Dragon Vein Imperial Mausoleum.

Grass Pecking Cliff Waterfall.

Nalan Rongruo stood on the edge of the waterfall, feeling the anger in his chest, almost pissed to death.

When I was in the Sword Sect, I heard my senior brothers say that the people in Yijian Tingyu Pavilion were shameless. I didn’t believe it at that time. Now I only know when I really saw it that this can’t be described as shameless.

Standing ten meters away opposite her, Nangong Jie was dressed in white, holding a three-foot long sword. He looked like a person, and was indescribable, but his character was extremely dirty.

The young master of Yijian Tingyu Pavilion, who was eighteen years old, was known as the genius boy who carried the future of the Rain Pavilion.

He can actually do something that robs prey, sneaks attacks behind his back, and tells lies with his eyes open. Even if the two sects have a feud and look down on each other, the sword is fighting for the best. Don’t you feel disgusting to do such a disgusting thing?

But in the current situation, the two Starry Realm senior brothers led by Qingqiu Jianmen have both been killed, and the remaining six people are all disciples of the Spirit Realm and are not matches of Nangong Jie at all.

You definitely can't beat it.

I could only glar at me.

"Before I haven't changed my mind yet, throw the three-eyed spiritual deer over and you can leave." Nangong Jie's mouth showed the smile of the winner, and he stretched out his finger to the spiritual deer behind Nalan Rongruo.

None of the six disciples of the Qingqiu Sword Sect spoke, but just held the sword's hand and tried harder.

Qisheng Hua and Yue Shu, who were standing in front of Nalan Rongruo, had begun to adjust their breathing. They raised their wrists slightly, the hilt of swords facing inwards, the blades facing outwards, and a trace of determination flashed through their bright eyes.

The two of them are the only male disciples left on Qingqiu Jianmen's trip. At this moment, they naturally took action first.

Even though the disciples of Qingqiu Sword Sect knew that they could not beat them, they had never heard of anyone who dared not take action.

Nangong Jie noticed the eyes of the two of them, and also saw the movement of their wrists. He knew that what he said was taken as a wind in his ears. His brows stood and frowned, and a hint of impatientness flashed in his eyes, "Don't toast or not eat the punishment. What you want now is the spirit deer. If you don't know how to politely, then what you want is the life of all you all. Judging from your appearance, it should be the first time you go out to practice. I really want to throw all the corpses and the bones are gone!"

He glanced at Nalan Rongruo, "The female disciple who is as beautiful as a flower, will be eaten by ferocious beasts without any recognition. I don't know if you dare to reincarnate after going to the underworld."

"If all of us die here, we will naturally have a senior brother who will seek revenge from you."

Nalan Rongruo said coldly. Her appearance was a typical baby face, with two cute dimples on the corners of her mouth. Even if she glared at her now, it would make people feel disgusted. Instead, she felt a little pitiful.

"madness!"

"Innocent!"

"You have no problem with your brain?"

"Everyone is dead, who can know that I killed you!"

"Even if you know, who dares to come to seek revenge on me? I am the young master of Yijian Tingyu Pavilion. Do your senior brothers dare to come to Nanyue? Even if you come, will you still have the life to go back?"

Nangong Jie pointed at Nalan Rongruo and laughed unrestrainedly. This young female disciple was so stupid and cute that she couldn't bear to take action.

"You are stupid!"

"Your whole family is stupid!"

"Go to die!"

Nalan Rongruo listened to Nangong Jie's unrestrained ridicule, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he shouted coldly. He instantly drew out the long sword from his waist. With an unyielding posture, he swept through the ten-meter distance between the two of them in the blink of an eye and slashed at Nangong Jie with a sword.

Nalan Rongruo started with Qingqiu Sword Gate, which was the first to enter the Nine Swords.

"A little trick!"

Nangong Jie seemed to have expected it, and gently tapped the ground with his toes and retreated for several meters. Then he waved his fingers and the long sword in his hand stabbed Nalan Rongruo's wind with a blue light.

The blue light turned into a fog in the air. It was obviously a sword, but it seemed to be endless, hundreds of swords in my eyes.

After Nalan Rongruo's swords fell to the sky, he turned his wrist and the remaining eight swords of the nine swords followed one by one.

Thorn rain, frost, fog, thunder, breaking mountains, breaking water, soaring clouds, burning the sun.

One sword after another.

While setting out the sword, he shouted lightly, as if he was practicing a sword.

For disciples of Qingqiu Sword Sect, the most familiar and easiest sword technique to get started is the sword technique. After starting to cut the wind, the other eight swords were almost subconscious actions, and they didn't even need to go through the brain.

The Nine Swords ended, and Nalan Rongruo instantly returned to the sword to defend, her chest slightly flushed, and her little face turned red. Although she kept breathing with her mouth open, her eyes were full of excitement. This was her first time going out to participate in a trial, and it was also the first time she fought with life and death, and she was a genius who was one level higher than her. She originally thought that the entry-level Nine Swords would not allow her to use it, but she did not expect it to be so smooth. Did she have an unusual talent for combat?

"careful!"

The junior brother's in unison scream came from his ears, and then he saw that the rain and mist that had been shattered in the air actually produced another sword with a very ghost and stabbed Nalan Rongruo's heart at an extremely tricky angle.

Feeling the sword energy coming towards him and looking at the ghost sword shadow that approached instantly, Nalan Rongruo's reaction was obviously a beat slower than before. After all, he was a rookie who fought for the first time, so he didn't understand the force skills of the battle between life and death. He only knew that he had all his strength to attack and did not leave any defensive strength. At this time, it was the time when the old power had been exhausted and the new power had not yet been born.

"The sword of Qingqiu Sword Gate."

"But that's it!"

"Use sword to control energy?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Nangong Jie shouted lightly, "Today I will let you see what is the real sword technique! What is the real king of swords!"

After the words are finished.

The sword arrives!

At the critical moment, the two male disciples of the Qingqiu Sword Sect who had been watching the battle were watching intently, one of them defended with swords, resisted Nangong Jie's ghost sword, and the other one reached out and pulled Nalan Rongruo directly, swung his sword to attack.

However, the difference in realms cannot be compensated by the number of people, not to mention that Nangong Jie uses his energy to control his sword, and he is good at long-distance attacks. The higher the realm, the more powerful it is.

The sword of the body first passed through Qi Shenghua's wrist, then pierced Yue Shu's shoulder, and finally pointed directly into the middle of Nalan Rongruo's eyebrows.

The remaining three female disciples of the Qingqiu Jianmen who had not taken action had no time to rescue him, so they could only let out a scream, but the exclamation was a little strange, and they did not seem to be too sad, with only shock in their voices.

The tragedy is about to happen.

And at this moment, a voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

"stop!"

The two simple words, like possessing extraordinary magic power, the sword that stabbed Nalan Rongruo really stopped at the place between her eyebrows.

Can't stop.

Don't dare to stop.

Because while Nangong Jie was sending that voice, he felt an extremely dangerous signal coming from the back of his head, and at the same time he felt a sharp sting.

Close to the back of his head, there was a sword!

Nangong Jie in the Starry Realm did not sense it at all. What kind of sword is so weird!

As he climbed the stone steps of the Grass Pecking Cliff, a figure gradually appeared. He looked far away at the front and rushed behind Nangong Jie at the back. "Who was the one who said that the sword in Qingqiu Sword Sect was just like this, and it was ridiculous to say that using swords to control energy is extremely ridiculous?"

(The second update today.)
Chapter completed!