After a moment, Gu Qingxi stepped on the chest of the cold male cultivator and slapped him in the face with the hilt of the sword, saying in a cold voice: "Weakling, hand over all the spiritual stones on you and I will spare your life."
The cold male cultivator: "..." The other person said this so quickly.
How did things turn out like this?
He was obviously in the late Jindan stage, and it was very easy for him to beat a delicate female cultivator in the early Jindan stage.
But when he just realized that the other party was just stalling for time and wanted to draw his sword, spiritual talismans suddenly rose from the snow around them. The spiritual talismans seemed to have life and surrounded them. These spiritual talismans actually formed a small formation.
Imprisonment formation!
"Master, senior brother, she seems to be not only a sword cultivator, but also a talisman cultivator." The handsome male cultivator whispered uneasily.
Although the cold male cultivator was a little surprised, he didn't take it seriously.
A sword cultivator actually practiced talisman master. What achievements can such a person have? Sword cultivators should move forward without hesitation, with only the sword in their hearts!
"It's just a trifle, don't worry." The cold male cultivator had disdain between his eyebrows, and then he slowly drew out his sword and stabbed the floating talisman in front of him.
However, the imagined scene of the talisman turning into ashes and then breaking the formation did not appear.
When his sword hit the talisman, it exploded.
Countless ice cones shot towards him, and these ice cones were extremely sharp and contained powerful spiritual power. If he was stabbed, he would definitely become a sieve.
He protected his junior brother behind him, circulated his spiritual power, and slashed one sword after another, and finally knocked down all the ice cones.
Looking closely again, I don't know when another talisman appeared in the original position of the exploded talisman, and the formation was still not broken.
"Junior sister Gu, don't you use the sword?" Senior sister Jiang hid behind Gu Qingxi, poked her head out, and asked in a puzzled voice.
Don't sword cultivators like to solve problems with swords?
"If you use swords with him here, it will cause an avalanche. You won't be able to collect Bai Xinghua. There's still some time, let's go collect it. They can't escape this formation." Gu Qingxi explained attentively, and urged Sister Jiang to hurry up.
Sister Jiang hurriedly looked for Bai Xinghua around, and then turned her head from time to time to look at the two male cultivators trapped in the formation.
The essence of the imprisonment formation is that even if it is deafening inside, no sound can be heard outside.
Sister Jiang saw that the cold male cultivator was constantly trying to break the formation, but he never succeeded. Every time a talisman exploded, it threatened the two people in the formation. The cold male cultivator had to protect himself and the junior brother behind him, so he was extremely embarrassed.
His face had been stabbed by the ice cone, and the blood had solidified. The robes on his body were also damaged in many places. The junior brother behind him was also unscathed. What
made Sister Jiang feel magical was that every time a talisman exploded, a similar talisman would soon be replaced in the original position.
Junior Sister Gu was right beside her, so she couldn't tell when Junior Sister Gu made her move. She couldn't figure out when Junior Sister Gu set the trap. Was it set when the two men just appeared?
Junior Sister Gu was so powerful, so foresighted?
The cold male cultivator in the formation was also a little upset. What on earth was going on?
How could a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core use the talisman in this way? He had never seen a talisman master use the talisman in this way? How could he replace a damaged talisman as soon as it was damaged? Why did
she have so many high-quality talismans on her? Was she a core disciple of a large sect? It couldn't be the latter, because he had never seen the sect uniforms they wore. They must be from a small sect that was unknown. Could they be
descendants of a hidden family? Only in this way could it be explained that such precious talismans on her were thrown out by her as if they were free.
After Senior Sister Jiang collected two more white stars, Gu Qingxi returned to the front of the formation, holding her sword and staring at the two people inside.
The stern male cultivator was covered in wounds, but he was still trying to break the formation. The handsome male cultivator behind him had a worried look on his face, trying to persuade his senior brother to take the medicine for healing.
Seeing Gu Qingxi coming, the handsome male cultivator's eyes lit up, and he was about to beg for mercy. But he was pulled back by the stern male cultivator.
Gu Qingxi did not say a word, and directly withdrew the talisman formation. Before the people in the formation could react, Gu Qingxi had already slashed with a sword.
This sword was like a startled wild geese, like a swimming dragon. The sword chanted long in the mountains, and a dragon shadow seemed to appear behind her, whistling and almost distorting the surrounding air.
The stern male cultivator was just happy that the other party had carelessly withdrawn the formation and gave him a chance, but at this moment he felt a chill in his back.
Is this really a sword from the early stage of Jindan cultivation?
Can he catch this sword?
No!
So after a moment, he was stepped on by Gu Qingxi.
What was even more terrifying was that the female cultivator withdrew the small formation. He was horrified to find that this seemingly weak female cultivator had set up a larger confinement formation.
Her sword swing was still within the controllable range and did not cause an avalanche.
Then Gu Qingxi said something that sounded very familiar to him. It was what he had said to Gu Qingxi not long ago.
"Weakling, hand over all the spirit stones. Hurry up!" Gu Qingxi impatiently increased the strength of his feet.
"Crack." A crisp sound rang out, and it was the sound of his ribs breaking.
"Puff..." The cold male cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood.
Gu Qingxi was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He dodged immediately, fearing that the blood would splash on himself.
The cold-blooded male cultivator: "..."
"Fellow Daoist, please let us go. We will give you our storage bags. I still have a lot of elixirs that I made." Although the handsome male cultivator was also a Jindan cultivator, he exuded an aura of being a weakling who couldn't fight. He half-knelt on the ground with an anxious look on his face and reached out to help his senior brother.
Although the cold-blooded senior brother was seriously injured and looked miserable, the junior brother was unharmed.
Senior Sister Jiang didn't dislike this handsome male cultivator who had a very similar aura to her. She suddenly said weakly: "Did your eyebrows get burned off because of a failed elixir?"
"How do you know?" The handsome male cultivator asked stupidly.
"Because I also had my eyebrows burned off because of a failed elixir. I used hair growth cream for a long time before they grew back." Senior Sister Jiang answered in a low voice.
"Excuse me, where can I buy the hair growth cream?" the handsome male cultivator asked anxiously.
The tense atmosphere suddenly changed magically at this moment.
Gu Qingxi: "..."
The cold male cultivator: "..."
Gu Qingxi stepped on the cold male cultivator's chest again and said in a cold voice: "They say theirs, we say ours."
The cold male cultivator: "..." I have never been so speechless in my life.
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