Ye Jiangnan turned his head and looked in the direction from which the sound came. What caught his eye was a beautiful girl with a gorgeous face and full of heroic spirit. Her purple dress was fluttering in the wind. The sword in her hand was shining with cold light, and the blade was pointed.
Put it in front of two people's throats.
The two people looked sluggish and depressed. Their whole bodies were bound tightly by black soul-binding ropes. They knelt on their knees. Even though the sword of the purple-clothed girl was pressed between their necks, they were unable to make dodge movements.
Seeing the appearance of these two people clearly, Ye Jiangnan was slightly stunned and quite surprised.
He actually had to present the Taoist Fruit himself, Lingling, who had already broken through to the realm of a saint, and Wangchuan, who had disappeared earlier.
Beside the girl in purple, there is an extraordinary handsome young man in white and several young women with beautiful faces.
Except for this young man in white who has extraordinary cultivation and exudes the aura of a saint-level Dao, the other girls only have spiritual cultivation.
With Ye Jiangnan's cultivation level and the strength of his spiritual consciousness, he would naturally not be able to sense that these people were approaching the valley.
However, in his current eyes, these people's strength could not pose a threat to him at all, so he still focused on Liu Qiqi and others, letting them approach without caring.
However, it was somewhat beyond his expectation that such a combination was able to capture Lingling and Wuyou alive.
Not to mention that Wangchuan fell early and had not had time to improve his cultivation level, but Lingling is a true saint master. Even if she cannot defeat the opponent, it should not be difficult to escape.
If a master saint runs away with all his strength, even opponents of the same level will have a hard time keeping her.
What's more, speed is still Lingling's area of expertise.
"Lord Beidou!"
Seeing Ye Jiangnan look over, Lingling's fair little face suddenly glowed, and she shouted at him, "Save me!"
"Shut up!"
Seeing that she was dishonest, the purple-clothed girl's eyes froze, and the sword in her hand moved slightly by half an inch. The sharp blade immediately cut through Lingling's delicate and smooth neck. The bright red blood seeped out quickly, but was soon covered by an indescribable wave.
The coldness froze it, and it could no longer flow.
Lingling, whose spiritual power was restrained, shivered violently under the erosion of this terrifying chill, her whole body was covered with cold hairs, her face was pale, and her upper and lower rows of teeth kept colliding with each other, making a rattling sound.
Needless to say, this purple-clothed girl standing with a sword is naturally Ziyuan.
And this terrifying chill comes from the Divine Weapon Yitian Sword inlaid with ice beads in his hand.
The young man in white next to Zi Yuan is none other than Prince Wu, who had a battle with Ge Lai not long ago. Behind them, Leng Wushuang, Zheng Yueting, Huan Huan and others were also present. Piaohua Palace can be said to be the most important
Strike out with your fists and use your best skills.
If Lingling was injured because of her own fault, then Wangchuan, who was kneeling beside him, suffered an unparalleled disaster, and his neck was also cut open by the sword.
He was still a spiritual master, and his physical body was far less powerful than Lingling. Under the invasion of the extremely cold air, he was shivering with cold, his eyebrows were squeezed together, his expression was indescribably distorted, and he almost couldn't hold on, and he lay down on the ground.
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"Lingling, little aunt."
Really unable to bear the pain, Wangchuan shivered and begged loudly, "Just stop saying anything, we are still in each other's hands!"
"Spineless, loser!"
Although Lingling was also severely frozen, she still gritted her teeth and glanced at him sideways, and said with disdain, "Are you considered a person from the Stranger Valley?"
That’s easy to say!
You already have the constitution of a saint, and I am still just a spiritual master!
Can our tolerance be the same?
Wangchuan could not help but roll his eyes, but did not dare to contradict him.
He was afraid that he would cause Lingling to go berserk and that he would be harmed by the cold energy of the purple-clothed girl next to him.
"Lingling, why are you so careless?"
Ye Jiangnan hung in the air, watching the two subordinates below who fell into the enemy's hands, and asked softly.
"me……"
Lingling was about to speak, but she felt a soft cold air coming from her heart, almost freezing her whole body. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
It turned out that Ziyuan released the cold energy first, blocking her ability to speak.
Being manipulated like this by a mere spiritual master, Lingling felt angry and ashamed, feeling extremely insulted. Her big, watery eyes were widened, and she glared at the purple-clothed girl, as if she wanted to crush her into pieces with her momentum.
It's a pity that now she has lost all her spiritual power and her hands and feet are restrained. There is nothing she can do to him other than staring.
"Another saint?"
