"Bull, villains die because they talk too much, you know. If you want to fight, hit them. Stop chirping!"
As time went by, Murong Yun became more and more irritable. She grabbed her staff and wanted to fly to Li Jiang with the Heavenly Royal Holy Lotus.
"Arrogant!"
The old pavilion protector's face darkened, and he felt bad all over. He opened his palm outwards, and there was blue water spiritual energy condensed in his hand.
It seems that this is his weapon. He is just an old man, not a woman. Holding such a weapon, Murong Yun look at him somewhat looking motherly.
She raised her chin slightly, and with the corner of her eye glanced at the tulle that was getting longer and longer driven by the spiritual energy, she twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "I thought you were such a powerful person, but it turned out that I was mistaken."
Don't start fighting later. Let the other party just spin around and dance. That's still... it's too eye-catching. The more Murong Yun thought about that scene, her whole body trembled and she was disgusted.
The Pavilion Protector has been ridiculed by many people because of his attack methods and weapons, but those who laughed at him all paid the price with their lives. Regardless of his femininity, this is a secret that he spent a lot of effort to find.
It doesn't matter if it's does not look good, as long as it's powerful.
Let this mean-mouthed princess have a taste of his power today, and the corner of the pavilion protector's mouth curled up with a hint of cruelty.
He twisted his waist, stepped back his ankles, and turned his wrist lightly at the same time. The spiritual gauze seemed to come to life, swimming in the air, and then suddenly lengthened and swept towards Murong Yun.
This posture made Murong Yun's impatience disappear. She looked at the eye-catching scene in front of her, almost choking on her saliva.
Dang it, those old people in modern square dances can dance more gracefully than this chicken-skinned and gray-haired pavilion protector!
God, she would rather face an opponent with sharp strikes than fight with this gloomy, nervous and motherly old man...
Not to mention, although this pavilion protector is a bit annoying to fight, he does have two brushes.
Just because Murong Yun was distracted for a moment and did not dodge in time, the spirit yarn just touched her arm, but it made a very deep scar, which made Murong Yun grit her teeth.
"How is it? Do you still dare to underestimate me?"
The guardian of the pavilion smiled coldly, spun up, danced his arms, and transformed into more spiritual yarns.
Murong Yun had no time to laugh at him this time. She didn't even have time to look at the new injury on her arm. She stepped back quickly and put the bone staff forward, ready to curse...
Seeing that the guardian of the pavilion didn't know what was going on and followed her forward, moving away from the Heavenly Royal Holy Lotus, she opened her mouth with peace of mind.
The guardian of the pavilion was stunned when he saw her actions, thinking to himself that the white bone staff was some powerful spiritual weapon given by the emperor?
The emperor was very fond of this Murong Yun. Maybe she was given some powerful attacking spiritual weapon, and he had to stop it. No matter what the spiritual weapon was, it would be stopped as long as it interrupted the spiritual spell or gathered spiritual energy!
The more powerful it is, the more so!
Therefore, he no longer hesitated, pointed his arm, and the spiritual yarn was like a poisonous snake, attacking towards the soles of Murong Yun's feet.
Although Murong Yun was teasing the Heavenly way, her eyes were fixed on the actions of the pavilion protector. Just seeing the deep thought on his face, she knew that he was thinking too much.
Seeing that he was deliberately blocking her movements, she didn't care. Anyway, she was just posing specifically to confuse him.
"Old man, do you think this princess is chanting a spell?"
By dodging, Murong Yun continued to distance herself calmly, and gradually exited the door. She was afraid that the fierce thunder later would affect the Heavenly Royal Holy Lotus.
"Isn't that right? Look at you, it seems like you only know one move, so your good talent is wasted!"
The guardian of the pavilion didn't think much about it. It's just that ordinary sixth-level spirits must have many attack methods, but Murong Yun was different. After the whip broke, she never used any attack spirit techniques.
It seems that it is a spiritual level that is empty and useless.
At this time, the magic spell was broken, and he retreated towards the door again. He thought he saw that she could not defeat him, so she wanted to escape.
It's a pity that the Empress' orders are that she will definitely die today!
Murong Yun finally retreated to the courtyard. Seeing the vast terrain, she stopped moving. However, looking at the pavilion protector who was chasing after her and determined to take her life confirmed her previous suspicions.
She raised her long eyebrows and said with determination on her beautiful face: "Whose order is it? Who is your master?"
After hearing these words, the figure of the pavilion protector paused for a moment, then moved faster, and directly drew a long veil towards Murong Yun, but she avoided it easily.
The guardian of the pavilion took back the spiritual gauze and looked at Murong Yun, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Now that the princess knows, go underground and think about who is blocking the way!"
"Whose way?" Murong Yun also smiled coldly, with arrogance on his face, and lightly opened his red lips: "Why don't you go down and wait for your master first? No matter who it is, don't try to take the life of this princess!"
"Didn't you say that I only know one move? Come on, let's try this second move. How about this?"
After Murong Yun finished speaking, she no longer evaded, but side stepped away from the attack of the pavilion protector while quickly approaching him.
At this time, thunderclouds were gathering in mid-air, the sky suddenly darkened, and among the heavy thunderclouds, thunder and lightning loomed.
"What?"
The guardian of the pavilion didn't understand why Murong Yun approached him. Was she looking for death?
It wasn't until the next second that he noticed that the sky was different, that he looked up and saw the unusual thunderclouds, and thick purple thunder fell down, as if it was about to kill people.
His hands shook and he wanted to run away, but he was caught off guard and Murong Yun pounced on him without knowing when...
The person didn't pounce on him, but the opponent came prepared. She swung the white bone staff in her hand... He only felt a sharp pain in his calf, and was knocked to the ground by this swipe.
Therefore, the pavilion protector's eyes widened, and before he could activate his spiritual yarn defense, he was hit by a series of thunderbolts.
"Tsk, tsk."
Murong Yun was lying in front of him, watching the thunder strike over and over again, seeming to vent all the hatred that could not kill her on the pavilion protector.
Fortunately, she was protected by a white bone staff. Any lightning strikes on her body would be absorbed by the thunder stone on the staff. Apart from the numbness that was unbearable, she was not injured.
The big noise of Fengyao Pavilion being struck by thunder was so loud that the entire palace knew about it.
The only person who can be so valued by God like this is naturally Princess Yunhua.
Murong Jia came out of the Supreme Harmony Hall to discuss matters. He saw the movement in Fengyao Pavilion before he even went down the steps. He looked at the falling purple thunder and immediately thought of Murong Yun.
She seems to have some methods of summoning thunder, and she will also use this to deal with some enemies, just like she did when she rescued him by the lake.
Could it be that Murong Yun was in danger?
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