Chapter 66

"Whoosh—"

A fiery red flying sword broke through the maze of miasma and stabbed straight at Cheng Yunqi's face.

"Ding!"

This sword came extremely fast, and even Cheng Yunqi didn't have time to dodge, so he could only try his best to lift his sword to deflect it. The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound.

The fiery red flying sword was deflected by a fraction, flying past Cheng Yunqi's ear, cutting a blood wound, and sprinkling a string of blood beads in mid-air.

The flying sword left as soon as it intersected, while "Autumn Water" vibrated endlessly, leaving a scratch on the bright, water-like sword body.

The flying sword flew back and stopped in front of the Shu Daoists. At this time, a woman in white slowly walked out of the maze of miasma with her hands behind her back, walking under Cheng Yunqi's light talisman.

This woman looked like she was only fourteen or fifteen years old, somewhat thin, like a person who was weak and swaying in the wind, especially a pretty face, clearly like the moon, deceiving frost and surpassing snow. However, there was a cinnabar red mole between the woman's brows, which added a bit of murderous aura, making people afraid to look more.

And Cheng Yunqi didn't know what kind of airs this woman was putting on, walking leisurely in front of the enemy, which was not as good as those Shu Daoists.

Taking advantage of the fact that the flying sword hadn't moved, he faced his left palm upward, wrapped his middle finger around his index finger from behind, then touched his thumb, his index finger straight upward, his ring and little fingers curled in his palm. His right hand held "Autumn Water" upside down, his index finger sticking to the sword handle, pointing straight at the woman's feet, and recited,

"Sink!"

The land under the woman's feet immediately turned into a pool of mud and water, and she seemed to be still thinking about saying something. Unprepared, she was trapped in the mud, sinking up to her calves.

The 【Sink】 character spell was a spell Cheng Yunqi had not understood for long, involving the three intents of earth, water, and void, and had the wonder of transforming elemental attributes. Speaking in detail, it belonged to the way of turning stone into gold.

The woman was stunned, watching the mud submerge her white boots and white robes.

"Kill this one first!"

Cheng Yunqi shouted. Taking advantage of the fact that the fire sword was not manipulated by anyone, he also stepped forward, wanting to fight at close range. Now he couldn't delay for a moment. He was fine, but those Miao people were already having difficulty avoiding miasma and couldn't stay long.

After hearing this, the Miao people also changed their targets in unison. Various arts, poisonous insects, and talisman arrows were all thrown at the woman in the mud pit.

Those Shu Daoists were in a mess, hurriedly resisting, and at the same time, in the panic, they divided people to pull the woman out.

And just in this chaos, Cheng Yunqi, who had been concentrating on observing everywhere, discovered that the fire sword was not being driven by anyone at this moment. It actually flew to the top of the fire person's head on its own, the red light on the sword body flashed, and it actually sucked away all the Solar Bing Fire, leaving only a pool of black ash.

Afterward, the sword slowly returned to its original position, as if it had never left.

"Ah!"

A sharp cry.

After the woman was pulled out of the mud, she woke up like a dream, pulled her arm away from the two Shu Daoists who were supporting her, immediately pinched the sword formula, and pointed straight at Cheng Yunqi,

"Fast!"

The fiery red flying sword moved at the order, stabbing straight at Cheng Yunqi.

However, this time the atmosphere was even greater than before. Infinite flames emerged from the sword body, forming a fire phase like a chicken and a phoenix, rushing toward Cheng Yunqi.

A trace of strange color flashed in Cheng Yunqi's eyes. Woman, fire sword, Shu Daoist, he had already guessed that this woman was Li Yingqiong of Emei who had become famous in the last two years, but he had never thought that this fire sword seemed to match his own Dao path.

"Hide!"

Cheng Yunqi held the sword upside down behind his back with his right hand, pinched his middle finger and index finger with his left hand, his index finger slightly curled, his ring and little fingers naturally slightly curled, and then placed his left hand on his right fist.

His whole person suddenly hid his tracks.

The fire sword missed.

Li Yingqiong was also stunned.

However, she was an Emei walker after all. The woman sneered, "You can hide, but they can't!"

The sword formula in the woman's hand moved, and the fire sword changed direction. The raging flames swept away the maze of miasma and rushed toward the Miao stronghold crowd, and the crowd was no match and fled in all directions.

"Puff—"

A light sound, a head fell to the ground.

The first person to die after the woman appeared was not Cheng Yunqi, not the Miao people, but the third Shu Daoist.

A long sword stabbed out from the void, stabbing into the Shu Daoist's left chest heart aperture.

When Li Yingqiong drove the fire sword back, the "Autumn Water" sword had already wiped the blood off the sword body and entered the void again.

"Little Ancestor, save us!"

The remaining four Shu Daoists cried out.

However, after hearing this, the woman sneered coldly, "Good, you kill yours, I kill mine, see who cares!"

After speaking, the woman actually stopped caring about her Shu Daoist fellow disciples and went straight to chase and kill the Miao people with her sword.

"Puff—puff—puff—puff—"

It didn't take much time. After four sounds, it was also like chopping melons and vegetables, and the remaining four Shu Daoists also fell to the ground. Looking at their wounds, they were either pierced through the heart and chest or slashed through the neck veins. Afterward, the light talisman went out, and there were no living people here.

