After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

Zhengzhengzheng~

The sound was like the sound of swords clashing, continuous and endless.

Yu Fei held a wooden white pipa in her arms, her figure floating in the air, her eyes fixed intently on the purple-robed young man dozens of meters away.

His fingers kept plucking the strings, and several sonic blades vibrated and slashed straight towards him.

Wu Yingchun's expression did not change at all when facing the magic. With a thought, a gourd in the storage bag jumped into his palm. Dark purple smoke floated out of it, dyeing the air in front of him, with a sweet and fragrant aroma.

He raised his hand, made a gesture, and drank a clear drink.

"Congeal!"

The poisonous fog instantly formed a lavender barrier in front of him. The sound blade only stirred up a little smoke and made a muffled sound.

Seeing this, Yu Fei was not discouraged at all, knowing that with just this trick, she would not even be able to touch the edge of the young man's clothes. She thought she would have to show some real skills.

As the spiritual energy flowed in the body, a faint silver mark slowly emerged between the eyebrows. The mark was very faint, as if it would lose its luster at any time.

His fingertips paused, and then he plucked the strings with both hands, and an extremely aggressive pipa sound rang out on the top of the peak. The sound was rapid, as if each string was plucked at the heart of the person.

Wu Yingchun raised his eyebrows when he heard the sound of the piano, and instantly understood the tune she was playing, which was called "General's Order".

She had played this music for him when they were alone on the mountain, but why was she playing it now that they were battling each other?

Before he could figure it out, the general's order had reached its climax.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly found that the world he was looking at had changed. Now he was in a battlefield that had been through war, with smoke and dust everywhere and blood boiling.

Looking up, I saw broken flags dancing in the wind, corpses all over the ground, and the occasional sad cry of crows could be heard in the sky.

This!

Wu Yingchun's eyes were filled with astonishment. He subconsciously raised his hands and saw blood-stained hands and worn armor.

When he came back to his senses, he curled his lips. He had never thought that she had such an attainment in illusion. So he really underestimated her.

After thinking about it, the spiritual energy in his body boiled, purple light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted suddenly.

"break!"

With the spiritual energy surging, his mind became clear. The surrounding scenery suddenly began to shatter, revealing the bluestone cliff on the side peak.

He glanced around and found that there was no sign of his junior sister on the opposite side. He quickly turned his head to look around and saw the slender figure out of the corner of his eye.

There was a sly smile on his face, and his right hand bent the four strings, which were flashing with spiritual light and accumulating huge spiritual energy.

Seeing that her senior brother had regained consciousness, Yu Fei suddenly loosened her fingertips.

Zheng!

As the strings of the zither exploded, Yu Fei felt a dull pain in her ears. A dark grey spell like a sharp arrow shot towards him.

The twelve musical notes have no shooting.

Wu Yingjie had never thought that after getting rid of the illusion, his junior sister would be helpless. He had never thought that there was such a magic waiting for him.

At this time, he didn't care about his face and hurriedly shook his sleeves. An ink-black round shield appeared in front of him and swelled in the wind.

But things were rushed and he only had time to hold it across his chest when he heard a loud bang.

The magic weapon flashed with light when it was hit, and its power pressed Wu Yingchun so hard that he flew back several meters involuntarily before the force dissipated.

When he stood firmly, he saw the woman opposite him slowly falling from the air. As soon as she stepped on the ground, she staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The surprise in Wu Yingchun's eyes gradually faded, revealing a gentle smile. I didn't expect that my junior sister was really eager to win. For a small victory over me, she made me so embarrassed.

With a casual move of his hand, the ink-black round shield shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it became a palm-sized disc that was put into his sleeve.

He pinched his fingers together in the wide embroidered robe, performed the wind-controlling technique, and flew towards his junior sister with his sleeves fluttering.

At this time, Yu Fei's spiritual energy was completely drained, and she was a little weak. But when she saw Wu Yingchun approaching, she couldn't help but raise her pretty face and reveal a smug expression.

"Brother, I win this time."

Wu Yingchun walked slowly closer and looked at the girl with a sparkling face on her forehead and a smile on her eyes and eyebrows, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to be so powerful after such a short period of time. Now it seems that as long as nothing unexpected happens, you will definitely shine in the sect competition."

Yu Fei didn't seem to care much about his words. She just blinked her bright eyes and stared at him without blinking, making the young man, who thought he was quite shameless, feel a little embarrassed.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, he could only sigh softly and said helplessly: "Well, you win this fight."

Upon hearing this, Yu Fei's eyes lit up and she smiled beautifully, as if hundreds of flowers were blooming, dazzling his eyes for a moment.

Seeing the girl trying to get up, he suddenly came back to his senses and stretched out his big hand.

Yu Fei was not polite, she raised her hand and held his palm, then she stood up straight with a little effort, but at this time she seemed to have not recovered yet. She staggered and fell into the arms of the purple-robed young man.

Wu Yingchun had never thought of encountering such a thing. The ends of his hair brushed against his cheeks, and he wrapped his arms around the girl's waist. For a moment, he felt as if he was still in an illusion. He bit his tongue and teeth, and he hissed in pain, and finally confirmed that he was still in reality.

Yu Fei was now tightly embraced by him, with his hand between them, which prevented them from being too close together. However, the thin gauze she wore allowed her to clearly feel the hot palm on her waist.

"Let go now!"

Hearing the suppressed yet shy voice of the woman in his arms, Wu Yingchun quickly let go of his hand on her waist. He felt his throat dry and was shocked by what he said.

"Feel sorry."

He quickly pursed his lips, calmed himself down, and looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, Junior Sister. I was abrupt."

When Concubine Yu saw that he had loosened his grip, she used a little force to release her slender hand that was pressed on his chest. After this incident, Concubine Yu's face became hot with shame, and she quickly took a few steps back to distance herself.

She forced herself to slow down her rapid breathing and listened to his apology. She raised her hand to tidy up the ends of her hair and lowered her eyes and said, "It's okay, Senior Brother. I just lost my strength, so I fell down."

"I hope you won't take offense, Senior Brother."

Seeing that the girl was too shy to look at him, Wu Yingchun could not help but carefully look at the girl in front of him with drooping eyebrows and sparkling earlobes. His already beating heart became even more agitated.

I secretly marveled: Junior sister looks so shy that even if she were a banished immortal, she would probably be no more than this.

"Junior sister."

Wu Yingchun wanted to raise his hand to touch Yu Fei's hair, but after what happened just now, he was afraid of offending the beauty, so he retracted his hand. He shook his sleeves and held a black round plate in his palm and handed it to Yu Fei.

"I came here to find you today not only to test the results of your practice during this period of time, but also to give you this gift."

"This is a low-grade defensive magic weapon I specially selected for you. It is the Mo Yuan Spirit Shield. It is a magic weapon specially used for self-defense."

Upon hearing this, Yu Fei raised her head and looked at the round shield in his palm, with a look of admiration in her eyes.