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Chapter 157 Victory

Chapter 157 Victory

At this moment, the entire Xiaoyao Hall seemed to have turned into a arena. Jin Ping'er and her opponent Chong Ran stood in the middle, facing each other seven or eight steps apart.

The other members of the Hehuan faction, including Mrs. San Miao, all retreated to the periphery, keeping a safe enough distance from the two of them.

After a few breaths, as the momentum of the two became more and more powerful, the sleeves and skirts of Jin Ping'er and Zhong Ran all automatically floated in the air without any wind.

Then, a sharp sound of air flow sounded around Wu Mei, like a roaring wind, which made people extremely uncomfortable. Her originally beautiful face was also filled with a surly look.

"You little bitch, go to hell." Zhong Ran roared and took the lead to take action. His slightly petite body turned into a white shadow and shot out, his sword energy piercing Jin Ping'er's face.

Urn... Urn... Urn!

Jin Ping'er stood on the spot delicately, facing the oncoming sword energy, she did not show the slightest worry or fear, on the contrary, there was a faint mocking smile on the corner of her mouth, and the purple mans blade in her hand let out bursts of rapid Qingming.

It was too late and then too fast, the sword light came in a flash, and soon reached Jin Ping'er's white and exquisite nose bridge, the distance was very close, maybe only a few millimeters away, many Hehuan sect disciples who were watching the battle were so shocked that they almost shouted sound.

Jin Ping'er finally moved, she leaned back slightly, and raised her arms at the same time, seemingly slowly but quickly, a purple light flashed, and it came to her beautiful eyes in an instant, and then the light became brighter, forming a purple cloud and sword light in the sky collide.

"urn!"

After the sword qi was inserted into the purple mist, it immediately couldn't advance an inch, trembling slightly and gradually shortening bit by bit, as if being swallowed by the purple mist, even until the tip of the spirit-devouring sword was finally revealed, it couldn't get rid of it. A group of purple mist pierced through.

It's so close to Jin Ping'er's face, but it can't be reached no matter how close it is.

"This is impossible!" Zhong Ran, who maintained his flying posture, roared. He tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword again, and used all his strength to pour forward.

At this moment, Jin Ping'er finally couldn't hold it back any longer, with the sound of "stab", Zi Wu twisted and twisted and slapped the Spirit Devouring Sword to the side, then raised her leg and kicked Chong Ran's chest .

"Swipe!" Chong Ran's body immediately flew backwards and rolled twice, trying his best to adjust his body shape and regain his footing.

"Hehe..." Jin Ping'er's charming and charming laughter resounded throughout the entire hall, her beautiful eyes contained endless charm, and she said, "Master, do you think now, can I get rid of you as a traitor today?"

Hearing this, Zhong Ran had an uncertain expression on his face. He stared at Jin Ping'er repeatedly, with confusion, anger and a trace of fear in his eyes, and said: "Jin Ping'er, your cultivation realm is indeed a bit beyond my expectation, but now Don't you think it's too early to say that you can beat me?"

After all, his figure became illusory again, and the cold sword shadow shot up, with a low buzzing sound, piercing like electricity, and stabbed straight at Jin Ping'er.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er also suppressed her smile, twisted her body, swung up, and also turned into a phantom, facing the sword shadow and charged straight up, as if she wanted to seek her own death.

But at the moment when she was about to be stabbed by the sword shadow, Jin Ping'er's graceful body came to a strange pause in the air, and then turned sideways, skillfully avoiding the direction of the sword's edge, and waved a purple light, He slashed towards Chong Ran's shoulder.

Facing the dangerous situation, Chong Ran leaned down and sank sideways. After successfully avoiding Jin Ping'er's attack, he immediately spun half a circle like twisting twists, and the sharp sword tip flew straight up to Jin Ping'er's chest.

Next, the two swayed left and right in a small space, one white and one yellow like two dancing fairies, showing the beauty of the woman's figure as they flashed and moved.

But none of the people around were attracted by this beauty, because the two of them attacked each other's vital points with every move, and there were huge dangers hidden everywhere, and they would be fatally injured if they were not careful.

This is also the fighting style of the members of the Acacia faction all the time. They pay attention to speed, quickness, eccentricity, and are good at taking people's lives invisibly.

At this time, everyone in the Hehuan faction was focused on the battle between the two, not wanting to miss anything.

"Sect Master, can Ping'er really defeat Zhongran?" The second senior sister asked Mrs. Sanmiao worriedly.

"Hehe." Mrs. San Miao smiled lightly, and said, "Second Senior Sister, you can just watch it with peace of mind, this girl Ping'er has made great progress in recent years, and already has [-]% of my strength, let her go again Definitely not an opponent."

The fact is just as Mrs. San Miao said, as time goes by, the light from Jin Ping'er's purple blade gradually overwhelms the shadow of the sword, putting Chong Ran at a disadvantage.

Moreover, the frequency of the Zimang Blade swinging became faster and faster, gradually covering the space around Chong Ran, oppressing his figure to become sluggish, unable to make correct and effective responses.

After a while, the flaws exposed by Chong Ran became more and more obvious. Jin Ping'er's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and her body suddenly accelerated, passing by the shadow of the sword, swinging the purple blade in the air and throwing it in front of Chong Ran's chest .

"Ah!" Accompanied by a miserable cry, Chong Ran's body quickly flew backwards and fell heavily on the ground. A bloodstain on his chest spread rapidly, and the blood spurted out violently, instantly infecting his upper body. A bright red.

"Master, Senior Sister!" Chong Ran's apprentice and several elders who followed her immediately rushed forward to help her up, anxiously inspecting her injuries.

Chong Ran's face was pale at the moment, besides his chest, a large mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth, his breath was extremely disordered and weak, and he gasped lightly.

Seeing this, Mrs. San Miao walked over slowly, stood side by side with Jin Ping'er ten steps away from Chong Ran, and said sarcastically: "Chong Ran, you can't even defeat my apprentice, how dare you attack the Suzerain of the Hehuan Sect?" You are coveting the position, I wonder who lent you the courage?"

"You...puchi!" Chong Ran stretched out his fingers and pointed at Mrs. San Miao, wanting to curse at her, but as soon as he uttered a word, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but spit it out again. blood.

"Hehe..." Mrs. San Miao chuckled carefreely, staring at the three elders behind Chong Ran, and said in a dark voice: "Though you three are just accomplices, I will give you a chance, as long as you personally kill Chong Ran." Ran, I can choose to let the past go."

"Hmph, dreaming." One of the beautiful women replied angrily: "None of us don't know you are a wonderful person, how could you let us go so easily? I'm afraid your words just want us to kill each other, so that we can kill the weeds in one fell swoop, right? "

Hearing this, Mrs. Sanmiao's face immediately darkened and she said, "It's shameless. Since you are bent on seeking death, I will help you."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely tense, and all the elders and disciples of the Hehuan Sect focused their attention on Chong Ran and the dozens of people surrounding her.

Everyone understood that except for the three uninjured beautiful women elders who could not judge the outcome, it is estimated that few of these people would escape today.

"Ha ha……"

However, at this moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly came from outside the hall, saying: "San Miao old witch, are you too happy to be happy too early!"

Everyone heard the sound and looked, only to see a woman holding a little girl in her arms, flying from the outside into the hall.

(End of this chapter)