Shrouding the sky: Slashing the world of mortals with a sword, becoming the strongest empress

Chapter 20 All martial arts are exhausted, and immortals are not limited

Under the moonlit night, the high platform is bright.

Han Feiren and Jia Si bathed in the moonlight, kicking off the gambling game.

Most of the onlookers were excited, and many of them were eager to go on stage.

Even if you are doomed to miss Banjin Pure Source, you still have a chance to win thirty bottles of Baicaoye!

Qingya Blessed Land is famous for its elixir and spirit beasts, so Baicaoye is not scarce.

But these are not for everyone.

The Taoist robe in white can only get three bottles in ten years.

As for the sea of ​​bitterness cultivators, the amount of Baicao liquid they can receive every month is this amount.

Thirty bottles are close to the annual amount of a Kuhai cultivator, so one can imagine its preciousness.

The wages of avarice is death.

This gamble by Han Feiren made Nan Xiao passive and unable to protect herself.

Even Bao Fei, who had been defeated a long time ago, endured the pain and shame even though Nan Xiao was sitting under her buttocks, her eyes were red, her breathing was a little short, and she gasped, "Nan Xiao, I want to fight you again!" One, dare to fight?!"

Nan Xiao, who was still digesting her new identity and pondering how to win to the end, stood up.

The injured left leg was no longer bleeding at this time, Nan Xiao stepped on Bao Fei's lower back again, and responded with actions.

As soon as this one was resolved, the others rose again.

"Nan Xiao, I want to fight with you!"

"The little girl is to die!"

"kill--"

For a moment, there were dozens of divine patterns coming from all directions, directing to Xiao Xiao.

"Bang bang bang!"

Six paths of vitality rushed out from Nan Xiao's fingertips, and wrapped around thousands of green ropes, iron pots, blood-spotted bamboo pens, and mahogany long swords one by one.

Fingering, control the crane.

Using vitality as a guide, he manipulated the weapon to collide violently with those divine patterns.

Fortunately, so many weapons were seized earlier, otherwise, based on the physical body alone, it is estimated that the decapitated body is now in a different place.

But controlling the crane's qi-controlling fingering method was extremely consuming to her.

In particular, the weight of those instruments of bitter sea can never be compared with the running water used for daily practice.

Nan Xiao clenched her teeth and pulled herself together, breaking through the limit and blocking several waves of attacks.

But this is not the way to go.

The blood-spotted bamboo pen and several mahogany long swords were all on the verge of breaking.

Even the iron pot was full of cracks at this time, and it was about to burst at any moment.

The still intact Qianqingsuo was like a long whip. Under Nan Xiao's command of capturing the crane, it repelled two more divine patterns, and its color gradually became dim.

Nan Xiao raised her head and said loudly to Han Feiren, "Young Master Han, if you mean that I get more than one dozen, then I will give up voluntarily."

"Hahaha! That's right! Girl Nanxiao, you are already very strong now, and you can even deal with eight bitter sea cultivators at the same time! Although it seems that you will soon be defeated, as a mortal, you are already very remarkable! From this point of view, the qigong of mortal martial arts still has some merits!"

Han Feiren was in high spirits, his eyes were sluggish, but now he was full of energy and breath.

Vitality was soaring between Nan Xiao's palms, and Xianyun cleverly controlled the six instruments of the sea of ​​bitterness by remote control.

Nan Xiao took advantage of the fact that she couldn't communicate the power of the weapon, so she could only use the hardness of the weapon to collide with dozens of divine patterns.

The consumption of fighting against many people was really too great, Nan Xiao's back was gradually wet with cold sweat, her posture was still strong, and her eyes were enthusiastic.

If we say that Nan Xiao was a newly blooming orchid on a cliff before, far away from the clouds.

So now she, like the rain hitting the proud bamboo, insists that Qingshan will not relax.

The plasticity is extremely strong, and every kind is beautiful.

Han Feiren admired it for a while, and when he saw Nan Xiao's face getting paler, he licked his lips and said, "Stop, stop! In order to reflect the fairness of the game, it can only be played one-on-one, and both parties must agree to the duel! Of course, as the referee, I can only play if I say start!"

While joking, Han Feiren winked at Jia Si again.

The white jade bottle was sacrificed by Jass again, with the mouth of the bottle downwards, a dark wind came out soundlessly.

