The Leader of the Jingjue Tribe ignored the noisy Loose Cultivators around him. He stared at Zhang Xiu Niang and said with a hint of mockery:
"What? Could it be that the Yunchuan Alliance's Three True Six Disciples are too afraid to fight?"
Zhang Xiu Niang snorted coldly and formed a sword sign with her hand. The long sword on her back made a crisp sound. Before the long sword was unsheathed, layers of cold sword intent spread out.
The Loose Cultivators near the high platform felt a chill run down their spine. Those with lower cultivation couldn't help but take a step back.
The Leader of the Jingjue Tribe's expression also changed slightly, but after a flash of hesitation in his eyes, he quickly regained his calmness.
"Since the Leader wants to fight, I will, of course, accompany you to the end. However, the other two Spirit Masters of the Yunchuan Alliance have important matters to attend to, so it is not convenient for them to fight. Your Jingjue Tribe can choose the strongest person to fight one on one with me. "Zhang Xiu Niang said in a low voice.
"Hehe, if something happens to your people, you can't blame me. Our Jingjue Tribe always keeps our word. We will not change the three on three we said. If you humans can't call out three people, then Fellow Zhang will reluctantly fight one on three. " The Leader of the Jingjue Tribe rolled his blue eyes. He seemed to have guessed something, and after a grin, he spoke in a very arrogant manner.
As soon as he finished speaking, three black-robed figures shot out from the crowd behind him and went straight for Zhang Xiu Niang on the high platform.
"You …"
Zhang Xiu Niang's pretty face changed. She didn't have time to question the Leader of the Jingjue Tribe. With a shake of her sleeve, there was a sudden whistling sound and a hurricane swept out. The young man and the other Spirit Apostle Stage cultivators had no power to resist and were swept out of the high platform by the hurricane.
In the blink of an eye, a burst of green watery light had already appeared over the body of the black-robed man who was flying at the forefront. He made a grabbing motion with one hand, conjuring a massive azure hand that was several tens of feet in size. The five fingers then spread open as they came crashing down.
There was a loud sound of breaking air!
Before the large hand actually fell, a pressure came crashing down. The entire high platform shook violently and almost collapsed.
Zhang Xiu Niang's expression was serious. The person who attacked should be at the peak of the Liquid Late Stage, and the other two were also at the Liquid Mid Stage.
With her identity as a Sword Cultivator, it was naturally no problem for her to fight one on two, but to fight one on three was a bit of a challenge.
She shouted and waved her hand, and the white of the long sword appeared in her hand. of Of Xiu Niang.
With the sword in her hand, Zhang Xiuniang immediately exuded an extremely sharp aura. Her other hand moved, and the white longsword in her hand emitted rays of extremely sharp white sword Qi. Then, white light shone from her body, and with a wave of her feet, a huge white sword appeared out of thin air in her hand.
The whole set of movements was extremely skilled, like moving clouds and flowing water. Liu Ming, who was below the stage, couldn't help but feel moved. At the same time, another cold, silver-white figure appeared in his mind.
Following Zhang Xiu Niang's delicate shout, she waved her lily-white hand, and the huge white sword became a blur as it slashed towards the center of the large green palm.
There was a soft puff!
But the white sword also trembled slightly. Zhang Xiu Niang's body swayed, and she flew into the air.
She looked at the black-robed person who had sent out the large water hand and shouted, "You are not of the Jingjue Tribe. You are cultivators of the Sea Tribe!"
The black-robed person laughed coldly, but did not reply. His hand flashed with green light, and a green wheel the size of a palm appeared.
Following a spell sign, the wheel shone with green light, and with a blur, seven or eight green anacondas flew out and pounced towards Zhang Xiu Niang.
The other two black-robed people had already taken the opportunity to go behind Zhang Xiu Niang. One of them had already taken out a pair of short silver spears, and the other had taken out a rare dark green hammer.
The other two black-robed people had already taken the opportunity to go behind Zhang Xiu Niang. One of them had already taken out a pair of short silver spears, and the other had taken out a rare dark green hammer.
The two of them moved in two different directions to outflank Zhang Xiu Niang.
The spear-wielder of the Sea Tribe muttered an incantation. With a wave of his hand, two short spears shot out, transforming into two streaks of silver light that slashed towards Zhang Xiu Niang.
The hammer in the other Sea Tribe member's hand rumbled, and green arcs of electricity appeared on its surface.
The hammer-wielding Sea Race member gave a loud shout and fiercely swung the giant hammer. Countless green arcs of lightning shot out from it, condensing into a ball of green lightning that tore through the air and bombarded Zhang Xiuniang.
The attacks of the three Sea Tribe members arrived in front of Zhang Xiu Niang at almost the same time, sandwiching her in the middle. There was no way she could dodge.
Zhang Xiu Niang took a deep breath and waved her hand to form several sword signs. The long white sword flew to the top of her head and quickly began to circle.
Streaks of white Sword Qi gushed down like a waterfall, wrapping around her body. They spun and formed a hazy white Sword Qi screen.
Rumble!
The attacks of the three Sea Tribe members bombarded the white light screen of sword qi. The white light screen shook violently, and several layers of sword qi were pierced through. The white light screen was on the verge of collapse.
Zhang Xiu Niang's body shook, and her face paled. However, she took a deep breath, opened her mouth, and spat out a few mouthfuls of pure Fa Li. Her white and slender fingers bent and stretched, forming a rather mysterious hand seal.
A dazzling light suddenly appeared on the long white sword, and a thick, dazzling white sword qi appeared. It quickly spun around her body and began to cut.
The sound of gold tearing and silk tearing rang out!
