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The second priest groaned, stretched out his hand to form a red mark, and stopped his bleeding.

He could never have imagined that the thin Taoist nun in front of him had not tried her best before!

As mentioned before, Gu Xiaoman was like a deep pool.

And the ripples in the deep pool depended on whether it was due to external force or internal force.

If it was due to external force, it would be very easy.

A fallen leaf falling on the water surface can cause ripples.

But what if it was due to the bottom of the pool?

Then, although the water surface was just rippling, there was another terrible scene in the depths.

The loose Taoist robe of this thin Taoist nun danced in the wind, and the temperature around her dropped a lot in an instant.

The sky seemed to be a little gloomy.

It was a hot summer day, but it gave people a feeling of cloudy day.

The Taoist nun gave people a feeling of coldness, and now, it was undoubtedly even colder.

The second priest gritted his teeth and made a choice quickly.

His body quickly retreated, muttering something, and the only remaining left hand waved in the air, carving a magic circle in the air.

The next moment, his figure disappeared instantly.

The fire man in front of Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei also disappeared at this moment.

The second priest used the same trick again, preparing to rely on the secret technique to exchange positions with the clone in an instant.

As long as he exchanged positions with the fire man, he could easily kill the cat demon, then kidnap Lu Xun, and then find a way to leave here directly.

To be precise, in the eyes of Lu Xun and others, the situation at this moment has not changed at all.

The fire man is still there, and the second priest is still there.

Because this secret technique is so fast, it seems that nothing has happened, it is so fast that it seems to move instantly.

But in Gu Xiaoman's eyes, all this has a trajectory.

The wooden sword in her hand flew out of her hand at this moment and flew directly into the distance.

The sword is like the person, extremely restrained. However, it directly interrupted this secret technique.

——She found the intersection point where the clone and the main body exchanged!

The wooden sword stabbed, and there was only a roar. Suddenly, two figures flew backwards somewhere in the air!

That was the second priest and the fire man who were intertwined.

In the eyes of Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, the scene was extremely weird.

The fire man was still here at the last moment, and the next moment it had flown out somewhere in the air with the second priest!

The second priest himself was powerful and his realm was not worse than Gu Xiaoman, so this sword could not directly kill him.

But this fire man was different.

He was just a clone that had not yet fully formed. In front of Gu Xiaoman's wooden sword, he seemed so vulnerable.

Under this sword, the fire man immediately scattered into fiery red light spots, and was dispersed by the second sister.

The wooden sword turned in the air, and another sword energy was generated, which completely annihilated these dark red light spots!

The second priest had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and with a broken arm, he looked extremely embarrassed.

He had previously mocked [Sword Qi Near], saying that a sword was only a sword after all, lacking some means.

And what he was facing now was a female sword cultivator.

When she used the sword, she had her own means, and she was good enough!

The second priest looked into the eyes of the cold Taoist nun, and felt that her calm eyes seemed to be able to see through all illusions!

At this point, the second priest had almost lost the idea of ​​​​capturing Lu Xun alive. He knew that if he did not escape at this time, he would most likely be left here and die!

But he was unwilling, he really was unwilling!

In his opinion, Lu Xun was just a low-level cultivator.

He did not expect that he would fail repeatedly on him and end up in this situation now.

Speaking of which, even if he escaped back now, his identity and status among the alien race would be greatly reduced.

Having lost the strange treasure and the clone, and having a broken arm, his strength must have declined a lot.

Coupled with repeated failures, his prestige will definitely fall to the bottom.

He needs the secret of Lu Xun, he needs to get an answer!

The second priest's body was constantly retreating, avoiding the wooden sword.

He raised his index finger on his remaining left arm, and his fingertips were cut by the Qi, and dark red blood flowed.

He used his own blood to carve characters one after another in the air.

"Shua——" Gu Xiaoman's face was as white as water, controlling the wooden sword and slashing at the second priest again.

This time, the second priest's only remaining left arm was also cut off.

The second priest, who lost both arms, stepped on the flames and floated in the air, but the blood-colored characters were all completed at this moment.

A smile of relief appeared on his face, but there was endless awe in his eyes.

"Please come to my god!" He shouted loudly.

In an instant, these blood-colored characters burned.

And a crack emitting black light appeared on the forehead of the second priest.

This crack is not vertical, but horizontal.

And his pupils are also changing color, turning into an extremely deep black in an instant!

These three horizontal eyes look very much like the three-eyed statue in the altar!

The light in the sky disappeared completely in an instant, and this area fell into a strange darkness.

The sun is still hanging in the sky, wantonly waving the light of summer, but the area of ​​dozens of miles around the second priest is dark in an instant.

——The light can't come in.

And in this darkness, three narrow eyes appeared in the sky.

These eyes overlook everything, high above.

No matter which angle you look at it from, these three narrow eyes seem to be watching you, paying attention to your every move.

For some reason, everyone present felt the chill and fear.

This is not a level of power.

Gu Xiaoman floated to Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, and the wooden sword returned to her hand, blocking Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei.

"Stand... stand behind me." The second sister said.

Her eyes were still calm, but she was fully alert.

The three eyes in the sky gave her an extremely strong sense of crisis, and even oppression!

As a half-step ninth realm, she was like this, not to mention Lu Xun and others.

Lu Xun looked at the second priest in the distance, and was horrified.

"Is this a performance of a ghost?" He didn't expect that the second priest could play this trick.

According to his memory of his previous life, he had never seen any priest do such a thing.

He glanced at the thin back of the second senior sister standing in front of him, and his heart soon calmed down.

She seemed to have such magic power by nature.

The second senior sister turned around, glanced at Lu Xun and Mao Nanbei, and said calmly:

"Don't panic... don't panic, there is... there is a teacher."

These three narrow eyes gave people the feeling that everything was under its watch.

In fact, for the Tianchen Continent, everything was also under the watch of the teacher.

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In the back mountain of the Demon Sect, the teacher was giving special training to Lin Chan and Ji Li as he did a few days ago.

Today's special training content is still writing.

The teacher held a cheap brush bought down the mountain in his right hand and wrote on a piece of inferior rice paper that was not very flat.

Lin Chan and Ji Li were both sword cultivators, so he wrote the word [sword].

After writing, he turned to the two girls and said, "Start copying."

As soon as the voice fell, his ugly face frowned slightly.

He glanced at Ji Li and Lin Chan, then looked at the word [Sword] he had written on the rice paper, and said, "Forget it, don't copy it yet, I'll write another one for you later."

After saying that, he raised his right hand with a orchid finger, put his thumb and middle finger together, and then gently flicked the word [Sword] on the rice paper.

The next moment, the word [Sword] on the rice paper suddenly disappeared!

The paper returned to its original appearance, as if the word had never appeared on the rice paper.

The word [Sword] went somewhere else.

"Xiao Man, I will lend you a sword." The master said lightly.

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