The tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" said coldly.
He walked slowly, casually pulling out a spear from the ground with one hand, and then suddenly attacked with his whole body.
The speed is so fast that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.
Yan Wulu immediately pushed Yun Qingzhi away from the battlefield and ordered at the same time——
"Stop him."
The green-armored demon puppet and the black-armored demon puppet on the left and right in front of him immediately stepped forward.
The blade tips of the [Wind Eagle Arm Sword] and [Meteor Gun] emit light, which is a precursor to the use of high-level martial arts by the five-armored demon puppet.
The tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" dances like a snake in his hand.
The black-armored demon puppet's [Meteor Gun] has not yet been pierced.
The opponent's spear penetrated the body armor of the black-armored demon puppet first!
Yan Wulu, who was behind him, was stunned. He struck so quickly that even his [Tianling Root] could not clearly see the opponent's attack path.
The black-armored demon puppet has no sense of pain, so even if it is penetrated by a spear, it can still fight.
Just stabbed out the [Meteor Gun].
The tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" swung the spear left and right in his hand, and the black-armored demon puppet instantly shattered into pieces as if it exploded.
The horrific level of damage is such that it cannot even be repaired.
On the other hand, for the Wujia demon puppet, there is no such thing as fear.
Even if he saw that his companion was not the opponent's enemy, the green-armored demon puppet still faithfully carried out his orders.
The [Wind Eagle Arm Sword] in his hand directly used the high-level martial skill "Wind Piercer", and countless sword lights floated up.
Seize the gap when the opponent just destroyed the black armor, and strike out with one blow.
Countless blue sword lights flew out quickly.
The opponent's figure turned slightly.
The strange movement technique actually caused it to completely miss the "wind-piercing" sword light.
Then with a backhand spear, he penetrated the head of the green-armored demon puppet!
The green-armored demon puppet was somewhat imprisoned in place...
The spear moved again.
The green-armored demon puppet's head was directly lifted up in the air by the opponent's spear.
The headless demon puppet fell.
The latter swung his spear at random again, killing them all and turning Qing Jia's headless body into powder.
Within two rounds, two five-armored demon puppets whose strength was comparable to fifth- to seventh-level warriors were completely destroyed.
Yan Wulu swallowed silently.
Although the spear used by this person just now seemed not as powerful as the initial strike, nor as domineering as the spear generals like Wu Yuechang, it was as fast as a spiritual snake.
Once the spear "bites" the opponent, it can instantly turn into a wild python chaos.
There are many changes and it is difficult to predict.
Yun Qingzhi in the distance also frowned slightly at the same time.
She secretly lamented that now that the immortal way was declining, martial arts had actually multiplied to such a terrifying level.
"...how many ninth-level warriors like this are there in the world?"
"Let's go!" Yan Wulu interrupted Yun Qingzhi's inexplicable emotion.
He already knew in his heart that the two of them were no match for each other.
When the green-armored demon puppet had just died, Yan Wulu had already arrived at Yun Qingzhi's side. Now he directly held Yun Qingzhi's hand and flew away.
A tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" in his name slowly walked forward.
He didn't feel at all that the two people in front of him could escape from his grasp...
Yan Wulu secretly said to Yun Qingzhi: "I can only put you into the Najie again and use the 'Blue Sea Clone Technique' to escape."
Yun Qingzhi was a little confused.
...Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar! I promised not to use this method again.
However, despite the constant thoughts in his heart, Yun Qingzhi still said calmly and calmly: "I think we shouldn't have to escape."
Yan Wulu didn't quite understand.
And suddenly, in the air in front of him, the tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" appeared from before.
The spear in his hand is as fast as a snake coming out of its hole.
Yan Wulu gritted his teeth and was about to use his halberd to block it, but found that he could not detect the opponent's attack method at all...
The sight is unstoppable.
Yun Qingzhi suddenly waved his hand.
A barrier formed by spiritual power blocked the opponent's spear for a moment.
The tall man wearing a mask with the word "pawn" was obviously taken aback...
He murmured to himself——
"This is... the spiritual power of an immortal?!"
But even so, the tall masked man exerted a little force, and the spear shattered the barrier.
Yan Wulu also took this opportunity to use the spirit of the halberd to block the opponent's greatly weakened blow.
The two were shot down in Taoist Temple Square.
Yan Wulu didn't have time to ask Yun Qingzhi when he started to recover his magic power.
I saw that the man had already arrived again.
