Chapter 52 Sister and Sister
“Are you... a human or a demon?”
This was the first thing Ran Qingchen said when he saw Qu Hongling.
Ran Qingchen does not have Li Nanshuang's innate ability to sense demonic aura, so facing Qu Hongling, who has a special demonic physique, he cannot detect any demonic aura from him.
This made her hesitate, unsure of the other party's identity.
Although the woman's sixth sense told her that the other party was most likely related to a monster.
“What a beautiful woman.”
Looking at the beautiful woman whose beauty does not hide her coldness, even Qu Hongling, who is also a great beauty, felt a bit of admiration in her heart .
But what impressed her even more was the other party’s cultivation.
Not long ago I met a very young, very powerful, and also very beautiful girl with a sword. Now I see a beautiful woman who is similar to her age and whose cultivation level is not inferior to hers.
It's like experts are running all over the streets.
No wonder Uncle Shen said that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the capital city of the continent.
In the Monster Clan, apart from her, there is no other monster close to her age and with such cultivation.
The thin needle on Qu Honglinghao's wrist was spinning rapidly, and the flowing fireflies he dragged seemed to condense into a thin bracelet. Feeling the majestic pressure radiating from Ran Qingchen's body, he raised his eyebrows. Said: "What if it's a demon? What if it's not a demon?"
"If it's not a demon, then get out of the way and don't hinder me from handling the case!"
Ran Qingchen raised the long sword in his hand and said with a cold tone, "If it's a monster, then kill it too."
Hearing the word "handle the case", Qu Hongling was slightly surprised, "You Is it the dark light of the six doors?”
The girl was surprised.
There are too many young masters in the six gates of Beijing.
“Demon, or human?”
Ran Qingchen asked again, his patience running out.
Qu Hongling smiled faintly, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
Behead!
Ran Qingchen stopped talking nonsense and said silently, and the three-inch sword suddenly glowed.
The broken statue in the Taoist temple exploded into pieces of gravel under the powerful sword energy leaking out, carving out deep ravines.
The sleeves of Qu Hongling's skirt turned out like flowers, her snowy wrists trembled, and her silver sword shot away.
The art of sword control!
Looking at the small sword that looked like a silver needle attacking, Ran Qingchen looked solemn.
Since ancient times, there have been countless sword practitioners. Among them, "sword control" is the most difficult to practice, and most of them can only fly with a sword.
There are very few people who can truly fight against others and use sword control skills.
Not to mention raising the natal sword.
A sword must not only have a strong spiritual power and soul, but also cultivate a sufficiently tacit understanding with the sword so that the mind and heart of the sword can be connected.
Being able to fight the enemy with swordsmanship is enough to show that the opponent's swordsmanship is advanced.
While thinking in his mind, the long sword in Ran Qingchen's hand suddenly became bright and collided with the small silver sword.
The sword energy spread like a prairie fire, twisting the broken cloth flags on both sides into pieces.
Ran Qingchen moved the sword tip, and the person was like a green snake on a branch, spinning and flying along the direction of the sword, and the figure with a swaying skirt was like an orchid in the empty valley.
The distance between the two became ten steps closer again.
Ran Qingchen's purpose is very simple, which is to fight closely with the opponent and use the close-quarter swordsmanship that he is good at.
Qu Hongling fought back with his sword again.
The silver sword, which suddenly grew several times larger, turned as expected, like an antelope hanging its horns around the half-arc sword circle drawn by Ran Qingchen, and quickly squeezed into the gap of the sword curtain in a very strange trajectory.
In the blink of an eye, the thin sword had reached Ran Qingchen's throat.
Ryan Qingchen showed no signs of panic and slightly tilted his beautiful neckline.
The rapier brushed against the hair on his neck.
The sharp sword energy left a faint trace of blood on the jade flesh with a few faint green veins floating on it.
“Knock on the mountain!”
Ran Qingchen held up a sword flower, knocked open the opponent's rapier, and took the opportunity to take another five steps.
At this moment, there is only five steps between the two.
Qu Hongling frowned and held up a sword technique with his right hand.
The thin sword that was sent flying three meters away suddenly separated into several thinner long swords. They were blown towards Ran Qingchen like a violent wind and rain, and a large dazzling silver sword light fell from his hood. , airtight.
Every thin sword that strikes is like a living creature, and its direction is unpredictable.
