Become a stunning banshee

Chapter 679 Su Xiaoxiao Defeated

Long Xiaotian also pretended to be crazy and stupid, looking at the Widowmaker in Su Xiaoxiao's hand, "The lily in your hand is actually a bit delicate."

Su Xiaoxiao's face was as calm as water: "This Tianyin Dragon Soul Widowmaker was refined by me imitating Su Qianxue's appearance, but it's a pity you killed her."

Long Xiaotian: "I didn't kill her, she killed herself. Speaking of which, she died for you!"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, without making any excuses, suddenly looked at Long Xiaotian Su Xiaoxiao asked seriously: "Long Xiaotian, have you ever killed anyone?"

"Let me think about it. Over the years, I really haven't killed anyone. What about you, Su Xiaoxiao?"

"Let me also think about it, I killed a little too much, but I killed people who deserved to be killed, such as Hua Wuniang of your Longmen, Mrs. Qingyan Skeleton and White Bone, but you, you have never killed anyone? I remember you once wanted to kill me."

"Are you dead?"

"What about Su Qianxue?"

"Did I do it?"

"Then there are thousands of lily creatures in the world?"

"Did I kill it?"

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, yes, it seems that I am confused, you are really innocent!"

As soon as Su Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the wine glass in her hand suddenly shattered silently.

It turned into a cloud of smoke, and the smoke gathered into a whirlwind and flew into the sky.

Seeing that the wine glass in Long Xiaotian's hand was gone, there was a whirlwind in his hand that fell into the ground.

But at the same time that the wine glass in Long Xiaotian's hand disappeared, Long Xiaotian waved his sleeve, and the clear water and green smoke suddenly rushed out.

There are no gorgeous and colorful moves, just like the flowing clouds and flying sleeves of ancient dancers, Long Xiaotian pulled this end, and the other end directly hit Su Xiaoxiao's chest.

Seemingly weak.

And Su Xiaoxiao didn't seem to be affected in any way.

One click and close.

"What's going on? When did Long Xiaotian break the spell, why didn't Su Xiaoxiao dodge Long Xiaotian's attack?" Qin Tang didn't want others to interrupt, but now he couldn't help asking.

Just when Qin Tang was asking, Bai Shuili couldn't help adding: "What kind of spells are they?"

Zhichu frowned, clasped his hands tightly together, and said with a little worry: "That is the power of the divine wind between heaven and earth, which sends out here and there. It travels thousands of miles in an instant. I didn't expect Long Xiaotian to realize that With this supernatural power, it seems that his thousands of years of practice were not in vain after all!"

"Then why didn't Xiaoxiao run away? Is Xiaoxiao injured?" Bai Shuili asked with concern.

In duels between masters, one move can often determine the outcome.

Long Xiaotian hit Su Xiaoxiao with the clear water and green smoke cape, but did Su Xiaoxiao dodge in any way? This is not the simple cape they saw.

A single blow from the artifact is enough to destroy the world.

"The small figure was fixed by my own mountain-moving power and couldn't escape. I took a hard blow from him, but it seemed that I was not injured."

Although Zhichu said so, everyone could see that Zhichu was worried.

Qin Tang said worriedly, "Is she really not injured?"

"Isn't she all right? She must be all right!"

"But……"

"No but!"

Everyone fell silent and raised their hearts to their throats.

If Su Xiaoxiao is defeated, let alone whether their Wan Yao Sect can survive, but there is no one in the world who can suppress Long Xiaotian.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a catastrophe in the world of mortals!
Not to mention the useless minds of everyone in Wanyaomen, the glasses of the two people who drank on the mountain were broken.

Unfathomable relative smile.

Long Xiaotian lifted the jug in his hand and asked, "The cups are all broken, how do you drink this wine?"

Su Xiaoxiao smiled sweetly: "If you don't have a cup, just blow the bottle. Be careful, don't smash the pot too."

Long Xiaotian smiled without saying a word, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Su Xiaoxiao, I'm really curious now. Who are you? You are still safe and sound after being attacked by me. The clear water and green smoke are in my hands. Do you regret it? You feel angry when you see me? If this is the case, I would be a little embarrassed as a senior."

"You don't have to be too polite. This kind of thing is a magic weapon in the eyes of the poor, but it's just a scarf in my eyes. Don't you feel ashamed that you are a big man using women's things?" Su Xiaoxiao He shook his head and said with a smile.

"Make the best use of everything, I have never heard that artifacts are divided into men and women!"

"An artifact is just an artifact. Since you said that an artifact has no distinction between men and women, why don't you come here wearing a pair of women's clothes? Thinking about your dress in women's clothing, I can't help laughing!"

"You...you invited me here today to fight or to fight? If it's a fight, I'd rather admit defeat!"

