Shen Qin is the most powerful and the craziest among Qingfeng Qijue. Tens of millions of men have died at her hands.
Her sword was originally a sword of pure yang, but due to the long-term bloodbath and halo, its properties were changed, and the sword of pure yang turned into an evil sword of yin.
It's very evil! Without the control of its master, it can escape from its sheath, and it specializes in killing men.
She was worried that something might happen during her trip to Taiqing, so she used Yang Wu as a guide instead of talking about the origin of the evil sword.
Jiang Hao's eyes were dark and he didn't want to talk to Master He Ling.
[Fellow Taoist Heling, don’t worry! Regardless of success or failure, I, the Jiang family, will never break our promise.]
He Ling Zhenren...
She is not coveting the benefits of the Jiang family for hundreds of years? Does he simply not know her intentions?
The affection in his eyes was a mixture of infatuation and resentment. Jiang Hao was extremely unhappy and cut off contact without waiting for Na Heling to reveal the origin of the vicious sword.
He Ling felt extremely uncomfortable, and the sour feeling in her heart was about to overwhelm her.
Ji Qing strode forward with a murderous look on his face.
He Ling was extremely complicated inside, but he still put on a smile.
"Fellow Daoist Ji has superb magic skills and is invincible at the golden elixir stage of Zhenzhen Taiqing. I will definitely have a friendly discussion with Daoist friend one day!"
Compared with Master He Ling's enthusiasm, Ji Qing was much indifferent. She didn't like a person and there was no need for her to hide herself. She directly ignored Master He Ling's enthusiasm, nodded with Jiang Hao and sat aside to adjust her breath.
Such disregard can be said to be quite disrespectful. Even ordinary monks cannot bear such humiliation. However, Master Heling just smiled and dismissed the matter.
It looks so majestic and dignified.
Ji Qing was originally a focal figure, and would attract a lot of followers wherever she went. Naturally, this movement did not escape Jiang Xue, a time-travelling girl who loved to find trouble.
The disdainful face was almost deformed.
"Bah, bah, bah, there are no men in the world anymore?"
Fang Fang asked his fellow goalkeeper Yang Wu to carry him away. Lu Leyao got up and ran after the group of people.
"Zhui'er, wait for me!"
"Yaoyao! Let's go together!"
A big, thick and ugly girl, and a beauty as beautiful as a white lotus.
What kind of visual impact is that?
The word "Yaoyao" made Ji Qing's face turn cold, and he and Lu Yan stopped Lu Leyao at the exit.
Lu Yan: "Where are you going?"
Ji Qing: "I want to talk to you!"
The feeling was so strange, like two women fighting for a husband.
Li Qingchui and Jiang Xue arrived later, and Jiang Xue's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.
He reached Lu Leyao's side in an instant, and moved up to him like a weak little white flower. When he met the death gazes of the two people, he shrank his neck shamelessly, as if he was scared to death.
But he was not afraid of death and shouted loudly.
"I and Lu Leyao are innocent, and I like a man!"
If Jiang Xue hadn't made such a quibble, others wouldn't have thought of it.
Such a reminder.
All the disciples who know a few things that Lu Leyao and Lu Yan have to say...
This, this, this...
Receiving everyone's strange looks, Jiang Xue felt a little proud that she had no time to hide.
Lu Leyao...
[Should I roll my eyes at the two women in front of me, or should I just pull out Zhongtian and give them a full-on beating? Sweep the three people in the way off the Sword-holding Peak! 】
Lu Leyao really did this, and it was said that Chi Na was so happy when the light was flowing, and a folding fan shining with black light was in his hand.
"Brush!" The folding fan opened.
The wind suddenly blows, and the spiritual energy vibrates.
Together with the stunned Li Qingchui, the four women were blown away by this wave of spiritual energy.
It turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky. It only took a breath to reach the peak where Yang Wu was.
He stopped a disciple and asked where he was going, and then quickly chased after him.
Fang Fang was about to channel spiritual power to Yang Wu. As a second-generation cultivator in the world of cultivation, there was no shortage of elixirs and spiritual stones. Lu Leyao arrived just in time to protect him, and the others withdrew because they could not help.
The four women on the Sword Holding Peak were only shaken away. Except for Jiang Xue, who had a low cultivation level and was a bit unlucky, as she was the closest and was shaken to the ground, the other three were unscathed.
Not to mention the building damage.
Fighting among various sects is commonplace, and in the eyes of the elders, it is as harmless as a quarrel.
Kuang Qingtian and Yu Zhenniang from the Demon Sect looked at each other, and both got a positive answer from each other's eyes, and they had their own understanding.
The disciples of Taiqing's generation are not as united as they appear on the surface.
The battle continued, and some spectators left like Lu Leyao and others.
That night, on a remote peak, two tall figures with slender bodies walked away from the wind.
"Have you heard anything about Taiqing Lu Leyao and Lu Yan?"
"The disciples are just gossiping."
"It's groundless, just 30% true and 70% false. Today you saw that Jiang Xue and Ji Qing are also entangled. Wouldn't it be more interesting this way?"
The other person thought for a while, then nodded, and soon the two of them disappeared into the night.
Yang Wu's injury was not serious. Fortunately, there was only one platform in this competition. If we continue taking turns like this, the final team battle will definitely take some time.
This left enough time for Yang Wu to recover from his injuries.
The next day, Lu Leyao disguised herself before heading to Jianjian Peak. Naturally, she did not let those people from yesterday block her.
Taiqing's generation has as many golden elixirs as mushrooms after a spring rain, but compared to Lu Leyao, Lu Yanji, Qing Jiang Xue, who are often active on the gossip list, the others are still slightly lacking.
The fighting had some notable highlights, but overall it was quite satisfactory, not as earth-shattering as yesterday's scene.
Jiang Xue and Lu Yan were both on stage today, and Lu Yan was a one-sided crusher of her opponents. She was too fast and played eight more games today than yesterday.
On the third day, Lu Leyao received four letters from Feihe. The one who shouted loudly and scolded her for being so unfilial was naturally Aunt Qingchui who failed to follow Lu Leyao to Wuwei Peak.
Lu Yan declares war.
And Jiang Xue hypocritically apologized for her tea-smelling behavior that day, saying that she didn't mean it.
Lu Leyuan smiled.
"Ha! If you are so good at making tea, why don't you go to heaven?"
Ji Qing had a questioning tone, saying that she had changed and that the two of them no longer had the same friendship as before, and asked if Lu Leyao would go all out when meeting Yang Wu? If not, how would Yang Wu face it?
What reason does she have to blame her?
He knew clearly that she was at odds with Jiang Xue, but he didn't care about her feelings.
The paper crane spontaneously ignited without wind, and no one planned for Lu Leyao to return to them.
"The question is quite reasonable. It seems that the labor and management are the scum. I'm sorry for her Ji Qing."
Qianyu jumped out, his fur rising in anger.
"How can it be calculated like this? I heard from Bai Biao that several men around Ji Qing also have holidays with you, and she has never had any scruples. You and Dong Qinyan have no master-disciple relationship, so you just got into this relationship for her.