I just want to be quiet

Headmaster Su Zhentian nodded slightly, and said in a clear and clear voice: "Su Zhentian's contemporary headmaster Cen Fangwo, come to fight."

As soon as the voice fell, in the void above his head, a Konghou appeared as if ice crystals condensed. The Konghou was crystal clear, gorgeous, and elegant, like an ice phoenix, soaring slowly, exuding a cold, graceful, and noble aura. .

Although there is no sound of music, it has already made people feel good, and imagine what kind of natural sound it will be when it is played.

This is Su Zhentian's magic weapon!

"Please!"

Pei Ling bowed and bowed, but before he straightened his waist, a thick and substantial darkness filled his body in an instant.

This is [Mist of the Netherworld]!

As soon as he came up, he had to use [Mingtian Great Dream]!

However, at this time, Cen Fangwo suddenly played a magic formula that seemed to be in the beginning of prosperity, and said in a soft voice: "[Impossible Heaven Seal]!"

The next moment, the rune between his eyebrows brightened.

In the void, a flower with golden stamens and white petals bloomed.

The flowers bloom like a dream, and when they reach the extreme, they wither in an instant, and the snow-white petals are flying all over the sky.

In an instant, dense chains appeared in the entire world, locking the entire Xiji Ruins firmly, forming two worlds with the outside world.

Within the area, all the laws were all imprisoned, and the spiritual energy was instantly annihilated.

This originally barren land has suddenly become a real Jedi!

The [Mist of Heaven] that had just permeated Pei Ling's body dissipated with a snap of his fingers. His cultivation base seems to be erased out of thin air by some powerful and majestic rules!

In an instant, he turned into a mortal!

Pei Ling's complexion changed greatly, and his body immediately fell to the ground uncontrollably.

boom!

With a loud bang, Pei Ling landed heavily on the ground, his feet sank deep into the ground, and the fine cracks scattered around. However, he has no cultivation base at the moment, but the strength of the Dao body is extremely impressive in the joint phase, so he has never suffered any damage.

But then, a little bit of strength, tenacity, speed, mystery... quickly dissipated from the Dao body, and his body also began to transform into a mortal. Can't move at all.

He can't carry his own sword!

In the seemingly gorgeous but extremely heavy blade, there was silence, and the Nine Soul Blade Spirit was locked in it, unable to respond to the master at all.

At the same time, Cen Fangwo's cultivation level also disappeared, turned into a mortal woman, and fell to the ground like Pei Ling.

However, she was clearly prepared, and when she was about to fall to the ground, she took a few steps, but she performed ordinary light work and landed steadily.

Immediately after that, he took out a soft mortal sword from his waist that was as cool as Qiushui, and shook it lightly in the wind. Immediately, he raised his hand and stabbed at Pei Ling!

In the void, countless white flowers and golden cores are connected to each other, forming a dense chain, locking the entire world, and prohibiting all mana and laws.

The Konghou, which seems to be condensed by ice crystals, is also affected by the rules and falls to the ground.

"Boom!"

Konghou looks light, like a feather, but it is actually very heavy.

Like Pei Ling just now, he fell heavily into the soil.

However, his whole body is full of brilliance, and a splendid light is flowing slowly, but his spirituality has not been completely silent, his strings and heels tremble slightly, and he sings spontaneously, playing music with a fast rhythm and a lively and passionate tone.

In the clanging music, Cen Fangwo's speed suddenly doubled!

Pei Ling's heart trembled violently, [Incapable of Heavenly Seal]?

It is not a simple rule that can make a cultivator become a mortal!

In a similar scene, he had only met in the place of creation of "curse". At that time, in the first door, he, "Yu", and Bingqing, after entering it, they all cultivated nothing!

"Yu" at that time was also a good way...

Thinking of this, Pei Ling suddenly realized something!

This immortal path of his needs to challenge the masters of the nine sects, and there are many places in the three sects of the "curse", which are similar to the nine sects...

The creation of the "curse" was specially arranged according to the nine sects!

With his thoughts spinning, Pei Ling didn't have time to think about it. He quickly unfastened the Jiu Po ​​Dao on his back. Just as his body regained his freedom, he saw the soft sword, like frost, rushing towards him!

Although there is no cultivation base, but the eyesight of the joint period is still there, Pei Ling's muscles tightened immediately, a neat sideways, quickly avoided the sword edge.

However, before he could catch his breath, the soft sword swung slightly in the air, as agile as a snake, and before he could not let go, a treacherous turning point stabbed Pei Ling's throat again!

Pei Ling hurriedly retreated backwards!

Deng deng deng ... He took a few steps back, and Sen Han's swords followed him like a shadow, pressing him every inch!

The sharp blade pressed against his face, and the hairs on Pei Ling's throat flashed.

Cen Fangwo had the upper hand, and he did not hesitate, and immediately pursued the victory.

brush brush...

Pei Ling dodged three swords in a row. Although he avoided the sword's edge, his speed was affected, and his pace was slightly slower. When he was caught by Cen Fangwo, he kicked him while he was avoiding the straight stab of the soft sword. waist and abdomen.

boom!

Pei Lington felt a sharp pain in his waist, and he flew out in an instant and fell to the ground.

Without any hesitation, Cen Fangwo quickly bullied himself up, the soft sword trembled straight in mid-air, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder as it fell, and instantly slashed towards Pei Ling's neck!

Seeing that the blade of his sword was frost-like, like a gangrene attached to his bones, he was chasing after him. Pei Ling didn't even have time to get up. He already felt the force of the sharp blade. to trip it up.

There was only movement, but Cen Fangwo's colorful skirt fluttered, like a light deer, jumping briskly, and Pei Ling's legs that were pouring strength suddenly fell into the air.

His heart suddenly sank, and he rolled on the muddy ground.

brush brush...

As soon as Pei Ling got out of the way, there were seven or eight sword marks several inches deep on the ground he was lying on!

He hurriedly rolled over and sat up from the ground. Before he could stand up straight, Cen Fangwo's colorful skirt was blooming like flowers, and a long, slender and straight leg that stepped on silk shoes with goose-yellow dots and emerald pompoms suddenly broke the skirt and kicked it sharply in front of him. .

Pei Ling quickly stretched out his left arm to block...

boom! !

Cen Fangwo is slender and graceful. He looks delicate, but he is actually skilled in martial arts. This kick was heavy, and Pei Ling's arm suddenly felt a sharp pain. Then he fell in a hurry, and seeing that he was about to fall to the ground again, Pei Ling hurriedly propped up the mud with his right hand, soaring into the air, and with the help of his momentum, he flipped backwards.

The black shirt pierced through the air, but Pei Ling successfully used it to attack, half-knelt firmly on the ground, and quickly got up.

At the same time, he had already picked up a black stone in his hand.

At this moment, the sharp blade cuts the wind, and Cen Fangwo strikes again with a sword!