Then the second knife fell down, and the attack slashed the girl's waist and cut her into two pieces.

But when the knife went down, it was like it was slashing on the illusory reflection in the water, with no blood splashing out, and no sound of the blade slashing.

Wang Anrong saw the swordsman slashing directly through her body and slashing to the bottom of the ground.

The girl raised her leg and kicked the swordsman in the chest. The swordsman couldn't stand the impact and took several steps back. Then it barely slowed down its retreat and set up its move again.

At this moment, Wang Anrong, not far behind the swordsman, couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"As I thought, this sword spirit is connected to your life, and the injuries it suffers will truly reflect on the host."

The girl said Yiran: "In this way, facing this sword spirit with a single attack, I only need to use the technique of piercing the heart palm to break your heart and lungs to win the battle."

Wang Anrong had nothing to say. She had long guessed that one day, one of the great masters of martial arts would be able to see through the essence of her sword spirit.

But she didn't expect that the first one to see through her sword spirit's weakness would be a girl who looks so young... Could it be that she is already old?

Wang Anrong sighed and asked back, "Your skill in hiding the sword seems to show that you are not an ordinary person, right?"

The girl seemed to have no intention of hiding her, and explained casually: "Of course I am not a human, but what I can tell you is that I am different from those half-baked men of the Demon Cult. I am from a real demon clan... If you talk about age, I may scare you to death."

"Hahaha, this is interesting. The legendary Demon Sect is not a human?"

Wang Anrong smiled as if he heard a huge joke, "It is said that the devil's way is divided into one sect and one sect. Your demon sect is evolved from the Dragon Guardian of the previous dynasty. If you say you are not a human, wouldn't that mean that the emperor's personal guards who guarded the Great Zhou royal family were all monsters?"

"What's so strange about this? After all, wasn't the biggest monster in the world back then the Dragon Emperor?"

The girl asked Wang Anrong with a slim finger, "Although the current emperor family has a strange bloodline, it is only a mortal after all... Of course, it cannot win the recognition of our Dragon Guardian."

When Wang Anrong heard this, he vaguely understood the true identity of the Demon Sect.

This information caused a tremendous wave in her heart, almost equivalent to the fact that the previous emperor was inhuman.

When she thought that the emperor's true body was a monster before, she couldn't help feeling a chill.

This is tantamount to thousands of human races offering these demon races to control the human world.

But Wang Anrong also noticed something strange. After a while, the other party clearly knew her weakness, but he didn't see her leaving. Instead, he patiently explained the origin of the Demon Sect to himself.

These situations seem to indicate that she has no intention of taking her life.

But the situation downstairs cannot tolerate myself being dragged too much here. If Mr. Yu had a backup plan, wouldn’t the two nobles and civil and military officials on the first floor be injured countless times?

While planning, she raised her eyes and saw a string of ankles shining on the girl's soft white ankles.

The anklets were unique in shape and had never seen the pattern before. As her mind moved, she felt that this was related to the identity of this girl.

If you can't hit the girl, you should be able to hit the ornament, right?

As soon as she thought, she suddenly saw a person flashing out of the stairs. The man seemed to have a golden light in his hand and rushed straight to the girl with a round of golden light.

The goddess of the Demon Sect sensed the coming wind, turned her head slightly, and turned her hand and scattered the seal with one blow, causing the person who attacked to retreat.

Take advantage of this time!

The swordsman beside Wang Anrong stepped on the ground with his feet, and a black shadow flashed. The third and fourth swords came one after another. Even Wang Anrong, who was far away from the periphery, could sense the momentum of the sword falling.

The white light of the blade made the girl recite the curse silently, and the blade body once again cut through the air.

However, this time the target of the knife was not her at all, but staring at the anklet on her feet.

The sharp blade cut through the ring edge of the ankle chain, and the clanging sound was accompanied by sparks. The swordsman's hard attack only cut the ankle chain into a gap.

"not good!"

The girl's shock and anger arose, and a golden light surged from her body, and the unstoppable aura swept over the swordsman beside her, and she actually lifted it away and fell to the distance.

Immediately afterwards, an unrivaled strong wind began to scatter, flying around one after another.

The vegetation, flowers, carvings, etc. that just now were all swept into the sky by her golden light.

Wang Anrong, who did all this, was shocked and looked at the girl in disbelief. She murmured: "What kind of terrifying power is this!"

In this situation, the girl shook her lotus step lightly, folded her hands together, and suppressed the momentum around her with all her strength, causing the wind in the center of the storm to slowly drop.

"Help me close the anklets! Otherwise, this Buddha's power will break through the golden top of the pavilion and water the power of the water curtain array. By then, all of you mortals will not escape this difficulty!"

Wang Anrong realized at this moment that the girl's anklet should be a magic circle that binds her demon body. And looking at the bright golden light beside the girl, this power actually had something to do with the relics on her body. The power above seemed to come from extremely orthodox Buddhism.

The girl's words were not exaggerated. If this force was not suppressed, it would inevitably break through the roof, causing the power of the water curtain formation outside to flow back into Lishui Pavilion.

But as soon as Wang Anrong was about to set off, she found that she was blown away by the strong wind, and she could not move to the center of the storm at all.

The girl could no longer suppress the power on her body. The golden light had already broken down one or two beams on the roof and rose up again.

"Wang Shaoqing! Give me the relics and I'll go!"

At this moment of life and death, a sound rang out, and Liu Ruohuan, wearing a jade robe, flashed out from the entrance of the stairs.

When Wang Anrong saw this familiar face appearing in front of him, he threw out the relics in his arms without hesitation.

There was no time for her to think about why this child had learned martial arts, nor did there be time for her to think about why Liu Ruohuan appeared here... But when she saw the face that looked vaguely similar to his father, she no longer thought about it so much, but just subconsciously wanted to believe this person.

Liu Ruohuan took the relics and broke through the golden spiral wind.

At this moment, his whole body was fully opened, and the power of the God-Spiritual Art tilted out instantly, forming an elliptical film around him.

Although this film seems weak and shatters at the touch, the power contained in it is already the power of the immortal arts. In terms of the particularity of this immortal power, I am afraid that few books of martial arts in the world can compare with it.
Chapter completed!