The square sword roared sharply, and the giant pestle roared lowly.
After a fight between Wu Shi and Bai Wenwei, they immediately fell below. Seeing that the opponent's small sword pierced in the air again, they did not dodge or avoid, and they had all their strength to meet.
The huge body of the pestle was slashed by the green small sword, and the powerful Yuan power roared.
There was always a sharp light in Bai Wenwei's eyes, and he had already had a murderous intention to kill the young man in front of him.
Wu Shi swept the big pestle in his hand and swung the small sword that was waiting for an opportunity to attack. In a moment, the two had fought more than thirty times.
Compared to the Bai Wenwei's battle, the more brave the more he fought, Wu Shi felt that the other party's Yuanli was strange and difficult to understand.
It's no wonder that Chen Gang has been unconscious since he led him back to Zhan Wufeng. Then Chen Gang was sent out of the sect and had no time to lead the newly acquired inner disciple to the Zanggong Pavilion to select the great five elements of the martial arts practice.
Bai Wenwei was different. On that day, he was successfully promoted to an inner disciple, and was immediately led by Chen Yuan to the Nei Zongzang Gong Pavilion to select wood-like martial arts. After nearly a month of practice, he had already started practicing the art of harness and practiced many combat skills.
Seeing another wave of rapid attack coming, Wu Shi had no choice but to have a thought, hold the Xuanhei pestle in his hand tightly, and smash it forward with all his might.
Unexpectedly, a gloating look flashed in Bai Wenwei's eyes, and the little sword turned sharply and came from the most incredible angle.
Wu Shi couldn't hold back his power, and immediately rolled on the ground, avoiding the sharpness of the small sword. The second sword came again! Wu Shi snorted coldly, paused the big man on the ground, and then jumped high.
If you don’t hold back, you will be able to blast out with all your strength!
Bai Wenwei seemed to want to show his recent cultivation gains in front of Wu Shi, and he would not dodge. The blue Yuanli kept ringing around the green small sword in his hand, and a faint Yuanli gushed out towards the tip of the sword.
Xuanhei big pestle was smashed down on his head, and the small sword was slashed downwards and upwards!
Bai Wenwei took a few steps back, but Wu Shi was knocked back and swept several feet away. Then his face was pale, and his heart was filled with blood. He had to barely use a big pestle to support his shaking body.
Bai Wenwei, who wanted to kill Wu Shi, saw his current predicament, and was afraid that he would even lose the power to swing the big pestle. Then his mind quickly changed. He grabbed the flying little sword and killed Wu Shi who was regulating his breath in front of him!
Bang! Wu Shi did not move at all, but Bai Wenwei turned back with a bang, his face pale, and the energy in his body was unstable. He saw that he had suffered a secret loss.
"Junior brother, why do you do this?" Seeing that his nephew was blocked and suffered a secret loss, Saint Chenhua immediately snorted coldly and asked in a cold voice.
"Zhanwufeng belongs to most of the sects. How could such a stingy person come to play wild?" Chenwen's master ignored Chenhua's anger and spoke coldly to Bai Wenwei.
Since the arrival of the uncle and nephew, he was not only guilty of the resolute young man in front of him as soon as he entered the mountain, but what annoyed him even more was that the people from Tianyuan Pavilion were so despicable! It would be fine if they didn't care about the right thing to do with the same sect, but there were still departments like the outer sect and Xing Wutang that carried out the rewards and punishments of the sect.
Chenhua's behavior has long violated the sect's principles!
If the Chenwen Master did not come from a family at this time, he would not be worthy of being a sect member.
"Can you want to keep protecting this kid until death, and you are destined to be an enemy of my Tianyuan Pavilion?" Chenhua raised his eyebrows and said aggressively, which immediately deteriorated the situation of Chenwen Master.
"So what? If everyone in Tianyuan Pavilion is like you, come to ask for guilt without any discretion, then even if the Tianyuan Pavilion is dispersed!" Chenwen was extremely annoyed by his words, and he was not angry at all.
"Okay, Chenwen, you are very backbone!" Chenhua was furious and looked at him with a sneer.
