The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

In the magnificent palace, a beautiful girl sits at the head of the palace, with one hand resting on her cheek, with a lazy and arbitrary expression.

The black robes lined her up with a graceful figure, and she showed a bit of sinister evil.

Behind her, stood a beautiful young man who seemed to be her guard. The young man had a stern expression and a cold complexion, but the afterlight fell on her, bringing out a somewhat hidden heat.

This scene is very impactful, presumptuous and bold, weird and evil. Chen Feng was unprepared, seeing this scene unexpectedly, a deep discomfort suddenly surged in his heart, his pupils shrank fiercely, and his handsome eyebrows tightened.

The gaze fell on the girl's face, and she wandered.

This is, Yinyin?

How could it be Yinyin? The girl in his memory is gentle and lovely, clear and beautiful, with clear and gleaming pupils. It is definitely not such a lazy and careless expression, and the whole body is full of evil temperament.

However, her appearance and her voice are the same.

Who is she?

"You are here!" Shaoyin had already seen Chen Feng. She had heard from her men that he was coming. At this moment, she saw him standing at the door and raised her hand to beckon him, "Come in and sit down. You are welcome. "

She spoke as if it was He Lingyin he was familiar with again.

Chen Feng frowned, his thin lips pursed, his face was covered with a layer of doubt, and he walked slowly into the hall.

There was a group of **** men kneeling in the hall, rolling and howling on the ground. However, his voice was blocked, and no sound came out at all.

"This is a traitor to the Mortal Sect." Seeing him look, Shaoyin explained, "He betrayed me, so I'm punishing him."

Chen Feng's brows twitched!

She punishes people so harshly!

It's not that this is bad. Instead of being betrayed by others, the methods will only be more brutal.

He just felt that she shouldn't be like this.

Anyone would do such a thing, but she seemed weird to do it.

He looked up and saw that her eyes were calm, as if she had done this a hundred times a thousand times, and she was accustomed to it.

Chen Feng's heart became more complicated. Is this really Yinyin? How could she become like this?

Seeing each other again, she was too far apart from what he imagined. There is no slight overlap, it is completely stranger!

What did she learn all these years with that senior?

"Fine, spare him today." When the guest came, Shaoyin's interest in interrogation was interrupted, and he ordered the young man behind him, "Take him down."

The boy came out and said, "Yes, Master."

When he came to the man, he bent over and grabbed the man's collar, dragging him out.

When passing by Chen Feng's side, he turned his head and glanced at him.

Chen Feng was inexplicably seen by the boy's slightly hostile eyes.

Chen Feng's brain jumped when thinking of the hidden and burning eyes when the young man saw Yinyin, and thinking of him calling Yinyin as the master. It seems that the world has undergone earth-shaking changes during the years of experience. The people he knows and the things he knows have all become strange and strange.

"Long time no see." Shaoyin held a cup of tea and greeted him with a smile.

Chen Feng tightened his lips and didn't answer for a moment.

The left hand is rubbing the scabbard, his eyes do not see the joy of reunion, at this moment, there is a bit of spying hidden in the sharpness.

They separated for many years. The time together is only fifteen years, but the time not together is decades. Between them, it should be more strange than familiar.

She acted as if they had never separated, and there was no strangeness to each other.

Chen Feng's heart was on alert for an instant.

"It's been a long time." For a long time, he didn't find anything unusual in her expression, and he spoke slowly.

Shaoyin drank half a cup of tea, put the tea cup on the table casually, leaning back in the chair lazily and casually, "What can I do?"

"I..." Chen Feng squeezed his fingers, his face gradually complicated.

He had fulfilled his promise and looked for her again, wanting to confirm his heart with her. Worried that her life will not be much, he even postponed going to Xuantianzong for revenge, and came to her as soon as possible.

However, what he saw at this time made him uncertain.

She has changed a lot.

Her expression, her handling of things, and the temperament that she exudes from all over her body are unfamiliar everywhere, and she can't see the shadow of that year.

