#228 for the Enemy (1)
The lights in the hall were shaken by the aroused gust of wind, but the green stick was like a fresh ice and snow, colliding with the oncoming sword with a biting chill and vitality.
"Bang" sound.
Ziluo uses a sword, her sword moves are different from Meng Ying's, not as fierce as Meng Ying, but light and gentle. Now this sword intent has a bit of stern color, not as bright as before, and although she has a smile on her face, it is completely different from the softness of the past.
As soon as they fought, Hairpin Xing was shocked. The Yuan force on the opponent—or the magic power was not on the same level as hers. If it was a disciple of the Taiyan faction, at least it was in the late stage of distraction. Such a person, how can she be an opponent?
The stream of flowers gushing from the sticks swept across Ziluo's long sword in an instant, but the next moment, the stream of flowers was easily split open, and the black sword energy stabbed towards the hairpin star.
Hairpin Xing flew to avoid it, holding a stick in front of him, and the tip of the sword fluttered and fell to the ground. The sword qi was like a fierce beast, and it fiercely melted a deep scar on the ground. The two wooden boxes were also split into two pieces by the aroused sword qi, and the contents inside flowed out.
"This is." Hairpin star's eyes condensed: "Fate card!"
These two boxes are actually full of broken life cards!
A life card represents a disciple, and these two boxes of broken life cards represent the lives of hundreds or even thousands of sect disciples!
"You!" She glared at Ziluo.
Ziluo smiled disapprovingly and said, "Why do you look so ugly? Don't worry, it's your turn next—" After that, he raised his sword and rushed towards the hairpin.
Since I came to Duzhou, I could face the merman in Li'er country, accept the test of Fairy Qinghua in the secret realm, or fight against the mirage in Wufan City. Luck can barely hold on. The Ziluo in front of her is stronger than her previous opponent. She has no rules, but with the sword slashed at herself, the powerful sword qi was so powerful that Wuyouzhu couldn't make any moves.
what happened? Hairpin Xing was horrified, why didn't he have the strength to fight back? The Yuan force in the body seems to be suppressed by something invisible.
And the black tip of the sword was already close to her eyes. The sword edge cut through her flesh and was about to sink into her neck in the next moment.
"boom--"
A strong light burst out from the hairpin Xing's heart, deflected the sword tip that was forced into his eyes, and roughly split the thick black fog lingering in front of him.
The hairpin star was slammed into the wall by the huge impact, and before she could take care of the injuries on her body, she found that Xiao Yuanzhu had changed.
In that clear bead, there used to be a cluster of red, beating flames, and whenever she was in danger, Xiao Yuanzhu could always save her life at a critical moment. It was the same today, but the flames burning in the beads turned pitch black little by little.
Black flames.
Ziluo's eyes suddenly became deep, and her tone suddenly became a little excited: "Xiaoyuanzhu is really on you!"
Why did she know that Xiao Yuanzhu was on her body?
"Here," Ziluo said suddenly, and the next moment, she suddenly charged towards the hairpin star with a sword.
How deep is this person's Yuan Li, and the hairpin star has already experienced it. He dare not underestimate the enemy, and he uses all his strength to meet her: "Fire Tree Silver Flower—"
Thick black clouds shrouded from all sides, but the cyan long stick was like the only light in the dark night. At the moment when the stick and the sword were intertwined, Ziluo suddenly withdrew all of his original energy. In an instant, the green stick was unstoppable and charged towards the opponent with a powerful murderous aura.
"Pfft-"
The worry-free stick fell into Ziluo's heart and penetrated her whole body.
Hairpin Xing's heart was shocked, but a creepy smile appeared on the face of the always friendly senior sister, Ziluo grabbed the long stick that didn't go into her heart, and a thick black mist continued to emerge from her body. , These black mists are the same as the ones that appeared after Yin Li's death, like life, they poured into Xing Xing's body along the Wuyou stick.
wrong! Hairpin Xing realized that something was wrong and wanted to pull out the Wuyou stick, but the dying Ziluo seemed to have infinite strength, and the Wuyou stick could not be pulled out of her body.
The strands of black mist rushed into the hairpin star's body and swept away towards the Xiao Yuanzhu in the hairpin star's heart. The flames that were originally the size of fingers seemed to have received nutrients and suddenly grew up. The black flames were burning, and an unfamiliar force slowly surged from the hairpin's body. She felt that something was about to burst out of the ground, and she was about to lose control.
"What did you do?" Hairpin Xing looked at Ziluo in shock and anger.
"Sister," Ziluo gave her a meaningful smile: "After sleeping for so long, it's time to wake up."
"Crash--" It sounded like something shattered, and the original stillness was broken in an instant, and there were noisy footsteps coming from far and near, accompanied by the exclamations of the disciples-
"What's the matter? How can there be demonic energy on the mountain?"
"It must be the devil who mixed into the sect! Oops, there is a bloody smell!"
"It won't be an accident, will it?"
"God—"
The screams sounded as they stepped into the hall. In the sea of blood corpses, the hairpin star pulled back the green stick from Ziluo's body. Blood dripped from the green stick, and the Ziluo on the ground had no life.
In the silence, a disciple of the Taiyan Sect said in a trembling voice, "Senior Sister Xingxing, what are you doing?"
Most of the lights in the hall were blown out, and only blood stains and shattered life cards could be seen on the ground. Her hand holding the stick trembled slightly.
"Senior sister?" The little disciple asked tentatively, trying to get closer to the hairpin star.
"Don't move!" A female disciple of the Xiangling Sect beside him suddenly grabbed him: "Look—"
From the hairpin's body, strands of black silk mist gradually seeped out. She struggled, as if she was trying to suppress something. However, dark traces slowly appeared on her forehead, intertwined and scattered until a complete flower was formed. Begonia flowers.
"Demon Seal"
"It's the devil's seal, the devil's seal," a disciple said in a panic, "She is a devil!"
She is a demon!
The hairpin star suddenly turned to look at the crowd.
A sharp pain spread from the mouth of the heart. This pain was stronger than every time in the past, as if a seed sleeping in her body had finally sprouted, so she ripped open her internal organs and reborn from the flesh and blood.
The pitch-black begonia flower was different from the ones on the foreheads of the dead disciples. Its petals were as thick as black ink, but there was a touch of blood on the stamen.
It is alive, alive, beating, eager for every drop of the blood of the living.
It seemed that he finally recovered from the shock, and a disciple of Yinfengzong shouted: "She is a demon, she killed the people of Chihuamen, hurry up! Hurry up and tell the head!"
"The devil is here!"