Chapter 257: A Bucket of Water, Half-Baked
Both sides were exhausted.
Xiao Xuantong suppressed the surging energy in his dantian. Chang Huaijin was also exhausted, and Qiuniu was even given a buff that caused bleeding and weakness.
Ruan Wei arrived at this time.
Both she and her sword came through the air, and her voice preceded her arrival.
"Big Brother, Frost!"
Xiao Xuantong didn't need to think too much and subconsciously did what Ruan Wei said.
Frost had used up the last bit of its spiritual power. Looking around, everything within a ten-mile radius was covered with ice, reflecting the blood-red clouds in the sky and covering the entire red barren land.
The four claws of the Qiuniu were frozen, and the frost gradually spread from bottom to top, slowing down the Qiuniu's movements.
at the same time.
"call."
The closer they got, the calmer Ruan Wei became, and she slowly exhaled.
When she looked up again, her eyes were very clear.
Ruan Wei moved his body and jumped up as lightly as a swallow, while his right hand quickly grasped the long sword under his feet.
The thin man went straight towards Qiuniu.
Qiuniu recognized her and suddenly stopped moving.
But before it could show any other expression, Ruan Wei's sword arrived first.
The sword flashed, chilling and overwhelming, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky. Her movements were so fluid, without a trace of hesitation, that one could not help but marvel at them.
The sword shadow is like a rainbow, and there is very little moisture in the desolate place.
But there is a lot of blood and energy.
In this ownerless tomb of monsters, blood is the most inexhaustible thing.
It was the first time that Xiao Xuantong saw such a bloody rain.
Ruan Wei's spiritual power was condensed as she waved her hand, and red raindrops shot out like arrows, with a hint of cold light at the tips.
This was the first time she had attempted to create such a large-scale spiritual energy after breaking through the Golden Core Realm, but since she was young and arrogant, Ruan Wei did not care about the possibility of failure.
Ruan Wei thrust the sword into the wound on Qiuniu's neck.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Fall."
This blood rain was like a hundred thousand arrows shot at the same time.
"Ah--!" Qiuniu let out a shrill scream, accompanied by severe pain. It began to sway left and right, trying to throw the sword off.
Ruan Wei held the sword, his whole body in the air, swaying with the movements of Qiuniu. Every sway made the sword move down a little more.
After all, at this moment, the sword inserted into her flesh and blood was still bearing her weight.
She even found it funny and smiled.
Like swinging on a horizontal bar.
"Senior Brother, what is Senior Sister laughing at?" Chang Huaijin was carried on the back of Chi Jin who came rushing over, and he asked weakly.
“…”
Xiao Xuantong thought to himself, how would I know? She has been prone to seizures for a long time.
"Weiwei, stop messing around." But as the mirror butterflies fluttered, Xiao Xuantong still gave Ruan Wei face. He helplessly shouted, "Quick fight, quick decision."
"Yes, sir."
Ruan Wei did a somersault and landed on the back of Qiuniu, who was struggling in pain.
Then she suddenly drew out her sword, turned the cross section of the sword, and stabbed it again, and the gushing blood sprayed all over her head and face.
This time the stirring was particularly deep.
The Qiuniu fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the ice chips on its four claws shattered instantly, scattered on the ice surface.
The imprisoned ox seemed to have regained its consciousness. It suddenly began to struggle madly and cry in a clear and soft voice.
Just like when they first met.
Ruan Wei's hand, which was stirring the wound, seemed to pause for a moment.
Qiuniu's pleading eyes lit up slightly.
“Puff—chi—”
Ruan Wei thrust the tip of the sword a little deeper with force. She turned her wrist, and the sword that was deeply inserted into Qiuniu's wound also turned.
A self-torture tactic? Sorry, I don't buy it.
No matter what reasons or forces Qiuniu had, or whether he was being manipulated, he had already done something that Ruan Wei could not accept.
See if Ruan Wei can’t kill it with his hammer!
The act of stirring the wound made Chi Jin's teeth ache for a moment, and it was painful just to watch.
The cry of the Prison Oxen almost changed its pitch, and amidst the earth-shaking roar, there was undisguised pain and fear.
Ruan Wei was just thinking about pulling it out and stabbing a few more times.