"Since I am born as a sect, I am not afraid of being a little girl. My senior brother can report this matter to the sect. If Xingwutang has an order, even if I want to take the lead of this, what kind of complaint will my junior brother have?" Chenwen said coldly, and changed the subject: "It's just that this matter only involves our external sect and Xingwutang. If the senior brother wants to take charge, he is afraid that he will be overwhelmed by the sect's principles. The senior brother is so arrogant, but where does the major part of the sect place?"
Chen Wen's words are gentle, but it reveals the key point. The people from Tianyuan Pavilion are so powerful, wouldn't they ignore the rest of the sect?
Chenhua was quick-witted after all, and he didn't argue anymore when he heard Chen Wen's words, and he still snorted coldly.
"Haha, what is Uncle Wen saying? Uncle Hua came here because of the morality of the sect that he had just arrived in person to punish the culprit. This did not violate the principles of the sect, nor did he despise the other majority of the sects. Our Tianyuan Pavilion and the Zhanwu Hall belong to the Chenwu lineage, so how could we have a different ambition to do this thing to provoke right and wrong?"
Chen Wen looked at the young man who was talking to him coldly. His casual appearance was somewhat similar to Chenhua. No wonder there was a saying in the southern wilderness: Birds of birds gather together, and beasts gather together. This young man's words were a person who was good at sophistry and clever words.
"Who are you?"
"Seventh disciple of the Great Elder of Tianyuan Pavilion, Zhao Xiaoer."
This person was one of the two disciples who went down the mountain with Chenhua a few days ago.
"It turns out that he is a genius disciple of Lord Tianyuan. It seems that I am really old. Even a clown like you dare to stand up and question the sect's principles!"
He may not know if others are told, but he has to know the disciples who are now the chief elder of Tianyuan Pavilion. Although the various divisions of the sect do not move around frequently, once they come and go, they must mobilize foreign sects to get in hand.
Chen Wen also knew a little about the situation of most sects, and had heard of the many disciples of the elders of each tribe. All the elders in the sect who were responsible for the affairs of the sect, in the past, except Chen Gang, had almost all the disciples of the direct disciples.
Zhao Xiaoer was born under the Tianyuan Pavilion and was a disciple of the Great Elder. Chen Wen naturally heard something about it. But in the words he heard, it was mostly the rumors that this disciple was not enterprising, was idle all day long, and delayed his practice.
Seeing him today, Zhao Xiaoer is really eloquent and distorted black and white. How could he be so angry?
Zhao Xiaoer heard the ridicule in Chenwen's words, and was also secretly annoyed that she had poor cultivation. However, she still smiled: "The genius cannot be called a genius, but at least she entered the sect before Junior Brother Wu. She could still know the weeds of the disciples of various divisions of the sect. I don't know why Master Chen Gang was so negligent and chose such foolish closed disciples?"
He said with a sharp edge, but he led the conversation to Wu Shi without any trace. After all, he came here because of the dull young man in front of him.
Wu Shi adjusted his breathing and saw that Zhao Xiaoer was relied on his identity and spoke indifferently, he immediately became angry. The three people in Tianyuan Pavilion were indeed the same as each other. From the elders of the tribe to the new inner disciples, they were all so arrogant. They shouted to deal with him, and laughed at the right time with the authentic sect.
"Senior brother said that I was vulgar in the martial arts hall, so I will come and experience the supreme cultivation of my senior brother."
The morning text master paused and thought that this young man was very familiar with the matter. However, he had reached this point and had to make a move. In the end, he had spent some effort.
At this time, he could no longer stop it. Zhao Xiaoer waited for this sentence: "Haha, my junior brother is so ignorant that he actually openly provoked my Tianyuan Pavilion. If my senior brother is not good, he will definitely have a chance to compete with you."
Zhao Xiaoer's eyes turned, and a hint of excitement was deeply hidden by him. After being promoted to an inner disciple for more than ten years, his cultivation has remained at the early stage of the ninth-level mind selection, and he has no time to improve.
Originally, he thought that with his master's status, he should be able to win him a few magic pills refined in the sect. How could he know that the great elder of Tianyuan Pavilion, Chen Ku, despised such behavior and refused him in one go. In a state of depression, Bai Wenwei appeared.
