"What kind of flying sword are you?"

This female voice is cold and pleasant.

It just fell into Su Ting's ears, like a thunderclap.

He was shocked all over and felt a chill rising from behind, spreading along his spine and to the back of his head.

His body was a little stiff, but with a thought moving, the divine sword turned into a black light and flew around him, like a black dragon protecting his body.

He took a deep breath and slowly looked back.

I saw the red figure, right in front of the door, with a delicate appearance and a cold expression.

Although this phantom of red clothes has no yang energy, it does not appear gloomy and terrifying. It is just illusory and hazy, and it looks very cold.

But Su Ting was extremely surprised. He clearly sensed that the phantom of red clothes was penetrated by his divine sword, which was even more powerful than a thundering technique, and it disappeared on the spot.

How can it be reproduced?

Su Ting's face was shocked and suspicious.

The red-clothed phantom had no intention of taking action, but said slowly: "After the thunder method, there is a hidden flying sword. It is rare for you to have this consciousness in the battle. I was careless."

After pausing, she said again: "You have not yet condensed your Taoist practice, and the flying sword has not yet been completed. Logically speaking, even if the flying sword is magical, my Taoist practice can be done. Even if you are standing and let your flying sword kill, you will not be able to hurt me."

Su Ting's face was gloomy and sunny.

He never expected that this evil ghost was terrifyingly high in his career and was no longer an ordinary ghost. He was neither afraid of thunder talisman nor thunder magic. What was even more terrifying was that he seemed to be able to avoid the Taoist flying sword that had not yet been achieved.

Fortunately, Su Ting also had a support at this time.

This evil ghost was at least injured by his divine sword.

After all, this is a treasure passed down from the Su family for 800 years. It is rumored that it was given by immortals in the past.

He took a deep breath, took a step back, protected the divine sword in front of him, looking at the female ghost without answering.

After coming to this world, he has been so happy since his practice, and has been full of energy, but this is the first time he is so solemn and so uneasy.

"Is this a knife?"

The phantom of red clothes looked at the black light and said in surprise: "You use a knife as a flying sword to practice?"

As she said that, before Su Ting could answer, she said to herself: "The method of practicing the flying sword is Taoist orthodoxy, and what you have learned is the true qi of the Lei Division. It is obviously a complete Taoist inheritance. But if the flying sword is not refined, it turns to refine the sword. Is this sword magical? "

Su Ting said in a low voice: "What the hell are you? Why did you attack me?"

The phantom of red clothes frowned slightly, without replying, but just pondered: "There is an unspeakable rhyme on this knife. The one who cut my soul just now was this knife. What kind of knife are you? Where did it come from? What material is it?"

Su Ting looked ugly and said in a deep voice: "What a arrogant female ghost, he is shameless! Grandpa Su is asking you!"

The phantom of red clothes was not angry, but just raised his head and said lightly: "I didn't want to attack you. I just realized that you were a practitioner. I just checked your identity closer. As for that woman, I'm saving her..."

Su Ting sneered: "I'm talking nonsense! Did you try to remedy it, or did you save someone?"

Speaking of this, Su Ting was furious and said, "It's fine to pick me up. You are a female ghost, both men and women are not apart. What should I do if I pick a girl?"

The red-clothed phantom's face changed and gradually became cold, and he said, "Boy, if you dare to spend my time, what kind of person do I have to replenish? Besides, it's fine to walk on the earth with your little knowledge. If you really have to be with me, it's not worth mentioning... Even your thunder magic will not hurt me. What can really make me afraid of is the magic sword in your hand."

Su Ting held the hand, pointed the magic sword forward, and said, "If you are afraid, you are afraid, that's enough."

When the phantom of red clothes heard this, he suddenly fell silent and said, "You are right."

Su Ting sneered and didn't speak.

If it weren't for fear, if it weren't for fear, just based on the previous style of this female ghost, I'm afraid that she would have killed him and talked to him?

The same is true for Su Ting. If he hadn't been surprised and afraid of the female ghost's ability to "rebirth" and would have taken action to destroy her long ago.

Without equal skills, there is no equal conversation!

Although this female ghost was so arrogant, Su Ting only thought she was bluffing.

The phantom of red clothes looked at Su Ting, no longer so contemptuous, but said, "I am not picking you up, but just identifying your identity. As for your sister, I just saw her cold tripod attack and kindly helped her."

Su Ting was shocked and said, "Do you know the body of the Han Ding?"

The phantom of red clothes said calmly: "There are not many things in the world that I don't know. I have seen this cold body... She burst out with cold air, but fortunately you took her with treasures and canceled each other out of the cold air and the effect of the medicine."

