Chapter 1387: The Villain Died of Too Much Talk

However, Zhi Yao did not resume her actions stupidly, but still pretended to be imprisoned.

When the time comes, give her a sword unexpectedly, and her expression will definitely be wonderful.

Zhi Yao had already secretly beaten Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, but she still looked anxious on her face.

"Tsk, aren't you in a hurry?" The female cultivator snorted coldly when she saw Zhi Yao's panicked face.

Wasn't it arrogant just now? Now it's not defeated in your own hands.

These days the pride of the sky is to have blind confidence in themselves, so it is so easy to die.

The female cultivator stepped in front of Zhi Yao in a few steps and glanced at the situation of the other two senior brothers.

Although it was difficult for them to deal with the attacks of the two, they had their own special body methods, and no matter how powerful the people of the Sword Sect were, it would be useless if they couldn't touch them.

Therefore, she also retracted her gaze with confidence and looked at Zhi Yao.

"My sister is so good-looking. The nun smiled sweetly, it was a typical smile, and she seemed to be praising Zhi Yao very kindly and sincerely.

Zhi Yao rolled her eyes in her heart, could this be the legendary split personality?

"You say, sister, are you good-looking, or am I good-looking?" asked the nun with a blink of annoyance.

Zhi Yao still looked eager, but she was thinking about when to make a move.

"You say, if I put on my sister's face, will I charm more people?" The female cultivator threw an eyebrow at Zhi Yao, and reached out to touch Zhi Yao's face.

Zhi Yao's eyes widened when she heard this, this woman is really alive and well as a schizophrenic pervert.

What kind of nonsense are these hobbies?

"Forget it, it scared my sister, it shouldn't look good then, hehe. The nun smiled sweetly, as if she remembered something happy.

Zhi Yao closed her eyes, this kind of person is really a little scary, it is better to come up and shout and kill directly.

It's also "hee-hee", hee-hee peat.

Zhi Yao looked at this face that was very close, she couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly a sword "years" slashed towards the female cultivator.

The female cultivator was stunned for a moment, reacted quickly and retreated, but she was still struck by the "years" and froze.

Zhi Yao hurriedly appeared in front of her with a dodge, slashed at her neck with a sword, and at the same time used her divine soul to attack the opponent's sea of knowledge.

After everything was done, she took a few steps back and distanced herself.

The "years" soon wore off, and the nun resumed her actions.

She still maintained her backward motion, taking a few steps back, not knowing what had just happened.

But there was a sharp pain in her neck, which made her snort.

"Boom!" the nun knelt down suddenly, her eyes full of confusion.

One is the confusion of what happened to herself, and the other is the confusion that the other party can solve her divine soul attack.

In the past few hundred years, how many people have died under her trick, no one has ever been able to escape, even if it has a treasure that protects the soul.

She didn't understand why this attack would not work for Zhi Yao.

It's just that she didn't have time to figure it out, and she completely lost the breath of life.

Zhi Yao pursed her lips, this may be the real villain who died of talking too much.

If she had made a move at the beginning, she would not have won so easily.

This also sounded the alarm bell for her, no matter what time you can't "float", there are always things in this world that you can't think of.

Seeing that the female cultivator was completely dead, Zhi Yao did not delay any longer, and immediately turned around and slashed towards the purple-clothed man with a "few years".

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