The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

Yu Mian used his pupil technique with all his strength backstage and finally caught a glimpse of detail. These eight sisters were all real people, and the image was created by the afterimages formed by their high-speed movement.

Yin Li is in danger.

But this should not be his limit. The long sword in his hand hums, causing the surrounding air to vibrate, and faint air waves are scattered on the ring.

After colliding with the real object, slight ripples are formed.

Lin Xiaohe transformed into a sleight of hand, and was exposed in the ripples.

The speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. Yin Li's figure was like a stuck tape. He appeared in several directions in an instant and started fighting with eight figures.

The escaping sword energy almost cut the entire arena into pieces, and a huge cloud of dust swept up. Finally, after the last collision, Lin Xiaohe retreated more than ten meters, and the Jiaozi armlet was revealed on the cuffs of his wrists.

She shook her wrist and untied it. The aura that had been suppressed for a long time rose steadily. As she waved her sleeves, the dust wall was swept away to create a blank space.

The sword shadow flew out in the mist and was shattered by her bare hands.

The ultimate aesthetic of power. Without using much spiritual power, her body is a powerful weapon.

"You succeeded in getting me to take the weight off."

Lin Xiaohe's fingertips trembled slightly, and the muscles all over his body seemed to be reconstructed, trembling faintly, changing his posture, his bones crackling, and his height increased by several centimeters from less than 1 meters.

The body gradually changed and became full of extreme power, like a strong bear.

He clenched his palms and his five fingers created a sonic boom in the air.

Yin Li was full of fighting spirit, and his eagle-like eyes seemed to contain an extremely sharp sword energy and an unstoppable momentum.

The two men collided violently, and in just a moment, the winner was decided.

A pair of five fingers that could directly break a neck were pressed on Yin Li's throat. The long sword that was stabbed out was soft in texture, so Lin Xiaohe pinched the tip of the sword and curled it several times.

Yin Li's eyes showed horror for a moment, then respect, and he let out a breath.

"Thank you..." Lin Xiaohe released his clamped right hand, and his left fingertips loosened, and a bead of blood rolled down, but it was ultimately no match for the sharp energy from the sword tip.

"Thank you!" Yin Li quickly retracted his sword, took out the medicine from his Qiankun bag and threw it to Lin Xiaohe.

Lin Xiaohe: "Your spirit sword is not worthy of your current sword techniques. The long sword is soft and gentle, while the sword techniques are hard and rigid. Perhaps you can try to refine it with some rigid materials and slowly adjust it."

Yin Li also knew about his problem. He had previously practiced the Shu Yue Sword taught by his master Yue Qiong, and had practiced it for half his life, so it was inevitable that he would have difficulty adjusting to the new style for a while.

If the hard sword had been used just now, Lin Xiaohe would not have been able to twist and get closer to him and fight back a few more times.

"Thanks."

Yin Li looked at Lin Xiaohe in front of him. She seemed to have grown up in an instant. She had lost the immaturity of a young girl and her whole body was filled with sharpness.

Lin Xiaohe raised her hand and pinched her face. Her body crackled and she shrank back to her smiling little girl look. She turned around and waved to the audience, "Junior sister, let's have a show...!"

Yu Mian paused while cracking melon seeds, pushed the small table in front of him, and walked onto the stage using the Moon Step.

"Senior Sister, aren't you going to wear the armlet?" Yu Mian looked at Lin Xiaohe, who had no intention of restraining her energy and whose whole body was full of energy and blood, and asked curiously.

Lin Xiaohe: "Junior sister, you are too modest. If I were to fight against you with a heavy load, wouldn't that be looking down on your late stage cultivation?"

"Sister, I'm so impressed."

She reached out her right hand towards the void, and a long spear as black as ink appeared in her hand. The moment she held it, the murderous aura that had been suppressed by Zhou Zheng's aura could no longer be concealed.

