Ask the Mirror Chapter 94: Flawless
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Facing the sword light, Nan Songzi cursed lowly, flicked his sleeves, and the real evil was like a tide, driving the surrounding atmosphere, instantly generating thousands of tiny twisted vortices, dispelling the edge and deflecting the sword's power. The true evil that Huandan monks have been condensing for hundreds of years is no small matter. Although it has not really exploded, the threads are intertwined with each other. The sword light that was originally moving forward seemed to have fallen into a swamp, and its momentum was thwarted.
However, this sword was frustrated. On the same hilltop, there was another sword light across the sky, and the Hongqiao flew up. Using the previous sword light to attract the attention of the yellow-robed Taoist priest, this sword came faster and was different from the previous sword light. This sword was not just a flying sword to hurt people, but someone came with the sword. When it came to the back, the light quickly converged again, revealing the figure inside. The figure was thin and wearing a Taoist robe and a mysterious crown. He was using the air to control the wind, and wiped the sword horizontally.
Nan Songzi paid more attention to this sword. If his guess is correct, this is a very famous sword technique of the Lichen Sect, called the "No-Confusion Sword". It is somewhat inconsistent with the technique he learned from the Wanxiang Sect, which is very troublesome.
Especially in this confusing time...
"Juniors of the Lichen Sect, are you done yet!"
Nan Songzi was really annoyed. When he first took action, in order to avoid grudges with the Lichen Sect, a giant in the spiritual world, he was very restrained. He only destroyed his warning flying star and used other methods to trap the two of them. Damn, I didn’t expect that the female crown inside was so accomplished that she could break through so quickly and pursue her relentlessly.
At this moment, if he let go, Nan Songzi was 50% sure to inflict heavy damage on this Lichen Sect disciple, but after all, he was wary in his heart, so he slowed down his attack. There was a light explosion in the air. Zhensha didn't have any tricks. He directly collided and blasted away two sword lights based solely on his cultivation.
The sword light was struck and penetrated straight down. Half of the body of the man holding the sword fell into the water, but he regained his strength and rose to the top of the water. Under the simple and inconspicuous Taoist robe, the figure is thin, but the face is extremely beautiful. It is Meng Wei who has not been seen tonight.
"Is Senior Sister Murong okay?"
Compared with Murong Qingyan's style, Mengwei's simple dress is very inconspicuous, but when the two female nuns stand together, there is no need to distinguish between them, they are just surprisingly harmonious and eye-catching.
Murong Qingyan smiled lightly: "It's not bad, but why does Junior Sister Meng bother to go into this troubled water again?"
Mengwei looked calm: "Cultivators should abstain from killing and cherish their lives. However, there are examples of people who can break the precepts in the sect's discipline courtyard. Nan Songzi, a traitor to the Wanxiang Sect, raped fellow disciples, rebelled against the sect, and became a sect for forty years. Running on both sides of the Cangjiang River, he is a bad person who practices evil deeds without any purpose. He is the most shameful person in the world. If I encounter this person, I will kill him!"
She held an ancient sword with pine patterns in her hand. It was simple and unpretentious, with an awe-inspiring posture, but there was a sword light flying around her body. The only thing visible was the dazzling crystal light, which made it difficult to see the shape. It only felt that it was bigger than the one in her hand. The sword is much slender and quite magical.
"Well, that's the Li Chen Sect's 'Sword Art of Shang Shang'."
Nan Songzi's knowledge is quite good, and he quickly guessed some details about Meng Wei. His eyes glanced back and forth at the two female cultivators, and when they landed on Meng Wei, a fire was rising in his heart. However, he was not really a madman after all. He quickly put his thoughts away, and finally focused his gaze on the man on the lake. A graceful figure.
He has made up his mind to not care about anything. He will first capture Murong Qingyan with thunderous means, and then escape thousands of miles away. By then, no one can do anything to him!
So, when a junior revealed the truth, he ignored it and just launched an offensive directly on his hands.
He stretched out his claws, and waves surged up from his lower body. The splashing water stimulated each other. In a blink of an eye, the lake was filled with water mist, and then a thin layer of mist formed, hiding the figure below. Among them, it is looming. The light source above the lake seems to have also been adjusted, and the penetrability of the light has become weaker. Together with the fog that has begun to rise on the lake, it forms a haze of light that is even more confusing to the eyes, covering the entire lake.
Then, Nan Songzi drew in the air again, and in the blink of an eye, a talisman was written in the sky, and the light was scattered into the mist on the lake.
"It's a 'picture of situation', be careful of illusions!"
Murong Qingyan reminded softly, Meng nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes to calm down. When he opened his eyes, his bright eyes became clearer.
She has practiced hard since she was a child, and is proficient in the "No Confusion Sword" that can break all illusions. She has strong resistance to illusions. Before, Nan Songzi trapped her and Li You with an illusion array, and she took the lead. He has some experience breaking out of the formation and dealing with illusions coming from the same source.
But, how did those two people by the lake get into this kind of thing?
She was referring to Yu Ci and Bao Guang, who were probing the shore of the lake.
When Meng Wei Feijian came, he didn’t see the two people due to the angle of the mountain. Now that he saw them, he couldn’t help but feel a little worried. The battle at the Huandan level had a considerable impact on the two junior disciples. Because she is still shallow, if she is affected, it will be her fault.
However, she soon saw that the two people on the shore retreated and disappeared into the shadow of the mountain. Soon, a cloud slowly started to move, almost sticking to the mountain, flying high into the sky and disappearing into the night. middle.
