The female cultivator held a high-level flying sword in her hand, and she was wearing a moon-white robe with runes on the corners of the robe and cuffs. It was a high-level vestment.
And the other party's cultivation was also at the upper level of the foundation building, she glanced at Qing Ya with disdain, raised her flying sword and slashed at Qing Ya.
Qing Ya hurriedly avoided the other party's flying sword, damn it, this guy is simply ungrateful.
Even if you look down on me and don't want to make a contract with me, tell me clearly, do you need to chop yourself with a sword? Anyway, I saved your life just now.
And I'm still level 0 now, if I accidentally get hurt by the sword qi, I'll burp.
Qing Ya is not someone who even wants to give others a smile even after being slapped in the face, anger rises from her heart to evil, and she intends to destroy the other party.
At this moment, Qing Ya saw another female cultivator stabbed in the chest by a dagger, and her body flew straight towards her.
Although she was rejected by a beautiful female nun just now, but who is Qing Ya? She is a professional NPC. The strongest thing is her perseverance.
So he resolutely gave up on killing the one just now, and instead flew behind this female cultivator, forcing the little bit of sword energy he had left to block the opponent's backward flying momentum.
Hey, this sword repairman is injured, maybe he can just take advantage of it
Qing Ya is the kind of guy who takes advantage of others' dangers, so after she helped the female sword repairer land smoothly, she flew to the other side and dangled around...
"Come, make a contract with me, come, come..."
The female Jianxiu pulled out the dagger from her body, and blood burst from the wound immediately.
There are Gu insects on the dagger, so if it stays in the body all the time, it will always destroy the spiritual power.
She patted a hemostatic talisman on herself, and took another healing elixir.
Only then did he look at the green buds that had been floating around, with a bit of bitterness and helplessness, and said, "Oh, this is probably fate, it's you..."
After finishing speaking, a light spot flew out from her fingertips and shot at Qing Ya.
This is the contract concluded.
Qingya quickly stuffed it into her cotton ball... She froze for a moment.
On the other side, those sword spirits who chatted with Qing Ya before, in fact, they also wanted to fight for a chance, but the battle in the center was too fierce.
Not only is there a battle between sword spirits, but there is also a desperate struggle between sword repairers.
If one is accidentally affected, one's own spiritual body will be scattered and become food for other sword spirits.
But they also disdain to form a relationship with a weak sword repairer, not to mention that this kind of injury may die at any time.
Because once the contracted master dies, the sword spirit's master-servant contract will automatically transfer to the person who has the closest relationship with the master.
So you can see that after some sword cultivators die, even if only the descendants of mortals are left, the sword spirit will always guard them persistently.
Qing Ya doesn't care, let's leave this Lingshan first.
After Qing Ya integrated the ball of light into her body, she felt that she and the other party were connected with each other, and as soon as she moved her mind, she sank into the other party's palm.
The female cultivator's name is Wu Qingyao, who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Period. She is an inner disciple of the Qingcheng Sect and a leader among the new generation of disciples.
In fact, she could have entered the alchemy stage a long time ago, just for this Lingshan Conference.
After preparing for a long time, it is bound to find a high-level spirit sword.
But he didn't expect to be plotted against when he took the sword. The sword spirit originally liked her, but because she was injured, he gave up decisively and chose another one.
She was hit by a strong explosion and flew out, and was rescued by Qingya...
Wu Qingyao's life was in danger now, but she mustered her last breath and rushed out of the barrier around Lingshan.
Then the whole body fell straight down...
Qing Ya was shocked... and quickly injected the energy of her soul-absorbing jade into the opponent's body.
It doesn't mean that she will be wiped out of her spirit body if she leaves Wu Qingyao now, but because she signed a master-servant contract with the original owner, and this kind of contract is completely one-to-one.
But the contract that Wu Qingyao gave to Qingya just now was an alliance relationship, even if the sword repairer died, the sword spirit could find another master again.
In other words, just now the other party was desperately trying to breathe her last, just to bring her out.
For this kind of sword cultivator who is sincerely for himself, how can Qing Ya be willing to die for the other party
Wu Qingyao felt a sudden warm current from the palm of her hand, flowing through her limbs and bones in an instant, and finally had a trace of spiritual power.
He recruited Feijian, because his consciousness and spiritual power were damaged to a certain extent, and he couldn't control Feijian very well.
Staggering in the air, he could only hold the hilt of the sword with his hands, and then slowly lower himself to the ground to avoid being thrown to death.
Wu Qingyao looked at her palm, showed a bitter smile, and murmured: "I didn't expect you to save me twice in the short time we met."
Qingya always felt that there were many stories about Wu Qingyao, and she was about to contact her through voice transmission, when she suddenly sensed a powerful momentum approaching, so she said, "Be careful, someone is coming..."
Wu Qingyao raised her head, and saw a male cultivator in a white cloud pattern robe approaching.
The male cultivator was tall and straight, with handsome features, but with a very cold and alienated feeling.
Wu Qingyao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she struggled to stand up, lowered her head, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Brother, yes, I'm sorry, I..."
The male cultivator is Wu Qingyao's elder brother, Wan Xihong.
He started more than ten years earlier than her, and coupled with the aptitude of Tianlinggen, he is now at the peak of the alchemy stage.
There are even rumors in the sect that he will be the head of the next generation.
Wan Xihong said in a gentle voice, "Have you found your own spirit sword?"
Wu Qingyao buried her head lower, and gave a soft "hmm".
Wan Xihong: "Let me see."
Wu Qingyao released the broken sword in her palm, suspended in mid-air and spun.
Wan Xihong frowned slightly, and a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.
He said: "Everything is fate, don't blame yourself too much. You are injured, this is the Yiyuan Pill for healing, you take it first, go back to the sect to take good care of it, and don't leave hidden illnesses behind."
After speaking, a green pill the size of a longan flew in front of Wu Qingyao.
Wu Qingyao was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She held the elixir in both hands, and when she came back to her senses, she only saw the figure of her leaving gracefully.
She said to Qing Ya: "Eldest brother...he knows that I'm hurt, he gave me such a good panacea, he, he..."
Seeing the nympho look on the other side, Qing Ya knew that she must have fallen in love with that aloof man.
But based on her experience in countless roles, she always felt that something was wrong.
Can't help asking: "Just now you said sorry to the other party, what happened?"
Wu Qingyao thought for a while and said: "Oh, big brother has helped me a lot in my cultivation, and I have high expectations for this Lingshan Conference, but I..." I brought out a lowest-level sword spirit, disappointing the other party up.