Chapter 142: Please Die
The little sapling not only needs to release the life force to replenish Jing Yao's aura, but also to protect Jing Yao from being harmed by the shock, but it is not a towering tree after all, just a small seedling.
And Jing Yao's opponent was a demon cultivator in the Jindan period, and it was the power of the river that hit the trickle that led to such a result.
The Lingnan Sect Master stood on the ground, his face was pale, a wound was cut on his left arm, blood sprayed out, and there was also a sword mark on his left leg, and blood flowed into it.
The Lingnan Sect Master's shirt was cut into pieces by the blade, and the exposed skin also had scars caused by the sword qi, and only the white bones of the forest were left in his right hand, and the flesh and blood had been separated......
The duel between the demon cultivation in the Jindan period and the sword cultivation in the fusion period was originally a sure thing, but it seemed that the demon cultivation had won, but it was also in a tragic situation, which was really incredible.
The cultivation of the Lingnan Sect is powerful, and the cultivation of the Jindan Realm is indeed terrifying.
But Jing Yao's Dao Heart Clarity Technique is not an ornament, it will infinitely narrow the gap between a large realm, and the power of the Heavenly Sword Dictionary is amazing.
The Lingnan Sect Master let out a muffled snort, and opened his mouth to spew out a stream of black blood, if it wasn't for the cultivation of the Jindan Period, under the pressure of that terrifying human sword, he would definitely be cut to pieces on the spot.
Thinking of this, his pale face showed even more panic, although he had tried to overestimate his opponent, but the result was far beyond his expectations.
Lingnan Sect Master's face trembled: "I was wrong, it won't take long for your cultivation to surpass me!"
Jing Yao's sword pressure shocked the Lingnan Sect Master.
However, the next moment he sneered: "You will surpass me in the future, but now you are not my opponent." I still have the strength to fight again, and you can't resist, so please die.
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Jing Yao struggled to her feet, her little face full of calm.
Don't you have the strength to fight? No, the little sapling is still releasing the immortal yuan, the Taiji diagram has not stopped spinning, and the chaos bell continues to ring.
What's more, she also has the biggest hole card, the realm spirit!
Jing Yao stood indifferently, and the Chaos Bell in her body suddenly released a heroic light, forming a bell-shaped golden light outside her body, reflecting the light of the sun, even more dazzling.
"How does it feel?" the Realm Spirit voice suddenly rang out.
"Not very good. Jing Yao responded: "It hurts me to death, this dwarf's cultivation is too strong." ”
It was a real pain, the impact of spiritual power stung the skin, flesh and nerves. The Lingnan Sect Master's attack was like a heavy hammer smashing into her body, and each blow made her whole body tremble.
The realm spirit replied, "But compared to the pain, you have grown more, haven't you?"
Jing Yao nodded, but in an instant, her little face wrinkled into a bitter gourd: "But what now?" That little man is about to rush over, I think he is a little annoyed and angry. ”
The Lingnan Sect Master was indeed annoyed, he who had cultivated to the pinnacle of Jindan and had always been in a state of caution, had actually suffered a big loss in the hands of the little girl in the fusion period, how could he not be angry?
"Don't be afraid!"
Don't be afraid, but it came from two places, one from the inner world, and the other from behind the outer world.
Jing Yao turned her head strangely and looked at the person behind her, it was a young man with jade facial features, Zhong Tiandi's spirit was beautiful, if it was about appearance, even compared with Lin Tianxing, it was not much better.
The young man with a warm smile, wearing a black robe, ethereal and open-minded and dusty temperament is undoubtedly revealed, confident, determined and calm.
If Lin Tianxing is a sharp sword, then this person is a scabbard!
He walked slowly, but fast, one moment a hundred paces away, the next he was within ten paces, his long black hair fluttering behind him......