Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 255
Boom, boom, boom...

in the bushes.

The explosions caused by Dao Gang continued continuously.

Jiuji can easily avoid it every time.

Jiuji only needs to be at the moment when Li Xiaocui's long knife falls.

Shot out.

A light palm wind hit Li Xiaocui's wrist holding the knife.

Yunluo Qingyan Palm.

The palm wind is gentle and omnipotent, once it hits, the gentle palm wind immediately turns into dense strength.

This force can push the two mixed-haired birds, Jin Tong and Yin Mou, so they can't get in. Naturally, it can easily slap Li Xiaocui's knife-holding hand.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

After seven or eight knives.

Li Xiaocui panted heavily, and the Profound Handle in her body was almost exhausted.

Whoosh...

Jiuji continued to use Yunluo Qingyan Palm, the soft and dense palm force made Li Xiaocui's body tremble.

Li Xiaocui quickly covered her chest.

Exactly at this time.

A strong wind came from behind.

"Are you discussing martial arts?"

The voice was clear and sweet, and it was Wei Qingqing who came.

Wei Qingqing, as an outstanding descendant of the Wei family, has also cultivated to the stage of turning Qi into strength under the cultivation of the elders of the clan.

"That's right... I've recently mastered a martial art, and I'm testing its power." After Jiuji finished speaking, he raised his hand towards Wei Qingqing.

Bang!
The wind hits the chest.

Wei Qingqing also trembled wildly.

Crunchy and a little itchy.

"This... What kind of dirty work is this?" Wei Qingqing said with a red face.

"This is Yunluo Qingyan Palm, which is the unique skill created by me."

"Is it used for this kind of thing?"

"Of course not... You attack this seat and use your strongest move." Jiuji said with arrogance.

"I have practiced Jian Gang."

"I have also practiced Profound Handle, so you don't have to worry about me." Jiuji said with a smile.

"Okay! I'll use the power of three successes." Wei Qingqing said with narrowed eyes.

"You use ten percent."

Wei Qingqing didn't speak any more but Anyun's skill, and raised the long sword in his hand.

Bang!
The phantom of the sword gang is fleeting.

The speed of the sword is hard to describe with lightning and flint.

Within ten steps.

It is better than Jiuji's cloud mirror flying knife.

Boom.

Jiuji was stabbed in the chest by a sword.

The Profound Handle exploded.

Jiuji fell and landed in embarrassment.

"Lei Yinjian, ten successes!" Wei Qingqing said coldly.

This sword is extremely amazing.

Not to mention He Shuhua, even Li Xiaocui was surprised.

Although both Li Xiaocui and Wei Qingqing were seventh-rank martial artists who turned their energy into strength, Li Xiaocui knew very well that he was by no means Wei Qingqing's opponent.

Wei Qingqing was born in Wuyuan.

There is one competition in three days and one competition in seven days in the Martial Academy. All the cultivation resources come from competitions.

Wei Qingqing is also the leader of the martial arts academy, and his combat power is naturally amazing.

Although Li Xiaocui possesses the talent of the Dao of the Sword, her cultivation relies on the spiritual energy fed back by the three Gu insects and the elixir provided by Jiuji along the way.

Too little fighting...

Jiuji turned over from the bushes and got up...

Jiuji is not a third-rank martial artist, but a first-rank martial artist who has cultivated to the top of the three Huaju.

Even if Wei Qingqing was very powerful, he still couldn't break Jiuji's body-protecting Profound Handle.

Since practicing Yunluo Qingyan Palm, Jiuji patted the two miscellaneous birds every day. The combat experience that was thought to be blank has been completed in the battle with the two miscellaneous birds. , But I didn't expect to meet a real master or not.

Do not!
Just didn't grasp the distance well.

Wei Qingqing's move just now was fast and urgent, and there must be a distance limit. If there is no distance limit, then his cloud mirror throwing knife is simply bullshit.

"Cousin, are you okay?" Wei Qingqing asked with concern.

"Come again!"

"Okay!" Wei Qingqing took two steps forward and was about to unleash the Thunder Sound Sword again.

