Their third senior brother's face changed drastically, and he took out the jade-bone white fan in his hand and shot it directly at the head of the gloomy-faced male cultivator. The gloomy-faced man then realized that something was wrong with the top of his head. When he looked up, his mind was suddenly shaken, and Lan Yue shot out a sword energy from his sword.

He struck directly on the top of his head, and at the same time swept the sword towards the third senior brother's jade-bone white fan. With a gloomy face, he quickly raised his crossbow in an attempt to resist Lan Yue's sword energy. "Crack!"

There seemed to be a slight crisp sound... Lan Yue stopped looking at him and rushed directly towards the third senior brother again. The third senior brother was holding the jade-bone white fan that flew back to his hand but only half of it was left, and he felt heartbroken.

Twitch! His top-quality spiritual weapon, the Jade Bone Fan, was actually broken by this female cultivator's sword! How dare she! Heartbroken and extremely angry, the third senior brother looked at Lan Yue who dared to attack, and he still had half of his persistence left.

Jade Bone White Fan rushed forward with anger. He wanted this damn woman to pay the price! The group of people who originally rushed towards Lan Yue were terrified because they saw the eighth brother who was using the crossbow still holding it upward.

Crossbow posture. "Ah! Ah! Ah!!"

Suddenly, the female cultivator from the Wushuang Sect seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and screamed uncontrollably. In her horrified sight, their eighth senior brother's body was split into two, and then collapsed one to the left and the other to the right.

The ground and blood spurted out in an instant. The eighth senior brother was split in half by the female cultivator's sword energy! How is it possible? The eighth senior brother is in the early stage of the Spirit King, and this female cultivator is in the late stage of the great spiritual master! How could the eighth senior brother not be able to withstand it?

Can he stop her sword energy? The third senior brother who was fighting Lan Yue heard the scream of the female cultivator and quickly glanced over there. His hands trembled in shock. How could the eighth junior brother die? But the master fought against him.

In the blink of an eye of the fight, he flashed his sword light, and a sword energy swept directly towards his throat. In the frightened eyes of the third brother of the Wushuang Sect, he only saw the sword energy sweeping towards him,

He felt the biting cold air on his neck, and he hurriedly leaned back to avoid Lan Yue's sword energy, which passed across the tip of his nose. He only felt pain on the tip of his nose, and when he reached out to touch it, his hand was filled with blood. He was so strong.

Sword Qi! He suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart. I am afraid that this late-stage great spiritual master is not really a late-stage great spiritual master, but a master pretending to be a late-stage great spiritual master, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger! "Junior sister, misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding.

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He pointed on his toes, kept dodging, and kept shouting about misunderstanding. At this time, he was in such a mess that he still looked like the gentle scum he was before. Misunderstanding? Lan Yue sneered in her heart. If the situation were reversed at this moment,

, she became the person who fled in this embarrassment, maybe it was not a misunderstanding. Her feet did not pause at all, and the sword moves in her hands were faster. The third brother of the Wushuang Sect could not dodge, so he had to raise the remaining half of the jade bone white fan in his hand and hastily dealt with it.

The long sword holding the moon. But the moment the fan swords touched each other, like a knife cutting tofu, the fan of the third brother of the Wushuang Sect was instantly cut in half, leaving a short section of the fan handle in his hand.

Holding it. "Why are you still hanging around? Why don't you hurry up and join us!"

The third senior brother was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly called to his fellow juniors and sisters who were already frightened. If he hadn't acted quickly just now, his head would have been cut off. "Hurry! Come on!"

The people of the Wushuang Sect who were surrounded by fear suddenly came to their senses. They kept shouting, but no one really dared to step forward without fear of death. After all, the body of the Eighth Senior Brother, which was cut into two, was still there.

The third senior brother cursed "trash" in his heart, tiptoed, and rushed towards his junior brothers and sisters. They were unkind, so don't blame him for being unjust. The friendship between fellow students and other things can only be said after surviving. When others see him, they will

Lan Yue led them to them, and he was so frightened that he wanted to run away. The third senior brother was crazy! He actually wanted to be led to them by this female murderer. What did he want to do?! But there was no way Lan Yue could run away for them.

With the opportunity, he raised his hand, and a few magic talismans directly trapped all of them inside. At the same time, he took out a small bottle, flicked his finger on the bottom of the bottle, and a stream of powder suddenly floated into the middle of them, and everyone smelled it.

The unspeakable stench, as if the dozen of them had not taken a shower for several months, made these monks who had always felt refreshed and refreshed since practicing almost want to vomit. "vomit..." Then

The female cultivator covered her mouth and almost vomited it out. It smelled too bad! "Don't even think about crushing your identity plate and getting out. You've been poisoned. No one will detoxify you when you get out."

Lan Yue shook a small bottle in her hand. She was originally going to practice swordsmanship with her third brother, but ended up trying to run away after hitting him. "You...what do you want to do?"

The female cultivator's face turned pale with fright. Looking at Lan Yue now, she could see that she still had not the slightest bit of arrogance from before. Their third senior brother had to secretly put down the identity plate that he was about to crush in his hands, completely ignoring the looks of the junior brothers around him.

Resentful eyes. "Don't worry, I don't want your lives. Didn't you just want to take away my identity plate? Now it's your turn, just throw it out."

As soon as Lan Yue finished speaking, the third senior brother just threw it out. "Very good, those who understand current affairs are heroes."

Lan Yue nodded in approval, then looked at the others who were still hesitating. The others saw Lan Yue's unkind gaze and hurriedly threw out their identity plates. "Can you let us go now?"

The female cultivator asked with a trembling voice, and subconsciously stayed away from her third senior brother. "Haha... where is your storage ring storage bag?"
Chapter completed!