Chapter 87: Fierce Battle with Su Yaoer

Su Yaoer, dressed in a tight shirt, danced with the black short knife in her hand like flowing clouds and water, one knife after another, coupled with the spiritual pressure of her original Peiyuan realm, each knife brought a sense of oppression to Zhuge Yu like a blade at his throat.

Zhuge Yu responded with all his strength, and from time to time, green branches appeared out of thin air on the emerald green folding fan, blocking and dissolving the blades that seemed to be unavoidable.

The blade was extremely sharp, and the branches extending from the folding fan were instantly cut to the ground.

"This knife-cut willow branch noodles look good, I don't know if I accidentally cut your little face in a while, it won't look so good." Su Yaoer said teasingly while attacking.

"It seems that the girl's cooking skills are good, but I'm afraid my rolling meat is not to the girl's taste." Zhuge Yu countered Su Yaoer's tide-like offensive one by one, and did not show weakness in words.

Although the two did not give in to each other in words, people with a discerning eye could see that Zhuge Yu was gradually at a disadvantage.

Nangong Chongshan, who was standing by, saw this and felt anxious. He wanted to free his hands to help Zhuge Yu, but the three spirit apes in front of him were really difficult to deal with.

The bone armor all over the bone ape was as hard as iron. Nangong Chongshan hit it with the iron stick several times, but it bounced far away and could not hurt it at all. The fire ape was extremely cunning. It kept attacking with fire spells at a distance, forcing Nangong Chongshan to parry frequently. Among them, the silver-backed ape was extremely powerful and even more difficult to deal with.

Nangong Chongshan's iron stick flew into the air once, and the silver-backed ape accidentally grabbed the other end of the iron stick with its flesh hands. The two of them fought for it in a tug-of-war.

"Great strength makes miracles happen!" Nangong Chongshan exerted his arms, and the silver-backed ape's feet left the ground. It was like a long stick with a small mountain hanging on the top, picking up the silver-backed ape on the other end. With another turn of footsteps, he was about to swing the silver-backed ape in the air. The silver-backed ape was extremely swift. It grabbed the iron rod with its feet like a juggler, stood on one end of the iron rod like a human, and then squatted down with force.

It actually pressed down the iron rod that Nangong Chongshan swung. Then, with the rebound force of one end of the iron rod, it flew into the air and swung a pair of iron fists as big as sandbags at Nangong Chongshan.

Before the iron fist arrived, the fist wind had already arrived, whistling. Nangong Chongshan used the Barbarian Ghost Transformation to the extreme, and his body suddenly turned to the side, flashing more than ten feet away.

With a loud "boom", the ground where Nangong Chongshan was just now was dug into a three-foot-deep earth pit by the silver-backed ape.

The three spirit apes cooperated tacitly, and the timing of attack and defense was just right. After more than a dozen rounds, Nangong Chongshan had to take a defensive stance.

Seeing the three spirit apes gaining the upper hand, Su Yaoer's phoenix eyes jumped, and her fighting spirit increased sharply. The short knife drew a sharp black light, and her figure retreated instead of advancing.

"Thousand Shadow Blades!"

With a delicate cry, the black short knife in her hand was thrown out. A long black rainbow passed by, and the short knife came close to Zhuge Yu with the force of thunder.

Zhuge Yu saw clearly that Su Yaoer's move was not something that ordinary defense could block, so he did not dare to neglect it and silently recited the formula in his heart.

"Vine Dragon Skill!"

The folding fan in her hand swung violently towards the ground below, and a large area of ​​green light rushed into the ground below like a river water that opened the dam.

Instantly, the soil under her feet rolled violently, and a green vine as thick as a child's waist grew out. The green vine was like a sky-high blue dragon, rising from the ground. Zhuge Yu stepped lightly on the "dragon head" with his toes, and his body was already in mid-air.

"Bang!"

I saw that Su Yaoer's short knife hit the root of the green vine firmly.

The short knife rotated at a high speed, setting off a large black blade whirlwind, like thousands of sharp blades strangling at the same time.

There were continuous "crackling" sounds, and the green vines were cut into countless wood chips by the rotating blades from the roots. The vine dragon that had jumped high collapsed layer by layer, and Zhuge Yu, who was in mid-air, fell straight down with the vines.

The blade rolled outward, and the ground within a radius of five or six feet around seemed to be plowed by a divine hoe. The soil that turned outward was crushed, and no grass grew. There was no life within three feet underground.

With a wave of his hand, the short knife returned to Su Yaoer's hand. His breathing was a little rapid. It was obvious that the previous move had consumed a considerable amount of his magic power.

"See how you can use the grass and trees to perform your body skills." Su Yaoer showed a smug smile at the corner of her mouth.

Zhuge Yu, who was in mid-air, saw this and threw the folding fan in his hand into the air.

The emerald green folding fan hovered in the air, spinning at a high speed, and dozens of green lines were released from its edge and shot straight at Su Yaoer.

Facing the sudden attack, Su Yaoer held a knife in one hand and supported the ground with the other, doing several deft one-handed somersaults.

"Puff puff puff."

A string of rattan needles deeply embedded in the soil was left behind. Each rattan needle was as thick as a chopstick, and one of them just hit a piece of bluestone, making a hole on its surface.

Dodging Zhuge Yu's rattan needles, Su Yaoer's slender body soared into the air like a low-flying swift, holding the knife in one hand and stabbing Zhuge Yu who had just landed.

Seeing this, Zhuge Yu forcibly performed the "Stepping on Grass Wind" body movement, and a touch of green light flashed at the tip of his toes, and short yellow tender grass leaves quickly grew in the soil under his feet, but his body movement speed was much slower than before.

After a few rounds, Zhuge Yu staggered, and the short knife in Su Yaoer's hand was already within a few feet of his left shoulder.