Ye Jiangnan was not very angry when his subordinates were humiliated. Instead, he turned to look at Prince Wu, with a strange gleam in his golden eyes, and said slowly, "Is it possible that this kid Zhong Wen can't do anything himself, so he helps others improve their cultivation?
Do you want to rely on you to rescue his woman and children?"
"Evil man, hand over Junior Sister Yin and Elder Ye quickly!"
Zi Yuan's eyes widened, her eyebrows stood up, the sword in her hand tightened slightly, and once again left a blood mark on the necks of Lingling and Wangchuan, she shouted sternly, "Otherwise, be careful about the lives of your two subordinates!"
"Young little girl, are you threatening me?"
Being threatened by her, Ye Jiangnan seemed to find it funny, and a hint of joking flashed in his eyes unconsciously, "It's true that the ignorant are fearless."
Before the word "fear" came out of his mouth, he had already appeared in front of Ziyuan in an unknown shape, barely three feet away from Lingling and Wangchuan.
After all, Ziyuan was in the state of mind of a young girl. When an invincible ancient demon suddenly approached her, she couldn't help but be startled. She instinctively took two steps back, leaving the two hostages alone.
Perhaps Ye Jiangnan's movements were too fast, and even the saint Prince Wu could not react. When he tried to stop him, it was too late.
As a result, Lingling and Wangchuan were left unattended.
"Girl, Wangchuan, you have been wronged."
Ye Jiangnan stretched out his right hand and slowly moved it close to Lingling's soft face. Her white hair was flying lightly, her eyes were as gentle as water, and her kind voice of concern almost melted the girl's heart.
He just stroked Lingling's cheek gently, but the black ropes on the two of them seemed to have been cut by sharp blades, and they broke without any warning, and fell down one after another.
Without the shackles of the soul-binding rope, the spiritual energy in Lingling's body instantly resumed flowing. Although a lot was sucked away, she still easily broke through the shackles of the cold air.
"Lord Beidou, be careful!"
The girl who had regained her freedom did not show any relief, but instead shouted anxiously.
Ye Jiangnan seemed to see something from her panicked eyes.
However, by the time he reacted, it was too late.
A slender, white hand suddenly jumped out from behind Lingling, and with lightning speed, grabbed Ye Jiangnan's wrist.
What then appeared in front of him was a handsome and cute little face with pink makeup and jade.
The person who took action was actually a little loli who looked about ten years old, with red lips and white teeth, delicate facial features, and pink cheeks that looked like they could squeeze water out of her mouth. She looked so cute no matter how she looked.
I don’t know how she concealed Ye Jiangnan’s powerful consciousness and hid behind Lingling without being noticed.
If Ye Jiangnan wasn't surprised that he couldn't find the girl, then after feeling the aura on the little Loli's body, his expression finally changed completely.
Just because the moment his wrist was caught by the opponent, the spiritual power in his body was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, pouring out of his dantian like a flying horse, running wildly, and rushing toward the palm of the little Lolita.
go.
If he continued at this speed, he would be sucked out of his body in less than a few dozen breaths, and he would not even be able to use his spiritual skills.
"Spirit Devouring Heaven Jue!"
Feeling this familiar aura, Ye Jiangnan's eyes shone brightly, and there was an extremely weird look on his face, "He is actually the heir of suffering!"
His voice trembled slightly, and for the first time since returning to the valley, his mood was shaken.
The Soul-Eating Heaven-Eating Technique is exactly the technique that the "Star Sea Walker" became famous for suffering from hardships.
And this Star Sea Walker was one of the five great sages who were as famous as him in ancient times.
When their strength reaches their level, the gap is already very small. Once they fight, victory or defeat is often just a thin line between them.
The little Loli's successful sneak attack has already seized the opportunity. If it were the suffering and Ye Jiangnan back then, with this advantage alone, the victory or defeat between the two would be self-evident.
Even though today's little Lolita is far less experienced and powerful than the misery, she still puts him in a very embarrassing situation.
Seemingly in crisis, Ye Jiangnan suddenly smiled.
"The bridge between heaven and earth!"
He smiled calmly and softly, uttered four words softly in his mouth, and thrust forward with his left hand, unexpectedly grabbing Wangchuan's neck.
Just when the two people's skin came into contact, the spiritual power in his body stopped surging in an instant.
But Wangchuan felt that the spiritual energy in his Dantian was pouring out like crazy, pouring into Ye Jiangnan's body along his palm.
This thousand-year-old demon did not hesitate to use the "Bridge of Heaven and Earth" to transfer the damage caused by the little loli to his own people.