Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 319: The Sakura Spirit Demon of Qing Leng Destiny Master (23)

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"Ahem—" Su Qingxie cleared his throat upon seeing this, looked at them with a playful smile in his eyes and said, "Do you need to resolve the internal conflicts first? I'll wait for you."

"Do you think I don't know the purpose of your coming here?" Mo Baici stood with his hands behind his hands, with a hint of indifference between his eyebrows.

"As expected of a destiny master who only meets once in a thousand years, he can naturally calculate everything." Su Qingxie smiled softly and said, "But so what?"

The next second, she cast her gaze on Luo Qingchen, and tiny rays of light flashed through her dark and deep eyes.

"How about what?" Li Jinfeng stood up with his sword in hand and said, "Do you think you can escape by yourself?"

"Why should I run away?" Su Qingxie raised an eyebrow and said, "Don't you know that as long as your spells reach the barrier range of Sea Soul Death Lake, they will be suppressed by half?"

Li Jinfeng's eyes tightened, he knew it, but he didn't want to be at a disadvantage when facing Su Qingxie.

Just because of what he said just now: Little Sakura Demon, I said we would meet again!

For some reason, he felt very uncomfortable deep inside.

The next second, the sword in his hand was already attacking in the direction of Su Qingxie.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Su Qingxie's mouth and he said, "You don't overestimate your capabilities."

After that, he transformed into a guqin that was like a blazing fire, and the whole body of the guqin was glowing with a blood-red light.

"Ding-dang--" He gently plucked the strings, and there was a strange sound that penetrated the eardrums.

Mo Baici's eyebrows moved slightly, and he reached Luo Qingchen's side as quickly as possible. His slender right hand was glowing with light blue light, and he gently touched the center of her eyebrows.

In an instant, Luo Qingchen felt that she was being protected by a powerful spiritual force, and the strange sound became quieter and quieter.

At the same time, Li Jinfeng only felt that the sound of the piano penetrated through the layers of skin and reached the blood. He used all his spiritual power to suppress it, but he still felt its interference.

"咻咻—" In the midst of the lightning and flint, his long sword had reached directly in front of Su Qingxie.

I saw him humming softly, and continued to play the piano with one hand while fighting with him with the other.

After dozens of rounds, there were beads of sweat on Li Jinfeng's forehead, but he did not stop and kept attacking.

until-

"Bang—" Su Qingxie hit him on the chest with a palm, and he was ejected half a meter away.

He had a sweet taste in his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Mo Baici frowned lightly and used the very little time that Li Jinfeng and Su Qingxie had to fight to build a barrier.

He slowly walked to Li Jinfeng's side and helped him up.

"As expected, he is the number one destiny master." Su Qingxie couldn't help but sigh, and the fire in his eyes became even brighter. He raised the corner of his mouth and said, "But even so, you may not be my opponent in this Sea Soul Death Land."

"Then let's give it a try." The next second, he picked up the flashy sword. The whole body of the sword energy is blue, blocking the attacks from the bloody guqin layer by layer.

The masters competed, and the fallen leaves intertwined in the wind. He moved rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he had drawn out ninety-nine sword flowers.

Suddenly, the entire Sea Soul Dead Swamp was shaken.

The sound of Su Qingxie's guqin gradually became fainter, but he persisted and refused to give in.

That day in the hot spring tavern, when he took the little cherry blossom demon away, he almost couldn't restrain his impulse and started fighting with him.

To this day, in this sea of soul death. How could he retreat again when facing Mo Baici who only had half of his spells

"Spirit Sword Feiyu—" Mo Baici's thin lips were slightly pursed, with a solemn look in his eyes. (To be continued)