Seeing that he could not dodge in time, he heard a "hiss" sound in the air, and a strange golden line broke through the air from the side, and the target was Su Yaoer's wrist holding the knife.

Faced with this sudden attack, Su Yaoer twisted her slender waist and rolled back the arm that was swinging the knife. Her body turned in a circle on the spot like a spinning top, and she barely dodged the attack.

"Who is it?" Su Yao'er shouted sharply and turned to look.

Not far away, he saw a figure blinking like a firebird under a pair of huge fire wings.

The fire wings converged, the red light dissipated, and a person appeared. The person had a delicate face, a head of broken hair that looked full of vigor, and he was holding a golden-winged flying knife in his hand. It was Xu Yang who arrived in time using the "Fire Wing Chasing Wind Movement".

Looking at Xu Yang, Su Yao'er's eyes lit up and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Sunny boy from there, your sunny appearance is exactly what I like. I advise you not to get involved in this muddy water. The dagger in my hand is not very eye-catching."

Xu Yang already knew that Zhuge Yu was famous and his methods were definitely not inferior to his own. Seeing that the young female cultivator opposite him actually pushed Zhuge Yu to the edge, he knew that the other party must be a very difficult character. Xu Yang, who was originally nervous, felt slightly embarrassed when he was suddenly asked by Su Yao'er.

"Oh." Xu Yang stuttered, and then said: "Xu Yang, a disciple of the Tiangui Sect's Wood Spirit Academy, saw that the girl released the ghost aura released by three spiritual apes. It is probably inseparable from the Tiangui Sect. Please show mercy, girl.”

"Xu Yang, this name is also my favorite type. I like the feeling of warmth. Remember, my name is Su Yao'er."

"This?" Xu Yang simply didn't know how to answer Su Yao'er's question.

Su Yao'er changed the topic and continued: "However, today I have to take away this boy from the Zhuge family. If you two have any special skills, show them together. Don't let me down."

Xu Yang raised his head and looked at the Nangong Mountain in the distance. Under the siege of three spiritual apes, he dashed to the left and blocked on the right. Both sides were evenly matched.

"Then ask the girl for advice."

Before he finished speaking, Su Yao'er had already rushed over and stabbed Zhuge Yu with the short knife in his hand. The folding fan in Zhuge Yu's hand flew up and down, and the two of them fought again.

Xu Yang raised the golden-winged flying knife in his hand to take a look, and then lowered his raised arm again.

Xu Yang vaguely felt that although the female cultivator named Su Yao'er was ruthless, she seemed to be reserved in every move and did not kill Zhuge Yu. The sneak attack with a flying knife he had just made was dodged by the woman without her being prepared. If you use the flying knife skill rashly again, you may not be able to succeed. If he could not anger this woman, she would kill Zhuge Yu, which would be self-defeating. As long as he and Zhuge Yu join forces to attack and delay for a moment, Zhu Liunian, the brother and sister, will be able to defeat this woman when they arrive.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang put away the golden-winged flying knife. He flipped his wrist, and a three-illusion short pestle appeared in his palm.

"A'Zhu, are you ready?" Xu Yang called.

"Xiaoxian, A'Zhu is ready." A'Zhu replied in a voice.

I saw a flash of fire behind Xu Yang, and a pair of red fire wings spread out. He used the "Fire Wing Chasing the Wind" movement technique to join the battle between the two people in front of him.

Although Xu Yang currently only has the cultivation level of entering the spirit realm, his powerful magic power and output speed are not inferior to those of monks in the virtual realm, and even exceed them. However, the pressure brought by Su Yao'er's Peiyuan realm spiritual pressure on Xu Yang was still very obvious. Every attack was like carrying a heavy burden, and the strength and speed were reduced.

The situation was exactly as Xu Yang expected. Even if he joined the battle group, Su Yao'er had no intention of killing the two of them.

Zhuge Yu and Xu Yang relied on their physical strength to avoid Su Yao'er's attack. Su Yao'er's main target was obviously Zhuge Yu. As time went by, Zhuge Yu's steps were no longer as free and easy as before. If Xu Yang hadn't been there to help him, I believe Zhuge Yu would have been defeated and captured alive by Su Yao'er.

Yoona, who was hiding far behind a big tree, had never seen such a formation before. He stared at everything in front of him with widened pupils, feeling scared and anxious. He wanted to help Nangong Zhongshan, but he had no confidence in his own cultivation methods. Taking action rashly is tantamount to hitting an egg with an egg against a stone. If not, he might become a burden to Nangong Zhongshan. A pair of small jade hands clenched her fists tightly in front of her chest, and in desperation, a stream of clear water kept spinning in her eyes.

At the critical moment, two more figures appeared on the edge of the battlefield.

"Brother Nangong, I'm here."

With a crisp shout, Zhu Liuqing, who was dressed in a light green skirt, rushed towards the battle circle on the side of Nangong Zhongshan with the Fenglin knife in her hand.

"And me!" Zhu Liunian, a round figure, also rushed over with a vajra stick in his hand.

Zhu Liuqing, Nangong Zhongshan, Zhu Liunian, the three of them fought against the three apes, and the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Nangong Zhongshan singled out the Silverback Ape and gained the upper hand after a few rounds. Holding one end of the iron rod with both hands, he punched it on the ground. With the support of the iron rod, his whole body rose into the air and kicked out with both feet.

"Bang!" Both feet stepped hard on the Silverback Ape's shoulders, and the Silverback Ape's huge body fell to the side.

The silverback rolled on the ground and tried to raise his arms to attack again, but found that he could only raise one arm. A sharp pain shot through the other shoulder, as if it had been dislocated. The silverback grinned in pain and let out a low "Woo" sound.