Several large green pythons and the ball of green lightning were instantly ground to pieces. The silver light of the pair of short spears was also ground away by the sword qi. The light on the surface was dim, and it was obvious that their spirituality had been slightly damaged.
Seeing Zhang Xiu Niang's aura, the expressions of the three Sea Tribe members changed. The two Sea Tribe members of the later stage of the Liquid Level glanced at the leading Sea Tribe member holding the wheel. A trace of hesitation appeared on their faces, and they did not dare to step forward.
At this moment, Zhang Xiu Niang's face paled, and she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Kill her!"
The leading Sea Tribe member was overjoyed, and with a strange roar, the three of them pounced forward again. They aimed at their respective totems and formed a series of hand seals, while simultaneously chanting.
"You … are despicable! Three against one, what kind of skill is that! "
The low level cultivator of the Yunchuan Alliance, who had been pushed off the high platform by Zhang Xiu Niang, finally managed to stabilize his body. Seeing Zhang Xiu Niang surrounded by three people in mid-air, one of the cultivators of the Hall of Blood angrily shouted at the Jingjue Clan.
The Jingjue Clan leader glanced at the low level cultivator of the Yunchuan Alliance with disdain, and did not have the slightest intention of responding.
"Stop talking!" The youth of the Heavenly Moon Sect stopped the roaring cultivator of the Hall of Blood.
"These Jingjue Clan members have already surrendered to the Sea Tribe, and have no intention of fighting us fairly. We cannot interfere in a battle of this level. Quickly go and call Xue Can Martial Uncle over. "The silver-robed youth said in a low voice.
The expression of the cultivator of the Hall of Blood changed, and a trace of hesitation flashed through his eyes. However, he quickly ran towards the pavilion behind him.
The actions of the silver-robed youth were seen by the leader of the Jingjue Clan, but he did not care in the slightest.
He had an accurate source of information. This time, the Yunchuan Continent had sent a total of three Spirit Masters. One had already been captured by the Sea Tribe, and the other was cultivating in seclusion. Only Zhang Xiu Niang was here alone.
Although she was a peak Liquid Late Stage Sword Cultivator and was somewhat troublesome to deal with, she was still injured.
As for the other Spirit Apostle Yunchuan Alliance disciples, they were simply not worth worrying about.
The loose cultivators around them, who saw the wind and sailed their sails, were not even worth mentioning. Although there were one or two Liquid Level Spirit Masters, they did not dare to openly contend against the powerful Sea Tribe.
As long as they killed Zhang Xiu Niang and destroyed the power of the human race on Twin Turtle Island, he believed that the higher ups of the Sea Tribe, and even that lord, would be very satisfied with the Jingjue Clan.
Perhaps, that lord would be happy and put the entire Twin Turtle Island under his jurisdiction. At that time …
The leader of the Jingjue Clan thought excitedly. He could not help but look at the four figures in mid-air, which were fiercely colliding, and frowned.
In mid-air, Zhang Xiu Niang was besieged by the three Sea Tribe cultivators. Although she was in imminent danger, her face showed determination. It was obvious that she could still hold on.
The leader of the Sea Tribe, who was at the peak Liquid Late Stage, saw that he could not take down Zhang Xiu Niang. His face suddenly showed a trace of anxiety. He threw the green wheel in his hand into the air, muttered something, and pointed with one hand.
A ray of blood shot out from his finger and disappeared into the wheel in a flash.
A bright green light appeared on the wheel. With a flash, it turned into a huge green python that was ten feet long.
This python was different from the one that had just been transformed by Fa Li. It was as if it had a real body. The snake's eyes flashed with green light. Its body coiled, and a layer of green flame appeared on its surface.
The Sea Tribe cultivator gasped. Obviously, using this technique consumed a lot of his Fa Li. He waved his hand and made a hand sign.
The green python's body blurred, and in the next moment, it suddenly pounced in front of Zhang Xiu Niang. It opened its mouth and suddenly spat out a green flame. At the same time, it swung its tail, like a huge steel whip, towards Zhang Xiu Niang.
Zhang Xiu Niang was currently using the Imperial Sword Technique and fighting fiercely with the other two Sea Tribe cultivators. Seeing this scene, her eyes flashed. She gave a delicate shout, and the white flying sword shot back and landed in her hand.
A white sword shadow, several feet long, appeared from her body. In the next moment, it suddenly exploded, turning into countless white Sword Qi that shot in all directions.
And Zhang Xiu Niang's figure strangely disappeared without a trace in the Sword Qi.
The green python's body was hit by more than ten Sword Qi. Deep wounds appeared on the snake's body, but strangely, not a drop of blood flowed out. It let out a painful hiss.
The leader of the Sea Tribe revealed a trace of astonishment on his face.
In the crowd below, Liu Ming raised his eyebrows, and a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.
In the next moment, a white light flashed next to the Sea Tribe cultivator who was controlling the short spears. Zhang Xiu Niang's figure suddenly appeared, and the white light of the flying sword in her hand brightened. It turned into a huge white sword light that was ten feet long, and suddenly chopped down.
"Careful!" the leader of the Sea Tribe shouted, his eyes wide.
The Sea Tribe cultivator with the two short spears suddenly turned around. His expression changed dramatically, and with a loud shout, he crossed the two silver spears in front of his chest.
The short spears shone with a piercing silver light, and in the wind, they grew several times larger in an attempt to block the sword light.
The huge white sword light suddenly fell, and the Sea Tribe cultivator and the short spears were instantly submerged by the white sword light.
With a crisp crack, the silver spear was cut in half from the middle, and a miserable shriek sounded out.
After the white sword light passed, the Sea Tribe cultivator's body was cut in half, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.
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