She completely became a stranger, except for a similar face, she could no longer see a familiar place.

"What about seniors?" Chen Feng simply changed the subject without knowing how to speak.

Shaoyin said: "Her old man is not there."

There was a pause, "Now the master of the Mortal Sect is me."

Chen Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "No! This is too dangerous, you are not a monk——"

Perceiving the fluctuating spiritual power on her body, her voice stopped abruptly.

His eyes gradually widened, and he straightened up incredulously: "Are you a monk now?!"

Shaoyin smiled, as if proudly, nodded and said, "Yes! Senior likes me, he opened up my veins and helped me practice!"

Chen Feng's expression became complicated.

That senior... got ahead of him again!

He came in anxiously this time, and one more thing was to plant her spiritual roots early and guide her on the path of cultivation.

He was dug out the golden core in that secret realm, but he also gained a lot, and the spiritual object prepared for her was taken into his hand.

But, why is she, why doesn't she wait for him?

It's always like this. The last time she was bullied, it was Senior who saved her. This time he was going to plant spiritual roots for her and guide her to practice. He was also preempted!

It was as if all those things he did secretly were done in vain and worthless!

"Master, what do you use for noon?" The boy walked in again and asked when he walked in front of Shaoyin.

Shaoyin glanced at Chen Feng, and then said: "You just look at the remediation of the table, add two more dishes than usual."

"Yes, Master." The boy answered.

Before leaving, he glanced at Chen Feng coldly.

Chen Feng frowned, looked at Shaoyin and asked, "Your disciple?"

"Yes, my third child." Shaoyin replied with a smile, "I saw that he was good at cooking at the beginning, so I kept it by my side."

As he said, I was a little embarrassed to say: "I can't change the habit of mortals, and I still maintain three meals a day."

"It's okay." Chen Feng shook his head and wanted to say that the young man's eyes were not right, so she should pay attention.

But this kind of thing is unfounded, and it's not easy to talk about it. After all, she and the boy are mentors and apprentices, and in terms of their relationship, they are much closer than him.

This made him feel complicated, adding a touch of melancholy.

He thought that as long as he worked hard, the distance between them would be closer again, as before.

But the fact is that although she became a monk, the monk he dreamed of, the distance between them was even greater.

Even a Mao child who didn't know where he came from was closer to her than him.

Chen Feng didn't mention the marriage partner, and Shaoyin certainly wouldn't mention it.

Quandang didn't have such a thing, and chatted with him.

Talk about the development of Mortal Sect, talk about what she usually does, ask him how well these years have been, and so on.

"Master, the food is ready, when is the banquet?" The beautiful-looking young man walked in again, different from the time before. At this time, his sleeves were rolled up, revealing his delicate forearms.

Chen Feng always felt that this young man was targeting him.

The intuition of being a male.

He was a little unhappy, but didn't show it. He walked around the hall behind Shaoyin and entered a small and delicate courtyard.

There are stone tables and stools in the courtyard, and a table full of food is placed. The colors, fragrances, and flavors are all delicious.

"Sit down quickly and have a taste. My apprentice's craftsmanship is excellent." Shaoyin took the lead to sit down, picked up the chopsticks, and said with a smile.

The boy's name was He Yu. Shaoyin didn't know what his original surname was. After all, he had to take her surname after apprenticeship.

Shaoyin gave him the surname "He".

"Don't be cautious, Xiaoyu, just as usual." Seeing the three disciples didn't move their chopsticks much, Shao Yin exhorted.

He Yu raised his head and answered obediently: "Yes, Master."

Stretched out his arms, went to clip the dish in front of Chen's cover, and looked up at him.

Although he hadn't determined his own mind yet, being repeatedly provoked by a little boy made Chen Feng laugh.

"I grew up with your master. You are a childhood sweetheart. You can call me an uncle." Chen Feng smiled, and took out a box of precious spiritual fruits that are hard to see on the market from his storage bag. The disciple is also half of my disciple. This is the meeting gift given to you by the uncle."

