Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 117: Shui Jing vs. Sima Yi, a Disco in a Minefield

bad!

A word emerged in Yan Huan's mind. No matter whether it was Master Wei himself or Sima Zhongda's divinity, the person in front of him could be described as bad enough.

It can even be said to be extremely bad taste.

This kind of temperament of being indifferent to everyone and having a playful mentality of wantonly trampling on the pride and mood of others is simply a natural trait. One can imagine how dangerous it will be for such a person to travel the world in the future.

"In the past, there was a battle between Xiao Wuming Mountain and Zhuge Kongming that ended in a draw. Since Zhongda is equipped with True Fire Samadhi, why don't we let you continue the battle?" Yan Huan suggested.

Sima Yi narrowed his eyes and said, "It seems that you are not completely oblivious to this. But Mr. Shui Jing, do you really want to fight me?"

"The descendants of Kong Ming have been tormented into this state. It's time to let go of this obsession."

"I haven't seen enough of the world of fancy, bright lights and wine, this prosperous world, singing karaoke, dancing, eating and drinking, how can I let go of this obsession? Besides, I am different from those so-called divinities. I am who I am, the real me." Sima Yi said with a smile, pulling up the clothes that had slipped off his shoulders.

"Then let's give it a try. This is the method used by Sima Zhongda, the Grand Tutor of Wei and the mortal enemy of Zhuge Wuhou." Seeing that the communication was ineffective, Yan Huan stopped talking.

A crystal-clear light covered its body, and it flapped its wings and flew away, overflowing with spiritual light.

Sima Yi blinked and frowned slightly.

Have you obtained two of the essences of the five elements?

"The blue bird and the beauty in white? The essence of the five elements has no fixed form. Its appearance is based on the user's wishes and imagination. Shui Jing, your taste in this life is much higher than before."

"What kind of stuff were they in the past? Only water spirits could see through them."

"Thank you for your compliment. I would also like to ask Zhongda to give me some advice on the level of the Five Elements in this world."

Snapped!
Yan Huan snapped his fingers, and the Wood Element was added to his body, superimposed with the Metal Element. Green feathers grew on his back, and he was covered in a golden armor.

The golden light flowed, and wherever the light reached, Yan Huan was within the range of free movement.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Huan teleported to Sima Yi's left side, and the spear transformed from golden light stabbed towards his kidney.

Clang!
There was a clanging sound when metal met metal, and the golden spear was intercepted by a crescent-shaped long sword. The blade was engraved with dragon patterns, and the cold light it emitted was cold and narrow, and full of murderous aura.

The golden light that came into contact with the blade broke through layers of cracks and shattered like glass.

Yan Huan's body disappeared and flew into the air. A golden light condensed on his body, and thousands of floating lives appeared behind him, all aimed at Sima Yi who was holding a long sword in the courtyard.

"What is that thing in Zhongda's hand?"

"It is the embodiment of Guan Yu's ability, the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. It is said that it can cut into pieces anything it touches. There are few things in the world that can compete with it." Qingming replied.

Yan Huan clenched his palms, and felt a slight numbness as if an electric current was running through them.

When the golden spear touched the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, a shocking feeling spread along the golden light and spread across the arm.

Guan Yu's cutting, plus Lu Fengxian's shock...

"Not only that, there's also the strange magic that you hate the most, Water Mirror." Sima Yi stomped the ground and smiled maliciously.

The Qimen Bureau was set up and rotated at a certain fixed time flow rate.

"Thank you, Zhongda, for reminding me~"

Ok?
I bother!

Yan Huan straightened his tongue and said, "I almost got led astray by you. Take my 'Hundred Soldiers Martial Arts: Breaking the Formation and Killing' first!"

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hatchets, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, claws, borings...the endless stream of life is condensed into eighteen kinds of weapons.

Yan Huan pointed his finger at Sima Yi.

"You are so good, Shui Jing. I am speaking my heart to you, and you want to kill me. If that is the case, don't blame me for being cruel and ruthless!"

Snapped!
Sima Yi grabbed out of thin air, and where his hand stretched out, a deep and dark round hole was cut.

Before Yan Huan could react, her slender jade-fingered hand grasped her arm.

This ability is very similar to the innate spatial skill of Feng Shayan of Tianxiahui, and is also similar to the Eight Gates Moving of Wuhou Sect. "Xiao Huan, calm your mind and tighten it!" Qingming reminded.

Yan Huan's eyes suddenly widened, and before he could unleash the martial arts display he had been preparing for, he saw Sima Yi snatch a trace of evil energy with his palm and pull out a long and narrow tentacle from his body.

"Sui Sui!"

"Brother Huan, something is about to drag me out."

"Break!" Yan Huan gave an order, and the tentacles broke into small pieces and were pulled back by the hand in the dark deep hole.

After regulating his breathing for a while, Yan Huan buried all the spirits in his body deeper into his soul.

"Black Tai Sui? You can even subdue the weird things worshipped by the Fu Shi Cult. You are worthy of being Shui Jing~" Sima Yi grabbed the half tentacle and swallowed it.

The evil energy surged, and his cultivation seemed to have improved even more.

"You don't need to obey the spiritual law in this life. There is obviously a faster way to communicate with the gods."

Sima Yi teased, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

The clear and bright soul in the air became dirty, and one, two, three... countless souls began to leap in Yan Huan's soul.

"You don't want to use the soul-subduing method because you think you don't want your soul to be contaminated, but I really didn't expect that, Shui Jing~"

"You would rather hide your spirit in your soul and make your soul body dusty than bear the price of serving the spirit. What on earth have you experienced in this life? What about the Witch King?"

"Besides your own spirit, when did you care about anything else?"

Sima Yi spread his hands, very confused.

"Zhongda." Yan Huan fell from the sky. "Don't even think about going to some fancy world to dance. You've been jumping in my minefield for long enough."

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Yan Jiangli carried Yan Fei on his shoulders and fled towards the outside of the Wuhou Temple. As soon as they got out of a low arched wall, the body on his shoulders began to twist like a worm.

"Let me go, I'll go help Xiao Huan!"

"Don't be silly, second sister. I won't let you go even if I kill you. We have been eroded by our godhood and we have become a hindrance in the past. Let's talk about it after we recover."

After saying that, Yan Jiangli untied the green vine from his second sister's body and placed it on the stone steps.

"I'll go help Xiao Huan!" Yan Fei quickly jumped out and ran towards the scenic area outside the ancestral hall.

"Hey?"

Yan Jiangli scratched his head, something seemed to be wrong.

"Second sister, where are you going?" He originally wanted to chase Yan Fei, but his body instinctively ran in the opposite direction.

Huang Boren, who stayed behind, was stunned for a moment and sensed something strange.

It seems that some of my cognition has been affected.

"The body will behave in a way that is contrary to the words? If I want to escape, I should go to the Prime Minister's Temple..."

Thinking of this, he moved and took a few steps towards the direction where Yan Huan and Sima Yi were fighting.

"Why?"

"What kind of judgment is this? Who is behind this? Get out here!"

After a while, Huang Boren realized that this time he also brought a Wei general, Zhong Hui, who was proficient in mysterious arts and had very mysterious methods. The operating mechanism of the man had not been fully determined during the research at Phoenix Mountain.

"We've made a big mess this time... Don't let Director Zhao know about it. We have to solve it before then..."

Thinking of this, Huang Boren took out his cell phone unconsciously and called Zhao Fangxu, "Boss Zhao, I have failed in my lawsuit. I have exposed Sima Yi and Zhong Hui."

"what?"

(End of this chapter)