I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know 100 million points of skills, right?

Chapter 102

In the end, Qin Guiyou still couldn't get enough.

The evil cultivator who was in an advanced state was much more fragile than usual. Before he could react, his sword energy destroyed his meridians and heart. The violent evil energy had nowhere to rest, and he almost suffocated himself to death.

Qin Guiyou was so ruthless as soon as he entered the fighting state. The word "kill" was engraved in both eyes. The two unlucky evil cultivators could not withstand such a cruel attack and died before they even had time to scream. .

Zhong Lingge sat in the tree and watched with great interest. When the fourth senior brother with a regretful expression flew over, she clapped her hands very hard and praised him.

"Fourth Senior Brother's swordsmanship is so amazing! He is even more advanced than before! He is worthy of being the number one swordsman in the Jidao Sect!"

"Can you see clearly?"

Qin Guiyou was a little confused by her praise. Isn't the junior sister in the Qi refining stage?How could one tell at a glance that his swordsmanship had improved a lot?
Zhong Lingge had a lump in her throat. The fourth senior brother was too honest. Of course she couldn't tell. Isn't this the art of flattery?

"Whether I can see it clearly or not, Fourth Senior Brother's swordsmanship ranks first in foundation building. There's no need to say! Well... Fourth Senior Brother, do you swordsmen not pay much attention to external objects?"

"Give you."

Qin Guiyou understood quickly this time and understood that she wanted Xie Xiu's storage bag. Firstly, her smile was too flattering, and secondly, her eyes when she looked at the storage bag in his hand were completely undisguised.

He really doesn't care about unexpected objects. There are many protective treasures in Jidao Sect, but he rarely uses them.Unless absolutely necessary, he would not even activate the life-saving items in his storage bag.So far in his practice, he has never encountered anyone who forced him to run for his life.

What's more, not to mention the storage bags of two evil cultivators, even if it is the storage bag of Nascent Soul Taoist cultivator, he will not snatch it from his junior sister.

"Be careful and don't be contaminated by evil spirits."

"Hehehe, thank you Fourth Senior Brother!"

Zhong Lingge couldn't wait to open the two storage bags and threw the few spiritual stones and ordinary magic weapons inside into the storage bags. The remaining magic tools for evil cultivators were taken out and burned.She would not have no bottom line and sell off evil cultivators' belongings. These things would be transferred to the hands of other evil cultivators and could be used to harm others.

"Huh? Invitation letter to the Moon Lotus Society? Does the evil cultivator still have an organization?"

Zhong Lingge turned to the end and saw a black invitation with red letters, which stated the gathering place and time. The inviter was the leader of the Moon Lotus Society, Qin Fang.

"Four senior brothers, all named Qin, do you recognize them?"

"Qin is a common surname, and I don't recognize them all."

Qin Guiyou wanted to laugh when he was asked. Sometimes the junior sister is very smart, and sometimes she is inexplicably stupid.

Zhong Lingge said "Oh" and threw the invitation into the storage bag, having a bold idea. "After the sect competition is over, let's go to the evil cultivator's party to have fun?"

"Okay." Qin Guiyou agreed without any hesitation.The evil cultivators are the only existence in the lower realm that he hates, and they are also the group that he can kill without having to violate his true intentions.

If it were Taoist cultivators, demonic cultivators, or monsters, he would not have the intention to kill them on sight.

Zhong Lingge hit it off with him and planned to win over more trustworthy people and go to the Moon Lotus Club when it was time for the party.

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Jiuxiao Sword Sect has no sword edge.

Zhenjun Suwu, who was sitting on the Wentian Platform, let his white hair and eyebrows flutter in the wind. The increasingly cold air made him uneasy.For some reason, he suddenly thought of the nonsense rumors spread by Xuanming Sect.

What a joke!In the lower realm where the laws of heaven are not complete, how can there be a real doctor!The fate of the lower realm is in their hands. Now that he has slightly deviated from the trajectory, he will soon be able to turn around.

The communication talisman placed next to the Wentian platform suddenly rang, and Zhenjun Suwu showed a rare impatient expression. When he looked into the talisman with his spiritual consciousness, his eyes suddenly changed.

It failed.
how could it fail
He gave them hand-drawn talismans, which were impossible to detect. Why was he exposed to so many people in a high-profile manner?
How dare the Lord of Dayu City openly declare that he is at odds with the Jiuxiao Sect?

Are these casual cultivators crazy? !

These nine people failed, why didn't the candidate disciples who stayed in the city report in time?
Bang!
True Lord Suwu, who was in an unstable mood, waved his sleeves, and a tree not far away was turned into powder by the sword's will, exploding in the air and then falling down.

The communication talisman lit up again and before it went out, the second and third rays of light followed.Did word spread?

True Lord Suwu felt at a loss for the first time since he started practicing Taoism. He knew without looking that it was the message from the True Lords of the six major sects and eight major families. Their relationship had become tense recently, and these old monsters were probably hoping that he would commit suicide to atone for his sins.

There was no way he would bow down to such a trivial matter.

The formation in the mountain was disturbed by dozens of familiar spiritual auras. Zhenjun Suwu dispersed the formation and barrier and looked at the person coming.

"What's the matter?"

"Tai Shang Elder, on behalf of the sect, we ask you to give an explanation to the lower realm!"

The Jiuxiao Sect Master led all the Nascent Soul Elders to clasp their fists and bow their waists. Their posture seemed humble, but secretly they had a strong attitude that could not be refused.

"Nowadays, Dao Jiuxiao in the whole region is colluding with evil cultivators. The Supreme Elder knows the truth better than me and other juniors! You have repeatedly concealed the sect and made decisions privately. As the sect leader, I should have intervened in time, but you are the guardian of our sect. Dear elders, I have never questioned your decision. But now"

"Now you want to push me out when something trivial happens to calm the anger of those who don't matter?"

Zhenjun Suwu looked coldly at a group of Nascent Soul children. These were the pillars of his growth. He never thought that one day they would work together to oppose him!

"Do you know what would happen to the Jiuxiao Sword Sect without the Avatar in charge?"

A group of Nascent Soul cultivators were silent. After a long time, the sect leader finally spoke word by word.

"From now on, there are no longer seven major sects, only six major sects."

"Haha, it seems you have all thought it through."

Zhenjun Suwu sensed fourteen more familiar auras.

The true kings of the six major sects and eight major families were all present.

"Fellow Taoists, do you really want to do this?"

True Lord Suwu looked disdainful, how different were these people from him?It was just that he was anxious to be discovered, and these people were hiding deeper than him!

"Don't forget, I also have Wen Ningqian's communication talisman in my hand, if he knows what we have done over the years."

"shut up!"

"Suwu, you are so confused!"

"Why should a man who is possessed by evil say more words?"

"Fellow daoists, make a quick decision!"

The power of the fourteen-dimensional god transformed towards Wujian Peak, and Jiuxiao Nascent Soul, who was standing not far away, retreated quickly, not daring to get involved.

Su Wu felt a chill in his heart, and used his secret technique to send a message silently, then walked toward the sky with an arrogant laugh.

"If I don't show my ambition as a swordsman, I have a three-foot green edge and a seven-foot body. Who knows my common mind? A hero will be tortured at the end of his life!"

When the Divine Transformation Sword came out, the space vortex swept across, and the spiritual energy boiled like a pan of oil meeting water.

A sword shot into the sky, Su Wu's white clothes flew, and he faced the fourteen transformed gods alone with a sad smile.

"It's just death."

(End of this chapter)