He Yu froze.

His face looked like he swallowed something.

Chen didn't show up on the cover, and he was already happy.

The brat who doesn't have all the hair, dare to provoke him?

"Take it." Seeing He Yu not moving, Shaoyin nodded at him as embarrassed.

He Yu pursed his lips, put down his chopsticks, got up and took it with both hands, his eyes were closed, his posture was incredibly respectful: "Thank you, Uncle."

Chen Feng raised his eyebrows, this kid still has some city mansions!

He didn't care, and after a few words of encouragement, he started to eat frequently.

Although she hadn't eaten like this for many years, the familiar acquaintances sitting at the same table, and when she was talking and laughing, she showed some shadows of the past, which made Chen Feng feel in a daze and unconsciously cherish this moment.

After the meal, Chen Feng planned to leave.

"I came all the way to eat a meal?" Shaoyin laughed, "I should take a break anyway and stay for a few days? Or do you think I'm inadequately entertained?"

She smiled like this, as if she was the same He Lingyin again.

When the eyebrows were no longer arbitrary, even if she was wearing a black brocade gown, she could not see the evil appearance.

But he knew that He Lingyin once did not wear a black robe.

"Of course not." He said, his left hand squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly, and he felt a little bit uncomfortable.

Seeing that he insisted on leaving, Shaoyin stopped being polite and said, "Then you go, be careful of everything." After finishing speaking, he took a token from his storage ring, "You are welcome to contact me if you have something to do."

After all, they came from the same village, so take care of each other.

Chen Feng looked at the token, his throat moved, and slowly stretched out his hand to take it: "Okay."

"Then you go." Shao Yin said cheerfully.

Seeing that she had no reluctance to give up, Chen Feng's heart felt deeper.

He actually didn't want to leave, he was just a little confused.

He always regarded her as a holy place and regarded her as an anchor. When he was lost several times, he thought of her to find his way back.

He was looking forward to becoming a Taoist couple with her. But this time when she met, she had changed so much that his trip seemed like a bizarre dream, not real.

His original intention was shocked and faltered.

The original beliefs became fuzzy and loose, and he began to lose sight of the anchor in his heart, and the holy land was also shrouded in mist.

The trance was only a moment, and was quickly interrupted by a sound of breaking through the air.

"Who?!"

With a loud laughter, a burly figure flew close and stood on top of the main hall of the Mortal Sect. He stamped his feet and suddenly half of the palace collapsed.

"Huh! I actually injured my Wuyamen disciple. I thought it was such a great person. It turned out to be just a mere gold core sister!"

The master of the Mortal Sect was a female nun who liked to wear black clothes and acted publicly, which gradually spread in Yuezhou. Therefore, as soon as the Wuyamen monk arrived, he set his sights on Shaoyin.

"Sister Jin Dan? Hit him!" Huihui was furious after hearing this, "Yinyin hit him!"

Shaoyin narrowed his eyes lightly, looked up at the male Xiu on the roof, and stretched out his hand to the side. He Yu immediately offered the long sword, she held it in her hand, and slowly drew the sword: "I have stepped on the hall of the mortal sect, but I have to pay for it."

The male repairman on the ridge looked mad and laughed: "Pay it! I will pay you a bite for a good coffin if I mention your head later!"

"Presumptuous!" Chen Feng and He Yu scolded at the same time.

Chen Feng immediately drew his sword, going up to teach him, let him know the consequences of acting arrogantly!

"No need." Shaoyin held him, lifted his sword, and landed on the roof. "Say it in advance, and fight it later. All losses caused will be borne by Wuyamen."

The male cultivator is already a Nascent Soul cultivation base, but seeing that this female cultivator is not in the middle stage of the Golden Core, he did not put her in his eyes at all, and said, "Okay!"

"Happy!" Shaoyin smiled, with a sword in his chest, "Come on!"

