Ladies are pure

Chapter 31 Confrontation
Under the large expanse of towering ancient trees, a group of young monks are fighting with all their might.

There are eight disciples in the Qingxu Sect. They wear uniform water-blue Taoist robes and form a small formation back to back. They hold common magic weapons such as flying swords and rings of fire, and strive to fight against the surrounding [-] people dressed in navy blue. A disciple of Deng Xianzong in Taoist robes.

These eight disciples of the Qingxu Sect are five men and three women, six of them are at the sixth level of the early days, and two of them are at the seventh level of the early days. The robes on their bodies are all damaged to varying degrees, and their exposed skin is stained with blood. , the two most seriously injured were even punched with two fist-sized blood holes in their chests, and they lost their lives only in the blink of an eye.

The twelve disciples of Dengxianzong who besieged seemed to be able to do a job with ease. Only eight of them made a move and fought against the disciples of the Qingxu sect. Treat the trapped disciples of the Qingxu sect as fish on the chopping board.

"Leng Qiuling, give up, surrender as soon as possible, there is still a way to survive, otherwise, we will go on a killing spree." On the side of the Immortal Sect, a beautiful girl looked arrogantly at Qingxu sect disciple Zhongxiu. As the tallest female nun, she chuckled softly in a tone full of sarcasm and teasing.

"Qi Shantong, you are dreaming!" The female disciple of the Qingxu Sect had no trace of fear on her snow-like indifferent and perfect face, and simply rejected the other party's request.

"Leng Qiuling, you are the most beautiful female cultivator of the younger generation of the Qingxu Sect. You may become the head's wife in the future. It is impossible for you to be tired of living at a young age?" Qi Shantong raised his hand to cover the corners of his lips, coquettishly She giggled, squinted her fox-like cunning eyes, looked at Leng Qiuling and said, "I know that you are very close to the young talents of the Mu family, and you must have learned their true ways of alchemy. I'm not a greedy person, as long as you give me the Nine Dragons Fire Control Art and the Flying Rainbow Rejuvenation Art, I will be the master and let all the juniors let you go, as if none of us have seen anyone, how about it?"

"Qi Shantong, don't go too far!" Beside Leng Qiuling, a male cultivator over two meters tall, with a hulking back and a shape like an iron tower, let out a tiger roar.He was the third most injured person in the field. His vestment was almost completely destroyed, his body was dripping with blood, and there were terrible wounds like gullies all over his body.

"Is it too much?" Qi Shantong blinked his eyes pretending to be naive, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, with a resentful and complaining expression, "It's just two spells, it's more cost-effective than losing his life, Leng Qiuling, Don't you think so?"

"Senior Sister Leng, you must not promise her!" The tower-like cultivator shouted anxiously, "The Nine Dragons Fire Control Art and the Flying Rainbow Rejuvenation Art are unique spells of our Qingxu sect, and they must not be allowed to get involved by foreign disciples." Up!"

"Mu Xiong, shut up!" Behind the iron tower cultivator, another male cultivator full of blood and fire yelled coldly.

"Mu Xiong, Mu Jun, don't worry." Leng Qiuling raised his eyebrows calmly, and promised resolutely, "Even if I die, I will not reveal any secrets of the sect."

"Oh, we can't agree, sister, I think it's better to capture them directly and take them back to torture them." Beside Qi Shantong, another baby-faced girl whose appearance is eighty percent similar to her said coquettishly.

"That's good." Qi Shantong smiled coldly, adding a bit of cold murderous look to his eyes, "These reckless things, only if we give them a little bit of strength, they will know how kind we were just now."

As soon as the words fell, the three monks around her all smiled and nodded, looking at the trapped monks, they also became cruel and cold.

"Brothers and sisters of the Climbing Immortal Sect, hurry up and run for your lives! The Primordial Cultivator of the Qingxu Sect is coming!" Just before the few people were about to make a move, a terrified cry suddenly came from the forest in the north.

The sudden warning frightened Qi Shantong and the others. The strongest among them was only at the eighth level of Taichu, and it would be a dead end for Cultivator Peiyuan.

The remaining eight monks who were confronting the disciples of the Qingxu sect were also in a state of confusion for a moment, with more or less frightened and uneasy expressions on their faces.

Uh...

Just when everyone was distracted, a golden streamer suddenly descended from the sky with a low whistling sound, piercing the defensive energy of a disciple of Deng Xianzong with lightning speed, piercing through his forehead in one fell swoop.

This disciple of ascending immortal sect who cultivated at the sixth stage of the early days was still immersed in the previous surprise. Before he even figured out what happened, he felt dark before his eyes, and then lost consciousness.

"Damn it!" Qi Shantong yelled angrily, raised his hand and sacrificed a blue flying sword, and attacked and killed the place where the golden streamer appeared.

Uh...

With another low whistling sound, after the golden streamer killed the Dengxianzong disciple, he continued to kill another red-faced, round-faced, slightly fat disciple of Dengxianzong without stopping.