"It's not impossible to admit defeat. As long as you give up resisting, I will seal your consciousness and send you to reincarnation. In the next life, you will still be a generation of masters of cultivation, and you can also have a human body. You don't have to drag a long worm skin to this world." !"

"You said it so easily, why didn't you tell me to send you to reincarnation? What's more, the Buddha said that all living beings are equal. As one of the representatives of the demon cultivator's plan to enter the world of mortals, are you discriminating against the original body of the demon cultivator?"

Hearing Long Xiaotian rejecting his kindness, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head regretfully.

It seems that Su Xiaoxiao sent Long Xiaotian to enter the reincarnation early to give him a lot of face.

If Long Xiaotian refuses, it will be Long Xiaotian's loss.

"No, no, what I discriminate against is you, a demon in dragon skin!"

"What the demon said is a bit wrong. The definition of good and bad is based on one's own point of view. Even if I am a demon, there are still people who recognize my good points!"

"Forget it, forget it, I came to you today to fight the law, not to discuss the law. If you continue to talk about it, you will probably blame me again!"

"Since you want to fight, let's have a good fight, let me also learn, what is the mystery of Xuanyuan's Wan Yao Jue!"

After Long Xiaotian finished speaking, he made a sword formula, and the clear water and green smoke began to circle around Long Xiaotian's head.

"Why, didn't you say that your Ten Thousand Demon Sect has twelve great divine weapons? You wouldn't come here with just this divine weapon today, would you?"

Long Xiaotian looked at Su Xiaoxiao with some sneer.

There is a big one, even if you have many artifacts, you can't help me.

"It's just an artifact, it's not worth mentioning in front of me. The artifact you rely on is just an ordinary artifact to me, but this lily is enough to deal with you!"

"Since you asked for death, you can't blame me!"

After Long Xiaotian finished speaking, he waved his hand again, and there was an inexplicably long sword in his hand.

Holding two artifacts in his hand, Long Xiaotian had no fear in facing Su Xiaoxiao again.

When Su Xiaoxiao saw the two artifacts in Long Xiaotian's hands, his expression remained calm.

"Long Xiaotian, have you ever tasted the pain of the wounds of the seven emotions, the destruction of the Plum Blossom Sect, the bone-biting souls of the Bone Lady, the overnight demise of the lily of the world, and the wailing of thousands of dead souls under the nameless mountain? If you are invited to enjoy the seven emotions and share the wounds, I wonder if you can bear it?"

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's words, Long Xiaotian's expression finally changed.

Although the dragon's body is tyrannical, the injury of the seven emotions is extremely harmful to the soul, even Long Xiaotian can't bear it.

"You should enjoy the pain of the seven emotions, I can't bear it."

"Since you know you can't bear it, why are you still sitting here, not admitting defeat, not running away?"

"You are wrong. Although the seven emotions are very powerful, I may not sit here and wait for you to cast a spell. I can still break it. It is like a child who knows nothing with a knife in his hand. It can also kill a martial arts master who doesn't fight back."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, agreeing with Long Xiaotian's statement.

"Your cultivation level is really good. Come on, come on, drink this pot of wine, and I'll show you what sadness is, and it's all the joy of today's guests and hosts."

The two raised their heads and raised the pot to drink, the wine spilled from the corners of their mouths and wet the skirts of their chests.

Su Xiaoxiao's clothes fluttered, but she didn't pay attention to her image at all.

Swallow a drink.

It seems that there is a meaning of getting drunk to solve a thousand worries.

Long Xiaotian put down the jug, looked at Su Xiaoxiao obsessively and asked: "Practitioners are most afraid of the impurity of the six sense organs, and if they have no desires and desires, even the seven emotions cannot be hurt!"

Long Xiaotian started attacking Su Xiaoxiao without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao to reply.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't hesitate either, the Widowmaker in her hand suddenly turned upside down and waved towards the air.

The dragon soul sealed in Widowmaker rushed out with a bang.

At this time, the white water and green smoke pendant above Long Xiaotian's head also began to spin rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, a faint mist filled the heads of the two of them.

In the mist, a long golden dragon flew out to meet the black dragon soul.

Two long dragons circled and roared in the smoke.

Everyone couldn't hear a single dragon's chant in the Ten Thousand Demon Gate.

The people who could still hear the conversation between the two just now seemed as if someone had pressed the mute button.

There was only the sound of heavy breathing in the entire hall.

Everyone stared closely at the two who were still fighting in the light curtain.

I saw Long Xiaotian's expression was solemn, his figure disappeared from time to time, and two long dragons, one gold and one black, were rolling and wrestling on top of their heads, wrestling together.