The male Xiu's weapon is a domineering sword, his spiritual power is also very violent, and his moves are arrogant and rough. Chen Feng stood below, his lips pressed tightly, his eyes filled with anger.

That senior who was angry, actually handed the mortal sect to Yinyin, she was only the cultivation base of the middle Jindan, how could she afford this burden? !

He stared at the scene of the fight intently, waiting for her to be in danger, and then went up to the rescue in time.

Of course he did not wait.

Without fifty moves, the male repairman would lose.

With dozens of blood holes pierced by Shao Yin, the whole person has become a blood gourd, but Shao Yin still moves gracefully, chicly and leisurely, without a mess of hair.

Anyone who sees it knows that they are not on the same level!

The male Xiu was stunned: "You, you have hidden the cultivation base!"

"Yes!" Shaoyin admitted happily, "Walking outside, who doesn't have a handful of hole cards?"

The male Xiu was so frustrated that he was about to explode!

He also has a hole card, but he has no chance to use it!

"Send a letter to your sect and let them redeem him." Shao Yin tied him up, kicked him down, and then fell to the ground and handed the long sword to He Yu.

He Yu respectfully took it, his face full of enthusiasm, and meticulously wiped off the blood stains on the sword with a handkerchief before he was put into the sheath.

The male cultivator refused to spread the letter, and said with a stubborn neck: "You kill me!"

"The price of killing is very high." Shao Yin glanced down at him, "Can you afford it?"

The male Xiu widened his eyes in disbelief, completely unexpected that this would be the answer!

"You, you--"

"Yes, we are poor." Shaoyin sat on the stone bench in his spare time, "Hurry up and send the letter, otherwise I will record your embarrassed appearance with a photogramme and distribute it all over the street."

"At that time, you will lose face of Wuyamen, but you won't be able to keep it!" She smiled, "Do you want to lose face in the Zongmen, or the whole Yuezhou?"

Male repairs angry.

Don't wait to pass a letter to the sect.

Only then did Shaoyin look at Chen Feng, who had not left, and waved his hand: "It's a trivial matter, don't worry, just go ahead."

Chen Feng didn't move.

He pursed his lips and looked at her with complex expressions.

The figure that she had just fought against the male Xiu had overlapped with the figure she had fought against Elder Zhu many years ago!

The same arrogant, the same wanton!

For an instant, stormy waves were set off in my heart.

Countless thoughts came to mind.

She was a mortal, but she was chosen as a saint.

She was planted with spiritual roots and cultivated with emphasis, and she became a golden core monk in a short period of time.

What if... if there is no senior at all, what about her from beginning to end?

Back then, "she" fought against Elder Zhu, he looked at the slender figure, and he couldn't tell the oddity in his heart. Thinking about it now, it's obviously because they are similar in shape!

Although she covered her face, her figure remained the same. He instinctively felt familiar, but he didn't dare to think about her, which made him feel weird!

The gaze falling on her body was too strong, and Shao Yin couldn't help being surprised, and looked at him and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Chen Feng watched her for a long while, and was still unsure whether she was taken away or if she had an adventure.

After all, he himself...has an old grandfather.

When encountering danger, he will meet the enemy on his behalf.

"Nothing." He shook his head. The eyelids drooped slightly, and he said flatly: "I'm leaving."

No longer looking at her, he flew up and went away in a flash.

Shaoyin didn't think about it either. The hero came for his Qingmei, and she has changed so much, he must be shocked. Let him go.

"Have you finished?" She asked the male Xiu of Wuyamen, "I don't want to give enough compensation. My Mortal Sect is not willing."

The male Xiu passed back the situation of the talented person, and also reported Shaoyin's cultivation level. He heard that the communication was cut off, and he resentfully said: "You wait!"

They Wuyamen are not mortal sects, two or three kittens!

Shaoyin snorted softly: "Wait, just wait."

The result of waiting, of course, is Wuyamen's efforts to compensate.

Yuezhou is similar to Qingzhou, and there are not many sects that can be beaten.

