Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Seeing that the nine heavy swords were about to fall.

Xiao Kun's expression became more and more proud.

Qing Jiujiu stood calmly: "That's it?"

She put one hand on her waist and held the rattle in the other hand, waving it so fast that afterimages appeared. Only nine sounds of "dong dong dong..." were heard, and the nine heavy swords were directly slapped back and stabbed towards Xiao Kun and others.

Xiao Kun and the other nine were stunned, stepped on the ground, and dodged upwards in panic.

The nine heavy swords passed through them, and the lower half of their bodies were almost cut off.

Qing Jiujiu curled her lips, bounced up, and instantly came to their heads, holding the rattle and smashing it down, "dong dong dong..." Another nine consecutive times, hitting Xiao Kun and the other nine like green onions stuck in the ground.

Qing Jiujiu spun around, fell gently, and put the rattle behind her back with one hand.

"How is it? Is it exciting?"

Xiao Kun and the other nine were slapped so hard that they saw stars and were dizzy.

After a moment, Xiao Kun recovered first. He secretly circulated his spiritual energy and tried to fly up. His body had just come out halfway.

Qing Jiujiu raised the rattle and "biang" it at his head.

Xiao Kun was hit back.

Another cultivator recovered and was ready to fly up.

Qing Jiujiu slapped it with his backhand again.

Just like that, one got up, and Qing Jiujiu slapped one down. One got up, and one got down.

In the distance, Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruochu nodded their heads as they "got up, got down, got up, got down".

Good guy! Playing whack-a-mole here?

After playing for about half an hour, Qing Jiujiu felt that it was really boring, so she directly raised her cultivation to the maximum and concentrated it on the rattle, and "bang" sounded.

The nine Beimeizhou cultivators were instantly wiped out, without even a chance to shout.

Bai Ruochu took a deep breath.

No wonder, no wonder my sister said Qing Jiujiu was the most powerful!

It's only been a month since we last met, and Qing Jiujiu's cultivation has leaped forward again!

Bai Qingyao's eyes were shining with golden light.

Is this a strong person?

She also wanted to be such a strong person! Really, really wanted to.

Qing Jiujiu put away the rattle, clapped her hands, and walked towards them.

Bai Qingyao didn't look serious, but Bai Ruochu was seriously injured, and his face, as gentle as jade, was as pale as paper.

"Why didn't you bring more people with you when you went out?" Qing Jiujiu couldn't help but frown.

The eyes of the two dimmed.

"We did, but they all died."

Qing Jiujiu thought so too, after all, it was Beimeizhou, the strongest force on the Yellow Star Strength List. Although they only sent their third-class warriors, they were all in the Hedao period.

The difference in strength is too big. Even if there are many people, it is useless.

It seems that there should be many sect monks who were killed along the way, and there should be many monks from other states who sneaked into the sect competition by pretending to be killed.

Qing Jiujiu raised her hand and whispered.

"Infinite blood recovery."

A red light rose from the ground under their feet and enveloped them.

After a while, the two of them recovered as before.

Bai Ruochu touched his chest and looked at Qing Jiujiu in disbelief.

Is this... a healing technique?

He has only heard of healing pills and talismans, but has never seen a healing technique. Qing Jiujiu is really a strange person!

No wonder my sister changed her mind about her. She was impressed by her strength! You know, my sister's arrogant and arrogant personality has never been defeated by anyone!

Qing Jiujiu took back her hand, "You are fine now. You should not participate in this sect competition. Many forces from outside the barrier have already entered. I am afraid it will be a fierce battle and difficult to deal with. You will die if you go."

Bai Ruochu frowned.

No, the royal family has declined in recent years. If they don't participate in this sect competition, they will be looked down upon by those autonomous sects.

After a few more years, the royal family may not be the royal family anymore.

As the prince, although he is weak, he should not retreat at this time.

Bai Qingyao understands her brother's thoughts very well.

She wants to participate in her brother's place, but she has entered the Tianji Pavilion and is not qualified to participate in the sect competition.

Qing Jiujiu shook her head and saw their thoughts at a glance.

"How stupid! Look, those foreign cultivators can steal the identities of other sects in our Jiuzhou and sneak into the sect competition, so why can't we?"

Qing Jiujiu rolled her eyes.

Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruochu nodded in enlightenment.

"Yes, I can borrow those dead royal monks to participate in the sect competition." Bai Qingyao smiled happily and turned to look at Bai Ruochu, "Brother, I'll participate in your place!"

"But," Bai Ruochu wanted to refuse, but he couldn't say it. He was too bad and was so much weaker than his sister. How could he refuse?

Qing Jiujiu...She rolled her eyes and looked at Bai Qingyao, "Your brother can't do it, do you think you can do it? You saw that they are all Hedao! You just took the pill that can improve your cultivation, right? But how can you keep taking this kind of quick-acting pill? Aren't you afraid of ruining your foundation?"

Bai Qingyao lowered her head and lowered her eyes after being scolded, her lips moved slightly.

I understand the truth, but there is no other way.

Qing Jiujiu shook her head.

Ah!

These two brothers and sisters who are enemies.

Forget it, she met them all, it can be regarded as fate.

Qing Jiujiu took out four pills, "Hey, these two pills will break through to Lianxu, and after eating them, take these two pills to break through to Hedao."

Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruochu's pupils were shocked.

Qing Jiujiu actually has such a good thing!

And, she gave it to them so generously! ?