Yu Mian’s nose twitched, as if he could still smell the strong breath of demons, and the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood came to his face.

The tip of her tongue lightly licked her upper lip, making her lips bright red.

“Please teach me, Senior Sister!” Yu Mian did not use any pupil techniques, so his bright eyes were less distracting and confusing, and seemed a little clearer.

Lin Xiaohe suddenly felt a sense of pressure. When facing Yu Mian, he felt like he was facing an extremely rational killing puppet, ruthless and cold to the extreme.

She took the initiative to attack, looking for a breakthrough, and the palms of her five fingers were instantly pierced by the tip of the gun as fast as lightning.

The spear collided with the fourth layer of the Tyrant Body and was stuck on the epidermis. Lin Xiaohe used the force to grab the spear and tried to pull the battle into close combat.

As a result, he was blocked and thrown away. Yu Mian crushed the ground with his feet and rushed out like an arrow.

Sweeping and clicking quickly, like a meteor shower, so fast that it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, Lin Xiaohe was forced to retreat again and again.

Her speed could not even keep up with the speed of the end of the gun in Yu Mian's hand. Yu Mian's attack seemed to be random, but in fact it was full of killing moves, leaving no room for maneuver, and all aimed at the fatal points.

Eyebrows!

throat!

heart!

Even Lin Xiaohe found it difficult to resist. Her skeleton changed instantly, turning into a full combat state. Yu Mian caught the flaw in the transformation and stabbed her through.

Like an inky spear or black lightning, it cuts through the white sky.

欻——

The tip of the gun penetrated the cloth around Lin Xiaohe's waist and went through his body.

Yu Mian's originally sharp and decisive look retreated instantly, and he immediately pulled his hand back in shock, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for letting me do that!"

"Senior Sister, are you okay?" It was all her fault for hitting her too hard. She subconsciously thought of her senior sister as a monster and almost used heavy hands on her.

Lin Xiaohe shook his head to show that he was fine, and shrank his body back to its original position. His face was a little pale, probably because he was not yet adapted to the second stage of the Tyrant Body and felt a little weak.

"It's okay. I should thank Junior Sister for showing mercy." She felt Yu Mian's ruthlessness, the murderous aura forged from killing countless lives, exactly the same as that of Venerable Huai Ci.

Yu Mian: "You are too kind, Senior Sister. I just fought with Senior Brother Yin who was equally matched with me. He didn't even use his full combat state when fighting me. I must have taken advantage of him."

"Don't be modest, you are very strong!" Lin Xiaohe patted Yu Mian's shoulder and walked towards the stage.

Yu Mian patted her heart. She found that when she was involved in a battle, she would become difficult to control and full of murderous intent. Could it be because Sheng Qing taught her some unconventional tricks?

While thinking, a plain white dress appeared in front of him. Ning Yue came to him quietly and approached him: "What are you thinking about, Senior Sister Yu?"

"Ah? ...Nothing."

Seeing that it was the heroine, Yu Mian felt a little relieved, and the fighting spirit that had just been provoked was eager to try. The person in front of him gave him a feeling that he had met a worthy opponent.

Ning Yue hooked her fingertips at her sides, and she had the urge to pinch Yu Mian's face. She really had a weird cuteness that combined coquettishness with murderousness.

She suppressed her inexplicable impulse, raised her hand to salute Yu Mian, and explained softly: "What I practiced is the "Sword Art of Slaying Immortals", which originated from the ancient Slaying Immortal Venerable, so that I can overwhelm the enemy with my strength."

She had just watched Yu Mian fight and didn't want to take advantage of him, so she took the initiative to explain.

Yu Mian was stunned for a moment, then he put his spear beside him and explained, "I have practiced seven sets of spear techniques, namely, the Cloud Breaking Spear Technique, the Sky Shocking Spear Technique..., which originated from the ancient Spiritual War Venerable and the Du Shou Venerable..., and their characteristics are unpredictable."