"I must stop him for another forty breaths!" Liu Ying held the Juechen sword tightly, her eyes determined.
"Huh!"
The Nascent Soul's mid-level nine-level cultivation base, which had already been operating to the extreme, was all injected into the Juechen Sword at this moment.
The four-foot-long Juechen Sword, blessed with such powerful spiritual power, suddenly burst into bright white light, and sharp sword energy gushed out accordingly.
The ground within 100 meters was instantly slashed with holes by these sword qi
"Om"
Countless sword cries followed, echoing in the space, as if there were thousands of flying swords gathered here.
The small and narrow sword body also became larger and longer at this moment.
Affected by it, the surrounding demonic energy fled outward one after another, forming a vacuum.
Without hesitation, Liu Ying raised the imposing Juechen sword and rushed forward.
"kill!"
"Boom"
As the sword flashed across, a terrifying spatial crack suddenly formed.
"It's really not easy for a little girl to display such an attacking momentum, but with these powers alone, you still can't save your life!" The bald monk who rushed over sneered with disdain.
"Boom"
His eyes were fixed, and the fire-attribute skills in his body were strengthened again. The flames all over his body suddenly exploded, and the flaming sword in his hand also became fiercer.
Wherever the great sword passed, the void collapsed one after another.
The originally cold space suddenly became extremely hot.
The devilish energy around him had long been burned into nothingness by the flames outside his body.
The spiritual eyes between his brows have also been closed.
With the flames blocking the magic energy, he didn't need to waste the power of his spiritual eyes.
Liu Ying's complexion turned pale, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.
She is an innate phantom spirit body, which belongs to the body of Yin and cold, and "Myriad Changes and Illusions" is also a skill that is biased towards Yin and cold attributes.
Under the scorching flames of the opponent, she felt extremely uncomfortable, and even the speed of her body's cultivation changed a bit, which was extremely unfavorable to her.
However, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, struggling to move forward.
"Bah"
The white sword light and the red sword quickly chopped together, making a loud noise.
Countless sword qi spewed out wildly, and large areas of space collapsed one after another, and the surrounding hard ground was plowed to be devastated in an instant.
The whole space shook violently.
This is a confrontation between the top powerhouses of Yuanying, without any tricks, it is a real collision of strength.
The bodies of both sides trembled violently.
The bald monk took three steps backwards before stabilizing, while Liu Ying retreated nearly a hundred meters before stabilizing staggeringly.
"Pfft"
Immediately afterwards, a large mouthful of old blood spewed out from her mouth, and her breath became sluggish.
However, she still stood with her teeth gritted.
She clenched her fists tightly, her face extremely solemn.
The bald monk not only has a much higher level of cultivation than her, but also the hot flame of the other party has a great influence on her.
In just one round, she was defeated.
But it's only three or four breaths in the past, and it may be difficult to persist until forty breaths.
"Since I promised him, I must do it, unless I die." She held the Juechen sword tightly, and at the same time, operated the exercises in her body to the extreme, hoping to restore more spiritual power in the dantian.
It's a pity that the bald monk didn't give her this chance at all.
The fierce energy in mid-air has not completely dissipated. Before the collapsed void fully recovered, his figure rushed towards Liu Ying again.
"Hoo"
The great flaming sword crossed the sky again, and swept forward, as if it was a gigantic fiery snake, pounced on Liu Ying with its teeth and claws open.
The dark space, under this flaming giant sword, became transparent, and all the devilish energy around a hundred meters away dissipated.
In the void ahead, a large number of space cracks appeared again, making the speed of the flame sword faster
The power of this sword is not weaker than the one just now.
"Girl baby, I advise you to catch her without a fight, otherwise, this sword will definitely kill you." A cold, disdainful sneer came from his mouth.
Liu Ying was pale and indifferent.
She didn't have any nonsense, she just used her ownbsp; Asura Fire Spirit froze on the spot, and the bald monk's eyes became blurred.
Liu Ying was extremely shocked by all this.
Bewitching Sansheng is so powerful that even strong men like bald monks can be charmed.
Of course, she didn't know that in order to confuse the bald monk, Sect Master Hua also tried his best and used all the power in his dantian.
Although she managed to seduce the bald monk, her complexion also turned pale at this moment, and her stooped body was trembling slightly.
Obviously, she couldn't last long in the face of a strong man like the bald monk.
"Bold Huo Cultivator, dare to disrespect this Immortal, and quickly commit suicide and apologize." Sect Master Hua did not dare to delay, quickly raised his hand, pointed at the bald monk and shouted.
A strange wave suddenly shot from her hand into the eyes of the bald monk.
The bald monk trembled suddenly, his face became even more rigid.
He slowly raised the flaming sword and cut it towards his neck.
However, in the depths of his pupils, there was a constant flicker of struggle.
Obviously, he was not completely controlled by Master Hua. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com