Some are as curved as earthworms, some are sharp and straight and indestructible, some are as misty as clouds, and some are hanging high in the sky, like flying dragons and divine birds, with a shocking momentum of black clouds overwhelming the city.
Huddled behind the stone statue, Xi'er, the rabbit demon, turned pale, watching the gods fight.
Originally, she planned to deliberately shout out Qu Hongling's identity and let the other party attack with a sword, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.
I just hope that both sides will suffer so that she can escape. Ran Qingchen was entangled in sword rays one after another, and seemed to be trapped.
But the next moment, the sound was like a shower, sparking countless sparks. The slender silhouette of a woman shot out from the exploding sword light.
Her green skirt was cut with several small slits, and her clear snow-white jade skin was vaguely visible.
There is only one step left between the two of them!
Ran Qingchen stood up with his sword.
As the sword energy gushed out, the sound of the sword was particularly clear.
The room was suddenly filled with cold light.
“Cut!”
Ran Qingchen shouted softly, as if thousands of stars were flickering in his bright eyes covered with ice.
At this time, Qu Hongling wanted to defend with his sword, but it was obviously too late.
However, just as the sword edge touched down, Qu Hongling waved the sleeves of her skirt and pulled it up in the air like an egret. The whole person seemed to be dragged backwards by a hanging wire, more like a puppet zombie.
She originally thought that Qu Hongling would use this to escape from the opponent's attack circle, but the girl's figure suddenly froze and stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Then the girl turned around and put her jade-white little hand on the opponent's sword.
Bang!
The soft and boneless palm burst out with a thousand catties of power in an instant.
Even Ran Qingchen had not expected this change of the opponent. However, after all, the woman had been immersed in swordsmanship for many years and was keenly aware of the surging demonic power transmitted from the sword. She decisively abandoned the sword and pushed the opponent's chest with a palm.
The two women originally planned to scare each other away, but after misalignment, their palms accidentally landed on each other's chests.
I don’t know who struck first, but there was a sound of cracking and cracking, and they both flew backwards. When they landed, they both held a piece of rag in their hands.
One is red and the other is white.
Feeling the pain in his chest, Ran Qingchen looked down.
I saw that the skirt of my clothes was torn open, revealing a large piece of jade white with obvious scratches on it.
There were also blood stains on Qu Hongling's chest.
In contrast, Dye Qingchen had more clothes that were torn.
Qu Hongling gritted his teeth slightly in pain and glared at the opponent, "You are a master of swordsmanship after all. Is it necessary to use such a dirty move?"
"You used it first. What a waste of money!"
Ran Qingchen tried her best to cover the exposed scenery with her clothes, and the pain of the satin rubbing against the scar made her extremely uncomfortable.
After all, that tender place is really painful.
"It was you who made the first move!"
"It was you who moved first!"
"..."
The two of them went from sword to sword. The fight turned into a confrontation with each other.
Both sides glared at each other with murderous intent.
“Let’s go!”
The two women were about to fight again with their swords when an urging sound suddenly came from outside the Taoist temple.
It was Shen Shengyuan’s voice.
Qu Hongling bit her silver teeth and glared at Ran Qingchen with great reluctance, "I have written down this account!"
Qu Hongling put away the flying sword, took advantage of the air and tore off a piece of rabbit demon Xi'er's clothes, wrapped it around herself, and swept towards the door of the Taoist temple.
“Can you leave?”
Ran Qingchen pounced with his sword.
When the two of them met, Qu Hongling quickly circled away, ducked to the door like a loach, and sneered: "Sister, take care of yourself first, don't go out and be naked by others, let your husband be your father-in-law. Give it up."
Hearing this, Ran Qingchen, who originally wanted to chase him out, stopped.
She looked gloomy, and suddenly said with a sneer: "So my sister knows that she is young."
Qu Hongling retorted, "Of course, seeing that my sister looks so old-fashioned, she must be older. Why don't you call me sister?"
Ran Qingchen said with a smile, "I mean, my sister is so young."
Qu Hongling, who had already escaped from the Taoist temple, realized what she was doing and subconsciously looked down. , blushing pretty face.
So what if it’s big, it’s just a burden!
He was injured more seriously than me!
Hearing that the other party had gone away, the smile on Ran Qingchen's face suddenly disappeared and turned livid.
She glanced at the rabbit demon.
A little blood seeped out between the opponent's eyebrows, and he had no breath at all.
The woman looked down at the scar on her chest again, and said angrily in a low voice: "Can't it be smaller? It's such a burden!"
(End of this chapter)