Even though she was being managed by the system, she still had feelings.
How to say it, although her consciousness did not control her body, she could sense every sense in her body, even the cool feeling of the breeze was clear to her.
It’s a wonderful feeling.
It was something she had never experienced before.
The system had just taken over Su Yuening's body and dodged a sword energy swung by Ximen Ting. When it was adjusting its stance, the ghost-faced old man and Ning Su arrived late.
Appearing one after another.
The ghost-faced old man's only target was Su Yuening. He was not surprised to see two Su Yuenings. He guessed that it was due to some kind of martial arts technique that created a visual illusion, and his true self was hidden in it.
Even if two people have the same cultivation level, so what?
She was only in the middle stage of Qi training. In his eyes, she was not even worthy of being an ant.
He can be strangled to death with just a flick of the hand.
With a sinister smile, the ghost-faced old man clenched his five fingers into claws, and pointed his left and right hands at the throats of the two Su Yuenings respectively.
"Disciple, get out of the way!"
Ning Su had no time to stop the ghost-faced old man from taking the triple violent pill. He watched helplessly as the pair of withered hands pinched Su Yuening's throat at an extremely fast speed, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
He prayed in his heart, please get away, please get away...
As long as the disciple dodged, the ghost-faced old man would never be able to touch Su Yuening again.
Only he can be a match for the ghost-faced old man.
Su Yuening, who was under custody, had two golden spots in the depths of her peach blossom eyes.
She leaned back quickly, supporting herself with both hands on the wind bird's back, tightly grasping its thick, long fur. Her reaction was so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
At the same time, her hands gathered light blue light. The circular blue light was pressed under her palms and flowed into the body of the wind bird little by little.
Wherever the light blue light went, the black poison that was spreading wildly dissipated as if it had seen something extremely terrifying.
The phoenix's unstable body became stable again as the poison was cleared out.
"Su Yuening" put away the magic of purifying the soul, and kicked the ghost-faced old man who was stunned after his attack missed. The place where his foot landed was not suitable for a kick.
Even though the Ghost-Faced Old Man's defense was tripled and astonishing, it was directly sunken because the system ignored the attack in the defense. The Ghost-Faced Old Man's face suddenly became gloomy and distorted.
Along with it came heart-wrenching cries of pain:
“Ahhhhhhhhh…”
When a normal person is kicked in a soft part, the first feeling is pain.
But the pain the ghost-faced old man felt increased by several degrees.
"Su Yuening" kicked with all her might, and added spiritual power. She released her mid-stage Qi training skills without reservation, and all of them penetrated into the crotch of the ghost-faced old man.
The body managed by the system, whether it is the body's flexibility, reaction to crisis, or control over spiritual power, is a level that Su Yuening cannot reach.
Su Yuening secretly experienced this wonderful feeling.
No wonder the system said that being in custody was a form of learning for her.
She really learned it.
The ghost-faced old man rolled several times in the air, his face as red as berries.
He covered his crotch, his shoulders shaking like a persimmon, and his wailing became more and more painful, making the listeners unable to help but feel as if they were there, shivering.
All the men present felt a tightness in their crotch.
Ximen Ting glanced at the crotch of the ghost-faced old man secretly, turned his head and looked warily at Su Yuening who was moving her fingers, put away his sword and blocked his crotch.
Even the two followers stopped attacking Mao Hu, looked at the ghost-faced old man in astonishment, and unconsciously protected their vital parts with their hands as they moved to the back of the giant eagle.
Even though they hadn't been kicked, they could all imagine how painful it was.
That's the softest part. If you get kicked hard, wouldn't it be broken?
The reaction of the ghost-faced old man is enough to explain everything.
Taking advantage of the free time before the fight started, Mao Hu bit his sleeve, tore it off, and wrapped the bleeding wound.
He grinned and smiled innocently.
As expected of my junior sister, her methods are amazing.
Ning Su put his worries aside and smacked his lips in a gloating manner.
Alas, his disciples are really excellent. They always find ways to take advantage of the high-level cultivators and gain a chance of survival at lightning speed.
It's absolutely amazing.
The system really wants to beat Ximen Ting up.
If Ximen Ting doesn't take action, then they will take action.
Since everything is under the management, how can Ximen Ting be allowed to be at ease?
It’s not necessary to throw Ximen Ting to Ning Su to teach him a lesson, so let them take some ruthless action.
They are comfortable, and the host is comfortable too.
"Su Yuening" put down her hand and smiled faintly behind her red lips hidden under the veil.
Look at Ximen Ting.
Ximen Ting was horrified.
He felt a sense of fear as if he was being targeted by giant beasts from all directions.
Waves of chills emanated from deep within my heart, as if I were in a perpetually cold cellar. I felt creepy and numb, and every heartbeat caused my entire body to tremble.
The absolutely beautiful and enchanting peach blossom eyes only brought him chill.
But soon, he felt that Su Yuening was pretending to scare him.
It’s just the middle stage of Qi training.
Can it still go to heaven?
The reason why I was able to dodge several of his sword attacks was simply because he was joking and letting me win.
If he gets serious, would Su Yuening, this loser, still stand here and wink at him?
Thinking of this, Ximen Ting felt relieved.
All the spiritual energy of the middle stage of foundation building was infused into the long sword, and the black mist was lingering, making it even more captivating.
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