Occasionally, a ray of sunlight will sway down and fall on the two of them, unexpectedly casting one after another phantom shadows flying around.

Similarly, phantoms were constantly flying around Su Xiaoxiao.

This time, Zhichu didn't wait for everyone to ask, and took the initiative to speak.

"Xiao Xiao and Long Xiaotian have reached the final stage of their cultivation. The two separated their avatars. The Yang God is nine thousand miles away, and they are fighting with all their strength. The two are fighting each other with their avatars..."

In the whole hall, Zhichu was the only one who spoke, and everyone else held their breath and widened their eyes without making a sound.

Everyone didn't speak, but the two people who were fighting for life and death actually answered calmly.

Long Xiaotian's voice was a little erratic.

"You have always regarded yourself as an expert in cultivation, calming the turmoil inside and outside the world of mortals, an expert like you. How can you have such a strange magic power? What the Wan Yao Jue taught you is this magic that kills the bones and cries at night. ?"

Su Xiaoxiao's voice was also erratic: "Let me tell you a little secret, if it's just a black dragon soul, it doesn't actually have this kind of function. But in this Widowmaker, I have absorbed the worldly lily's way of withering glory, as well as Mrs. Bone's ten thousand. Soul, plus the grievances and grievances of the cultivators of this unknown mountain, you can enjoy the sins you have committed..."

"That day, I swore in front of Su Qianxue that I would definitely return this feeling to you. How do you feel?"

The black dragon is just a dragon soul, but the golden dragon that the black dragon faces is the true original body of Long Xiaotian.

Therefore, the black dragon's dragon chant that shakes the consciousness is mixed with so many grievances and wounds, even Long Xiaotian can't bear it.

It's just that after the question and answer, the two stopped talking.

The color of the sky on the Wuming Mountain changed from cloudy to sunny, and the top of the head was rolling with gold and black, which unexpectedly changed with the expressions of the two of them, and their expressions became more and more dignified.

This fight turned out to be a whole day!

And the entire Wan Yao Sect sat silently for a whole day without knowing it.

Sometimes the sun and the moon are dark on the nameless mountain, and sometimes the wind and cloud change. It is difficult to know their feelings if they are not in it.

On the top of the mountain, Su Xiaoxiao fought with Long Xiaotian, and the golden dragon in the sky also fought with the black dragon soul.

Su Xiaoxiao and Long Xiaotian fought for a day and a night, and outsiders couldn't tell who had the upper hand.

Suddenly, Long Xiaotian, who was holding a long sword, took a step forward, and the phantom around him instantly dissipated.

The long sword hit the Widowmaker in Su Xiaoxiao's hand.

Jingle!
Widowmaker shattered.

Such a hard keel, which was refined by Su Xiaoxiao for seven days and seven nights into a divine weapon, was actually shattered directly by Long Xiaotian's subsequent swing.

It turned into a jet of black powder and rushed to Su Xiaoxiao's body.

The two also stopped their movements at the same time.

"Who will win?" Bai Shuili asked anxiously.

"I can't tell the difference either. In order not to affect the stability of the world of mortals, the two of them fought nine thousand miles away as the incarnation of the Yang God. However, judging from their aura, Long Roaring was panting, so he must have been injured! The little artifact is destroyed!"

"How is Su Xiaoxiao, is she injured?"

"How is it possible, isn't Long Xiaotian..."

While everyone was discussing anxiously, the two people in the light curtain spoke again.

"Killed my incarnation of the Yang God seventeen times in a row! ... You hurt me. And I destroyed your artifact. In terms of Taoism, you are above me. In terms of victory and defeat, I win and you lose It's gone. Why, Su Xiaoxiao, why don't you say a word?"

After coming here for a while, Su Xiaoxiao seemed to recover.

He sighed heavily.

It was difficult to speak, but the face showed deep fatigue.

"This diseased Widowmaker was refined by me after imitating Su Qianxue's original body. Now that Su Qianxue has entered the world to recultivate, this Widowmaker shouldn't stay in the world. It's just a pity. It has been used as the token of the head of the Wanyao Sect. , seeing things and thinking about people, I can't bear to destroy it with my own hands, after all, it's over today."

Su Xiaoxiao beckoned, and the black dragon soul that was still trembling in the sky flew back to Su Xiaoxiao's sleeve.

Hearing their conversation, especially hearing Long Xiaotian claiming to have won the fight, Bai Shuili asked anxiously, "Did Long Xiaotian really win?"

Zhichu shook his head.

"No. It's just what Long Xiaotian himself said. ... Both of them were exhausted and couldn't~ fight like just now. Long Xiaotian was injured, but Su Xiaoxiao looked exhausted and couldn't move. …Now they are fighting each other with divine sense, and they are still fighting each other.

(End of this chapter)