Chapter 279 Gray Feather
The whistling Shuoyin wind blew against Bai Ni's Liuxian skirt, and there were already slight threads at the hem of the skirt.
The silver-edged embroidery thread had tiny pom-poms growing up. She was about to put away the magic weapon when suddenly the hair beside her ears flickered, Bai Ni's eyes darkened, and she stabbed into the fog with a carbine.
The cold light arrived first, with a spear like a dragon, piercing the monster hiding in the dark.
“Kill!”
In an instant, a dozen monsters appeared, holding weapons and killing Baini and Ning Fusang.
"The cultivation of these monsters is not low, and the identity of the master of the ferry may not be simple." Baini was worried that he would meet a direct branch of the peacock monster.
Ning Fusang smiled faintly: "They died in the desert sea, what are they afraid of?"
Even the bones will not be left behind. Even if the demon world wants to check, there is no way to do it.
“Who are you looking down on?” Baini muttered.
"It's just a few monsters. If you die, you will die. What should I be afraid of?"
She, a mirage girl, has traveled all over the world for thousands of years and has never seen any big winds and waves. Yao Ling's words really make her look down on her.
It’s hard to tell who has more murderers on his hands.
Baini thought that Ning Fusang was a casual cultivator who made his fortune by robbing families and had countless lives on his hands, but she didn't know that the souls killed by Ning Fusang's sword were actually not many at all.
Nanxing Sword Sect is an orthodox sect, there is no need for her to follow the path of evil cultivators.
Even if he killed a few people, it would only be in her way.
As for insignificant people, Ning Fusang doesn’t have the leisure to kill them.
She doesn’t kill people for fun.
That is something only evil cultivators or perverts do.
"Yao Ling, you don't have to worry about these monsters, I'll take care of them."
Ning Fusang said "Hello", then he took control of the sword seriously and stepped back to the side. He held an exquisite ram's horn palace lantern and watched Bai Ni take action.
Baini's marksmanship was superb and agile, like water flowing in the air, radiating cold light, covering all the demons.
Her gun was made of ice and had no tassel. The blood stained the tip of the gun red and was frozen into speckled blood clots.
The blood splashed on the gun body is like a red plum embellishment, charming and beautiful.
The spear in Bai Ni's hand was like a dragon rising out of the sea, piercing straight ahead. The tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistle.
She quickly sheathed her gun, and the monster with a bloody hole in its heart was swallowed by a sea beast as soon as it fell into the sea.
Baini turned around and swept away, repelling a circle of monsters that surrounded him. A monster whose true identity was unknown jumped into the air, and his head was exploded by Bai Ni's phoenix nod.
Several monsters were strangled, and she washed away the blood on the gun. Just as she was about to put the gun away, a bird song came from the sky, and a few gray feathers fell down.
"Shoe-billed stork, gray feathers."
Ning Fusang looked at the hovering gray bird and already knew who the owner of the ferry was.
The son of the Peacock Demon King, Kong Yeqing!
But Bai Ni didn't know Hui Yu. She looked at the shoebill stork and twisted her eyebrows, "This monster's strength is not at the same level as the previous ones."
Ning Fusang thought, of course they are not on the same level.
Hui Yu is Kong Yeqing's confidant. When he appears here, Kong Yeqing is not far away.
When she was in the demon world, she also teamed up with Kong Yeqing to capture a dragon that turned into a giant snake. At that time, Kong Yeqing had some reservations.
His true strength is far more than what he looks like.
But Ning Fusang is not worried that Kong Yeqing will recognize her. When she was in the demon world, she wore the Piao Miao Mandrill mask, and her aura was completely different from now.
Furthermore, cultivation is the most difficult to fake. Yudai Diejun is at the early stage of knowledge, but she is at the middle stage of knowledge. Ning Fusang's mind was spinning, and she thought of Kong Yeqing's purpose of coming to Huanghai. In the demon world, what he said to himself was mixed between truth and falsehood.
He captured the dragon not as a birthday gift for the Peacock Demon King, but because he wanted the dragon to transform into a dragon first and then take away the treasures from it.
The other dragon in the Hualong Pond, if she guessed correctly, was the one in the muddy abyss.
Hui Feather's eyes ejaculated, locking the two of them, and the huge beak, like a sharp sword, stabbed Ning Fusang.
Zheng!
The Dragon Bone Sword was still in the Hualong Pond, and Ning Fusang used the "Qing Suo" sword to connect with each other. The blade made a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere!
Cyan and pink sword lights flew side by side, and Gray Feather dodged, narrowly avoiding the sudden ice spear.
Pointing his toes, he used the barrel of the ice gun to jump up high, spread his wings and shot out countless gray arrows.
Boom boom boom!
Huge waves exploded from the sea.
Baini's spear was pointed, and water splashed out. When it was in the air, it froze into ice and shot towards Hui Yu.
Relying on his control of the wind and his advantage in the sky, he dodged Bai Ni's attack, and a sword strike from behind hit his back with lightning speed.
"Pfft——"
Hui Yu spit out a mouthful of blood and fell straight towards the sea. A sword gang that was close to the water struck again.
His pupils shrank, transformed into a human form, and stepped back.
The man was dressed in gray clothes, embroidered with auspicious clouds, and his face was gray. It could be seen at a glance that he was not a human race.
Hui Yu said with a cold face: "This is the land occupied by our demon clan..."
"Bah!" Bai Ni quickly interrupted him, "The deserted sea is a land without an owner. Auntie, I have lived in the world for eight hundred years, and I have never heard of someone or a demon occupying the deserted sea. You are so shameless. "
Hui Yu's words were not as sharp as hers, and he was choked. He was thinking in his heart, "This woman said that she has been in the world for eight hundred years. She seems to be an old monster. No wonder she is so strong. Tyrant. "
Looking at another girl in the same robe, she wielded two exquisite swords, but there were only a few people in the world who were good at using two swords.
His eyes flickered and he looked at Ning Fusang, "Are you from Fengshuangtai?"
Fengshuangtai.
Zhong Ling is one of the hidden sects in the world.
Like Xuanpu Mountain, it does not care about worldly affairs and has disciples walking around the world, and it is also very low-key.
Baini had no doubt at all about Ning Fusang’s status as a casual cultivator.
Fengshuangtai is from a well-known family, how could he get together with a monster like her. The righteous sect is basically biased against the demon clan.
Only casual cultivators and evil cultivators don’t care much about these.
But Yao Ling has never lost control of his spiritual power and felt violently. Bai Ni has also seen her practice, and every ray of spiritual energy is not hastily compressed and then left alone.
Yao Ling never retained the turbid spiritual power mixed with distracting thoughts.
Although she is a casual cultivator, she knows very well that taking shortcuts is only quick, but it is difficult to reach the top.
Most evil cultivators, in the late stages of their cultivation, cannot control the violent spiritual power in their bodies and self-destruct.
Those who don’t know the inside story think that evil people have their own destiny. In fact, the way of heaven is ruthless and treats all things like rotten dogs. It treats good and bad people alike.
Ning Fusang didn't waste any words with Hui Yu, and struck straight with a sword light.
Hui Yu flipped his wrist and took out his magical weapon, the Black Iron Whip.
His magical weapon is four feet long, with a whip handle similar to a sword, with a total of twelve sections, and is shaped like a pagoda. There are protruding black iron knots between each section. When swung, silver snakes fly, and the cold light merges into one piece, breaking the sword energy.
Afterimages, like ghosts, approached Ning Fusang and Baini.
Ning Fusang swung his long sword and opened the black iron whip, the tip of the sword trembling slightly.