Chapter 357： (1/2)

With a ding sound, the long whip will be knocked down from the hidden weapon struck by the wind and snow.

Wen Qiao looked intently and found that the hidden weapon turned out to be an ice blade, glowing with azure cold light, showing its sharpness.

The sound of breaking through the air hit her again, and this time there were a lot of ice blades, coming towards her from all directions. Wen Qiao didn't move. She stretched out her hand and grabbed it. Three puppets appeared beside her, and she was standing between them.

The ice blades glowing with cold light clanged on the puppets. Although the ice blades were densely packed, they obviously did not do much harm to these puppets with Yuanhuang realm defense.

The puppet guarded her in the middle and flexibly knocked down the hidden weapon that hit her.

The wind and snow are too great to see where the enemy is hiding.

Wen Qiao still looked calm and unhurried, her expression was cold, and her spiritual consciousness was spreading around her.

The whole world is very delicate.

However, no matter how she searched, she could not find the trace of the enemy, and even the breath of the other party did not exist. It even seemed that the entire Wuliu Town had disappeared in front of her, leaving only this world of violent storms and snow.

Of course, she didn't know anyone who could let her be drawn into another space without any observation, it could only be an illusion.

This illusion is so real that it is difficult to find a breakthrough, and even if one is not careful, it will make people instinctively think that Wuliu Town is just snowing, and they can't detect the abnormality and die silently in this wind and snow.

Wen Qiao lowered her eyes to hide the thoughts in her eyes.

It seemed that the person staring at her secretly wanted to kill her. At that time, because of her frailty and sickness, she was destined to not survive her 20th birthday, so they didn't care, and they were even very happy to watch her suffer the pain, and finally die in pain.

Now she is a cultivator in the Primordial Spirit Realm, breaking the fate of premature death, and is living very well. So the people in the dark couldn't help but finally wanted to kill her in Tanglin.

The corners of her lips were slightly bent, and when Wen Qiao opened her eyes, her body rose into the air, and she punched the wind and snow without hesitation.

The violent fist wind swept across the sky and snow flew, and a muffled hum sounded.

Although this strange voice disappeared quickly, it still made Wen Qiao hear clearly.

She landed calmly and stood up again. Although there was no change in her expression, the person who was hiding in the dark and manipulating the ice and snow illusion inexplicably felt her contempt, as if the realistic ice and snow illusion in front of her was for her. Not worth mentioning at all.

The person who manipulates the ice and snow fantasy realm secretly gritted his teeth, but she is a little girl in the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm. Even if she is taken as a disciple by the Chixiao Sect by exception, how much insight can she have? Maybe this body's cultivation base was only urged up with spirit pills, otherwise how could he cultivate to the original spirit realm in just a few decades.

Thinking of this, the man gritted his teeth fiercely, increasing the difficulty of the ice and snow illusion.

Pieces of flying ice and snow melted into thousands of ice blades, so dense that there are no gaps.

If it weren't for the protection of three puppets, I'm afraid Wen Qiao would have been shaved into blood by that person. She remained calm, and did not rush to solve the dilemma in front of her, but stood there, closing her eyes slightly.

When she stood up again, her hands turned into fists and hit a place.

"puff--"

When Wen Qiao landed again, she found that the wind and snow were much smaller, not to mention those ice blades that originally looked very sharp. Several ice blades hit her without even scratching her skin.

Although every time she punched her, it gave her the illusion that her fist was empty, but she knew it did hit someone.

This is the brilliance of the illusion, not only can blur the five senses of the cultivator, but even the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator can deceive, making people unable to break free.

Pei Qiyu is a master of illusion. His Jinghuashuiyue is so terrible that he can pull it into the world of Jinghuashuiyue when the enemy is unaware, and then destroy himself. Once Wen Qiao was also curious about his illusion, and went into Jinghua Shuiyue to experience it once, and found that although Pei Qiyu's illusion was advanced, she couldn't trap her.

