The woman's body was slightly arched, just like a cheetah that found food and moved! Zimang, this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan could see clearly. No matter how fast she was, Yuwen Zhouyuan could move him at will with his heart.
Obviously, although this woman is indifferent, she is not a murderous person. She only regards the fight with Yuwen Zhouyuan as a sparring match. Her sword is not unsheathed, but it still has a cold purple light.
It traced a strange trajectory in the void, but it didn't hit the target at all.
Chaos Step of Creation! Yuwen Zhouyuan is not that idiot siren. His body flashed, an afterimage appeared on the spot, and he had already arrived at this woman's side.
Bi Kuai, Yuwen Zhouyuan also has his own secret technique. In terms of experience in fighting, this girl is still too young.
Yuwen Zhouyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed her throat. Although it was not a life-and-death fight, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not show mercy. No matter what kind of fighting method it was, he would go all out unless the enemy was subdued by him.
Fortunately, Yuwen Zhouyuan did this, because the next moment, he realized that he had underestimated his opponent. Before his hand touched the woman's throat, she turned into a mist and disappeared from the place.
What kind of escape technique is this? After catching a chance, Yuwen Zhouyuan's reaction was not weak either. With a flick of his sleeves, the blue clouds swept past, and the ice yuan chain shield fish swam out, distributed in a fan shape, and connected into a cyan light curtain.
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The Tai Chi pattern was dazzling and dazzling, and then a popping sound was heard reaching the ears, purple light flashed, and dozens of sword energy struck forward.
This woman's sword still hasn't been unsheathed, but its power is already better than the magic weapon of a monk of the same level. Of course, Yuwen Zhouyuan's ice element chain shield is also not ordinary, and the light screen does not even tremble.
"Hey!" The woman's face finally showed an expression of emotion, and Yu Wen Zhouyuan's expression was also quite strange.
Now Yuwen Zhouyuan can be sure that the opponent is a cultivator at the peak of the True Lord stage, but he doesn't know why, only the moment before making a move or defense, he will fully release his magic power. Once the move is over, the aura will return.
dropped rapidly.
It is obviously impossible to hold back one's energy during the battle. The reason for this is probably related to the technique practiced by this woman. However, Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't know what is going on specifically.
This girl has so many secrets, and Yuwen Zhouyuan is becoming more and more interested in her.
"What, do you still want to fight?"
"Why don't you fight? It's just a warm-up. I'm far from giving my best. If you want to make friends with me, you can first defeat the Qingmingxuan ice knife in my hand.
Before the woman could finish her words, she had already stabbed the knife in her chest. Just as the treasure was about to leave its sheath, Yuwen Zhouyuan's stopping voice reached her ears: "Wait a minute."
"What, you are afraid and don't want to fight?" A look of surprise and disappointment flashed in the woman's eyes. Among the monks of the True Lord stage, I have never seen such a person. He was full of heroism just now, why is he as timid as a mouse now?
"Fairy has misunderstood. We need to discuss things. We can naturally find time to talk about it later. We are in big trouble now." Yuwen Zhouyuan showed a wry smile on his face.
"Big trouble, what do you say?" This woman frowned slightly and said in confusion.
"Fairy, there is an old monster from the Siren Tribe who is coming over here." Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a depressed look on his face.
No matter who the old monster is causing trouble, she cannot stay out of it. Just tested, although this woman does not have all the magical powers, she still has some confidence in Yuwen Zhouyuan. If she joins forces with him, there is no need to be afraid of the old monster in the early stage of the true self.
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Anyway, even the son of the Horned Dragon King died in his own hands, so killing another high-level siren tribe seems to be nothing. Anyway, the conflict between the two tribes is inevitable. If you do this, it will not add fuel to the volcano. At most, it will only cause more lice.
Don’t worry if you have too much debt.
"What, the True Self Sea Monster Clan?" There was a look of doubt on this woman's face. Although her magical powers were astonishing, her spiritual consciousness was only half as good as that of monks of the same level.
But soon, the girl's suspicion disappeared. About a thousand miles to the southeast, an unusually powerful aura appeared.
The Siren Tribe, yes, and indeed from the True Self stage. This woman's expression also darkened, but like Yuwen Zhouyuan, she also didn't have much fear.
The opponent is just one person. Of course, as a cultivator of the True Lord stage, not many people dare to think like this. After all, not everyone can jump to the challenge.
"Woo..." The sound of violent wind reached my ears. The originally calm sea surface suddenly became violent, and even the sky became gloomy.
The distance of thousands of miles is a blink of an eye for the existence of the true self. In just a few breaths, the old monster's escaping light came into view.
At first glance, it was still far away in the horizon, but in the blink of an eye, I realized that it was not far away. It was only a few dozen feet away from me.
The old monster looked very ugly and ferocious, and was much taller than ordinary people. He had a bald head and bare feet, and his eyes were blood-red. He was of the horned dragon clan, and he obviously had royal blood.
The spiritual pressure all over his body was extraordinary, comparable to that of Lord Jiaowen. He was a genuine immortal cultivator in the True Self stage. Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was full of alertness.
