After entering the world of cultivating immortals, I have been living and sleeping

Chapter 56 The cat catches the mouse
Qin Si is a sixth-grade alchemist. Before becoming a Taoist couple with the Ye family, she was a casual cultivator and had quite a reputation.

Ye Pianran didn't know her past stories. He only knew that Qin Si seemed to have had a miserable time before she became famous, and later she helped many casual cultivators.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Qin Si can recruit any strange people to do things for her.

But Ye Pianran was still disgusted.

Compared with this middle-aged male cultivator, she felt that those monsters were more handsome. After all, monsters were destined to be monsters at birth, and they were not like this man who intentionally did evil or even took pleasure in it.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and spoke casually.

"What conditions did Qin Si promise you to make you so willing to sacrifice your life for her?"

"If you are willing to exchange something, I will tell you." The middle-aged male cultivator grinned with a solemn expression.

Ye Pianran sighed, it was really useless to talk more.

She stopped trying to test and extracted more information. She wiped the blade of the sword together with her fingers, and started to strike out with several swords.

After practicing Shui Jing Sha for three years, he is now extremely proficient in it. He can perform all four sword moves together, which is even more natural and awe-inspiring.

The cool and cold sword light that filled the sky covered the whole body of the middle-aged male cultivator, leaving not a single bit of extra space, making it impossible for anyone to avoid him.

But the middle-aged male cultivator never thought of hiding.

He just looked up, without even moving, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"It's really good that you can master such sword moves during the Qi training period. It's a pity that you don't know how big the gap is between Qi training and foundation building. The swordsmanship you are proud of, to me..."

The middle-aged male cultivator waved his hand, and the sword shadow in the sky shattered.

"As fragile as paper."

Ye Pianran's face turned pale.

This person's power was indeed beyond her imagination.

However, she didn't try her best!

She exhaled, held the Shocking Frost Sword upright in front of her chest, made a seal with her left hand, and applied aqua blue light to the sword's body.

At the same time, her robe moved automatically without wind, and an extremely powerful aura surged out of her body, like waves and waves, and like thorns.

The middle-aged male cultivator's expression changed. He didn't expect that the noise this girl made could actually make him look at her.

However, that's about it.

After this move, her self-confidence will be completely shattered.

The middle-aged man who was repairing his chest smiled confidently and just waited.

Ye Pianran paid attention to his movements, and couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw that he didn't move at all.

In fact, she didn't need to prepare for this move for long. She did it just to lower the vigilance of the middle-aged male cultivator.

I didn't expect this person to be so stupid.

This sword, splitting the mirror and killing with water, is not so easy to catch!
She raised the corners of her lips, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and swung it forward fiercely.

The blue sword light was like a crescent moon. When viewed from the side, it was almost as thin as a line. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of the middle-aged male cultivator.

The middle-aged male cultivator was well prepared, but at the moment when the sword light was about to fall on him, his expression suddenly distorted, and his whole body twisted into an extremely weird posture, and he narrowly avoided it.

His reaction was already extremely fast, but he was still rubbed a little on his shoulder, and immediately blood spattered out, staining his clothes and chin red.

"Okay, okay, okay." The middle-aged male cultivator's face was terrifyingly gloomy, "I underestimated you, but from now on, you will never have the chance to use the sword again."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already sprung out like a wolf, so fast that only a string of afterimages remained.The next moment, the middle-aged male cultivator appeared on Ye Pianran's face as if teleporting, his hands bent into claws, and he greeted her flower-like face directly.

Ye Pianran's expression suddenly changed, and without thinking, he activated the mithril bone nails, and a defensive light shield instantly appeared to block the attack.

Then she used the ghost step to widen the distance. When her toes hit the ground, a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that moment, she seemed to see the God of Death waving at her.

This was the first time that she had been so close to death. Even during the Blood Falcon War, she had never been this close.

The moment the middle-aged male cultivator touched her face, her breathing almost stopped. If she hadn't subconsciously activated the defensive weapon, that claw would have probably blown her head off.

Foundation-building monks are so terrifying!
If anything goes wrong, her head will be in a different place, and she will never die again!

Ye Pianran was still frightened and gasping for air.

The middle-aged male cultivator couldn't hit her, so he narrowed his eyes, unwilling to give her any more time to breathe, and pressed on her again, attacking her life gate with every move.

After a few rounds, Ye Pianran suffered some minor injuries. There were a few blood marks on his cheeks, arms, and back. His white robe was stained with blood, and he looked very embarrassed.

But she also gradually adapted to the middle-aged male cultivator's attack rhythm. While adding a new blood stain on her body, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and she stamped her backhand on the middle-aged male cultivator's chest.

The second level thunder method, the thunder evil!

This is Ye Pianran's new thunder technique, which is as powerful as the third-level five elements technique.

The violent thunder spirit force was raging in the body. The middle-aged male cultivator did not notice it for a moment. He groaned and took a few steps back, with blood flowing out of his lips.

"Thunder Spiritual Power...I almost forgot that you are a Leilinggen monk." He wiped away the blood with a swipe at the corner of his lips, and with a little movement of the spiritual power, he forced the Thunder Spiritual Power out of the body.

"If your cultivation level was higher and you had reached the Great Perfection of Qi training, this move might really be able to hurt me, but now..." He chuckled twice, "It's far from it."

The middle-aged male cultivator shook his head, straightened his clothes slowly, took out weapons and equipment in his hands, and the words he spat out were extremely vicious.

"Okay, I've had enough fun. The cat-and-mouse drama should end here. Ye Pianran, since you don't want to leave a whole body, then I will satisfy you. Let me think about it, I broke yours first. Where are your hands? Or break your feet..."

"Ah, I thought about it. You are a swordsman. You must have a pair of beautiful hands. I just need a decent ornament in my house..."

As he spoke, he grinned, revealing eight neat teeth, and the steel claw instruments on his hands shone with a cold light.

The voice did not fall.

The middle-aged male cultivator disappeared from the spot.

Behind Ye Pianran, a strange wind blew, and she activated the mithril bone nails almost at the same time.

However, there was a soft clicking sound.

The protective light shield held up by the mithril bone nails didn't even hold on for a breath. A big hole opened in it, and a big hand clawed at the back of her heart like a black tiger.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Ye Pianran had no time to react. The moment he turned around, he felt a heartbreaking pain in his back.

"what?"

The middle-aged male cultivator was puzzled, because his claw did not have the expected effect, but hit a barrier again. He tried to smash it, but found that it did not move at all.

The middle-aged male cultivator hit a wall again.

He really didn't expect that this girl actually had so many self-defense treasures on her body. A mid-level defensive magic weapon was not enough, and she even wore a defensive inner armor under her clothes.

And it's also a top-grade defensive inner armor.

　It's three o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)