"Little Brother Qing Shu, there are only the two of us left.”Wanwan said timidly, her large, watery eyes looking at Song Qingshu. Her gaze was filled with affection, tenderness, shyness, and shyness, enough to make countless men's hearts melt.
Song Qingshu smiled and remained unmoved. He held his sword with one hand and hid his killing intent!
Seeing this, Wan Wan put away her pitiful expression. She knew that this man was different from the others before. She had never seen such a firm Dao heart before.
With that thought, Wan Wan chuckled and lightly tapped the air with her bare feet. Her snow-white clothes floated up like a fairy maiden from the nine heavens. Xiu, xiu, xiu, two pure white silk strips tore through the air.
They were clearly just two pieces of silk, but they exploded with terrifying speed. However, it was still not enough. Song Qingshu turned around slightly and dodged them, hitting the floor behind him.
Boom!
The ground cracked.
Gravel flew everywhere.
Wan Wan wasn't upset that her attack failed. Instead, she chuckled and shook the silk in her hand, causing it to dance in the air. Accompanied by it was the sound of bells.
In that instant, Song Qingshu felt that something was wrong.
He felt an inexplicable force affecting his five senses.
Wan Wan stepped into the air barefooted, and the bells on her wrists rang. The silk fluttered in the nine heavens, and layers of qi surged over. The sky, the ground, the front, the back, the left, the right, and all directions were filled with the illusion of silk.
Pa, pa, pa…
The ribbon blew up the air.
But the most shocking thing was that the ribbon was wrapped in a strange power, causing the silk to spin rapidly as it rushed toward Song Qingshu.
"Sky Demon Force Field? It's really unscientific."
Song Qingshu sighed lightly. He did not retreat or dodge. He shook the Qingyang Sword in his hand, and green light overflowed. He struck out with the sword amidst lightning and thunder.
Boom!
It was clearly just a piece of silk.
However, when it came into contact with the Qingyang Sword, there was a loud bang and a terrifying power came from it.
Clang, clang, clang.
Song Qingshu brandished the Qingyang Sword in his hand and continuously bombarded the silk. At the same time, he closed in on Wan Wan step by step. Along the way, he crushed countless limestone slabs and left clear footprints on the ground!
"Does little brother Qing Shu like Wanwan? Otherwise, why do you always want to get close to me?”
Wan Wan smiled sweetly as she spoke. However, the silk in her hand became more and more vicious. A spiral force wrapped around the silk and crazily drilled out.
"Yes, Miss Wanwan is devastatingly beautiful and is the Holy Maiden of the evil cult. She's already at the peak of peerless beauty at such a young age and even reached half-step Zongshi. I really like her.”
Song Qingshu smiled when he heard this. He slashed open the silk with his sword and took a step forward. He instantly crossed countless distances, and the sword in his hand glowed with resplendent light as it shot toward Wan Wan's chest.
"Hey, little brother Qing Shu's mouth is really a liar. You said you like Wanwan, but now you want to kill Wanwan.”A trace of seriousness flashed across Wan Wan's eyes. She teased him, but her body suddenly retreated.
Whoosh.
A deep sword scar was left in the air.
Song Qingshu's figure flashed as he stabbed again.
This demoness's strength was stronger than he had imagined.
It could even be said that his cultivation was definitely one of the highest in the entire arena. He was a Half-Zongshi!!!
He was simply a little demon.
No wonder she was known as the number one genius of the Dark Sunflower Sect in hundreds of years. She was so young that she could almost catch up to her master, Zhu Yuyan.
It was only Song Qingshu. If it had been anyone else, they would have been defeated.
The Great Heavenly Demon Art was too evil.
This time, Wan Wan seemed to be attacking with silk, but she was more of a spiritual oppression and even a spiritual attack.
Moreover, the silk cloth contained a strange power called a force field. It was enough to affect the force field of an area. Under the force field, Wan Wan's strength, speed, and angle of attack were greatly improved.
Therefore, even though it was just silk, it was wrapped in a layer of force field and dared to clash head-on with the divine weapon, the Qingyang Sword.
It was not that there were no silk martial arts, but most of them were unconventional and avoided the sharp edge.
Only Wan Wan, who was under the Sky Demon Force Field, dared to use ordinary silk to fight head-on.
That was why it was fortunate that he had bumped into Song Qingshu.
As an immortal cultivator, although he was just a beginner, the true essence in his body was enough to suppress the Heavenly Demon Force Field. His mental power was even stronger than Wan Wan's, who specialized in the Heavenly Demon Great Art.
This was also because Song Qingshu did not know how to use mental power. Otherwise, his strength would have increased by a large margin.
One should not think that mental power was unscientific in the martial arts world. On the contrary, although mental power was a very profound thing, some geniuses in the martial arts world still knew some mental secret techniques.
For example, the Great Grandmaster of the Mongol race, the Imperial Advisor Ba Shiba, had a heaven-shaking mental power that terrified countless people.
He could sense the existence of another person just by looking at their things. Of course, the premise was that the two of them were relatively close.
He could even create an illusion and drag others 'spiritual power into the illusion for thousands of lifetimes…
It was simply ridiculous.
Not to mention that the current world was a comprehensive world. There was even a Fire Qilin at Leshan.
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