A True Face-Slap!
A True Face-Slap!
Yet without even sparing him a glance, Qiao Mu raised her hands again, sending forth several dozen entangling green vines that instantly restricted the old Daoist's hands and feet.
A rivulet of water appeared in Qiao Mu's hand before transforming into a glimmering, awe-inspiring ice sword. She also pounced toward the old Daoist, slashing at him directly with her sword.
"Heh! How dare a mere ant show off before this old man!!" With a bellow, the fire spirit in the old Daoist's hands flared up, transforming into two soaring fire sparrows that swooped towards Qiao Mu's small body.
The little monk flicked his finger, directly flinging out two fireballs that obstructed the fire sparrows' path.
However, the fire sparrows that the old Daoist had produced instantly swallowed up those fireballs, causing the little monk's cute small face to pale immediately, as well.
Qingluan quickly carried him up and set him down on the side. After instructing "Don't move," it transformed into a giant bird and flew up in front of its master with a flap of its wings.
"Don't come over!" Qiao Mu's eyelid jerked as she leapt into mid-air. After a hover and teleport maneuver, her figure had already disappeared from the spot.
After missing her, the fire sparrows turned their heads around aggressively and pounced in the old Daoist's direction.
The old Daoist was greatly alarmed by this turn of events, yet upon abruptly turning around, he was punched head-on in the face with a boom.
There was no need to mention the old Daoist's aching pleasure that was derived from the violent taste of a tiny jade hand reinforced with a diamond talisman.
His rapidly retreating figure was then instantly engulfed by the fire sparrows.
However, because the old Daoist had created those fire sparrows himself after all, he managed to dispel their fire spiritual energy at the last second, causing the fire sparrows to naturally disintegrate as well.
Even though Priest Dayu didn't get injured from the fire sparrows, he did plummet from high up in the sky before landing heavily on the ground.
At the same time, countless vines twisted and tangled as they swarmed over before deftly turning those people into cocoons.
His face, his face! His face hurt too much!
This truly was a face-slap to the cheek. Oh, that wasn't it, it was a face-beating.
Her small hand, after being reinforced with the diamond talisman, was sturdier than any jade stones in this world.
Even if she were to use the diamond talisman on her head, which was originally one of the weakest parts of the body, it would still pain this old Daoist to death in minutes should she strike him with it.
At this moment, green vines once again surfaced from Qiao Mu's hands, and she directly lashed out a whip at the old Daoist's face.
"Ahh!" Priest Dayu's face had practically caved in from Qiao Mu's punch, but now, she had even whipped a bloody gash onto his face.
A prominent whip lash soon showed on his face, running from the outer corner of his left eye to the right side of his chin.
Priest Dayu had never been so humiliated in his life, and at this moment, he was shielding his face as he rolled back and forth on the ground nonstop.
"Ah! Ahhh! Ah!"
No matter how this Daoist priest rolled about, he was unable to break free of the green vines tightly bound around his body.
A rivulet poured out of Qiao Mu's hand. The instant the water condensed into ice, she had already struck out rapidly like a flood dragon.
In the blink of an eye, an ice sword plunged into the old Daoist's shoulder before making a rotation.
The old Daoist abruptly cried out in alarm!
This ice sword directly cut off the old Daoist's two shoulder blades, after which Qiao Mu stepped onto Priest Dayu's chest expressionlessly.
As she forcefully ground in her heel, Qiao Mu declared icily:
"Don't waste your energy. You've basically expended all the spiritual energy inside your body! Right now, you're a total weakling!"