Just when he was about to deliver the final blow, a dull voice suddenly came from thousands of miles away——
"Iron soldier, stop."
The tall man known as the "Iron Soldier" stopped immediately without any hesitation.
He retreated to one side and half-knelt down, "Disciple respectfully welcomes Immortal Jihua."
As he finished speaking, there was indeed a figure slowly approaching from the full moon in the sky.
Yan Wulu was confused.
When Yun Qingzhi heard this, she glanced at her from a distance and suddenly her brows knitted together...
She said in disappointment and confusion——
"It's not him."
"...is it him?"
Things are changing too quickly.
Yan Wulu was even more confused by Yun Qingzhi's words... What is not him and yet is his?
At the full moon, "Jihua Immortal Lord" moved from far to near, but it didn't come down for a long time.
Until, a group of beautiful female disciples holding flower baskets finally ran to the Taoist Square from a distance and surrounded them.
This "Jihua Immortal Lord" finally landed.
His face made Yan Wulu slightly confused...
This is... what Yun Qingzhi said: "eyes as beautiful as a painting, hair as sharp as a knife"?
Isn't this what the vendors on Huaxin Street in Yanbei City look like selling steamed buns and cakes? Grab a handful of them.
"Ahem, you can spread the flowers."
The immortal reminded again in a low voice.
The female disciples around seemed to be still a little awake, and began to sprinkle flowers with sleepy eyes.
The immortal walked slowly among the petals of flowers.
There seemed to be various strange drumming sounds all around.
Yan Wulu and Yun Qingzhi were stunned when they saw this.
They haven't had this feeling of toes touching the ground for a long time.
Even the "iron pawn"'s respectful body seemed to be numb with embarrassment...
…
Finally, the immortal's self-created appearance ceremony was completed.
He stepped forward slowly and glanced at Yun Qingzhi.
He chuckled and said——
"Second Senior Sister, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you are still as beautiful as before."
"...You are worthy of being one of the immortal couple candidates that I originally favored. Your status in my heart is only second to that of my naturally beautiful senior sister."
When Yan Wulu on the side heard this, he immediately imagined a story about a sect's dog-licking and a love triangle.
Yun Qingzhi, on the other hand, rolled his eyes slightly and retorted immediately——
"Xie Qixing, please don't disgust me! I've told you a long time ago that you are not my type."
"...Moreover, you have been expelled from the Yaoxian Sect a long time ago, and I am not your senior sister."
As he spoke, Yun Qingzhi was also a hindsight.
She suddenly reacted and said in a serious tone -
"Okay, Xie Qixing, you actually dare to use the reputation of Jihua Immortal Lord here to collude with the human dynasty and seek personal gain."
"...Xie Qixing, after so many years, you are still the same as before, without any sense of shame!"
"Hahaha."
The immortal known as Xie Qixing smiled instead of angry. He shook his finger and said slowly: "Second senior sister, you are serious, you are serious."
"Junior brother, I just admire Immortal Jihua so much that I took his name..."
"How great Jihua Immortal is, how can a scum like you from the Immortal Sect be able to pretend to be fake?"
Before Xie Qixing finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yun Qingzhi.
Of course Yun Qingzhi didn't believe the words of the scum of the sect in front of him.
She thought that this was Xie Qixing, who wanted to disguise himself as Jihua Immortal Lord and use Jihua Immortal Lord's reputation to seek benefits for himself in the world.
The "iron pawn" who had been half-kneeling in the distance was listening quietly.
He and the other senior brothers actually don't care whether the master is Jihua Immortal Lord or not...
Yes or no.
As long as the master is an immortal and knows how to live forever, it will be fine.
Others have little impact.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Not only has Second Senior Sister become more eloquent, but her aura is as aggressive as ever. Even her strength... seems to be much stronger than before."
"...Junior brother, I can no longer feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in your body."
Xie Qixing paused when he spoke as if he was gasping for air.
When Yun Qingzhi heard this, his expression secretly changed.
Yan Wulu also said something bad in his heart...
Thinking about it, it should be that Yun Qingzhi is now a machine puppet, and his abilities are limited to almost nothing, so the other party can't feel it.
If what Yun Qingzhi said at the beginning is true, his current strength is actually far worse than before.
Maybe the fake "Jihua Immortal" in front of him will keep the two of them in this Purple Mountain Taoist Temple forever!
I saw how dangerous it was to come here.
Yan Wulu sighed slightly in his heart - "As expected, you should listen to your father more in the future and don't look for trouble."