Shaoyin adopted the same strategy as in the Qingzhou era, using the extremely yin body as a guide, attracting a large wave of evil cultivators to come, all of them seized and planted a mark, let them open branch offices everywhere, and promote the purpose of mortal sect.

Hatred is interlinked, and these evil cultivators resent Shaoyin's deception and slavery as much as they hate her everywhere. The Jianghu sect does not need Shaoyin to appear on the stage, but the cultivation sect does. Shaoyin killed the "love disciples" with his own hands many times, blackmailing countless resources.

The mortal sect gradually became famous in Yuezhou.

At this time, Chen Feng also went to Xuantianzong to avenge his revenge. Treating those who insulted him, he somehow remembered Shaoyin's methods. With a thought, they destroyed their spiritual roots and nailed them to the tree.

After doing this, he spit out angrily and laughed loudly! Feeling the loosening of his mood, he was happy, and Yujian left before more people came.

After leaving a long distance, and after confirming that the Xuantianzong people could not catch up, he slowed down, feeling a little at a loss, not knowing where to go.

He is now a person without a sect. Chenjiazhuang can't go back again. From now on, where will he go?

Unexpectedly, she thought of Shaoyin.

He flew slowly across the continent while thinking.

She should still be her.

The Mortal Sect is a thankless sect, even if the senior is her mother, she would not establish such a thankless sect for her.

It will only be built by her herself.

Therefore, she should have run into an adventure just like him.

He is the old grandfather, then... is it the old grandma on her?

Thinking of her drastically changed temperament, he couldn't help but think that that old grandma should have been born in evil cultivation. Only evil repairs can have such arbitrary style.

Her temperament will change drastically only when she is imperceptibly influenced by the "grandma".

After confirming, his doubts disappeared, but he felt even more uncomfortable.

She would establish a mortal sect, which was obviously stimulated by those seniors back then. She has been a stubborn temper since she was a child, and when she was so insulted by others, she must have become stubborn and had to do something.

Blame him.

Chen Feng felt guilty.

"Have you gotten your revenge?" Shaoyin asked casually when seeing Chen Feng again.

Chen Feng nodded: "Yes."

He looked a little silent, paused, and said, "Can I join the Mortal Sect?"

"Why?" Shao Yin asked in surprise.

Chen Feng lowered his head, slowly rubbed the hilt of the sword, and said, "I have nowhere to go."

In fact, he felt that he owed her. She was hurt by him and hurt by others. Later, he made up for it, whether it was the Zhuyan Pill or the Zengshou Pill, she didn't expect to need it. There is also Linggen, she didn't use him either.

Chen Feng always felt that she owed her, so he wanted to join the mortal sect to help her.

"Okay." Shao Yin readily responded, "Then I will give you the position of Ke Qing elder."

Those from the same village should take care of each other.

Next, Chen Feng saw the mortal sect's behavioral style with his own eyes. He followed Shaoyin and watched her kill his beloved and corrupt people. He was severely irritated!

He wished he was blind and saw nothing!

But the people around her were accustomed to it, and they looked at her with admiration and enthusiasm. Especially her third disciple He Yu, seeing her eyes burned day by day!

Originally wanted to remind Shaoyin, but He Yu had clean hands and feet, but he was more diligent than others, but instead made him unable to grasp the handle and inconvenient to speak.

And he himself never mentioned "becoming a Taoist couple" anymore. It's not that he didn't want to, but he knew that it was impossible.

She has changed into another appearance, but he is still the same, and they are drifting away. You can only be a Taoist buddy, not a Taoist buddy.

After developing mortal power in Yuezhou, Shaoyin moved to other continents. She went to Yuezhou alone and did not intend to take anyone away.

He Yu wanted to follow her, but she was left behind: "You are the most loyal, and I am most at ease with you."

He Yu's eyes were red, but he didn't mention leaving with her again, nodding his head: "I will guard Yuezhou well, Master, don't worry!"

