Evil fairy is rare

Chapter 90 Despicable and shameless

Since the flying knives and the knife array in his hand could not trap the two of them, it would be the same to sacrifice more disciples.

"Come up there, chop it into meat paste!" Leng Youxi called out tenderly, and the disciples under the sect were desperately fighting, baring their teeth and claws, pulling out their close-fitting miao knives, shouting to fight from the east and west sides of the corridor.

Fu Jiushu braced his body, snorted coldly, and a fierce cold light flashed across his eyes.

This time, he miscalculated, lost his immortal skills, and suffered such a serious injury. At the same time, it also had a great impact on his cultivation and state of mind.

No matter how high the cultivation base is, it is no match for public anger.

It's just that I don't understand, You Zixin hates herself so much, with her exquisite swordsmanship, she can break through a bloody path, but she didn't give up on herself.

He stretched out his tiger claws, pinched the man's neck, pulled out the flying knife on his left arm, and chopped off his head.

A green-robed disciple saw him move swiftly, and slashed at him obliquely with the Miao Dao. He swung slightly and evaded to the left side. You Zixin rushed up and kicked the disciple to the ground.

Fu Jiushu reluctantly pulled out the flying knife on his right arm, and threw it towards the disciple's throat.

"what!"

Fu Jiushu's chest hurt, the mantra seemed to have penetrated his body, and he was poisoned by the poison, lost all spiritual power, trembled all over, and became hot from head to toe.

The Gu poison finally started to attack, but at this critical moment of life and death, his bones were so numb that he couldn't even lift his hands.

He secretly screamed in his heart, he was afraid of losing his life here, but a soft and smooth hand grabbed his right hand.

"Let's rush out!"

You Zixin made a move to break the moon with a solitary shadow, and rushed out of a way.

"Stop them, don't let them run away!" Meng Qingcheng shouted anxiously from the side, trying to throw out the spell, but the corridor was crowded, and his sight was blocked by his disciples.

Leng Youxi took the throwing knife, but couldn't use it, and watched helplessly as the two rushed towards the outer courtyard.

You Zixin's moves were tricky at first, but seeing more and more disciples rushing in, she started chopping without routine.

The Xianyue Sword is very powerful, and when it works, it is not as smooth as his own Moon-Watching Sword.

Fu Jiushu was dragged by her, dodged a few sword strikes, and was not injured again. He shuddered suddenly, and his whole body was cold again, "You go, rush out alone."

At this moment, he doesn't have any chances in his heart, even if he breaks out of the snake's world, he is afraid that he will be poisoned, and You Zixin's body is completely detoxified, so he still has a chance to survive.

When a man is about to die, his words are also good.

"Shut up! You follow closely! Come in together, of course you have to go out together!" You Zixin replied.

Fu Jiushujun's face was pale, and he looked at her with a complicated expression.

"Bell" a string of bells rang, refreshing the heart.

Leng Youxi finally took out the magic weapon and shook the right bell. The routines in You Zixin's hands were all messed up, and the feminine power became invisible, and penetrated into You Zixin's limbs and bones, as if wrapped in a thick layer. Silkworm cocoons.

The forward body froze, and many green-robed disciples crowded into the front yard.

Although Leng Youxi trapped her, he also trapped Meng Qingcheng and a group of disciples beside her. The one with slightly weaker skills lay limp on the ground, and the hardcore disciples began to close their eyes and struggle.

Step by step, she stepped over the disciples under her feet, swayed the bell lightly, and walked towards the two of them.

Fu Jiushu closed his eyes tightly, and a little blood spewed out from his mouth from time to time.She stretched out her hand and grabbed You Zixin's right shoulder, about to shatter her heart.

Fu Jiushu on the side suddenly opened his phoenix eyes, and pulled out a second throwing knife from his right arm, and with lightning speed, it caught her neck.

Without hesitation, the left hand threw out the flying knife on the left abdomen, piercing through a green-robed disciple in front of You Zixin.

"Master, I've lost all my spiritual power. Your bell won't work on me. Throw it on the ground! Otherwise, I'll make a lot of holes in your throat!"

Leng Youxi was so regretful that he completely forgot about the fact that this clever boy lost his way, and followed his way.

She snorted and gently threw the magic bell away.

"Zixin, destroy her magic weapon!" Fu Jiushu shouted, bleeding from the wound on his body again.

"Cultivation is not easy, so keep this magic weapon for yourself. But Master Leng, I have to lend you a hand!" You Zixin pushed the magic bell away with a sword, and Meng Qingcheng rushed forward, wrapping the magic bell in his hand.

The master is in Fu Jiushu's hands, and he cannot act rashly.

"Fu Jiushu, You Zixin! You can't escape!" Meng Qingcheng yelled, "Leave Snake Ya, no one can cure the poison on your body! Let me go, and I will give you the antidote!"

"That's right!" You Zixin pointed her sword at her face, pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "What are you thinking! When will it be your turn to negotiate with me! Give me the antidote and send us down the mountain, and we will meet Let go!"

Meng Qingcheng gritted her silver teeth. The couple were indeed carved out of the same mold, equally despicable and shameless.

(End of this chapter)