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Chapter 210 A wisp of sword energy

"Uncle, little master!"

"Why did you die like this..."

At the foot of Jinling Mountain, the sound of crying and howling shook the heaven and the earth, white sails were fluttering, sorrow and joy were everywhere, many inner and outer disciples were reduced to tears, and it was very lively.

But look closely,

Many people had cold eyes and looked up at the mountain from time to time. Their expressions were not fake, and they allowed the water droplets condensed by the spell to slide down their cold cheeks and splash to the ground.

"Senior Brother Zhou, if we do this, will it happen to the sect... After all, that mortal is the descendant of our great-uncle."

Someone was uneasy and said.

"No need to worry!"

Zhou Kun said confidently: "That person will soon be revealed as a mere mortal. Not only will we not be guilty, but we will also achieve great success!"

"You and I will benefit from this, and there is no doubt that we will be able to build a foundation!"

His confidence infected the surrounding disciples, their cries became louder and their expressions became more vivid.

"What if he refuses to come down? This mortal shouldn't have the courage."

someone else asked.

"That's better!"

Zhou Kun laughed loudly.

"To still endure such a shame and humiliation is to be a complete mortal ant."

"A mere ant, who doesn't care about living, just wants to promote some kind of great rule of the world, and dares to occupy the second-level top-grade spiritual veins of the Immortal Sect, this is a way to die!"

"Later, I will break off its limbs with my own hands and let you and others deal with it!"

"Goodbye, brother!"

Several people around him were overjoyed and showed happy expressions. They were all targets who had been punished by the Mortal Inspectorate before.

any reform,

Verbal warnings are useless, no matter how earnest they are.

In order to implement his own rule, the Mortal Supervisor had killed chickens and monkeys many times, and killed many local wealthy families and county families who had done many evil things, many of whom were relatives of some inner and outer disciples.

……

"What about this."

In the distance, Li Qingyun said a little unbearably.

There was a circle of people around, including Chen Xi, Wu Makong, Fazheng and others.

It was due to his protection that Chen Xi and others were not further angered. Although they and their family suffered heavy losses, they survived the resentment of many inner and outer disciples.

"Elder brother, that's all."

Wu Makong said seriously.

After cultivating immortality, he fully realized the gap between Tianlinggen and himself, and no longer fought against him. Instead, he quickly got closer to a group of young talents from the Seven Feathers Sect after Li Qingyun came out of seclusion.

"Even you, at this age and at this level, will not conflict with any of the foundation-building seniors." Wu Makong sneered, "But what about him?"

"Just a mortal."

"As soon as he came, he took away the second-level top-quality spiritual vein cave of Chu Fengxi, the master of the golden veins, and then participated in the golden elixir Taoist struggle between Master Zhou Yulong, a peak-building monk, and sought his own death."

"If he doesn't die, who will die?"

Everyone around him seemed to take it seriously.

"Indeed."

Li Qingyun looked stern and learned this lesson.

No matter how good the talent is, it is only the future, but now is the present. That person...even if he has some talent and breaks through to Qi training, he cannot escape the malicious intent of the two foundation-building forces.

"Uncle, little master!"

"Why did you die like this..."

After waiting for a long time, no one was seen. The inner and outer disciples at the foot of the mountain became more and more excited, and their cries shook the heaven and the earth.

"he came!"

The crying suddenly stopped.

Everyone looked towards the mountain.

A young man in green clothes, with handsome appearance and fluttering Taoist robes, walked down slowly.

Twelve beautiful girls with different looks lined up in two rows, some holding jade umbrellas, some wearing colorful ribbons, some wearing fairy swords, following him step by step.

"Your name is Zhou Kun?"

Jiang Ding looked at the young Taoist in front of him and asked softly.

"I've met my great uncle."

The Seven Feather Sect's etiquette rules are strict to maintain the dignity of the elders. Even if they don't want to, all disciples have to salute.

"Little Master Uncle."

Zhou Kun's consciousness roughly scanned the person in front of him. After a moment, his eyes completely relaxed, and he said with a playful smile: "Someone suspects that you have been snatched away by a demon. Please follow me to the punishment hall."

