Chapter 426: Own People

The big tree in mid-air is full of green, its roots are intricately tangled, and traces of pure Yimu spiritual energy are lingering on its trunk.

Mei Shisan's eyes were solemn. Although the man opposite him was frivolous in words, he was a master of Yimu Taoism and should not be underestimated. She put the thirteen plum blossom hooks beside her and did not take the initiative to attack, but just waited attentively.

Lu Litao's "Spirit Transforming Divine Wood Technique" can gather the essence of Yi wood to cast the essence of Taoism.

When he saw Mei Shisan turning from attack to defense, he couldn't help laughing. He suddenly pushed forward with his hands, and the lush green tree hit Mei Shisan hard.

Mei Shisan knew that this tree was powerful, but there was no need to force it. She stepped forward to escape the light and turned into a purple rainbow, bypassing the big tree in the sky, trying to get directly to Lu Litao's true form.

Lu Litao chuckled, changing the techniques in his hands, and saw the ancient tree spinning rapidly, shooting out thousands of flying leaves.

Among the flying leaves, there are also flying flowers, red flowers and green leaves, layer upon layer in the mid-air, it is so beautiful. But in Mei Shisan's eyes, this feeling and this scene were nothing more than a life-threatening talisman.

Those green leaves are as sharp as knives, floating in the air, they are deadly flying knives, and there are thousands of them, densely packed.

Seeing the sky full of red and green coming, Mei Shisan pinched her magic skills with both hands, and all thirteen plum blossom hooks were gathered together, with her as the center, and started to fly around her.

Every green leaf flying close to Plum Blossom's 13th body and 50 feet away will be chopped into pieces by Plum Blossom Hook. It's just that the flying flowers hidden in the green leaves are flying gracefully, bypassing the blockade of these plum blossom hooks, and attacking towards her.

Mei Shisan raised her hand and waved, and immediately a purple spiritual light shot out. The spiritual light rolled up in the air and turned into a purple toad shadow.

The phantom purple toad stretched out its tongue and immediately sucked the flying flowers into its belly.

"Purple Toad Curse?"

Lu Litao was slightly surprised, but then he smiled and said: "A beauty with such a mark as Taoist Fellow Mei learns this method of attracting toads. It is really against the rules of elegance."

Although he was joking in his words, he did not stop using the techniques in his hands. Countless flying flowers shot out from the green leaves and flew directly in front of Mei Shisan.

Although Mei Shisan had a purple toad to help her, it was just a condensation of her Taoism, not a real spiritual pet. At this moment, as more and more flying flowers were swallowed, the image of the purple toad gradually became fainter. If Mei Shisan hadn't been struggling to support herself with her own spiritual power, she might have been scattered by Feihua.

The man with a sword and the woman in white below are both monks in the foundation-building stage. It's not obvious that this fellow Taoist Mei Thirteen is in trouble. If she didn't use more powerful means, defeat would be a matter of time.

Of course, if she kept gritting her teeth and holding on, it wasn't like she couldn't hold on for half a day, but this still couldn't change the fact that the fight failed.

The man carrying the sword smiled slightly and said leisurely: "I have heard for a long time that fellow Taoist Mei Thirteen is a rare beauty. Wouldn't it be beautiful if we could take off the veil today and let us have a glimpse of the beauty, so that we can turn our hostility into friendship?"

This man is arrogant, unrestrained and romantic, and has the air of a swordsman. Ordinary beauties do not look down upon him. But Mei Shisan's graceful figure and veil covering her face aroused his interest.

He didn't think there was anything inappropriate in what he said. Even though there was some teasing in his words, considering that Mei Shisan was suppressed in her fighting skills, she felt that this was a setback for her. It will be a good story to spread in the future.

Just when the man with the sword behind his back was looking carefree and conceited, Mei Shisan's eyes were cold and solemn. I saw the magic formula in her hand change. The thirteen plum blossom hooks that were originally defending against the flying leaves in the sky were actually divided into seven, and they went straight towards the man with the sword.

The man carrying the sword really didn't expect that this woman was so fierce. She was clearly in the middle of a fight, but she would ignore her own safety and cut off half of the thirteen plum blossom hooks used for defense to kill herself.

He snorted coldly but did not move. Someone beside him took action for him and stopped all seven plum blossom hooks.

The person who took action was none other than the charming woman in white. The woman giggled, and several white silk ribbons flew out, twisting lightly in mid-air and blocking all the plum blossom hooks.

"Fellow Daoist Mei, you take yourself too seriously. Let my sister train you!"

After she said that, she raised her hand and a flower basket was thrown out. The flower basket spun in mid-air, and immediately a colorful spiritual light flew out of it and headed straight for Mei Shisan.

Liang Yan watched for a long time and was worried that he had no excuse to take action. When he saw the woman in white playing a flower basket, he couldn't help but praise in his heart:

"You are really one of our own!"

Originally, the fight between Mei Shisan and Lu Litao was a one-on-one duel between the Yungang Sect and the disciples of the Qianyuan Holy Palace. It was not a life-or-death battle. If Liang Yan took action, he would inevitably gain a reputation for bullying the smaller ones. .

What's more, this place is still on the territory of the Yungang Sect. If word spreads, it will be a disciple of the Qianyuan Holy Palace who challenges an opponent of the same level alone. The disciples of the Yungang Sect are defeated and become angry in shame, so they attack in groups.

Although Liang Yan didn't care about these reputations, Yu Xuanji might not be shameless.

When he saw the woman in white throwing the flower basket, he felt moved in his heart and jumped into the air. The golden light on his right hand flashed, and he shattered the colorful rays of light with just one punch. At the same time, the blue spiritual light circulated in his left hand, and he actually collected all the flying leaves in his sleeve. Then he raised his hand and sent all the green leaves back.

Liang Yan broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, and all three spiritual powers in his body were transformed into the "liquid element" state. Now, the "Zhuan Yuan Method" can be sent and received from the heart, and it has many wonderful uses.

Lu Litao, who was in mid-air, saw that he had the upper hand, and it was a time of great satisfaction. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed. First, my junior sister came to help, and then an inexplicable young man in gray jumped out. He destroyed the junior sister's flower basket divine light with just one punch, and then regained his own flying leaves, and hit him instead. .

The most irritating thing is that after the young man took action, he shouted carelessly: "You Qianyuan Holy Palace bully people too much! If you can't defeat my senior sister one-on-one, you attack her in groups, how shameless!"

Lu Litao almost spat out his blood. Was he unable to defeat him? He, Lu Litao, clearly has the upper hand. He only needs to wait for a while and he will definitely win this game. Why does he need the help of his junior sister?

But this young man insisted that they attacked in groups, and it seemed that he could not deny it. Lu Litao felt depressed and could only shout loudly: "To deal with you Yungang Sect people, there is no need to attack in groups." So, you two come together, I, Lu Litao, am enough!"

Liang Yan was in mid-air, stroking his palms and smiling: "Wonderful!"

Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared. Lu Litao felt his eyes blurred when he saw a golden fist as big as a sandbag handed to him.

It’s 1 million words, and I feel like I’ve broken through a bottleneck!

Having said that, I really don’t know how this niche book of ours got to where it is today.

With over a hundred orders placed, I wanted to cut it off or start a new book several times during this period, but in the end I couldn't let go of this side of the story, and somehow it took more than half a year to write.

Let me fight for myself again!

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