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"Capture!"

The fire sword stalled slightly, and a Miao person dodged at the critical moment of life and death.

"You go first, I will bring the corpses back myself!"

Cheng Yunqi walked out of the void and blocked in front of Li Yingqiong.

The 【Capture】 character spell did not capture the fire sword, but instead, Cheng Yunqi's own mindfulness was burned, but the Yang Fire magic intent on the sword body made him feel very familiar.

That Miao person knew that these people would only be a burden here, and after shouting, he fled the place. But in fact, these Miao people had already inhaled a lot of miasma while fighting and running, and whether they could survive after going out was also an unknown number.

Li Yingqiong saw Cheng Yunqi come out, and the murderous intent in her eyes almost condensed into substance, manipulating the fire sword to attack.

The Miao people hadn't gone far, but Cheng Yunqi didn't dare to cast the invisibility spell again, so he held "Autumn Water" and greeted her.

"Ding! Ding!"

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Cheng Yunqi exerted twelve points of strength, carefully grasping the force of the intersection with the flying sword. Just from that first contact, he knew that even if "Autumn Water" was broken, it wouldn't hurt this fire sword at all, so he could only try his best to block carefully.

In the gaps of parrying, he threw out several talisman papers and talisman arrows, only asking to be able to hurt or interfere with the woman a little.

However, this Li Yingqiong was famous after all. She was stupid just now, but now she was very level-headed when fighting alone.

A snow-white silk handkerchief appeared under her feet. This magic treasure was shaped like a silk handkerchief but as large as a cool mat, supporting her to fly into mid-air. While she drove the flying sword to attack Cheng Yunqi, she manipulated the silk handkerchief to dodge Cheng Yunqi's talisman papers, quite relaxed and freehand.

Under such suppression, after more than ten moves, Cheng Yunqi gradually fell into a disadvantage. And because he was tired of dealing with it, his hands couldn't pinch formulas, and he couldn't cast the invisibility spell he had just learned to escape, and scars gradually appeared on his body.

"Ding!"

Another crisp sound, but it was not the intersection of two swords.

Cheng Yunqi was stabbed straight in the chest by the fire sword, was knocked flying a zhang away in mid-air, and landed, spitting out a mouthful of hot blood.

"Eh, you demon, what other protective treasure do you have that can block my Peach Capital Sword?"

Li Yingqiong heard the sound of gold and jade intersecting, and saw Cheng Yunqi being knocked flying without dying, so she guessed he had a protective treasure. Seeing Cheng Yunqi fall to the ground and find it difficult to get up, she lowered the silk handkerchief and walked over slowly.

And Cheng Yunqi stared fixedly at the fire sword hanging in front of him pointing at him. He hadn't guessed wrong. The earliest ear blood, the blood marks in the fight just now, including the large mouthful of hot blood he just spat out, were all slowly sucked dry by this fire sword!

A strange brilliance rose in his eyes, and he muttered, "So you are called 'Peach Capital'."

Li Yingqiong saw his lips moving, so she asked: "What are you saying?"

Cheng Yunqi ignored her.

The magic robe on Li Yingqiong's body was not an ordinary thing. At this moment, there were no mud stains, but she remembered the situation of falling into the mud pool just now and was still resentful,

"Looking at your clothes, you are also a person who cultivates the Dao. Why do you mix with the side-sect people of the Miao border? Heh, I understand, you are a stubborn Daoist from the east. What the master said is really true. Stubborn Daoists act without restraint, not even caring about their sect!"

Cheng Yunqi smiled and was too lazy to argue.

Li Yingqiong walked closer step by step, came to "Peach Capital" and stood still, and said again,

"What is in your arms? Hand it over, and I might spare your life."

Cheng Yunqi just waited for her to walk closer, opened his mouth and spat, and the Solar Bing Fire accumulated in the Twelve-Story Building poured out completely, like a golden fire dragon.

Li Yingqiong's eyes were immediately filled with gold, and fear climbed onto her pretty face. The young girl immediately urged "Peach Capital" to stab at the young Daoist who was close at hand. And she herself quickly took out a piece of cold jade from the cave stone and held it in her palm.

The golden fire wave blew the young girl away, while "Peach Capital" wandered in the Bing Fire, happily making chirping sounds, one after another, as if it were a rooster crowing before dawn, and never stabbed at the Daoist.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo—"

There really was a rooster crowing sound.

Inside the young Daoist's Twelve-Story Building, Daoist Yuandan sat cross-legged, hands placed in front of his abdomen, head held high and chest out, lips and mouth half-open, eyes wide open in anger, but what was emitted was not a human voice, but a rooster crowing.

"Peach Capital" heard the sound, and the whole sword body vibrated violently, as if it were extremely happy. Afterward, it circled and danced around the young Daoist on the ground, like a fire-colored silk ribbon.

"Peach Capital" made a sword chant, merging with the rooster crowing sound, like a zither and a zither.

In the distance on the ground, Li Yingqiong, protected by the cold jade, looked blankly at this scene, not knowing what had happened.