"Well, don't forget to practice after I leave." Shaoyin exhorted, "If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

He Yu nodded, his eyes reddened, and tried his best to resist the grievance: "Yes, Master."

"Okay, I'm leaving!" Shao Yin patted him on the shoulder, and then left freely.

He Yu stood on the spot, looking up at the direction she was leaving, with his fists clenched tightly. At this moment, Chen Feng came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will take care of your master."

"Bang!" He Yu punched it, but Chen Feng avoided it. The punch hit the wall, and a big hole was suddenly blasted out.

Chen Feng laughed and left.

The mortal sect was like a fire in the Southern Territory, one piece lit up here, one piece there lit up, gradually burning the entire Southern Territory.

"Next I'm going to the Northern Territory." Shaoyin looked at Chen Feng next to him, "Are you going to follow?"

Chen Feng watched her grow, and her cultivation had broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, even if she went to the Northern Territory, there would be no danger.

The main thing is that, like herself, she has an old man in her body, waiting for idlers to help her. And if you can't beat it, just run.

"I'm not going anymore," he said. "Good luck."

Chen Feng felt that he had owed it back to her over the past few years. Next, he has to go his own way.

"Goodbye." Shaoyin did not give up, nodded lightly to him, and ran towards the northern region alone.

Long after she left, Chen Feng left in the same direction.

There is nothing new in the Southern Territory, he wants to look elsewhere. For example, Northland.

There are some differences between the Northern Territory and the Southern Territory, which is mainly reflected in the warlike monks. Other places are no different. There are also mortals and government offices, and quacks or monks are in trouble in the mortal country. The government does not care about it, and the school does not care about it.

Shaoyin planted the banner of Mortal Sect and embarked on a new journey.

With a fresh trick and eat all over the sky, she still plays the banner of "extremely yin body".

The monks in the Northern Territory didn't pay much attention to faith and appearance. They bullied the small and were not ridiculed. On the contrary, people with a low cultivation base dared to disobey those with a high cultivation base and were scolded and scolded.

Shao Yin started to get injured frequently.

Her spirit is strong, but her physical body cannot withstand this power, and she bursts open frequently. Fortunately, I took in a few considerate disciples, who would cook for her, take care of her daily life, give her medicine, and take care of her life in every possible way.

"Tsk tusk." Huihui often confuses, "You and the male lead are really like a family."

Shaoyin said: "If you think about it, let's talk about it."

"I'm not wrong." Huihui said straightforwardly, "Look at you, you see a young and handsome young man, so he takes people as his disciples, gives resources, gives exercises, devotes himself to training, and lets people sell their lives to you. Look at Chen Feng again. After seeing the beautiful and infatuated girls, they are all in the house. This love and that love are also in love, instructing others to act as a shield for the mortal sect."

Shao Yin: "..."

Chen Feng also came to the Northern Territory, but did not tell her. But Huihui often gave her news about what Chen Feng did and what he did.

In short, if Chen Feng hadn't taken over some forces, she would have been injured more frequently.

"Oh." She didn't blush, "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

Huihui laughed.

"hypocritical!"

"Affectionate!"

"You and Chen Feng are both scumbags!"

He Yu was still thinking of her in Yuezhou, so she forgot about her. She had a new disciple and praised her every day for her good cooking skills, talents, fast cultivation, and ability to do things.

Haha, scum girl!

Shaoyin just pretended not to hear, and calmly took out a few storage bags: "Do you want more?"

"...I just said Chen Feng!" Huihui immediately changed his words, "He's so scumbag! It's better to sleep one by one, so that people still have a chance to fall in love with others! He loves them all! They are not allowed to quarrel. , It's a scum!"

"Yin Yin is different! Yin Yin doesn't sleep at all! I don't even touch my little hands! He is a clean and good master!"

Shao Yin snorted and put away the storage bag: "It suddenly occurred to me that the reserves are not enough now, so let's not sell it."

Huihui suddenly became anxious, annoyed that she hadn't closed the door before, and repeatedly praised her, she almost blew out flowers, and finally coaxed out a storage bag.