The mysterious woman's delicate body also bowed slightly, with a vigilant look on her face. Although both of them were top-notch monks at the same level, they still did not dare to show any signs of neglect when facing an old monster of a higher level.
The old monster's eyes swept over the faces of the two people, and then he sniffed again, and then his face turned gloomy and said: "There is the smell of blood in the air, but my men died in your hands?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan was slightly shocked after hearing this. He couldn't smell the smell of blood in the air. Just as he was about to speak, the leisurely voice of the woman next to him reached his ears: "I heard that horned dragons have a keen sense of smell.
Incomparable, especially for the smell of blood, even if you are hundreds of miles away, you can smell a drop of blood. I didn't expect that you, the horned dragon clan, really have the same talent."
"Oh, I didn't expect you, girl, to know our horned dragon clan so clearly. Were you the one who killed my three men?" The old monster slowly turned his head and said with a fierce light in his eyes.
"So what if I killed him?" the woman said without any sign of weakness.
The bald siren tribe was completely angered. A mere cultivator of the True Lord stage dared to talk to him like this. Don’t you know how to write the word "death"?
"Okay, okay!" The bald siren looked up to the sky and laughed, then stretched out his hand, and without any unnecessary movement, the sea surface set off huge waves. The waves were as high as a hundred feet, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, mixed with rumbling sounds.
It hit the two people's heads.
Even Yuwen Zhouyuan was also included, but Yuwen Zhouwu did not panic. He disappeared from the place in a flash.
Creation Chaos Step! The next moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan appeared dozens of feet away, took out a mountain-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and lightly tossed it, a green mountain peak burst out, and with a twist, it reached as high as
With a radius of a hundred feet, it hit the opponent's head. This can be regarded as reciprocating a favor.
"Hey, imitation spirit treasure?" As expected of the real-self sea monster tribe, he recognized Yuwen Zhouyuan's treasure at a glance. He raised his hand upwards, and a blue light curtain appeared in his sight. It didn't look like there was anything.
What an inconspicuous place, but it can easily block the mountain peak.
"Boy, you dare to be so presumptuous to me, go to hell!" The old monster's face was filled with a ferocious smile. He raised his right hand and then swung it down. He did not sacrifice the treasure, but the vitality of the world around him began to throb.
, the light flashed, and several horned dragons appeared in the clouds. Although they were different in size, the smallest one was more than ten feet long. They exposed their white teeth and bit into Yuwen Zhouyuan.
This old monster is indeed very arrogant with his advanced magic, but he seems to have forgotten that his enemy is not the same.
Just as he was attacking Yuwen Zhouyuan, a strange fluctuation came from a few feet in front of him, and then the mysterious woman in purple robe appeared in his sight like a ghost.
A dazzling purple light flashed, but the long knife in the woman's hand was still unsheathed, and it slashed his chest and lower abdomen.
"This attack..." The sea monster tribe was speechless and suddenly changed color. However, although he was frightened, he showed no signs of panic. He pulled back and opened his mouth, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth. Yu Wenzhou
Yuan could clearly see it from a distance. It was a sword, but it was curved, like a snake.
A crisp sound of impact entered the ears, the purple light disappeared, and the woman's attack was neutralized. On the other side, Yuwen Zhouyuan was also in no danger at all. A few transformed horned dragons might be able to deal with ordinary real people.
Junqi, but in front of Yuwen Zhouyuan, was nothing more than a joke.
Both sides attacked once each, but neither took advantage.
"No wonder you are not afraid of my ancestor, you are not an ordinary True Lord?" The old monster said coldly. After a short confrontation, he finally figured out the situation.
"Yes, your Excellency, are you still prepared to avenge your men?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said coldly.
"Why not? Even if the strength of you two is a little higher than that of monks of the same level, you are still only at the True Lord stage. If you think you can really challenge me, you are really desperate." Before he finished speaking, the old man
The monster flicked his sleeves, and his aura flickered, and he sacrificed several treasures one after another. At the same time, he took a deep breath, and a frightening aura erupted from his body.
"Woo..." The strong wind blew, and the sky became darker and darker. The terrifying spiritual pressure was like a sea tide, crashing down on the two of them. The so-called conquering the enemy without fighting, in such a situation, the fighting spirit can easily be lost.
Most of them would be lost, but the old monster was disappointed. The man and woman didn't even feel the slightest discomfort on their faces.
Yuwen Zhouyuan has faced the True Self Stage monks before. Whether he fought alone or in a group fight, no matter how thrilling the process was, he always won in the end. So this time when he faced this level of sea demon clan,
How could I be frightened?
Not to mention, the mysterious woman's strength is probably not as strong as that of Yuwen Zhouyuan. If she joins forces with him, no matter what the outcome, I am afraid that my side will have more chances to win.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan turned his head and looked over, and saw that the face of the female cultivator remained as indifferent as ever. Facing the pressure released by the old monster, she did not flinch at all. All she showed was a stubborn look on her face.