However, just as Wei Qingqing bullied him, Jiuji raised his hand and gave it a slap.

While shooting, he stepped back and quickly opened the distance between the two.

Wei Qingqing used lightness kung fu to get close to Jiuji, and Jiuji slapped him all the way.

Wei Qingqing simply used less consuming sword energy to resist Jiuji's palm style.

The two of them were back and forth in the bushes, and the grass was flying.

Jiuji didn't use the cloud mirror flying knife, and Wei Qingqing's Leiyin sword couldn't reach it.

Although the two sides did not have a head-to-head move, they both showed extraordinary skills in the calm and breezy confrontation.

Wei Qingqing's experience in fighting the enemy came from fighting in the martial arts academy, while Jiuji's experience in fighting the enemy was gained by relying on two miscellaneous birds...

"Stop beating! It's so itchy." Wei Qingqing said with a depressed face, clutching her chest.

After all, Jiuji is a first-rank martial artist, Zhenyuan Chunhou, with his palm, the distance and penetrating power of the palm wind are far better than Wei Qingqing's sword energy.

The palm wind of Yunluo Qingyan Palm.

It's as light as nothing, and it's hard to figure out, but once it hits it, it will immediately turn into a dense force, making people unstable and trembling all over. Although it has no lethality, it is very itchy, especially for women. As far as it is concerned, it is simply recruiting and shooting in...

It's like slapping the palm of your hand on the surface of the water, making waves after waves, which is unacceptable.

"Wow!"

in the sky.

The two eagles chirped one after another.

Jiuji didn't need to raise his head to know that it was a miscellaneous bird raised by the two sisters of the Xia family.

Wei Qingqing looked up at the sky, looked at the circling figures of the two golden-eyed eagles, and then looked in the direction of the Eagle's Nest.

Weijiabao.

A bright yellow cloth was hung on the highest eagle's nest.

See this scene.

Wei Qingqing said excitedly: "Golden pupils and silver eyes have found traces of monsters, let's go hunting monsters."

Wei Qingqing put his fingers in his mouth and blew a sharp whistle.

After Jin Tong Yin Mou received the message, he circled over Wei Qingqing and the others for a while, and then led them away.

dozens of miles away.

Three green jackals were besieging a wounded silver mandrill wolf.

The Silver Drill Wolf and the Green Jackal are the two most common monsters on the Liju Grassland.

In the past, there were extremely powerful monsters in Lijuyuan, but they were expelled and killed by the human expeditionary army. Now there are only little monsters left in Lijuyuan. It belongs to whoever it is.

Bang!
Wei Qingqing rushed out suddenly, and the moment Lei Yinjian appeared, the blade of Lei Yinjian hit the silver mandrill wolf on the forehead.

The silver mandrill wolf was killed with a single sword strike.

The moment Wei Qingqing drew his sword, the three green jackals vigilantly gave up on their prey and fled in three different directions.

A green jackal was stopped by Li Xiaocui.

A green jackal encountered He Shuhua.

The last green jackal was killed by Jiuji with a cloud mirror and a flying knife before he could see the enemy clearly.

Neither Li Xiaocui nor He Shuhua killed the jackal.

The monster like the green jackal is extremely cunning. Although it is a little monster, it is not low in intelligence. When it sees someone intercepting it, it will naturally change the road as soon as possible.

Li Xiaocui performed lightness kung fu and chased after the jackal with pure skill. Li Xiaocui was faster, and the jackal was killed by her with a lancet.

As for He Shuhua, she felt guilty when she intercepted Qing Jackal, but fortunately, Qing Jackal was more guilty than her, and she chose to run away as soon as she saw He Shuhua. A jackal, so He Shuhua subconsciously slowed down, lest he really catch up, and the one who died would not be the jackal but himself.

"Roar!"

A tiger roar.

The green jackal who was fleeing for his life was taken aback and didn't know where to run away.

Then the wind hit.

The stench rushed towards him.

The green jackal whimpered and was held in the mouth by the fat girl.

(End of this chapter)