"This is all for your safety." "No, make it difficult for the disciples!"

Zhou Kun's expression turned cold, and the huge spiritual consciousness at the peak of Qi training was suppressed, enough to condense the souls of most mortals.

"Ok."

Jiang Ding nodded, and a little light blue sword energy leaked out from his fingers.

"what?!"

Zhou Kun thought he heard wrongly and sneered: "You don't think that a mere innate can resist the sect's disrespectful laws, do you?"

The sword energy left his fingers and slashed towards his throat.

"In that case, don't blame the disciple for being rude!"

Zhou Kun was overjoyed, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The magic power at the peak of qi training surged, and a high-grade magic weapon shield floated up, and then after murmuring words, a high-grade magic weapon jade seal quickly grew in size, and suppressed the people in front.

"He's going to die."

Wu Makong said flatly, feeling somewhat sad that the rabbit died and the fox died.

"Zhou Kun is too cautious. Even facing an innate warrior, he has to use two high-grade magic weapons at the same time, leaving him no chance."

"This is to kill him instantly and prevent him from showing his fighting ability, which may cause other seniors to cherish his talent!"

Li Qingyun nodded silently and looked over there, as if he wanted to witness the fall of a generation of geniuses, the number one in the dragon and phoenix rankings, and write it down to warn himself of his often slack mind.

"impossible!"

Li Qingyun's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed.

"fall!"

The ferocity on Zhou Kun's face was no longer concealed. Mana poured in from all over his body. The jade seal enlarged to a height of several feet and was even more ripples overflowing. Everything around him was extremely slow.

but see,

A wisp of light blue sword energy flew out from his fingers.

The high-grade jade seal magical weapon quietly broke into two halves, and the sword aura was not damaged at all.

In the blink of an eye, he split the high-grade shield weapon, and then cut open his shield silently.

Then, it flew towards his head.

"impossible!"

The ferocity on Zhou Kun's face turned into fear, burning his essence and blood, turning into a ray of light and fleeing frantically.

"Forgive me!"

"Uncle, little master! I suffered from Zhou Deng..."

call out!
The faint blue sword energy passed through, and his body stiffened and paused, silently splitting into two halves in mid-air, and his internal organs were left behind.

A person at the peak of Qi training died like this.

There was dead silence.

Everyone's eyes widened, suspecting that their eyes were wrong.

"I...remember."

Li Qingyun's voice was dry.

"The first time and the second time I saw him, I couldn't help but ignore him. I thought that after cultivating immortality and gaining spiritual consciousness, there would be changes..."

Silent.

No one responded to his words and fell into horror.

"Is there anyone else who needs advice?"

Jiang Ding looked around at the inner and outer disciples wearing sackcloth and mourning, and asked.

All the disciples wearing sackcloth and mourning were trembling and their faces were pale. They hurriedly tore off the white cloth on their bodies, not daring to look up, with a look of fear on their faces.

"Liu Sanqi."

"The little one is here."

Liu Sanqi's face turned red with excitement and he was extremely respectful.

"How do these people deal with it?"

"Malicious slander and slander against elders, entanglement between many people, should be sent to the punishment hall, and at least ten or more culprits should be killed." Liu Sanqi said without hesitation: "Anyone else who participates will be demoted to the mine slaves and sent to He must work in the mines for 20 years before he can atone for his sins."

The others' bodies were trembling more and more, but they didn't dare to have the slightest objection.

"That's it."

Jiang Ding nodded slightly and looked at an old man in gray robe who had come over to him at some point, with a surprised look on his face.

"Can a Foundation-Building Monk also command a Foundation-Building Death Warrior?"

"Junior, die!"

The old man in gray robe had a miserable look on his face and no longer concealed it. The violent foundation-building pressure poured out, making all the Qi-training disciples around him go blank.

A top-grade fire dragon magical weapon that gathered all the mana and blood essence of the foundation-building cultivator opened its hot mouth and swallowed it downwards.

(End of this chapter)