The appearance of Bai Wenwei made his mind come alive immediately. His junior brother, his uncle Chen Yuan, went to Juezhu to lead him back to Tianyuan Pavilion, which shows Chen Yuan's respect for this disciple.
Chen Yuan is different from Chen Sang's old-fashioned nature and has a very active mind. When Zhao Xiaoer found the news of the wind, she immediately held the thoughts of the dead Wang Er. She asked her uncle for a elixir to improve her cultivation through Chen Yuan, her beloved disciple.
I guess I will be able to take advantage of this genius junior brother.
In the past few days, he has worked hard on Bai Wenwei. After Bai Wenwei entered the mountain, he led him to various places in Tianyuan Pavilion and introduced all the master brothers to let him know. Later, he followed Bai Wenwei to the outer sect and subdued the disciples of the outer sect.
"This Wu Shi is the opponent of his junior brother. If the senior brother is interested, it will not be too late to take action after he asks for advice." Bai Wenwei hated Liexiling and Chen Gang very much, but Wu Shi had another gap with him. He now had no favoritism against the martial arts department.
Wu Shi had already seen through the visitor and immediately sneered: "Let's go together like this. Since your Tianyuan Pavilion has done such a behavior, you are not afraid of being a laughing stock of the sect."
Chen Wen was about to shout, but Wu Shixin was so quick that he couldn't stop him. He could only sigh inwardly that the young man was reckless. Now, even if he wanted to help him, he wouldn't be able to help him.
Although the disciples of the sect prohibited the same sect from slaughtering each other, they still allowed them to seek advice from each other. Now Wu Shi has agreed and there is no room for improvement in everything.
"My junior brother is so bold. In this way, I can't refuse, so as not to laugh at me as the people in Tianyuan Pavilion."
Bai Wenwei wanted to speak out, and happened to see Zhao Xiaoer's silence-tested smiley face. He immediately held back and walked out. Chenwen's master hesitated and did not leave immediately. He secretly said that once the three people were too moved, he would stop it.
Two sword lights lit up in an instant, and Zhao Xiaoer's sword light was obviously much stronger than Bai Wenwei.
Seeing this, the bright girl in green clothes felt very nervous. But she did not go to Juezuka, the back mountain of the sect, to choose square tools, and she could not give up any effort to the battle between the three people in front of her.
Ding Ding Dangdang! Wu Shi's face was pale and he tried hard to resist the first round of attacks between the two. Unexpectedly, there was a severe pain on his left shoulder, and then a large amount of blood oozed out of the arrow wound that had not yet recovered.
Seeing the second wave of attacks suddenly arrived, it was Zhao Xiaoer's main attack, and Bai Wenwei Anshi's sneak attack and stabbed towards the side with an extremely tricky attack.
"Hmph, I'm really shameless, hit one!" A muffled voice came from behind the Saint Chenhua, but it was a sledgehammer with a simple expression. He was angry and blurted out.
After watching for a while, the honest young man didn't want to look at him anymore and turned around and left.
Zhao Xiaoer pretended not to be heard of, and the strength in her hands became even more serious.
Wu Shi took a few steps back and barely avoided the attacks of the two. The Xuanhei pestle became extremely hot after being slashed one after another. As his palms intersected, the tiger's mouth suddenly hurt. When he glanced at it, the tiger's mouth had been shattered.
Stains of blood were flowing through the Xuanhei Pestle and spreading downwards.
Zhao and Bai attacked one after another. Wu Shi had no choice but to dodge two long swords, but was approached by Bai Wenwei and punched in the chest.
Amid Fang Caiwei's screams, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Wu Shi's mouth, and the figure instantly fell dozens of feet away, approaching the edge of the plank road.
The blood that was spewing was somehow stopped in the air, and then spread towards the black pestle in Wu Shi's hand, and the sound of the pestle was covered in the blink of an eye.
The Xuanhei Pestle was like resurrection, and a strong and uncast Yuan power came from the arrogant pestle.
The golden light flowed, and the black pestle body was burning like fire, slowly revealing two blood-colored words: Subduing demons!