Nandu Road is surrounded by willows and water crossings, and canopies are like chess pieces. All the people coming and going are disciples and monks of the sect.
But in the flow of people, three beautiful figures instantly attracted everyone's attention. The three women were lined up in a row. The woman on the left was tall, with long black hair flowing from the snowy neck.
Her long bun was held up by a silver hairpin.
The blush on her lips was pursed, and she was as beautiful as a pill fruit.
The woman on the far right has a face as calm as water, and her face is a bit pale. What is particularly eye-catching is the raised silver hair. If you look closely, she should be walking very fast, but I don't know if it is because she is deliberately walking.
Taking care of the woman with a cheek as cute as a porcelain doll sandwiched between the two, she deliberately slowed down her pace.
The three of them were Xiao Ruoqing, Mo Li and Sword Niang who came out of the Sword Sect's station and came to Luobao Avenue to relax.
The crowds passing by were all looking at these people. Sword Lady pursed her lips, her fair neck turned red, and she hid her body behind Xiao Ruoqing as much as possible.
Xiao Ruoqing touched her head and sighed.
In this child, she could not feel the confidence that a monk should have, and could only feel cowardice and inferiority. Perhaps this was due to her background and the unfair treatment she had suffered for a long time?
"Sword Girl, see if there is anything you like, senior sister will give it to you."
The surrounding sounds were a bit noisy, like a flood coming with a heat wave. It seemed that the monks from all over Nandu who came to participate in the Kuxian Sect gathered here. The streets were very spacious, but even so, the terrifying flow of people could not be cleared.
.
There were many monks sitting cross-legged on both sides of the road, with all kinds of strange things placed in front of them.
Many vendors and monks were shouting and soliciting business. There were also monks who put their things on the street and sat there cross-legged, saying nothing when asked, just waiting for the right person.
Of course, no matter where there are monks, there will be a mixture of dragons and snakes, and there will naturally be liars.
After being deceived, I could only eat Coptis chinensis with me mute and unable to express the pain. I broke my teeth and swallowed it in my stomach. I had to pay for it myself and I couldn’t blame others.
"Da Sun Gold is the hardest metal in the world. If it can be made by a master of craftsmanship, it can definitely break a glazed tile."
"Buddha flower, watch the divine movement once, then watch the pagoda again, waiting for the one who is destined to come."
"This is the "Auspicious Dragon Chapter 180,000". It was obtained by Hu Hansan himself from the Duobao Pavilion. It can be used to kill and kill! It is a secret book that is not passed down by Buddhism!"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing came to a vendor with a strange expression and silently read the book "Auspicious Dragon's Eighteen Thousand Chapters".
Seeing Xiao Ruoqing's stunned look, Mo Li looked a little confused, and then asked:
"Why, is that skill special?"
Xiao Ruoqing came back to her senses, a smile appeared on her lips, she shook her head gently and replied:
"It's nothing, I just thought of some past events."
He tilted his head slightly, and then looked at Mo Li playfully. The red skirt was slightly bifurcated to his knees, and his long, well-proportioned legs like mutton fat were looming.
"Mo Li, has Master ever told you, 'There won't be so many peerless secrets, gold, silver, and treasures that you can encounter in this world. They can only be possessed by people with great luck.' What's this sentence?"
Mo Li was stunned for a moment and shook his head subconsciously.
Such idiotic words, in my own impression, are not what the man I know said.
Xiao Ruoqing pursed her lips gently, her eyes were slightly blurred, and the emotion in her eyes almost overflowed.
Then he turned around and looked at the man named Hu Hansan, and said:
"I want this "Xianglong 180,000 Chapters"..."
Hu Hansan's expression was full of excitement. Ever since he obtained this technique from Duobao Pavilion, he had realized that this so-called technique was completely rubbish. Now he finally saw a blind man fall in love with it.
Take action.
While they were discussing something, suddenly there was a faint commotion ahead. Xiao Ruoqing raised her head subconsciously, and then she saw the crowd in front of them seemed to be surrounding them. A woman's angry screams could be vaguely heard.
"This Spiritual Sword is obviously what I took a fancy to first, and the price has already been negotiated. Why are you here to cause trouble without any prestige?"
"Boss, how much does this Jianzong girl pay? I'll pay double, what do you want? Come and beg me?"
"These two guests, look at this..."
Xiao Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, and then the three of them walked in the direction of the dispute, looking at everything that happened in front of them.
A woman wearing the regular uniform of a Jianzong disciple had an angry look on her face. In front of her were six or seven men wearing Wuhuaque Yin and Yang Taoist robes, with frivolous smiles on their lips. The leading man was holding a
He held up his folding fan and looked at the Jian Sect disciple in front of him with a playful look.