Shaoyin failed to spread the influence of the Mortal Sect to West Desert and East China Sea.

At the last battle in the Northern Territory, she received an urgent reminder: "It's not good! It's overtime! We have been in this world for one hundred and fifty years, and it's overtime!"

It is a cannon fodder system, and her role is cannon fodder.

Long stay in the mission world is not allowed.

It is the duty of cannon fodder to make quick decisions, and after solving one role, go to the next role.

"What should I do? I haven't gone to the fairyland yet!" Hui Hui was distressed, and a fairy artifact could be exchanged for so many points! But I didn't get any of it!

Shaoyin was not in the mood to comfort it.

When I said those words, I was coaxing it to play.

She had guessed it a long time ago, it is impossible to stay here for too long, but now it has finally arrived.

"Quiet," she said.

How to leave more fire in the shortest time?

She sat cross-legged in the temple, her eyes contemplating.

Three days later, Huihui was ejected by the world.

Shaoyin didn't.

She hasn't finished her business yet, she can't leave.

She stayed forcibly, but her body began to crumble.

After waiting for another two days, the arrangements were finally done.

The Mortal Sect angered a strong Mahayana period.

His daughter lost her temper, ruining a city, killing and wounding countless mortals, Shaoyin ordered the people to abolish his daughter's cultivation.

This Mahayana strong man had only one woman, and when he heard the news, he was furious and came straight at Shaoyin!

"He Lingyin! Get out of this seat!"

With a thunderous shout, the surging spiritual power crashed down, and the palace where Shao Yin was located collapsed in an instant.

Countless dust rose up and filled his vision, and Shao Yin opened his eyes and saw that the entire hall built by the Mortal Sect was destroyed.

This is the anger of the strong in the Mahayana period.

"I hit the small ones, and the old ones are here." Shao Yin stood up slowly and drew his long sword.

She sent all the disciples out in advance, and no one brought her swords.

"Your daughter has no spiritual roots, you deplore. So many people killed by your daughter, who will deplore?" She turned around, and the dust in her vision dispersed, her vision was clear.

She saw the appearance of the incoming person, a thin middle-aged man, with anger and pride on his face.

What's so great about the strong Mahayana? Shaoyin's eyes are clear and arrogant, which means that she has no time, otherwise, in a hundred years, he will be the dog under her feet.

"Is the deity's daughter comparable to those who have a fate?" The man shouted angrily, raising his palm to take a picture.

A light palm from a strong Mahayana period can smash her into pieces.

Shaoyin slammed his cultivation base, ignoring his body's endurance, and forcibly lifted it to a great level.

However, it is still a big level lower than him.

She withstood the blow, but her body collapsed more severely. Wiping off the blood at the corner of his mouth, he smiled contemptuously at him: "In the eyes of the strong during the Tribulation Period, you are also a fate. In the eyes of the people of the fairyland, you are not even counted as a fate, just a drop of dust. You think you are What is it?"

When the Mahayana strong man heard the words, his face became more angry, and his whole body suddenly rose: "Laughter!"

Another palm, snapped!

Shaoyin still resisted this time, but the long sword was shattered into dust, and there was a soft sound of bone cracking from her body.

The Mahayana strong man seemed to be surprised that she could actually hold his palms, and was about to raise her palms to shoot again, when she suddenly heard her shout: "You don't need to do it! I judge myself!"

The strong man in Mahayana raised his eyebrows and withdrew his hand: "You count as acquaintance."

He still felt his hands dirty after killing a horrible life.

He turned his back, looked down proudly, and watched her judge herself.

At this time, many people gathered outside the mansion.

There are monks and mortals.

Some secretly applaud, but more people are worried.

Shaoyin lowered his eyes slightly, and placed one hand on top of his head, but instead of patting it hard, he lifted it up with difficulty.

In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, she gradually gained a pair of shining bones in her hand!

That is a whole skeleton.

