Pushing the door into the hall, a cold wind blew. Liying calmly released her spiritual power, and a nightmare formation diagram flashed in her mind. She took out the things in the storage bag and placed them in every corner of the hall. After setting up the position, she walked towards another side hall.

"Wu Fang, have you checked for so long?"

Liying heard the impatient voice of the disciple from outside the hall and replied, "I must not be careful. If I check if something goes wrong and delay tomorrow's Dharma Assembly, I will not lose my skin even if this responsibility falls on me."

The disciples outside the hall cursed and did not urge them anymore.

Liying quickly placed the objects again, swallowed her saliva, and walked towards the largest main hall.

Outside the main hall, there are three Golden Elixir Stages stationed.

The exercises that Li Ying's body were turned into "The Hidden Breath of All Spirits". While carefully moving, she placed objects in the corner of the hall.

"Ta...ta..."

A slight footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall. Li Ying's hand holding the tortoise shell trembled, and the tortoise shell slid in the palm of her hand and fell from her hand.

!

"Bang--"

...

The door of the hall was suddenly opened and the moonlight tilted into the hall.

Fei Rong frowned and swept into the hall with his spiritual sense.

"Junior Sister Fei, what's wrong?" Xiao Zheng stood beside Fei Rong and asked in confusion when he saw her doing this.

Fei Rong did not answer, and after his spiritual consciousness swept across one side of the hall, he said, "Nothing is wrong. I'm too worried."

Seeing Feirong like this, Xiao Zheng persuaded him: "Tomorrow is a Dharma discussion meeting, so it's okay to be cautious."

"..." Fei Rong nodded, turned around and walked back to the main hall gate.

Xiao Zheng used his spiritual sense to sweep the main hall. Seeing that nothing happened, he closed the door of the hall and turned around and left.

“Hu…hu…”

Liying listened to their footsteps gradually moving away, breathed a sigh of relief and jumped down from the beam.

Fei Rong, the only personal disciple of Qingliangfeng, Qingyuan Daojun, was the next sect leader of Guiyi Sect in the later period of the original work.

Li Ying put the last tortoise shell in her hand on the armor position, then quickly formed magic seals with both hands, and began to arrange the formation one by one according to the formation in her mind.

"rustle……"

A stream of spiritual power quickly came, and the cold sweat between Liying's forehead flowed down her face. Her hands casting spells were about to appear afterimage, and her heart was pounding with nervousness.

Must be faster.

Liying continued to cast spell regardless of the soreness of her arms.

A sharp sword energy broke through the air: "Swish-"

Liying tilted her head slightly, and her hair was slashed by the sword energy.

Fei Rong split the hall door with a sword, pointing directly at Li Ying.

Before Feirong split the hall gate, Li Ying had no time to finish the last magic seal, and was injured by her fierce sword energy.

Liying covered her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She stood up tremblingly, pulled out the whip from the storage bag, twisted her wrist, and threw the whip at Feirong with a whip.

Fei Rong got up and jumped up to avoid the whip, and held the sword in both hands and slashed at Liying.

"Bang-click."

Liying was slashed onto the palace wall by the sword energy, and the whip in her hand had already been cut into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

In just a moment, Fei Rong had already walked from the palace gate to Li Ying, holding a sword to her throat, and speaking indifferently: "Say, your purpose."

Liying slowly spits out a mouthful of blood from her throat, and supports her upper body: "My purpose..."

Feirong moved the sword a little to her throat so that she could speak out.

"My purpose is..." Li Ying looked at the right time and suddenly crushed the teleportation talisman that had been hidden in her sleeve: "Guess."

As soon as the word "guess" fell, Fei Rong held the sword and cut it down, there was no trace of Li Ying's shadow in front of him, only a touch of blood from the sword's edge.


Chapter completed!