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041 don't

The formation was released in the blink of an eye, and Xie Pingwu was caught off guard and trapped by countless talismans around him.

The Evergreen Sect allows its disciples to bring any offensive equipment that is not higher than the top grade. Although it is not that fair, there is never absolute justice in the world of immortality. Origin, talent, luck, everything cannot be fair.

Chasing justice in such a world will only create inner demons for countless mediocre people.

As soon as this formation was released, Xie Pingwu discovered that this formation seemed to be an intermediate formation, but its actual power was far beyond the intermediate level. She frowned. Zhou Qian's original cultivation level was in the middle stage of Golden Core. With the blessing of this formation, although it was not enough

Victory, but...

Senior Brother Zhou sneered and swung a silver whip towards Xie Pingwu in his hand.

Bone-breaking whip.

It is of no use to monks, but it will cause irreversible damage to the body of mortals, making it useless even for cultivating immortals in the future.

With this whip, Xie Pingwu would either die, or be crippled for the rest of his life and be riddled with cold air.

Xie Pingwu's spiritual power was so weak that she couldn't use her spiritual power to resist. As a last resort, Xie Pingwu could only use her sword to block, but the power of the bone-breaking whip came towards her through the air. A cold aura spread out from the stage, and everyone was stunned.

Sensing Brother Zhou's murderous intention.

But life and death are not a concern in the sword trial stage.

Many people looked at Xie Pingwu worriedly, seeing that the cold whip with spiritual power was about to beat Xie Pingwu to pieces.

The spiritual energy enveloped the strong wind, and the long hair and wide sleeves of the girl trapped in the formation were blown messy by the wind. Just when everyone thought she would be broken like a tall green bamboo, the talisman in the girl's hand

The paper burst out with strong murderous aura, and the snow-white brilliance was bright and dazzling.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't help but look at the girl standing in the center of the light.

"Execute!" Xie Pingwu's voice was gentle and cold.

The talisman paper exploded, and the bone-breaking whip was torn into pieces by spiritual power in an instant, and Zhou Qian, who was behind him, also turned into blood mist under this move.

Xie Pingwu's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and the beautiful Xingzi's eyes seemed to be filled with compassion and indifference. She stretched out her hand, and the spiritual energy was still entangled in her Guangxiu. Xie Pingwu crushed a piece of talisman paper. Then everyone saw that Senior Brother Zhou's silk

The blood mist was also blown away, leaving only the soul, which was collected by Xie Pingwu in the talisman paper.

The inner disciples who came to Chigua for business were all stunned.

Isn’t it right? Has the current outer sect competition developed to such a terrifying level?

Wait, wait... Isn't Xie Pingwu the newly promoted junior sister of Wenwen Zonghua this year? Why does the seemingly gentle and gentle junior sister kill people so neatly and neatly, leaving no corpse behind?

Xie Pingwu held his sword and saluted the master on the stage, and then said: "The sword test stage is not about life and death. This is the remnant soul of Senior Brother Zhou."

With that said, the talisman flew towards the elder in charge of the later stage.

Several elders on the stage communicated with each other using secret messages, and the outer disciples below also communicated in the spiritual formation. Only Xie Pingwu was thinking seriously. He had already made up his mind why he wanted to fight. Is it to kill Senior Brother Zhou?

What a considerate sect organization.

Shen Congyun said: "The newly promoted Zonghua, don't grab her. You all like to fight and kill. You have all male disciples. You definitely don't know how to raise such a beautiful little girl."

The leader, Qiu Huanyu, said: "I'm afraid that his understanding of the way of swordsmanship is not inferior to that of Lang Zhong. If he is admitted..."

Elder Lu snorted coldly, "The sky is covered with green clouds and you are plagued by bad luck. I advise you to be careful. I don't dare to have this apprentice anyway."

The elders of the other fourteen hills who were listening silently spoke.

"We dare to ask for it!!!"

Elder Lu: "..."

Damn it, they all have brain problems, why would we bring them back together and be in trouble?



"The second time, Du Qiusheng versus Zhao Yu."

This competition was written by Xie Pingwu herself, so she naturally knew the details of Du Qiusheng. While cheering for Du Qiusheng, she touched the place of Xiazhuang by the way.

"Bet Du Qiusheng, ten spiritual stones." Xie Pingwu did not hesitate and bet all his wealth.

Everyone was stunned, remembering Elder Lu's evaluation of Xie Pingwu.

He is plagued by bad luck and has a broom star constitution.

The sword cultivators present all looked at Xie Pingwu as if they were looking at a benefactor, and then walked to the lower village.

Decisively bet on Zhao Yu.

Xie Pingwu: "???"

Xie Pingwu, who didn't know the truth, thought about it and realized it. In this way, Du Qiusheng could slap everyone in the face, and this kind of victory would feel satisfying.

As expected of her, I can slap her hard in the face later and bring her a huge sum of money!

As expected, Du Qiusheng was slapped hard in the face.

"This is my Bigu Pill money for tomorrow! It's just gone!!"

"Oh, oh, oh, stop talking, I only have money left to buy white steamed buns."

"You are worse off than me? I bet my sword, my sword, that is my sword! Why don't I bet my left hand, that way I won't lose my sword!!"

"It's all Elder Lu's fault. I went to Elder Lu to complain about my poverty!"

"Wake up, Elder Lu is poorer than you!"

Xie Pingwu dreamily held hundreds of spirit stones and threw them into the mustard bag. He glanced at a bunch of poor swordsmen with complicated eyes. Where is the promised academy of cultivating immortals in Northern Qing Dynasty? Where is the promised gathering place for geniuses? Why do they look like

They are a group of straight men.

Under Xie Pingwu's gaze, everyone reluctantly calmed down their expressions.

"Which peak does Junior Sister Pingwu want to go to?" Everyone hopes to have one more Junior Sister.

There were mostly men who were sword cultivators, and the few girls who were there were stronger than them, but Xie Pingwu looked very gentle, very simple, and very fairy-like.

Xie Pingwu said: "The ninth peak."

Everyone was stunned, "But Ninth Peak is very poor."

Xie Pingwu: "..."

Aren't you poor?

Out of politeness, Xie Pingwu held back his words and responded with a polite smile, "I asked with a sword, why should I care about these external things."

The senior brothers were hesitant to speak. Although the sword was the most important, and although they did not need such an external possession, the sword was the most expensive. But in order not to attack Xie Pingwu, who seemed to only be carrying a cheap green jade hairpin,

Everyone still smiled and said, "Junior Sister, your Taoist heart is stable, very, very good."

After finishing speaking, he added, "If you are short of money, you can find your senior sisters and brothers in the spiritual formation to go down the mountain to take on tasks to earn spiritual stones."

Xie Pingwu nodded, "Thank you, senior brother."

Senior brothers: What a gentle and beautiful little junior sister, she actually wants to suffer in the Ninth Peak, the poorest place.

Xie Pingwu took care of Senior Brother Zhou, and the rest of the competition passed easily, and he successfully became the first place in the competition. The next step was to announce the list of people selected for the inner sect, and the first one on this list was Xie Pingwu.

The unsuccessful outer disciples looked at Xie Pingwu with disappointment or envy.

As for Xie Pingwu herself... She was cracking melon seeds and said to Du Qiusheng: "Ah, how did you draw the God-killing Talisman? Of course it is just like other talisman papers, painted with cinnabar or blood..."
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