This round-faced monk has already cultivated at the seventh level of the early days. He has quick reactions and extraordinary insight. He has already recognized that the streamer is a high-quality flying sword. He immediately gave up on the opponent in front of him and threw out a small bell , Ready to start defending with all your strength.

Facing the red-faced cultivator was Leng Qiuling, the highest disciple of the Qingxu Sect. How could this frosty female cultivator let go of the best opportunity to kill her opponent? The opponent slashed away.

clang clang clang...

A series of crisp sounds of intersecting magic weapons, under the mad attack of Leng Qiuling and the golden Liuguang, the red-faced cultivator only lasted for less than a second before being knocked away with all the magic weapons for protection, puff... Golden Liuguang made a sharp turn, He took off his head like cutting tofu.

Clang!
It wasn't until this time that Qi Shantong's flying sword finally flew to the center of the battlefield, and slammed the golden streamer into the sky, breaking the possibility of it continuing to attack Deng Xianzong's disciples.

Two disciples died in a row, and the advantage of Deng Xianzong's side collapsed immediately, and the other six besieging disciples quickly retreated to Qi Shantong and others when they saw the situation.

"Who is sneaky, get out!" Qi Shantong yelled at the forest with cold eyes.

A delicate figure flashed out of the forest quickly, and kept approaching the disciples of the Qingxu sect.

"Junior Sister Caifeng!" Mu Xiong and Mu Jun shouted in surprise almost at the same time.

"Brothers, please hold on, the reinforcements from the camp will be here soon!" Xia Yue raised her hand and recalled the Flowing Sword that had just been blown away, and continued to approach the disciples of the Qingxu Sect carefully, while bragging about it. While boosting the morale of the disciples of the Qingxu sect, he continued to intimidate the frightened monks of Dengxianzong.

"Great!" The disciples of the Qingxu Sect were overjoyed, and they all shouted excitedly, their tired and injured bodies were injected with confidence and strength again.

On the other hand, Deng Xianzong's side was suddenly attacked by Xia Yue and killed two people just now when they had the upper hand, which had seriously affected the morale of all the disciples. If you sprinkle another handful of salt on their wounds.

Judging from the scene, the disciples of Dengxianzong still have the advantage in numbers, and their average cultivation base is also higher than that of the Qingxu sect, but their fighting spirit and morale have been completely lost to the disciples of the Qingxu sect. If they continue to fight again, I am afraid Things are going to go very wrong.

"Caifeng? Are you that worthless Qingxu Xiaoni?" Qi Shantong's gaze turned to Xia Yue, his eyes rolled sharply, and a vicious idea was born in his mind.

"Isn't it worth a penny?" Qi Shanyun was startled, "I remember it was worth a tael of silver."

"What are you talking about?" Another disciple of Deng Xianzong asked in surprise, "Oh, I know!" He suddenly exclaimed, "She is the Qingji who wants to warm Junior Brother Yunao's bed?"

Qingliu is the most common and common mount spirit horse in the world of Taoism. This kind of horse is red all over, except for its tail that is as black as ink, and a pinch of short blue hair growing on its forehead.

This ascending immortal sect disciple compares Xia Yue with a green rod, and insinuates that she is a cheap kiln sister who rides thousands of people and crosses ten thousand people.

"Bah!" Qi Shanyun spat and scolded disdainfully, "With her lowly body, she is also worthy of warming the bed for Junior Brother Yun Ao? I don't think she is even worthy of carrying the shoes for Junior Brother Yun Ao!"

"It's not suitable to carry shoes, but it should be okay to pour a chamber pot or something." Qi Shantong agreed with a smile.

"The chamber pot?" Qi Shanyun chuckled, and said coquettishly, "Sister, we monks can refine and evaporate our own filth. We won't be able to use that kind of thing long ago, right?"

"Didn't I tell her to pour the chamber pot for Junior Brother Yunao?" Qi Shantong grinned, "Didn't our Dengxianzong keep many auspicious beasts and spirit birds? Those spirit beasts often carry us around and help us Repairing the mountain gate is also very hard work. Asking little sister Caifeng to pour out the chamber pot for them is considered to be the best use of everything."

As soon as this remark came out, all the disciples of Dengxianzong burst into laughter together, and their nervous mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

Sister Qi Shantong opened her mouth to mention the most embarrassing thing in Xia Yue's heart, and she also added fuel to the malicious attack, obviously wanting to take the opportunity to humiliate her, so as to restore the low morale of the disciples of Deng Xianzong.Judging from the situation at the scene, their goal has obviously been achieved.

"Ci'ao, Ci'ao, these two sisters are scum with sores on the top of their heads, pus on the soles of their feet, and sewer water in their veins. Their mouths are poisonous like arsenic!" Xia Yue was so angry that she had a heart attack. It was about to explode, and the only thought in my mind was to rush up and blow their pig heads.

But at this time, you must not break out indiscriminately. If you rush forward rashly, you will only get yourself into trouble.

(End of this chapter)