Losing the support of the skeleton, she was immediately unable to maintain her human form, but she was still struggling to control her spiritual power, turning that skeleton into a bone sword.

Then, she backhanded the bone sword into her heart, piercing the heart.

"do not want!!"

Countless sad voices sounded in unison.

The Mahayana monk frowned slightly. Can ants make such movements? With a flick of his fingertips, everyone's voices were blocked.

The noise disappeared, and he stretched his brows.

"Master!!" The disciple who had been dispatched by her returned with the two of them. They rushed away from the crowd and rushed into the ruins. They caught her ugly body, trembling with hands, and almost bleeding from her eyes.

Shaoyin didn't respond to them, and exhausted his last strength, throwing out the bone sword that was covered with blood lines.

"Ding." The bone sword stood on the ground.

"Even though I am dead, my faith is immortal." Shaoyin's weak voice reached the ears of everyone present, "Someone will inherit my mantle."

The two disciples were heartbroken and looked up at the Mahayana monk, their eyes were splitting: "The disciples are willing!"

"I am willing too!"

"We are all willing!"

A voice came from outside the crowd, and all the mouths that had been sealed by the Mahayana monks broke their seals.

The Mahayana monks only felt that their faces were swept away, and they were a little unhappy. But he didn't bother to care about many ants, just lowered a spiritual power, and went to the bone sword on the ground.

The bones of the monks in the mere transformation stage, also delusional to be passed on?

When Shaoyin's two disciples saw this, they burst out loud roars: "No! Stop!"

The little disciple even rushed over, protecting the sword with his body.

However, the sword was still broken in two.

The little disciple's anger was stunned on his face, gradually turning into pain and anger, and the ordinary monks and mortals around him who watched all of this also burst into crying.

"Too much bullying!"

"The sky has no eyes!"

The Mahayana monk showed satisfaction in his eyes. What heaven? He is heaven!

However, he froze in amazement when the light passed by.

I saw that the bone sword that was broken into two pieces gradually melted and became two bone swords one size smaller!

"Dare!" He shouted angrily, and another spirit power waved down.

The two small bone swords were smashed into a dozen pieces.

However, they seem to have self-consciousness, gradually melting and turning into smaller bone swords.

The Mahayana monk suddenly lost his face, swept his sleeves angrily, wielded every precision force, and shook more than a dozen shank swords into powder!

Let's see how they are still struggling!

"There is no heaven." The woman's weak voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, "Holding a sword in his hand, I am the sky."

Countless powders were blown away by the wind, and fell into the palms of many people. Each powder was in the shape of a sword.

The person who has obtained the powdered micro sword will feel like invisible power flooding into his heart. Looking at the omnipotent Mahayana monk again, he gradually stood up straight and no longer bowed his knees.

Clenching the palm of the hand, as if holding power: "I'm not afraid of you!"

"I'm not afraid of you!" Soon, someone followed.

"We are not afraid of you!"

With a sound, it became an ocean, and it looked like a vast expanse.

The Mahayana monk became angry and turned his wrists: "Since you are not afraid of death, then come with her!"

"Stop it!!" A long roar came from a distance, and in an instant, a handsome young man with an outstanding posture flew up and waved a sword intent, dispelling the power of the Mahayana monk.

"Who are you?!" The Mahayana monk shouted.

Chen Feng ignored him. Instead, he fell below and snatched Shaoyin's body from the hands of the two disciples.

She is dead.

Just saying that sentence, exhausted the last strength of this body, the body collapsed completely, and there was no more vitality.

She died miserably. All the bones were taken away, the blood on the body was also drained, only a lump remained...

Shapeless and broken.

Chen Feng is late. He didn't protect her, he didn't even see her for the last time.

Holding her broken body, his heart was trembling with pain, his hands were shaking at the moment, his body was trembling, his teeth clenched, and his head slowly turned up, his eyes turned red at some point: "I Chen Feng is not at odds with you! "

"Ding."

"Judging by this world, the results are excellent."