In front of him, Nan Songzi's offensive came, but Meng Wei felt light in his heart: "It must be Junior Brother Yu, Junior Brother Baoguang is not as smart as him."
With a distraction, the opportunity was lost, but there was no mental barrier, and the movement of the pine pattern sword in her hand was even more natural. There is no clever move, but the sword energy is mellow and the sharp edge is restrained, forming an almost flawless circle about ten feet outside the body. The chaos caused by the splashing of the lake water and the hidden murderous intention are all resolved outside the circle.
The sword light outside the body is like a living fish, flashing and swimming inside and outside the circle, with extraordinary spirituality. Nan Songzi made two tentative attacks, but both of them had a slight edge and then retreated.
Meng Wei knew that Nan Songzi only used the "Situation Pictogram" spell to contain her and isolate her, but this scum's target was still Murong Qingyan,
Sure enough, in the mist, Murong Qingyan encountered difficulties. Her figure did not stop, drifting and flashing rapidly. At the same time, the real evil was stirring, and the roar of the powerful energy was endless, but most of it hit the empty space. Even with the rumbling sound, the light mist on the lake not only did not dissipate, but became thicker.
Nan Songzi disappeared into the mist and continued to maintain pressure on the female cultivator, but did not really attack. She kept accumulating strength and prepared for a thunderous strike.
Whether it was in appearance or in substance, Nan Songzi had the absolute upper hand over Murong Qingyan. This is in line with the difference between the two levels: the former is an upper-level cultivation of Dan Dan, only one step away from Buxu, while Murong Qingyan is a junior Dan Dan returner, two levels different from each other, and can only be said to have some resistance. , but almost no chance of victory.
Mengwei saw all this very clearly, so she always had reservations. Until a certain moment, she saw a very subtle expression on Murong Qingyan, which was specifically for her.
The next moment, the circle of sword energy around Meng Wei suddenly shrank, and the power of the internal pressure drove his body, shooting as fast as lightning.
Earlier, Murong Qingyan seemed to be unable to continue, revealing a flaw in the continuation of a real turning point. This flaw was so fatal that the strong pressure maintained by Nan Songzi was like a flood that broke the embankment. Found a breakthrough and launched with a roar.
The center of gravity of the battle on the lake instantly tilted, and Nan Songzi's attention inevitably turned to Murong Qingyan. This was a change caused by Qi, and it was difficult to be diverted by human will.
One goes and the other goes, the relaxation of Meng Wei's side caused Nu Guan's body to no longer be restrained. Her body seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and was thrown in the direction of Murong Qingyan.
This was a seamless qi response. The two female cultivators seemed to have a telepathic connection, and they suddenly merged into one another, which was originally isolated. And this is not over yet.
Nan Songzi’s accumulated strength was induced by Qi, but at this time, he suddenly couldn’t find an accurate target.
At this moment, through several consecutive body shapes and more complex Qi transfers, the auras of Murong Qingyan and Meng Wei were mixed. The current situation was as if Nan Songzi was struggling to lift a heavy object that exceeded his limit and was about to hit someone, but the person in front of him was no longer there. Instead, he himself was in danger of being crushed to death.
The situation forced Nan Songzi to make a choice. He roared, and the figure that had been hidden in the fog appeared out of thin air. Purely based on feeling, he stretched out his palms.
Unfortunately, he made the wrong choice.
What your fingertips meet is the edge of the Songwen Sword!
Being squeezed by the thick Zhensha of Southern Songzi, a series of light explosions rang out in the air. Not only was Zhensha unparalleled in power, but the sound of the explosions could also shake the soul. Moreover, there was a vague shadow breathing between the curled palms, and a strange fragrance hit the nostrils. . It was the same sinister magic weapon that Nan Songzi had refined in recent years. He was planning to use it to control Murong Qingyan and do whatever he wanted.
However, such a blow hit Meng Wei's sword.
Mengwei's figure moved back quickly, but the sword with loose patterns in his hand only shook slightly and then stabilized. At this moment, the howling sound of the air waves on the lake was like a strong wind sweeping across the boundless grassland, roaring and flowing, but without any direction.
Nan Songzi felt the same way. He hit the outer layer of the sword energy under Meng Weibu with a charged blow, but he felt weak, like a river hitting a smooth reef, or like a whip whipping and turning. The greater the power of the top, the more stable the opponent will stand.
Of course, this "stability" is relative to Mengwei's rapid retreat.
In his feeling, Mengwei at this time is clearly a round and flawless sphere. Driven by its internal core, it rotates rapidly, dissipating all external forces, and even turning external forces into its own use, at any time. There is a pounce.
The "momentum" is the sword light surrounding the female crown that becomes more and more dazzling as the sword energy flows.
“How is it that at such a young age, one is so evil and has been tempered for so long without even a single flaw?”
Nan Songzi's emotions became increasingly difficult to control, and he felt that Murong Qingyan seemed to be moving away. This made him let go of everything, no longer caring about the female crown in front of him, who might be a rising star that the Lichen Sect valued very much, and what the consequences would be if he harmed her. Just shake your wrist, and the magic weapon wrapped around your arm is ready to be released.
At this moment, a clear sound, like striking a jade chime, was clear and distant, ringing in his ears.
Nan Songzi was stunned and turned to look. After just one glance, his eyes turned red:
"The True Talisman of the Big Hole is indeed in your hand!"
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I almost fell asleep at my desk again. Maybe it’s because I haven’t done well in collecting and clicking in the past two days? Uh, okay, I’m the one who brought it upon myself, but brothers and sisters, for the sake of showing off your power to Senior Sister Mengwei, please cast your red vote!