This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

Xie Kuorong's words made Qishi collapse instantly.

Qishi's body reacted faster than his brain and he stopped moving reflexively. Xie Kuorong's familiar voice made him involuntarily and unconditionally obey his instructions. Even after so many years, his inferiority and cowardice had not changed.

Seventy reacted quickly. He thought about Xie Kuorong's words and became furious. He looked at the weak monk not far away. The resentment that had been hidden in his heart for decades burst out. The jealousy and his ridiculous self-esteem burned his sanity to ashes, leaving only endless nothingness.

He doesn't believe this evil!

In An Ling's eyes, she saw that as Xie Kurong's voice fell, the black shadow hidden in the void paused for a second, and then attacked her even more frantically, without any scruples at all, and his momentum was all aimed at killing An Ling.

At this point, Qishi had forgotten that he had only wanted to capture An Ling and use An Ling to force Xie Kurong to retreat and keep the two of them away from the vortex. His rationality had completely disappeared. Now, he only thought about how to kill this woman. She was Xie Kurong's apprentice, right? That was perfect. If Xie Kurong saw with his own eyes how his apprentice died tragically at his hands...

Thinking of the painful expression that Xie Kuorong was about to make, Qishi couldn't help but get excited. A huge joy filled his heart, making it impossible for this experienced killer king to remain calm. He looked at An Ling in front of him with a puzzled look on her face, and couldn't help but laugh.

"?" An Ling was very confused. In her sight, Qi Shi, who thought he was hiding very well, was like running naked. She looked at Qi Shi, who was hunched over and smiling sinisterly. She really couldn't understand his intention and could only attribute it to the special hobby of a master.

Seventy's eyes focused, and with his weapon that could kill anyone it touched, he moved at high speed in the air and instantly appeared behind An Ling, slashing her most vulnerable neck with the knife!

An Ling felt something was wrong the moment Qishi suddenly disappeared. In the strange perspective of her mind's eye, the visible "qi" around her was distorted, and waves of ripples appeared.

An Ling sensed something was wrong and bent down suddenly, narrowly avoiding the blade of Qishi.

The dark blade of Qishi's knife flashed before her eyes, like a shadow hidden in the dark night, which was hard to tell whether real or fake. When he failed to strike, he hid himself again, sticking closely behind An Ling, like a ghost, just waiting for the right opportunity to take An Ling's life in one fell swoop.

An Ling only felt a chill on her back, and every cell in her body was sending her a "danger" signal. She knew that the person was hiding in her blind spot - for example, her back.

But the reason why the mind's eye is the mind's eye is that it is qualitatively different from the physical eyes that everyone is born with. An Ling's mind's eye comes from Master Black Mist. Do you think a ball of mist has an organ called "eyes"? If not, then why can it still perceive the outside world?

That's because the mind's eye is a magical power that uses itself as the center of the circle to "scan" the surrounding area. If we make an analogy, the mind's eye is probably similar to the radar on Blue Planet, but compared to the abstract radar, the mind's eye can obviously do much more.

Just like now, An Ling already knew where Seventy was through her mind's eye. She had "seen" Seventy sticking to her back, with the blade even only an inch away from her body!

An Ling clenched her fists, and spiritual power burst out from inside and outside with her movements. She then flew out on her sword, hoping to get rid of Qishi's control. The powerful spiritual power shock stunned Qishi, who was still clinging to her in the void and waiting for an opportunity to move. He quickly turned around and retreated, avoiding An Ling's large-scale investigation.

Although he could hide in the void, he was not completely immune to attacks from the outside world. Perhaps there was a price to pay for every gain. Since he had gained such a heaven-defying ability, he naturally had to pay a corresponding price - such as a body that was more fragile than that of an ordinary cultivator. If he cultivated his body and improved his ability to withstand attacks, then the time he could stay in the void would be reduced accordingly. Therefore, in order to maintain his core competitiveness, Qishi had hardly cultivated his body, and his body was no different from that of an ordinary person. This was also the reason why Xie Kurong could easily beat him seriously.

Seventy kept backing away, his brows tightly frowned. His hope and pride seemed like a dream bubble, shattered in an instant.