…
"That person over here is your disciple, Second Senior Sister, right? I don't know if he has practiced martial arts or immortality."
Xie Qixing suddenly looked at Yan Wulu.
He didn't know Prince Zhenbei, and seeing him being so close to Yun Qingzhi, he felt an inexplicable jealousy in his heart and mistakenly thought so.
Xie Qixing stretched out his slender fingers and touched his round and plump double chin, wondering to himself: "...Junior brother, why can't I feel his level of strength?"
"Humph." Yun Qingzhi snorted lightly and did not answer him.
Yan Wulu, on the other hand, knew full well that it was probably because of the [Bai Xia] gifted by his little aunt. He did not expect that this magic weapon could even block the consciousness of an immortal.
"By the way, now that the original energy is exhausted, how do you practice, Second Senior Sister?" Xie Qixing suddenly changed the topic, and a light of infinite greed flashed in his eyes.
"What about you? Xie Qixing, how do you practice?"
Yun Qingzhi asked questions, and she called him by his first name from beginning to end, instead of calling him sister and brother like him.
"...I remember that you were just a low-level monk before. How come you have now reached the level of a ninth-level immortal?"
Xie Qixing chuckled.
...It felt like the fat on his face was shaking slightly.
"Second Senior Sister doesn't want to say it, just forget it."
As Xie Qixing spoke, it was obvious that he didn't want to answer Yun Qingzhi's question.
He wants to keep the secret of his becoming stronger...
Everyone was in a stalemate.
Finally, Xie Qixing opened his mouth and said——
"Since Jihua Immortal Lord led the immortal world to ascend, many of the monks we were familiar with have disappeared."
"...Today, Second Senior Sister suddenly arrived at Junior Brother's Taoist Temple. In addition to saving Junior Brother from the pain of unrequited love, she also felt like 'meeting an old friend in a foreign land'."
"...If Second Senior Sister doesn't dislike it, why not stay here for a few days."
When Yun Qingzhi heard the words, he lightly "hummed", ignored Xie Qixing and turned around and walked down the mountain.
Yan Wulu secretly felt a little surprised.
...The other party didn't even stop Yun Qingzhi? It felt like he was letting Yun Qingzhi go on purpose.
There were constant thoughts in his mind, but in terms of movements, Yan Wulu followed closely behind Yun Qingzhi, pretending to be a good disciple as he should be.
Xie Qixing watched them leave quietly.
The "iron pawn" beside him stepped forward and whispered——
"Master, are you just going to let them go? How about... my disciples go to the foot of the mountain to intercept them?"
"No."
Xie Qixing waved his hands slightly, and his eyes were far-reaching, "That is my beautiful and cold second senior sister. She is the only person in the world who is qualified to become an immortal couple with me. We meet again after a hundred years, and I don't want to make trouble with her.
So unpleasant.”
"...Furthermore, Second Senior Sister is now able to reach a level of strength that I cannot see through, and the same is true for his disciples."
"...You have to be more careful."
When the "Iron Soldier" heard this, he secretly thought that judging from the previous battles, these two men were obviously not very strong.
Although that woman is an immortal, she is far less powerful than the master.
Why should Master be so polite to them, or even... fearful?
Could it be that there is something else I haven’t discovered?!
That's right, that man can summon two of the best puppets at will, so maybe he also has other unknown powerful trump cards.
Right!
Master has an unrequited love for that female fairy!
Then everything suddenly became clear...
Thinking of this, "Iron Soldier" secretly glanced at Xie Qixing, who was still staring at the direction in which the female immortal left.
He couldn't help but feel that this was even more true for a moment!
I secretly felt that I should be more wary of these two people in the future and be careful when dealing with them.
If he really hurt that woman, he might even be punished by his master.
…
Yan Wulu and Yun Qingzhi left.
Xie Qixing and his disciples stood where they were.
Suddenly, Xie Qixing waved his right hand, and spiritual power surged.
All the beautiful female disciples present holding flower baskets died instantly with their blood gushing out and bursting.
One by one, "bloody men" fell on the square.
Only Xie Qixing and "Iron Soldier" were left.
The iron soldier was shocked when he saw this and immediately knelt on the ground.
"You should forget all about today's conversation here. I don't want any third person to know about it."
"Disciple...take the order!" the iron soldier said with a somewhat trembling hand.
He was thinking that the master was so cruel and decisive, and he didn't know whether it was to conceal his "pretending to be Jihua Immortal Lord" or to conceal the news of the reappearance of the second senior sister he had an unrequited love for?