It's not that she can break through the illusion, but because she has awakened the blood of the **** emperor, as long as there is Lingzhi nearby-even the lowest level Lingzhi, she can use Lingzhi to break through the illusion.

There are five willow trees in Wuliu Town, and they are all Lingzhi. They are nearby, and Wen Qiao can catch them as long as they let out perception.

Then, Wen Qiao hit a few more punches in succession.

Every punch seems to be empty, but from the fact that the wind and snow are getting smaller and the strength of the wind blade is weakening, it can be known that the person's injury is not light.

She was rarely in a happy mood and said nonsense seriously: "I have experienced special fantasy training. Do you think your fantasy is useful to me? Take advantage of my grandma's good mood, roll over and plead guilty, otherwise I will just kill you later. ."

Probably too many people have been smoked recently, and if one is not careful, she will become murderous.

The person hiding behind the wind and snow did not speak, increasing the power of the illusion, and his heart was ruthless, and he must be killed here.

Wen Qiao didn't feel much when he saw that the other party was obsessed with it.

She continued to rely on the cover of the three puppets, each time using five willows to lock the trace of the man who manipulated the illusion, and then beat him by surprise.

The illusion is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it can be seen that the person is hurt quite badly.

Until Wen Qiao punched it again, the person who presided over the illusion was finally beaten, and the illusion disappeared because of the owner's injury.

The wind and snow disappeared in an instant, and Wuliu Town was still that Wuliu Town. Noisy sounds came from the distant streets, and the street lights were like daylight.

Wen Qiao saw someone standing against the wall not far away.

It is a male cultivator, Yuanzong realm cultivation base, stature is very thin, looked at her with shocked expression, lost his voice: "You actually broke my ice and snow?"

Wen Qiao’s eyes were exceptionally bright, “You want to kill me, don’t you have to find out my information? I am a physical training, and physical training is best at violent destruction.” She continued to talk nonsense seriously, seeing the other party vomiting blood. I was happy in my heart, and suddenly understood why Shi Wuming liked to owe words so much.

Sure enough, the man repaired his blue veins on his forehead slightly.

It's not that he has never encountered physical training. Physical training is indeed powerful in terms of strength, but he has never heard that physical training can break through illusions with violence. His icy and snowy area is not that low-level illusion, it is not violent that can be destroyed, unless it can be found...

"Could it be that you can detect the Snowy Bead?"

Wen Qiao blinked, and said with surprise on his face: "Is the Snowy Orb a treasure suitable for the cultivator of the Ice Elementary Spiritual Root? Then this thing is mine! I will take your life too!"

She was so angry that the male Xiu vomited blood again.

No, it was injured by her before. Wen Qiao's fist was not even able to bear the Yuan Emperor Realm, let alone Yuan Zong Realm, and had been beaten so many times.

The male cultivator said, "Little girl, don't be so arrogant as a human being. You want to kill me even with a Primal Spirit Realm?"

Even if he was injured, it was not something a Yuanling Realm cultivator could deal with, and his treasure was not only the Snow Region Orb.

Before he could take a shot, suddenly a force struck him behind him, knocking him into the air, and then a delicate hand pinched his neck and pressed him tightly to the ground.

The coercion belonging to the Yuanhuang realm cultivator suppressed all his resistance.

At this time, he heard the girl's cold voice: "With me being a Primal Spirit Realm, of course there is no way to kill you, but I didn't say that there is only me."

A huge force lifted him up, and the male Xiu discovered that it was a seven or eight-year-old boy who had restrained him—no, it was not a seven or eight-year-old boy at all, but an old monster in the Yuanhuang realm.

There was a black and white little monster beast on the boy's head, and he was leaning over to look at him. When he saw that half of his face was swollen into a pig's head, his complexion was slightly awkward, and he didn't need to think about who did it.

Although it is a pig-headed face, a mole can still be found under his jaw.

Wen Tutu said happily, "Sister, that's him! Yuanzong, with a mole under his jaw, and thin..."