Being experienced, he had keenly discovered that the spiritual power shock just now was not at the level that An Ling had shown, and it had to be at least doubled.

Qishi realized that An Ling was actually hiding her strength. Even he, who had dived into the void, could not see through An Ling's true strength!

In his heart, he had actually begun to back down. Xie Kurong's words were still ringing in his ears. Could it be that he really couldn't even beat such a small cultivator? Could it be that he really couldn't even beat his thirty-five-year-old apprentice?

Qishi was really unwilling. He glared at An Ling, and his hand holding the long knife loosened and tightened again - he finally made up his mind!

Before An Ling could stand still, Broken Star was about to bring her directly above the sea vortex. She really couldn't stand this sword that was always causing trouble instead of helping her, so she cursed: "Broken Star, if you make trouble again, I will throw you off here! Anyway, there is no one here, so I am not afraid of you killing people everywhere!"

Shattered Star let out a mournful cry. It sensed that its master was finally angry, so it had no choice but to circle in the air in a wronged manner, with the tip of its sword pointing straight in the direction of Seventy.

An Ling vaguely felt that Shattered Star was telling her that there was an enemy there. She had already seen the enemy in her mind. The man kept moving around with a long sword in his hand. His movements were strange and he looked erratic. An Ling raised the Xiangzhu Sword. Since the opponent had already tried to kill her, why should she give in? She drove Shattered Star and turned into a stream of light and flew into the sky. The "All-powerful Meteor Sword" in her hand was ready, ready to bombard the enemy's position with the "Starfall" that was specially designed for large-scale attacks. Although she had not yet cracked Qishi's movement, he would definitely stay in this area. As long as she locked onto a general target, she could use "Starfall" to cover his position and he would never be able to escape.

The blue veins on his forehead were throbbing. He had not expected that this young monk would use a move beyond his expectations again. If he was not mistaken, with this level of attack and this level of martial arts, even the elders of the immortal sect might not have such powerful strength!

He completely gave up the attack and kept running towards Xie Kurong - You want to hit me? Then let your master taste the good stuff that his good disciple has carefully prepared for him!

In An Ling's mind, Seventy gave up his previous erratic movements and instead sped up his escape in a certain direction. An Ling roughly estimated Seventy's position and then bombarded him with a sky full of starlight.

Above Qishi's head, An Ling stood high above the sea vortex. She held the Xiangzhu Sword high in the air. The entire area was forcibly transformed into a starry field by her powerful spiritual power. She was covered in starlight and holding stars in her hands, like a high and mighty god. She swung the sword as if she was waving the whole world. The sword in her hand slowly fell down, and Qishi felt his body was stagnant, as if he was stuck in the mud. He could only watch An Ling bombarding him with the power of the entire starry field.

Seventy suddenly felt that he was like an old ant, being ruthlessly crushed and destroyed in the rolling torrent and the endless changes of time.

"An Ling! Well done!" Things happened too suddenly, and Xie Kurong couldn't even react at first to what An Ling had done. After feeling the powerful strength from his cheap disciple, he took two steps forward and came to the side of his junior brother. Xie Kurong looked up at An Ling who was falling with the starlight, and a long-lost excitement appeared in his heart.

He put away the steel fork, stretched out his right hand, and prepared to take An Ling's "Falling Star".

"Thirty-five! Are you crazy?" Seventy said for the first time this name that had haunted his life like a nightmare. He anxiously watched Xie Kuorong trying to take An Ling's big move with his bare hands. He felt that everything was over. He was about to escape, but he never expected that the time limit for walking in the void had expired. He was kicked out and fell beside Xie Kuorong in embarrassment.

Now I can't escape, and I can't accept it. What else can I do? Wait for death.

Qishi was in a gloomy mood. If he had known earlier, he would not have provoked An Ling. If he had known earlier, he should not have taken on the task of guarding Haiwo. He should have lay in his coffin and spent the rest of his life quietly.

Xie Kurong looked at the sword light that was as high as the sky, and the corners of his mouth, which were hidden by the mask, curved into an exaggerated arc. Very good, very good! This is my disciple, Xie Kurong! This is my disciple, Xie Kurong!

The vast sea surface was once again shrouded in surging sword light. The previous owner of the sword light had melted into the sky. What legend will she create this time?