cursed Jin Rouer loudly, which made Jin Rouer, who was fighting in the field, furious. Dare you call her an old woman or an ugly monster?

She couldn't bear it, absolutely couldn't bear it. Jin Rouer's eyes were red, and the anger in her chest made her hands tremble. She wanted to tear those two people's bad mouths apart, no, she wanted to turn them into a cauldron. , let them become the lowest cauldron, she wants them...

No matter what she wanted to do, she could only think hard in her heart, because she was now in a hurry due to Fu Ling'er's sharp methods and had no time to care about him.

Because the whip in Fu Ling'er's hand has been replaced by the Meteor God Sword, Fu Ling'er feels that such a trash woman should not have a chance to live, even if she is reincarnated. Who knows if she will be a trash again after reincarnation? People, so it’s better not to leave any harm behind and kill the garbage people at the source.

The two were fighting so fast that they could hardly be seen. They could only hear the strong wind blowing around, and the ping-pong sound of weapons clashing in the battle circle.

Wan Qiyuan and others were forced back several steps by the strong wind caused by the battle. Wan Qiyuan's eyes were always moving after the familiar figure in the field, and his heart was in his throat. Jinxian's fighting power was too strong.

As various spiritual skills were performed in the battle circle, a cloud of flying sand and rocks was set off, and broken branches and leaves flew all over the sky. For a while, the flying broken leaves turned into murderous weapons and flew in one direction. The acoustic current hits in one direction. Wan Qiyuan couldn't see their figures, but it was not difficult to tell who was who from their attack skills.

This was the first time that Fu Ling'er fought against an opponent who was much higher than her. She fought this battle heartily and happily. She understood what level the combat power of the Golden Fairy Realm was. She had an idea in her mind. Now she has another The war is getting fiercer and fiercer, and there seems to be endless spiritual power and strength. When this kind of master duel is stalemate, whose spiritual power can last until the end, who will be the final winner?

Therefore, Fu Ling'er had an innate advantage, and Feifei would provide her with unlimited spiritual support. Therefore, Jin Rou'er was hit by Fu Ling'er's fist from a high altitude and hit the ground.

"boom"

Jin Rou'er felt as if she was hit by a hammer weighing ten thousand kilograms and hit the ground. A large human-shaped pit was made on the ground. Jin Rou'er was lying in the pit, unable to move as she was unable to move.

"puff"

After spitting out a mouthful of old blood, his energy and energy immediately became weak. She looked at the intact Fu Ling'er across from her, and Jin Rou'er, who had always thought she was superior to others, had unwillingness and disbelief in her eyes.

She still couldn't believe that her late Golden Immortal cultivation was lost to a woman from the Mysterious Immortal Realm, a woman whom she regarded as an ant.

Finally, I opened my eyes wide and shouted in my heart that it was impossible, no, no, and I stared at Fu Ling'er walking towards her step by step. Every step was like stepping on her heart, causing her pain. Staring at Fu Ling'er's bright face His smile, his bright eyes full of sarcasm towards her, he sneered at her,

"You dare to covet my man, this is your fate. Remember to stay away from my man in the next life. If you see us, take a detour. Do you know...?" Fu Ling'er paused suddenly, and the Meteor God Sword was on Jin Rou. He patted his cheek twice, pretending to be surprised and regretful, and said,

"Oh! I forgot that you will not have a next life. How pitiful you are."

In an instant, Fu Ling'er's eyes sharpened. He raised his hand and swiped lightly. The Meteor God Sword swiped across Jin Rou'er's neck. The next moment, blood spurted out. Fu Ling'er flew back. Not a drop of blood was spattered. Still, That clean and beautiful little fairy.

"Is Sister Ling okay?" Qin Zhiyan and the others asked with concern.

"It's okay, I'm fine," Fu Ling'er nodded toward them.

"Ling'er, are you injured?" Wan Qiyuan hurriedly ran over and raised and lowered his hands on Fu Ling'er. He touched her whole body to make sure that she was not injured. After all, she was fighting the Golden Fairyland. He was relieved after making sure that she was not injured. He raised his hand and gently pushed Fu Ling'er's messy hair behind his ears. His eyes were full of pride, Ling'er was still so strong.

"You still don't believe me when I say it's okay? Although the duel took a long time, it was very enjoyable. It's a different experience compared to fighting Warcraft. I like this feeling."

"Well, it's okay. We have to get out of here as soon as possible. Someone is already coming this way,"

"Okay, let's go," Fu Ling'er's consciousness swept away and pointed in one direction.

"Go that way, no one's coming near that way,"

The few people didn't hesitate and hurried away in the direction pointed by Fu Ling'er without even cleaning the battlefield.

Not long after they left, several figures flew down.

"The body is still warm. Did the battle just end?" Wei Chengfeng, who was wearing a blue shirt, walked up to Jin Rou'er, stretched out his hand to touch it, and then looked at the traces on the scene and asked a man in a navy shirt next to him.

"Obviously, I just don't know who is so cruel. Eh... so disgusting." Wei Chenglin, who was wearing a navy blue shirt, looked at the stumps on the ground and couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Come and look, aren't these people from the Hehuan Sect?" At this time, Wei Chengye, who was dressed in white, was observing the clothing of the twelve diamonds and guessed their origins from their clothes.

"Are you sure?" Wei Chengfeng asked hurriedly,

"Of course, when I was eating in a restaurant that day, I took a quick look and saw that woman leading this group of people through the city. I heard outsiders talking that they were members of the Hehuan Sect," Wei Chengye said firmly.

"What? Then this woman is Jin Rou'er, right? Damn it, she's dead now, how can she find out about the fourth brother?" Wei Chenglin spat at Jin Rou'er's body bitterly.

"Brother, are you sure that the fourth brother sent a message back and said that he was being hunted by Jin Rou'er from the Hehuan Sect?" Wei Chengye looked at his eldest brother Wei Chengfeng and asked, and he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Well, it was the fourth brother's personal message. Hearing his urgent tone at that time, I could tell that the situation was very bad." Wei Chengfeng suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. He also had a premonition that the fourth brother might be in danger. , how is he going to explain to his grandfather and father?

Are they still late?