I trained my sister to the eighth level of boxing

Chapter 1620 You are not a disciple of Xiaoyun’s sect

The scene in front of him changed and Lu Ziqing calmed down. He sat up and found that the dead wood was still the same dead wood and had not been moved at all. Jian Xin's threat has dissipated, leaving only the disappointed voices of those sword immortals: "You... are not a disciple of Xiaoyun Sect..."

"I really am!" Lu Ziqing was anxious, although the golden statue of the Kirin Madonna above his head was not very convincing. By the way, he used Hongmeng Barrier at a critical moment. It's no wonder that the sword immortals didn't believe him at all.

"Although I know many sects' techniques, it's just because I have learned more." Lu Ziqing hurriedly explained, "Although I am a disciple of Hongmeng Patriarch, I am also a disciple of Xiaoyun Sword Master. My There is no hypocrisy in Kenshin!”

A vague thought came from his mind, the feeling that he was too lazy to talk to Lu Ziqing: "With Jianxin, is he a disciple of Xiaoyun Sect?"

This tone instantly reminded Lu Ziqing of the first time at Lingxiao Pavilion in Zhucheng, when he and Li Waner pretended to be disciples of the Sword Sect and tried to sneak in, but were turned away by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper's reason at that time was that you are not under Xiaoyun's sect because you don't have a sword heart!

"Do you have a sword heart?"

Now these ascended sword immortals said to themselves in the same tone: "If you have a sword heart, are you a disciple of the Xiaoyun sect?"

The tone was exactly the same, so determined that Lu Ziqing was completely confused.

Before Lu Ziqing could speak, a sound of wind was howling from the dead wood. Lu Ziqing was startled. Yunxi, Sun Dasheng, and Xue'er all shouted and tried to resist. Lu Ziqing only felt a pain in his body. Yunxi, Xue'er, and Sun Dasheng all They howled in unison, suffered heavy injuries from soul-killing, and the light of their souls was annihilated and escaped back into Lu Ziqing's body.

Sun Dasheng also tried his best to stop him: "Don't do anything. Although they are dead, their strength is not something you can fight against. We haven't done our main business yet. What's going on here? They say I'm old Sun has a bad temper, but I never suffer the consequences."

There are no decent swordsmen on earth, that is, at the level of Lu Dongbin, but Sun Dasheng is still very discerning now. Even if these sword immortals have turned into dead wood, if they get angry, they can tear Lu Ziqing to pieces with just a thought. This is real fairy! Mortals should be in awe of them, right? Even if they become dead trees and are trapped, they are still immortal souls. If the immortal soul is seen like this by a junior mortal, it will easily become angry, right?

Yun Xi said anxiously to Lu Ziqing: "Are you crazy! They are all dead and their minds are twisted. How can you compete with the remnant souls of our seniors?"

Sun Dasheng's Dharma Image and the sword spirit Yunxi jumped out together, and the sword spirit of Feihua Sword also ran out and blocked the Haitian sword in Lu Ziqing's hand. Xue'er tried her best to block it in front of Lu Ziqing. Sun Dasheng and Yun Xi together grabbed Lu Ziqing's hands and shoulders and shouted to the dead trees: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry, all the immortals! Let's leave now!"

"Your eyes are blind, and your sword heart is also dead? You have to prove my identity!" Lu Ziqing put on the robe of Lingxiao Academy, with the scabbard engraved with all the immortal master sword marks on his back, and combed it again With his hair in a bun, the Xiaoyun Sword Seal lit up on his forehead, he raised his sword and shouted, "Who dares to say that I am not a disciple of the Xiaoyun Sect! Are you?"

Nightshade also quickly drove the cloud scorpion boat over: "Master, I feel like I can hold on a little longer! Let's go to the sixth peak now, come up quickly!"

All along, as long as he showed his sword, the entire Xiaoyun Sect was on the same page without even saying a word. Lu Ziqing felt huge grievance for the first time. I am trying to save you! I suffered countless hardships, took countless risks, and went through many difficulties and dangers to get to this point, but I fell in front of my seniors.

Lu Ziqing's clothes were torn to pieces and had many cracks. Sun Dasheng's demonic seal was actually covered with sword marks. The sword spirit was injured and fell into a state of divine destruction, but this was not the worst.

The Yun Scorpion Boat broke into countless pieces in an instant, including the nightshade inside.

"Ah...Master..." Long Kui couldn't believe it. Her body was cut into more than a thousand pieces by the sword energy, turning into tiny whirlpools that soon dispersed without a trace along with the sword energy. On a dead tree, the Sword Immortal's hateful expression turned dull: "Dirty thing, get out of here!"

Just the branches swaying slightly in the wind.

"Ah..." Lu Ziqing's heart ached, words could no longer express the pain in his heart, tears burst out of his eyes in an instant, and he roared wildly.

Hai Tian's sword lit up with a clear sword light, and the sword energy turned into countless swimming fish. Lu Ziqing's forehead lit up with the Sky Cloud Sword Seal, showing the appearance of the Dragon Man. "The bloodline of the dragon clan! The power of Hongmeng! The spiritual energy of the sacred mountain! The determination of the earthworm to shake the sun! The hundreds of dragons in the sky -!" The koi carp turned into a hundred dragons and gathered together, and swung the sword at the dead trees with all its strength, and a dragon shadow appeared one after another. A dazzling golden light roared out.

Another breeze blew by, and with just a slight sway of the ends of the bare branches, Lu Ziqing's strongest sword disappeared into thin air.

"Crystal of Heavenly Sword Qi!" Lu Ziqing immediately summoned Crystal of Heavenly Sword Qi to protect his body, but it was too late, everything happened faster than his thoughts. The Haitian sword in his palm broke, and the broken blade whirled and struck him on the forehead. The light of the Xiaoyun sword seal was annihilated in a splatter of blood.

The soul seal given by the Nine Heavenly Lords was actually beheaded!

Bai Qianqian's body was split into two halves, and rolled to the ground with the broken sword blade.

"Qianqian!"

Lu Ziqing wailed, feeling as if his body had been split in half with a sword. He fell to the ground, and he couldn't feel his forehead, because his soul hurt as if it had been split in two. Yunxi? Great Sage? Cher? Broad sky? Even the clam girl didn’t respond! The crystals of Tianxing Sword Qi would have protected him, but they were completely unresponsive at this time, and he could not mobilize these crystals. Think about it, if the Xiaoyun Sword Seal that represents the Xiaoyun Sword Master is broken, how can the crystal of Tianxing Sword Qi be useful?

Lu Ziqing struggled, gritted his teeth and took out the Soul Haunting Demon Sword, a sword that even the Beiming Ghost King was afraid of.

The bare branches swayed lightly, and another breeze blew across his face. Lu Ziqing's hand was broken, and the broken arm was covered with blood. He held the Hunying Demon Sword and flew out more than ten feet away, and stuck it on the ground.

Lu Ziqing also fell to the ground and could not stand up.

Despair, grievance, anger.

Lu Ziqing's eyes looked at the dark sky. There were no stars in the withered hell, but he could still clearly see the words hanging on the pavilion: "Not arrogant."

Two pavilions, neither arrogant nor confused.

The name of the mountain is Yinghuo Peak.

Maybe there used to be a lot of fireflies here, but now we can't see them. The sword immortals may have been very friendly in the past. Xiaoyun treated the juniors like his own children, because the swords were inseparable and connected with each other. But now, everything is different.

(End of this chapter)