Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Ren Yingying is the Saint of the Demon Cult.

She is a demon among demons.

Rules of the Jianghu?

Dignity of a warrior?

None of this has anything to do with her.

For revenge, she can do more.

If there is someone who can kill Yue Buqun, it is okay to let her sleep with him.

Now she is threatening Ah Fei with Yan Nanfei's safety.

This is shameful for Jianghu people.

But it is the most normal thing for Ren Yingying.

"I don't know whether to say you are stupid or smart."

Ah Fei sighed.

Slowly draw the sword.

"Stupid?"

"At least your disciple is in my hands."

Ren Yingying pointed at Ah Fei's shoulder and sneered: "The most important thing is that you just had a duel with Yu Fanghe and got injured."

As Ren Yingying spoke, she showed an evil smile.

At the same time, her jade hand was spread into the secret pocket of her sleeve.

"You shouldn't have done that."

"You shouldn't have appeared in front of me."

As soon as Ah Fei finished speaking, he had already killed in front of Ren Yingying.

Consumption?

His internal strength is profound.

Now he has recovered 80%.

Injured?

Ren Yingying seemed to have forgotten what sect Huashan was.

This is just a section of the journey.

A Fei relied on the elixir he brought down the mountain.

The wound has healed initially.

At least it won't affect much combat power.

Clang, ding, ding...

A Fei and Ren Yingying passed by each other.

"The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen?"

A Fei was a little surprised.

There are many fast swords handed down from generation to generation in the Jianghu.

But there are very few that can be as fast as the Xiyi swordsmanship.

The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen of Wudang are barely acceptable.

The Thirteen Swords of Shenmen created by the peerless grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng, practiced to the extreme, thirteen swords in an instant.

Different moves.

No angles.

But all of them attack the Shenmen acupoint on the enemy's wrist.

Yin Liting became famous in the Jianghu for this swordsmanship.

"Wrong."

"Our elders have integrated it with the Wind and Thunder Swordsmanship."

Ren Yingying's face gradually became fierce.

She actually drew out a second sword.

Multitasking.

Swords were everywhere.

Overlapping and intertwining, they were extremely dangerous.

Ren Yingying's two-handed Shenmen thirteen swords were more vicious, more domineering, and faster than Yin Liting's.

A Fei laughed dumbly.

The natural and casual sword light just sprinkled over.

Yes, it sprinkled.

The black light kept breaking Ren Yingying's moves.

She was defeated step by step.

Suddenly.

A Fei's face was stern.

The sword came out with wind and thunder.

"Wind and thunder have no form."

Ren Yingying exclaimed.

She endured the pain from her wrist..

There was hatred in his eyes.

"Poison incense has no effect on me."

A Fei reminded coldly.

Ren Yingying is indeed the Saint of the Demon Cult.

In the midst of fighting.

She also secretly spread poison.

But his mother is Bai Feifei.

How could she be ambushed by such a petty trick.

"Also, your inner strength is indeed very strong, but after all, it is not cultivated by you."

"The circulation of true energy is always half a beat slower."

A Fei blew gently.

Blowing away the remaining cloth on the tip of the sword.

Ren Yingying then found that her arms were exposed.

A piece of lotus root-like white.

It was very touching.

Although Ren Yingying was a witch, she also had a sense of shame.

Her face instantly turned red.

"Don't worry."

"My wife is much prettier than you."

A Fei killed people and destroyed their hearts.

Ren Yingying was so angry that she instantly forgot about shame and frustration, abandoned her two swords, and condensed her true energy on her palms.

But as soon as she made the move.

A Fei's body had disappeared.

Ren Yingying was horrified and quickly slapped out.

The domineering palm power was emptied out, and a wall of air was actually formed.

I'm afraid that the giant elephant would be killed by her palm here.

It was empty.

This extremely powerful palm was completely empty.

It directly smashed the gate and wall of the courtyard.

Point.

Demon Finger.

At the moment of life and death, Ren Yingying's left hand pointed out.

Relying on nearly a hundred years of power, she shattered Ah Fei's sword light.

She followed Ren Woxing's instructions.

She did not swallow other people's internal energy indiscriminately.

In the past few years.

Except for Tie Lao Lao at the beginning and Jiang Beiqing not long ago.

In the middle, she absorbed 95% of the power of an old man from a big sect.

The combined age of the three is close to 170 years old.

Under the extreme transformation.

Not even half.

But combined with her own power accumulation.

And the great medicine seized by the Sun and Moon Demon Sect. (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Ren Yingying finally accumulated her power to the state when Ren Woxing swept Shaolin.

"What a terrifying power."

A Fei was frustrated (ahfa).

The breath was more prosperous.

The swordplay was even more ruthless.

Because this was an ordinary sword without any power.

But its appearance split the space.

It seemed to cut off all the living things in front of it.

Ren Yingying felt blessed at this moment, as if a fairy was protecting her.

All the true energy condensed at her fingertips.

A hundred years of power turned into a point.

It actually hit the strongest point with foresight.

"Huh?"

A Fei was even more surprised.

He thought this wasThe divine sword slash can end the battle. []

I didn't expect Ren Yingying to have such an accomplishment.

If that's the case.

Then he also abandoned all his thoughts and rushed forward with infinite sword power.

In the mystery.

Ren Yingying didn't change her moves, but still pointed.

The air was emptied.

The power was shattered.

Ren Yingying's finger method achieved accomplishment.

It also achieved herself.

Without a pause.

The surging true energy turned into an overwhelming palm shadow, swallowing up Ah Fei and the remaining darkness in the air.

Ah Fei's eyes paused slightly, and then a light like a sword rainbow swept out.

Cut the void.

Tear open the world.

Ren Yingying was slightly startled.

Immediately withdrew from the mysterious state.

The Qi and Qi interacted.

A black sword rainbow immediately appeared in the void.

Ren Yingying saved herself in panic.

Puff!

The powerful and domineering palm force was pierced by the black light.

A bloody hole was pierced on the left side of Ren Yingying's chest.

Under the inertial tearing.

Half of the pink and white skin was clearly visible.

Ren Yingying was ashamed and angry.

More and more flustered.

But she didn't have the qualifications to continue to be chaotic.

Because an unexpected finger flick hit her acupuncture point.

Instantly made her limbs difficult to control.

Just when Ren Yingying wanted to use her true Qi to open the acupuncture point.

A Fei used three fingers in a row.

Temporarily blocked Ren Yingying's true Qi flow.

"You shouldn't attack the younger generation."

A Fei didn't make any further moves.

Even though he could easily do whatever he wanted to the beautiful woman in front of him.

Facing Ren Yingying's panicked eyes, A Fei asked: "Didn't Senior Ren tell you that you shouldn't attack Huashan without absolute certainty?"

Ren Woxing used to be so cautious.

Unless he was 90% sure, he would never attack.

The first injury in Yue Buqun's life was caused by Ren Woxing.

"Hmph!"

Ren Yingying snorted stubbornly.

"I know you won't compromise easily."

"But it doesn't matter..."

A Fei smiled evilly: "My mother likes gifts like you the most."

Ren Yingying is too much to Bai Feifei's taste.

No matter her figure, appearance, martial arts, or identity.

Ren Yingying is impeccable.

Ren Yingying's face changed instantly.

Because she finally remembered that there was a great demon in Huashan two eras ago:

The Ghost Palace Master.

She also remembered that the previous generation of Saint Lady of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect seemed to have fallen into her hands.

At this point.

Ren Yingying's face was no longer bloody.

Pale.

Ugly.

Uneasy. .