Do the best of Qingge

Chapter 157

Tianji mountain peak, in the illusion.

Following Lu Yingluo's words, Lu Hanxi's expression, which had always been as cold as a lotus, could no longer remain calm.

A trace of beautiful red clouds climbed onto the jade-like delicate and flawless pretty face, and her mood fluctuated back and forth between shyness and joy.

At this moment, Lu Hanxi was able to fully confirm that the person in front of her was indeed her sister.

However, what she didn't expect was that she thought that Lu Yingluo would tell some information from her childhood to prove it, but she never thought that the other party would use Chu Linge as an entry point.

In any case, being able to hear her sister's recognition of her relationship with her sweetheart is the biggest extra gain of this trip to Tianji Mountain.

The changes in Lu Hanxi's complexion and mood were precisely observed by Lu Yingluo. She didn't need the other party to say anything, she had already confirmed the former's identity.

However, how could Lu Yingluo let go of such a good time to gossip like now.

"I think the information I've said is enough, right?" Lu Yingluo asked with a twinkle in her beautiful eyes, looking at the other party.

Seeing Lu Hanxi nodding, she continued to add bricks and tiles: "Then, it's your turn now."

Lu Hanxi frowned slightly, parted her red lips lightly and said, "I have verified the correctness of your information, isn't it also a form of identity proof?"

"How can you be so sloppy! To verify the information, there are only two choices: yes or no. How do I know if you really verified the information or just took a chance!"

"Then how do you want me to prove it?"

"It's very simple. I'll ask you a question, and you just need to answer truthfully."

After a simple consensus was reached, Lu Yingluo began to ask: "This morning, I saw a faint tooth mark on Chu Linge's chin, did you make it?"

Lu Hanxi: "..."

"Also, you two...that..., um, who's the one below?" Lu Yingluo tossed the heavy message with a serious face, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

Lu Hanxi: "..."

Seeing her younger sister's ears that were about to bleed, Lu Yingluo was so happy that she almost burst out laughing.

Although the other party didn't answer a word, she had already guessed the answer in her heart.

Just when Lu Yingluo was about to speak out again, the voice of the old woman in Tianji Castle suddenly sounded above the void.

"Are you... are you chatting?"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Hanxi and the two of them immediately returned to their positions, and walked side by side to one place, raised their eyes to look at the place where the sound came from, and were ready to strike at any time.

It is a pity that this is not a battlefield in the usual sense, and under normal circumstances, the real body of the formation master will not appear.

If the old woman hadn't been so angry by the actions of the two of them, she wouldn't have made a sound at all.

She has done too many evils in her life, and the only man who has fascinated her has always hated her. In order not to be coerced by others, she finally chose to commit suicide in front of her.

The matter of love can be said to be the biggest scar in the old woman's heart, and it is also the thing she hates to hear the most.

Therefore, it was heard that the two people in the phantom formation actually had a romantic chat here, and the old woman's lungs were about to explode when her face was shaking.

Although her utterance failed to make Lu Hanxi and the two find the target directly, it more or less exposed some flaws in the formation.

There is no perfect formation in the world, and for the phantom formation, it is more confusing than offensive.

As for Lu Hanxi and Lu Yingluo, as long as they could sense the slightest flaw in the formation, even if they couldn't break through the formation, they would definitely not be seriously injured by the formation.

Beyond the phantom array, the top of the mountain.

Except for the old woman and the sisters of the Lu family, the three surrounding battle circles have reached a fever pitch.

Cang Yi and Jin Xiangqian are not weak in strength, and compared with the enemies they are fighting against, they are still on par.

As for Chu Linge, the situation is not so optimistic.

Although she has the strength to leapfrog fighting, but the half-step Nirvana is still too reluctant to fight half-step Nirvana at the first stage of the Faxiang Realm. If it were someone else, I am afraid that she would not even have the courage to fight with her.

The higher the cultivation level, the gap between each small level is daunting enough.

What prevented Lu Yingluo from going against Liu Pingsheng was not because Chu Linge was absolutely sure of defeating the latter, but because of her strange body skills, she could at least consume the opponent to the greatest extent.

At that time, as long as someone on his side can win the opponent as soon as possible, he can come to join hands with her to encircle.

Although Chu Linge's body speed is extremely advantageous, she is still at a disadvantage against Liu Pingsheng, who has very good experience and strength. Almost once she fights, she is crushed and beaten by the opponent.

When it was time for another stick of incense after the battle, Liu Pingsheng directly changed his fighting method.

His side was supposed to be the fastest battle circle to end the battle, but after fighting for a long time, he only caused some minor injuries to the opponent.

If the fight continues at this pace, Liu Pingsheng feels that if he fights for another two hours, he may not be able to completely clean up the opponent.

With a cold snort, Liu Pingsheng stepped on the sole of his foot in the air, turned around, and headed straight for Cang Ni and Si Jian'an.

Chu Linge knew that his move was to throw himself into a trap, but he had no choice but to turn around and chase him.

"The sky is changing!"

Unable to evade with body skills like before, Chu Linge directly destroyed the strength-enhancing skills. Since there is no longer any delay, let's do our best.

As the aura fluctuated steadily, when Chu Linge's palm print fell in front of Liu Pingsheng, the power of the attack had already reached the middle level of the Faxiang Realm.