The wind fluttered down gently like a feather, it looked very slow, but just wisps of wind dissipated, directly shattering the six Sea of ​​Bitterness Weapons including Qian Qingsuo.

At the same time, the divine patterns in all directions were scattered by the wind, and the peripheral vision floated powerlessly in the air for a few seconds before disappearing completely.

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Kong He's fingering was forcibly interrupted, and her vitality shook and fell back into Nan Xiao's body, her heart suddenly beating rapidly.

Although it was very short, if the black wind was stronger, he would definitely die due to the backlash of his vitality.

Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, Nan Xiao narrowed her eyes slightly due to physical fear, her heart was heavy.

Jas, who is in the Shenqiao realm, can exert such great power with an understatement attack.

With the solid foundation laid by the hundred-year-old elixir ginseng leaves, coupled with the nine years of moving Qi and nourishing the body day after day, year after year, Nan Xiao can stand at the pinnacle of mortal martial arts.

But after seeing the unfathomable strength of Shenqiao on the 20-meter-high platform, she, who has always been tough, only feels that the sky is above.

There is no road ahead of the bluestone, and the road to Shu is still difficult to climb.

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The moon is in the middle of the sky, the stars are shining slightly, and under the cliff of the bitter sea, it is as bright as day.

As the wind passed, there were traces, and the debris of several weapons fell down.

The fragrant grasses are irrigated by the dissipated essence, and under the moonlight, they are all verdant.

The eight cultivators were all sitting cross-legged on the spot due to the resurgence of divine power, which caused the sea of ​​bitterness to turmoil. They tried their best to calm down the Dao Foundation, lest the surging waves would erode the wheel of life.

There are also a few who did not suppress their injuries because of their inexperienced practice, and kept coughing up blood from their throats.

But Nan Xiao, who is a mortal, was unscathed.

Although she looked a little exhausted and pale at this moment, she was calm and calm, definitely better than those eight people.

Nan Xiao cheered up again, breathed steadily, and circulated her vitality into internal and external circulation again.

She must not fall down until her brother comes back.

Sweat dripped and melted into the soil.

The pierced wound on Nan Xiao's left calf began to turn white, sticking together with the blood-stained cloth.

"Bah-"

After tearing off a piece of Bao Fei's white dress, Nan Xiao's face turned pale. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was attacking, she quickly tied up the wound tightly.

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The high sky is wide, and the surrounding fields are silent.

Those who watched the excitement had already put away their hippie smiles.

They looked dignified, watching the girl who silently bandaged the wound.

Even though Nan Xiao had defeated Bao Fei, a sea of ​​bitterness cultivator, the people around him still despised him.

In their cognition, it was because of Bao Fei's underestimation of the enemy that they failed.

Seeing that Nan Xiao was able to use the aura that most of them could feel, one against eight, and persisted for a long time.

At this moment, the faith in their hearts collapsed.

For a long time, what is the reason for staying in Qingya Paradise as a gray-robed drug farmer?
Become stronger, extend your life, and travel freely.

But since when did he start laughing at Nan Xiao, who is also a mortal, even though he hadn't stepped into cultivation?
Among this group of introspective people, some of them have distinguished family backgrounds, and even mastered some superior martial arts cheats.

But later, they sold these secret books at a low price, just in exchange for Baicaoye and other medicines such as Shidan Pills that can help open up the sea of ​​bitterness...

They have listened to morning bells and evening drums here for many years. Until today, after seeing Nan Xiao fighting the immortal cultivators head-on with mortal martial arts, they woke up like a dream.

Rather than chasing after the illusory sea of ​​suffering, grasp every moment, maybe there will be a turning point in the future.

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"Don't be cowardly! You don't want the [-] bottles of Baicaoye anymore, do you? Miss Nan Xiao is about to lose her grip, why don't you hurry up and seize the opportunity? I'll subdue her, young master, I will reward you a lot!"

Han Feiren stood proudly on the high platform, his tone was extremely contemptuous, and his handsome face was full of evil at this time, like a demon who provoked humanity.

The small piece of fat he threw lightly turned into a heavy boulder and smashed into the lake.

The still water and the deep lake caused huge waves again due to the sinking stones turned into profit.

Nan Xiao, who hadn't recovered her strength yet, had a pretty face that was pale, and her eyes were cold, colder than the bright moon in the sky.

Just don't remove it.

The fourth place on the must-kill list is Han Feiren.

(End of this chapter)