“Crack—”
Her Penglai-specific wholesale spiritual sword had been shattered into pieces.
Ruan Wei was startled. Her body was falling rapidly and was about to hit the ice heavily.
At the critical moment, a figure appeared like a ghost and hugged her around the waist.
It’s Chi Jin.
Chang Huaijin was thrown down by a back throw, "..."
Next time if you don’t want to recite it, just say so. There’s no need to treat your elderly senior brother so coldly, OK?
Landing in the blink of an eye.
Chi Jin put Ruan Wei on the ground and stepped back. He nodded slightly, not daring to look at her again.
Ruan Wei didn't speak to him either.
It has been like this since just now. For some reason, they all feel a little weird about physical contact now.
Chi Jin would avoid it whenever possible.
"Are you okay?" Xiao Xuantong supported her and asked with concern.
Ruan Wei shook her head and glanced at the remaining hilt in her hand with regret. "I'm fine. This sword has been with me the longest. What a pity."
Chi Jin, "I'll give you mine."
He took off the spiritual sword from his waist, which was better than nothing, and handed it to Ruan Wei, "I don't need it anyway."
Xiao Xuantong dunked with his backhand, "Don't be so confident!"
He still couldn't understand why there would be someone with such poor swordsmanship in the Penglai Immortal Sect, and this person was his junior fellow apprentice.
Sometimes Xiao Xuantong would feel like he was about to collapse when watching his sword moves.
but--
It’s really not Chi Jin’s fault.
Chi Jin had learned swordplay from childhood, and spent his childhood hiding. Furthermore, his life had been somewhat bumpy, with his only period of peace and contentment being in Penglai, which coincided with the most turbulent period for the Penglai Immortal Sect.
Chi Jin was taught swordsmanship by Ruan Wei.
A half-baked bucket of water.
A good student may not necessarily become a good teacher; being able to learn does not mean being able to teach, and being able to teach does not mean being able to learn.
For example, Ruan Wei is really fast at learning sword skills. She can master the new sword moves in less than a day. However, talented players are also very aggressive when teaching others.
Chi Jin remembered that at that time, if he forgot a move, Ruan Wei would open her big, harmless eyes, which would be filled with mockery, saying "just practice more if you're not good at it."
Sometimes Ruan Wei would catch him and beat him up.
In her previous life, Chi Jin's affection for the sword was gradually eroded by Ruan Wei.
It is hard work for teachers and it is also difficult for students.
Chi Jin later realized that he had no talent for this, so he simply gave up the sword path and instead focused on practicing magic and cultivating the way of life.
Don’t ask, the only thing you know is that I can’t learn it.
It’s not because I’m afraid of being beaten!
Ruan Wei cried out unconsciously. She looked at the arrogant Qiuniu in front of her, whose eyes were glowing red. It was originally dying, but now it had a body of tendons and muscles. Its momentum was still rising step by step.
Here it comes.
It will appear at the end of every battle——
Ruan Wei took the time to dub, "The boss has entered berserk mode."
Qiuniu stomped the ground hard, causing the pile of monster corpses to shake three times.
Ruan Weiren's feet were lifted off the ground for a moment by the vibration.
No need to think about it.
I can't beat him, I absolutely can't beat him! Run away! Just wait for the right opportunity ~
She hadn't even taken a few steps.
Xiao Xuantong grabbed her and ran away, "I'll be thankful if you can keep silent for a few days!"
"Junior brother, aren't you right?" Xiao Xuantong cleverly sought recognition.
Chi Jin, “…I don’t know.”
He would never do anything that would offend his senior sister!
Chang Huaijin lay on Chi Jin's back and poked his head out with a smile, "I think so too! Senior Sister's words are sometimes so hard to understand——"
“…”
The three of them looked at each other and said in unison:
"Don't give me that!"
"You are the one who has no right to tell others to shut up here!"
Chang Huaijin, “…”
Sometimes it's really tiring to be a competent supporter, really.
The four of them didn't say anything else and just ran away.
The four people from Penglai Immortal Sect were running like flying under the moon, half for fun and half seriously as they began to run around the edge of the entire secret realm. Behind them was a prisoner bull that was squeaking the whole time.
The shadow fell on the barren land, which was also barren.
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