After a force of gravity just now, the magnolia's hairpin used to tie her hair fell to the ground. Her light pink dress was stained with mud and she was in a mess.

A curl appeared on the corner of the Taoist nun's mouth, and she raised her head, "This will make you more pleasing to the eye."

Aunt Qiao San narrowed her eyes and swept her through her strange eyes, saying in a hush, "Although you are not a fellow disciple, you seem to believe in the Three Pure Ones. You are undoubtedly a woman with a profound Taoist ritual. Why bother with the younger generation?"

"The younger generation must look like the younger generation. If you kneel on the ground now, I might be able to give you some fun."

The Taoist nun took the whisk and flicked the white hair on it with her slender fingers. Her eyes were also hidden from the pole.

"Stinking old man, don't even think about it!"

The little sister of the Bai family enjoyed the favor of the four sisters since she was a child, and obviously could not bear such humiliation. In a hurry, she pulled the sword in the umbrella with her right hand.

Bai Gulan noticed that her little sister was angry and furious. She took two steps back, reached out to hold Bai Magnolia's shoulder, and whispered: "Don't be impatient, first see if Aunt Qiao San can force out the demon body on the other party. If you know the true body, we will think of a solution."

Although the evil magic of the White Lotus Sect is against the will of heaven, it can incorporate the torso of the monster into its own bones or body, so as to possess some supernatural powers that humans cannot reach.

But the harm is particularly obvious. Previously, Meiren Xie’s changes were just one of them. This evil method generally inherits the nature that the monsters fear.

Therefore, when fighting against the demons of the White Lotus Sect, learning about the other party’s real demon body will make victory more traceable.

Under Bai Gulan's eyes, Bai Yulan discovered that Aunt Qiao had quietly carried one hand behind her and held the book that showed her power by the lake last time.

Before she could answer the second sister's words, she had already noticed that Aunt Qiao San's figure suddenly appeared. In just three or five steps, she narrowed the distance between her and Taoist nun and punched her out.

But this punch was not aimed at the Taoist nun herself, but it hit the whisk in her hand.

The eyes on the whisk pole opened again, but Aunt Qiao San was prepared for her. She closed her eyes and was not shaken at all.

The Taoist aunt was surprised in her eyes. Aunt Qiao San's ability to adapt was so fast that she felt in her heart that although this girl was in middle age, she was experienced and quite difficult.

But it was more than that that surprised her. Behind Aunt Qiao San's Confucian robe, pages of book pages scattered in the air. As the golden seal on Aunt Qiao San's forehead appeared again, the pages also burst out with the same light.

The rumbling explosions continued to come, and the pages of the book were like accurate-positioned serial bombs, exploding on the bridge head one after another, gravel bursting out, smoke and dust spreading all over the sky, covering everyone's sight.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, the light flashed in the dust fog, and two figures could be seen flashing continuously, fists and feet intersecting, and the sound of crisp collisions was endless.

Just when everyone thought that Aunt Qiao San used her magic tricks frequently and had already achieved results, a scene that shocked everyone happened.

In an instant, a dark shadow of Taoist nun kicked out, but the blurry black shadow turned into a slender bamboo pole leg. Then a muffled sound came, and smoke and dust flew out of Aunt Qiao San's body and fell in front of everyone.

"San Aunt!"

The third aunt who appeared again was already soaked in blood. A dark black claw mark was pierced on her Confucian robe's chest, which was directly printed on her left chest.

The blood flowed out constantly and flowed to everyone's feet.

Qiao Jingrou hurriedly stepped forward to protect Aunt Qiao San's body and asked anxiously: "Auntie San, go back and take a rest first."

Aunt Qiao San coughed up a mouthful of black blood and shook her head weakly, "I was careless... This man's demon body is..."

Before the third aunt could say the name, she tilted her head, her eyes disappeared, her whole body was weak and she had lost her vitality.

An unbelievable expression appeared on Liu Ruohuan's face. Aunt Qiao San's death was too abrupt. He saw this middle-aged woman fighting against the giant tortoise and the adult human face grass on the waves.

The strength is obvious to all, but unexpectedly, Aunt Qiao San was defeated and lost her life after just a few rounds.

At this time, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the Taoist nun and the two Taoist boys behind him appeared again, a sense of incomparable oppression lingered in everyone's hearts.

Aunt Qiao San is among the four major families. The Qiao family sent the greatest reliance. Her skills are recognized by the four major families as the strongest person on this trip.

Such a strong man can't stand a cup of tea in the other party's hands. So how strong is this Taoist nun?

And what does the last move that suddenly appears in the smoke and dust have to do with her real demon body?

Qiao Jingrou signaled the Qiao family to take the body of the third aunt, bent down, and bowed to the four sisters of the Bai family. The ink robe drooped to the ground, and a few tears could be seen vaguely falling on the ground.

"The demonic path is powerful, I hope you can help me with your help and kill it together. If you avenge this revenge, my Qiao family will never forget it."

Before Qiao Jingrou could speak, the four sisters of the Bai family had already set out and were listed in four directions to prevent this Taoist nun from sneaking attacks when Qiao Jingrou was sad.

Seeing Qiao Jingrou ask for help, Bai Dingling shook her head and said, "No need to be polite. This thief is blocking the chain bridge. It is obviously coming to our two families, and it must be a battle of life and death."

The Taoist nun looked at the girls who were surrounding him again, shook her head indifferently and said, "This is wrong."

"Why was it wrong?"

"The battle of life and death is nothing more than a battle to gamble your life in exchange for a glimmer of hope." The Taoist nun pointed at the five girls with a whisk and sighed, "But you are too weak, and in my eyes, you are like gravel and invisible."

Magnolia was just angry. Seeing that she was still mocking everyone, she could no longer hold back and rushed forward.

In the midst of lightning, the thin sword touched the whisk and smashed a spark.

Seeing that the younger sister was so impulsive, the other three girls in the Bai family had to move their bodies to follow. The lotus steps were lightly moved, and their bodies were as light as swallows. Three thin swords ran towards the Taoist nun's white neck from three directions.

Before reaching the Taoist nun, she suddenly changed the formation and changed her body positions back and forth. Three thin swords went from the stab to form a dense and ventilated strangulation formation.

In order to avoid being shaken by the eyes on the pen, the Bai sisters closed their eyes at the same time and focused on setting off their swords.

The sandalwood box of another Taoist boy behind the Taoist nun suddenly made a light sound. After the sound, the wooden box exploded, and a sharp sword with tassels in the hilt of the sword appeared.

Only the Taoist boy holding the wooden box just now didn't realize it, and he was still standing there, with scars on his hands and blood flowing.

The sword was born, and the three girls of the Bai family who were thrust and attacking came. The sword energy was stimulating, and naturally the three girls felt uncomfortable.

But at this time, he was so close that he had no time to withdraw his sword and return to defense. He was worthy of being a quadruplet who had a close relationship. No one of them had withdrawn the offensive. Instead, his pace was not chaotic at all, and the sword formation was still in an orderly manner.
Chapter completed!