Raising his arm and punching to smash the palm prints that were attacking him, Liu Pingsheng said in surprise, "This is my technique of Tianji Fortress, how did you cultivate it?"

Chu Ling's singer kept on printing, but he pretended to be complacent and said on his face: "What's so strange about this, since the elders of Tianjibao can tell me Xuanyangzong about your collusion with Yanmo, how about revealing more meritorious deeds?" Fa, it is not a rare thing!"

As soon as these words came out, Liu Pingsheng's complexion immediately became gloomy.

"It's no wonder that the Xuanyang Sect launched such a large-scale attack on my Tianji Castle, and they are sure that there are demons hidden in the Tianji Castle. It turned out that the inner ghost came out. It's really hateful!"

Thinking in this way in his heart, Liu Pingsheng's attack was even more vicious, as if standing in front of him was the traitor who betrayed the information, and he wished to crush him to ashes.

If not out of helplessness, Chu Linge would not be willing to provoke such a powerful enemy.

But in order to turn the tide of the battle, she must catch the opponent's flaws, and then see the tricks.

Enemies who attack violently due to anger are much easier to deal with than those who think calmly.

The technique of Tianjibian has a time limit, so Chu Linge no longer held back any more. The Great Sun Demon Slayer Fan unfolded violently, and while the handprints were changing, he directly sacrificed his ultimate move.

"The blue dragon hides in the sky!"

The ancient dragon chant suddenly oscillated from the void, the green dragon was entrenched, and a pair of deep and cold eyes faced Liu Pingsheng far away, the brilliant might of the green dragon beast directly suppressed the latter's aura.

Following the combination of Chu Ling's singer and Yin, Qinglong rushed out quickly, and ruthlessly bumped into Liu Pingsheng, who was still somewhat unrecovered.

The huge blasting sound echoed throughout the entire mountain area, and the aftermath of energy swept away, covering everything except the altar.

The two Jin Xiangqian, who were fighting fiercely, were affected by their strength and had to suspend their attack. They first destroyed the defense to dissipate their strength, and then they fought together again.

The dense swarm of rats in Cang Li's place, countless of which were turned into blood foam by the strong wind, slightly relieved the pressure on the former.

After the aftermath of the explosion subsided, Chu Linge still didn't dare to relax in the slightest, gasped slightly, and stared at the center of the explosion without blinking.

She would not be arrogant to think that Liu Pingsheng would be directly eliminated by this blow.

After the thick smoke dissipated, the vision became clear again, Chu Linge's pupils shrank suddenly, and even though all his spiritual power was destroyed, he quickly backed away.

At the center of the explosion, there was no half-figure of Liu Pingsheng at all!

"Jie Jie, want to run? How can it be so easy!"

Chu Linge, who was retreating rapidly, immediately changed his handprints after hearing the murmuring whispers from behind, tapped his toes in the air, abruptly changed direction, and flew out obliquely to the side.

At the same time, the Great Sun Slaughtering Demon Fan danced lightly, and whirlwinds mixed with green blades rushed towards the source of the sound like a torrential rain.

However, just as Chu Linge fled to the side, an extremely fierce gust of wind had already struck from above, bringing bursts of sonic booms, and falling towards her sky cap.

Chu Linge only had time to raise his arms to block, and he didn't even see the opponent's figure clearly, and was thrown heavily at the crossed arms by a whip kick.

The body suddenly fell from mid-air, like a meteorite falling to the ground, smashing a corner of the altar below to splatter iron filings.

Chu Linge felt that his internal organs had been blasted out of place, and the pain hit him, and a mouthful of blood spurted out when he opened his mouth.

Hearing the sound of breaking wind coming from above again, he was about to dodge quickly, but the ghost face's voice suddenly resounded in his heart.

"Linge! There is residual baleful energy in the altar, collect it, and use the power of the white tiger of the Four Elephant Spirit Book to deal with the enemy!"

Almost at the same moment when the ghost face's words ended, fist marks like a rainstorm fell from the head.

Chu Linge sacrificed the Great Sun Slaughtering Demon Fan, condensed a thick wind shield on top of his head, and then pressed down heavily on the palm supported on the broken part of the altar, and the strong suction burst out immediately, sucking the scattered air below. Red energy clusters everywhere.

After holding on for a while, the wind shield burst.

Sensing the attack of the punch again, Chu Linge didn't care about continuing to collect it. With a sudden step on the sole of his foot, his figure flew sideways, dodging Liu Pingsheng's attack.

Liu Pingsheng landed slowly, looked at the woman in black robe who was forced to the edge of the mountain, and said with a serious smile: "You are quite able to resist, but everything is over here!"

Chu Linge raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, slowly inhaled a mouthful of cold mountain wind into his stomach, and then crushed the mass of red energy stored in his palm in front of Liu Pingsheng.

The red and lengthy energy was divided into two strands, and as soon as it escaped, it was inhaled by Chu Linge with his mouth open.

Following the entry of the evil energy into the body, Chu Linge's breath became extremely disordered in the next moment, and around the fair neck and cheeks, swirl-like cyclones swirled under the skin.

A head of black hair seemed to have drunk enough blood, all of which turned crimson, and scattered behind his head, automatically without wind!

Such a weird scene, even Liu Pingsheng, who was used to seeing bloody massacres, couldn't help feeling a little jittery.