"When I saw this, I wasted the effect of medicine and the cold air, so I helped her to absorb the cold air, which will benefit me, and on the other hand, will also benefit your sister."

"Without the cold air, the effect of the medicine is exerted. If you don't believe it, she will have very obvious benefits tomorrow morning."

She said slowly, her tone was plain and her voice was pleasant, without any slight yin energy, and did not make people feel uneasy, but was as if she was bathing in a stream, very comfortable.

Such a voice made her say convincingly and she could not have any thoughts of doubt.

But Su is not a person who is fascinated by beauty after all.

So he looked at the phantom in red and said, "You said yes? Why should I believe you?"

The phantom of red clothes said, "Just because you are too low in your power, you can't beat me."

Su Ting said hesitate and said, "After a fight, Su was unscathed. You were hurt by me, and you still dare to speak wildly? In my eyes, your words are just alternative words to beg for mercy."

The phantom of red clothes was not angry, but said, "Your skills are indeed rare, which makes me afraid. Although Taoist practice is only the second level of heaven, its fighting skills are very powerful and no less than the third level of heaven. I think, if you let you step into the third level of heaven, I may not be able to defeat you. But my Taoist practice is far from comparable to people in the third level of heaven. You are not my opponent. Even if you have this divine sword, you can destroy me, but if I am not careless, you will not be able to hurt me."

Su Ting sneered: "How do you know that you have not been destroyed?"

The phantom of red clothes said, "Twelve years ago, I killed a monk at the peak of Condensation. He injured me before he died, but he was not as serious as your knife. Although you are only a second level of heaven, you are also proud of the monks in the third level of heaven in the world, but you can't be proud in front of me."

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The peak of the Condensation Method?

The peak of the third heaven?

Almost extraordinary, cross the limits of the world, condense the Yin spirit and become the best?

Even if you face the enemy head-on, the master of martial arts may not be an opponent.

Such a character was killed by this woman in red twelve years ago?

Su Ting's eyes were slightly condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Are you scaring me?"

The phantom of red clothes said: "The souls of practitioners in the third level of heaven have not yet condensed, and in our eyes, they are extremely weak. If I sneak into your sea of ​​consciousness, I can easily destroy your soul."

When Su Ting heard this, he was excited and said, "Come and try it?"

There was a gourd in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was the image inherited by Lu Ya. It could be used as a flying knife to kill the immortals and invade everything.

The practitioners at the peak of Condensation may be destroyed by her soul.

But Su Ting did not have such danger.

"Aren't you afraid that I will destroy your soul?"

The woman in red pondered, "What do you rely on?"

Su Ting sneered: "Come and try it?"

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to be full of expectations, so he just took off all his clothes and lay on his back on the bed, waiting for him to come.

The woman in red was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have to go into your sea of ​​consciousness if I kill someone. You also found out that when I first appeared, I investigated your origin. You didn't notice me, just because I blocked my own breath. We had a fight just now, and there was still a lot of noise, but no one came outside, and it was just me blocked here. Such a skill requires a mastery of the Tao, can you do it?"

Su Ting frowned slightly. He naturally had many similar methods, but the Taoist practice had not yet condensed the methods, and there were not many mysterious magic tricks that could be used now.

Su Ting pondered in his heart, knowing that what this female ghost said was true, that his Taoism was indeed terrifyingly high and his terrifyingly capable.

"What the hell are you? You're so awesome?"

"I'm not a ghost."

The phantom of red clothes frowned and said, "The creatures in the world, their bodies disappear, and their souls remain, which are ghosts, but they are almost detained by the underworld, and only a very small number of them remain in the world for various reasons and become ghosts. But I am not a ghost, I am the master, and my soul condenses into a yin god, but my body disappears, and only the yin gods remain, falling on the scroll."

Master?

Yin God?

This is actually a person who has transcended the world and reached the third level of heaven?

Su Ting's eyes were slightly condensed. After a closer look, this should not be the ability that ghosts should have.

"I see."

Su Ting breathed out and said, "After all, he is a ghost, he is not an ordinary ghost, he is a 'superman ghost'."

The red-clothed phantom's face turned extremely cold and said, "Do you say it again?"

There was chill in this sound.

In an instant, it seemed that the breath in the room was frozen.

Su Ting touched his face, as if nothing had happened, and said, "It's nothing... Then again, after the conversation is opened, we will be acquainted with each other. Although I cut you off, you also scared me and evened it."

"You destroyed a strand of Yin God and caused me to lose most of my cultivation. I scared you, but it was even? Your calculations are really good." The woman in red sneered.
Chapter completed!