The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix-Chapter 364 - Villain Liang Xiaoliu, Watch Me!

The moment the two blades met, the air suddenly froze.

The snow falling from the sky hovered around the two people.

And then suddenly collapsed.

Boom---

The mighty blood energy was wrapped in the wind and snow, causing the ground under Hua Haomiao's feet to shake and stones to shatter. Then came Gu Mingxin's madman-like roar. "Liang--Xiao--Liu!!! Hyiaaaaa---!!"

The blood-colored sword light scattered out in all directions like a whip.

Hua Haomiao now really wanted to say, "You've mistaken me for someone else!" But he didn't have the slightest chance to speak. Looking at the scattered sword light, he could only grit his teeth and hardly block Gu Mingxin's earth-shattering attack.

Ding-Ding-Ding--

The collision of the two swords stirred up the snow on the ground, wrapping them in it.

The four people outside could only see the flashes of the swords clashing and that chilling bloody aura mixed with the snow.

Not far away, Wu Tianci and Lu Meimei, as well as Black Yang and White Yin, who were sitting in mid-air with their hands on the strings of the zither, seemed to have become spectators of the two swords' fight. Their gazes were glued to the silhouettes flickering in the smoke and dust.

Xue'e, floating above Wu Tianci, was also terrified. She had been following Gu Mingxin since childhood, but it was the first time she saw her roar like this.

Ding Ding---

Swish---

Swish---

Then, out of the smoke and dust came two sounds of piercing flesh, and the street suddenly fell silent.

The snow that enveloped Hua Haomiao and Gu Mingxin slowly fell from midair, and the outlines of the two standing figures slowly emerged.

Wu Tianci frowned slightly. He knew that the winner had been decided. Unlike Dharma practitioners, two sword practitioners with similar levels needed to exchange dozens or even hundreds of blows before the winner could be decided.

For Sword cultivators, one quick move equaled ten slow moves and could make the difference between life and death.

Now, the two figures were still standing in the smoke and dust, and it was hard to tell who won or lost.

The four people were all staring at the two figures, holding their breath and waiting for the outcome.

Hoo hoo---

The cold wind swept the street, making Wu Tianci and the others shiver slightly.

And in the next moment, the slightly shorter figure's left forearm slowly fell to the ground, severed from the elbow.

Wu Tianci's eyes widened, and he finally felt a little afraid.

Lu Meimei was so scared that she covered her mouth. From this scene, it seemed that Gu Mingxin lost, and her left hand was cut off by the green-clad cultivator.

However, the moment the short figure's arm fell to the ground, the slightly taller figure standing opposite her seemed to disintegrate, turning into regular square pieces of flesh and collapsing.

The snow and dust slowly fell to the ground. Gu Mingxin, holding a blood-colored sword, stood hunched beside Hua Haomiao, who had become a corpse. The flesh-colored section of her left stump froze instantly at the contact with the cold air.

Black Yang and White Yin, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, saw Hua Haomiao lose his life in an instant. A hint of surprise flashed in their eyes under their bamboo hats, but they soon came to their senses.

The two of them hastily took some distance, plucked the strings of the zither, and swept forward with force.

An ice-blue spiritual energy transformed into swords, knives, spears, and halberds suspended around them, which then shot toward Gu Mingxin at a high speed.

Wu Tianci finally came to his senses and immediately rushed to Gu Mingxin's side to help her block this unusual treasure.

However--

"Don't get in the way!!!"

Bang---

Gu Mingxin's angry shout stopped Wu Tianci who wanted to help. She raised her sword and swung out several blood-red sword lights, blocking the incoming ice-blue treasure, then looked angrily at Black Yang and White Yin who were floating in the sky, maintaining a safe distance.

After seeing this, Xue'e pointed her sword-fingers at her forehead. She felt that Gu Mingxin could not handle the two strange cultivators by herself, so she wanted to summon the black python to swallow them.

However, before she could call out the black python, she received a glare from Gu Mingxin's red eyes that shone with the color of blood as if she were an evil spirit.

"Ah..."

Xue'e was startled. It was the first time Gu Mingxin had glared so viciously at her, so she hastily lowered her small hand but still said, "Mingxin, better go now!! Here..."

However, before she finished her words, Gu Mingxin raised her sword, stomped on the ground, and leaped up, rushing toward Black Yang and White Yin in the air.

"You're thinking too highly of yourself!"

Seeing the Sword cultivator charging head-on at their mysterious treasure like this, Bai Yin twisted the strings of the zither in his hand and swept it again. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Waves of magic sound spread out in a circle at the strings of the zither.

Gu Mingxin leaped into the air and felt as if a huge force was preventing her from approaching the two people. At the same time, her head hurt so much that it seemed as if it was about to explode.

Gritting her teeth, she stared at the two people in the air, and seeing that she couldn't get close, she pointed the sword in her hand, took back all the spiritual power that protected her body, gathered it on the sword, and then threw it toward those two with force.

Boom---

The blood-red sword was like a crossbow that could break through city walls, drawing blood lines in the air.

White Yin saw this and immediately played the zither, waving his sleeves.

Dong---

A dull bell sounded in the sky.

A spiritual shield enveloped the two brothers, blocking the blood-colored sword an inch in front of them.

The collision between the blood-colored aura of the sword and the icy blue aura of the two created an aurora borealis curtain on the night sky, instantly illuminating the streets of the entire town.

Gu Mingxin landed midway before stepping on the ground and jumping up again. This time, without the obstruction of the strange magic sound, she reached in front of the two people.

She grabbed the blood-colored sword, injected spiritual energy into the hilt again, and pushed the sword to break the spiritual shield of Black Yang and White Yin.

"Hah ah ah--- break for me!!"

With her roar, cracks spread in the glass-like shield, and sizzles resounded to the sky under the pressure of the sword.

White Yin saw that the situation was not good, and cold sweat appeared on his face. He shouted, "Brother!"

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However, Black Yang was playing the zither, calmly staring at Gu Mingxin who was glaring at him in turn.

Crash---

The spiritual shield shattered.

The blood-colored spirit sword was fast approaching Black Yang's neck.

However, the next moment, Black Yang grasped the head of the zither.

"You're courting death!"

Ding---

The sword hidden at the head of the zither suddenly came out of its sheath, leaving a sword trail like flowing water and blocking Gu Mingxin's sword.

And then,