PFC Chapter 249 Isn’t it a sword cultivator?
Chapter 249 Isn’t it a sword cultivator?
Chapter 249 Isn't He a Sword Cultivator?
At this time, He Shen, who had been following He Fenglan, noticed that the young lady's face was becoming increasingly gloomy and ugly, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Young lady, please calm down, let me deal with this evil creature." After that, he quickly drew the sword from his waist, and in a flash, he rushed towards the white tiger.
After all, He Shen was a man of some strength, and he engaged in a fierce battle with Baihu.
The man and the tiger fought back and forth, neither of them giving in, and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.
Just as the two sides were fighting fiercely, Xie Qijun, who had been watching the battle from the back, could no longer suppress his inner impulse.
This was the perfect opportunity for him to take advantage of the situation and kill He Fenglan. Thinking of this, he jumped up without hesitation and joined the battle, targeting He Fenglan.
At the same time, Xu Jiaxi saw that Xie Qijun had already taken action, and he did not dare to neglect it. He hurriedly followed him and rushed towards the He family. The scene became more and more chaotic.
Soon, He Fenglan and Xie Qijun were fighting fiercely, with swords flashing and sparks flying.
Originally, she was confident that she could easily deal with this ignorant brat, but she didn't expect that the other party was actually quite capable.
The long whip in He Fenglan's hand danced like a spirit snake, drawing sharp arcs in the air, and attacked Xie Qijun with the sound of breaking wind.
However, despite her swift and sharp attacks, she was unable to hit Xie Qijun's nimble and dodging figure. As time went on, He Fenglan gradually became anxious.
[Master, Master, it’s me, it’s me, your most adorable little soul, I’ve finally woken up.]
Then, another voice excitedly chimed in, "Master, did you find the Second Boss? Did you? I can smell him! Wow, wow, wow, I never thought my little dragon would have the protection of all the bosses again."
"Stop making so much noise! Don't you know where we are? This is Tianzong, the enemy's main base. If we accidentally leak our presence, we'll all be doomed."
"Aren't we in the master's sea of consciousness now? Why are you afraid? Xiao Jin, you're just too timid."
The noise of the three beasts came one after another, as if never stopping, and continuously reached Lin Xian'er's ears.
The cacophony gave her a splitting headache, and she was so irritated that she just wanted to yell at them to shut up immediately. Unable to bear it any longer, Lin Xian'er exploded, shouting at the top of her lungs, "Be quiet!"
But not long after, the three beasts started to make noise again, as if they had completely ignored Lin Xian'er's previous warning.
In desperation, Lin Xian'er acted decisively and cut off all contact with them, and her ears finally had some peace and quiet.
Why did these three beasts, usually silent and quiet, become so active upon arriving at Tianzong? Could there be some special factor stimulating them here?
Thinking of this, Lin Xian'er couldn't help but frown and sighed that the situation was not good.
According to the modern novel routines she was familiar with, this abnormal phenomenon often indicated great danger - a bad omen, or even a very bad omen. It seemed that she was really doomed this time.
As the protagonist facing a desperate situation, Lin Xian'er gritted her teeth and thought to herself: "Since death is inevitable, I might as well go all out. No one will have an easy life. I'm going to kill everyone."
Lin Xian'er watched the fierce battle in front of her coldly, and then countless sharp arrows emerged from behind her, flashing with cold light, which was frightening.
In the next moment, these arrows shot out like arrows from a bow, rushing towards the He family at lightning speed.
Suddenly, screams of pain rang out, and members of the He family fell to the ground one after another. The He family, who had been so aggressive, fell into chaos in an instant.
Due to a moment of carelessness, He Fenglan failed to successfully dodge the arrow that shot at him as fast as lightning.
With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow hit her arm straight, leaving a deep wound in an instant, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
He Fenglan suddenly felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but let out a scream.
At this moment, her face was full of anger, and her beautiful eyes were staring fiercely at Lin Xian'er not far away, as if they were about to spit fire.
She had never expected that the seemingly weak Lin Xian'er was actually a skilled swordsman.
The anger in her heart made He Fenglan lose her mind. She ignored her injuries, gritted her teeth, and was ready to rush towards Lin Xian'er regardless of everything, vowing to kill her to relieve the hatred in her heart. But Xie Qijun appeared in front of her again, blocking her way forward.
He Fenglan cursed inwardly, "This is such a despicable man." She gritted her teeth, swung her right hand, and pulled out a precious magical tool bestowed by her family—a pitch-black bell tripod.
This bell and tripod exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and you can tell at first glance that it is not an ordinary item.
He Fenglan muttered something to herself, her hands forming seals as she exerted all her might to activate the black bell. As she cast the spell, the bell began to tremble slightly and emanated dark rays of light.
Seeing this, Xie Qijun on the side immediately flashed and rushed forward like a gust of wind while He Fenglan had not yet fully activated his magic weapon. The long sword in his hand flashed with cold light and went straight for He Fenglan's throat, trying to kill him in one fell swoop.
At this critical moment, Lin Xian'er, under the system's urgent warning and strict protection, reacted quickly. With a flick of her delicate body, she flew over like a flash of white lightning, reached out and grabbed Xie Qijun's collar, pulling hard back.
Xie Qijun was caught off guard and was pulled back involuntarily by Lin Xian'er.
At the same time, Lin Xian'er stretched out both palms, unleashing two supernatural powers: thunder and ice.
For a moment, lightning flashed, cold air was pressing, and two powerful energy torrents bombarded the black bell in He Fenglan's hand.
The system warned her not to let He Fenglan successfully activate this magical weapon, or the consequences would be disastrous. So she attacked without mercy, trying her best to stop him.
At this moment, the bell began to tremble violently, accompanied by a low, continuous buzzing sound. A dazzling light flashed around it, and lightning and ice intertwined to form a powerful energy field that tightly enveloped the bell.
He Fenglan widened his eyes and looked at Lin Xian'er who was standing not far away with shock.
She was filled with doubts. What kind of power did this woman possess? Why couldn't she sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy? And wasn't she a sword cultivator? How could she perform such a strange and powerful move?