A monk in linen sweated profusely as he looked at the spiritual sword in front of him. It was not a particularly valuable item, but he just wanted to exchange it for some spiritual stones to buy some cultivation elixirs.
As a result, the scene before my eyes happened.
I am just an ordinary casual cultivator, and I dare not offend either of these two transcendent forces.
Mo Li frowned, glanced at the few Sword Sect disciples who were following the female disciple silently, then stepped forward and said calmly:
"what happened?"
When the female disciple saw the appearance of Mo Li and Xiao Ruoqing, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and then she quickly walked a few steps in Mo Li's direction, and said with an aggrieved look:
"Senior Sister Mo Li, it's obvious that Junior Sister has negotiated a business deal with this gentleman, but these people saw it and decided to act rogue and interfere..."
The Wuhuaque disciples on the side clearly lit up after seeing the three women. They had never seen a woman with such a mark before.
He took a step forward, bowed slightly to Mo Li, and tried his best to look like a gentleman.
"I am Song Ying, a personal disciple of the Second Elder of Wu Hua Que. I have met several fairies."
"I wonder if some of you would be kind enough to have dinner with Mr. Song?"
"..."
Among the monks who were watching, a disciple of Yuan Zong looked at Song Ying and sighed:
"Song Ying's cultivation level is extremely high. It is said that he has touched the threshold of Nascent Soul. His master is the leader of this time, the elder Ling Zhan. His cultivation level is very high..."
Xiao Ruoqing frowned lightly, then walked forward, picked up the spiritual sword from the stall owner's stall, put the price that the female disciple had negotiated with him into his hand, and spoke
road:
"Okay, that's it."
After saying that, he pulled the female disciple and prepared to walk out of the crowd.
There are many conflicts between Jian Zong and Wuhua Que. It would be good for both himself and Jian Zong if there are fewer extraneous problems.
Song Ying looked at the two women who didn't take her seriously at all, and narrowed her eyes.
Is this a slap in the face in front of everyone?
Not giving yourself any face at all?
Then his face turned cold, his eyes darkened, and he slowly said:
"You guys don't seem to take me seriously..."
"I, Song Ying, said that I want this spiritual sword."
Mo Li glanced at him indifferently, his silver pupils a little cold:
"Trash, get out."
Song Ying took a deep breath, slowly clenched her big hands, and then grinned, showing a few serious teeth:
"Woman, do you know what you are talking about? Are you calling me a waste?"
"what are you?"
The next moment, a terrifying spiritual energy appeared all over the body, almost reaching the strength of Nascent Soul, making everyone look solemn and fearful.
At this moment, a disciple behind Song Ying seemed to know something. He stepped forward, carefully pulled Song Ying's arm, and said in his ear:
"Brother Song, I seem to know who these people are."
"They should all be direct disciples of the fifth elder of the Sword Sect... their status is not weaker than yours..."
Who would have expected that after Song Ying heard these words, her eyes only changed slightly, and then she burst into laughter.
He folded the folding fan in his hand instantly, slapped it heavily on the palm of his hand, and said with a big smile:
"Hahaha, it turns out he is the direct disciple of the fifth elder of the Sword Sect."
"Elder Su is indeed amazing, but his vision for recruiting disciples is really bad. Two golden elixirs and a piece of trash, hahahaha..."
"Elder Su was granted the title of Half-step Hedao by the Saint. I am afraid that his lifelong reputation will be destroyed in the hands of you losers."
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath, looked at the domineering person in front of her with cold eyes, raised her eyebrows, and unsheathed the long sword in her hand, saying coldly:
"Can you say that again?"
Song Ying also stepped forward not to be outdone, directly met Xiao Ruoqing's long sword, and said lightly:
"I asked, why did Elder Su accept some of your trash?"
"Sword Sect is a rubbish sect. Don't the disciples in it understand the language?"
"..."
Sonorous——
"One sword goes deep."
Before Song Ying could react, the long sword in Mo Li's hand was already slashing towards Song Ying, making a standard sword-drawing stance.
Under the complicated gazes of the onlookers, Song Ying snorted coldly and slapped the palms of his hands with the folded fan. The Wuhuaque disciples behind him immediately bowed forward.
The next moment, the folding fan in Song Ying's hand unfolded again with a pop, revealing four majestic characters on the fan:
"Bao Yuan Shouyi."
Almost at the same time, several Wuhuaque disciples in the late Jindan stage behind Song Ying turned into a gust of black wind and rushed towards Mo Li.
Mo Li drew his sword, the sword light was bright and the sword aura was awe-inspiring!
In response to the aura from all directions, a sword came down from top to bottom, straight up, and slashed straight at the few Wuhuaque disciples.
However, under the attack of several elite disciples who were not weak in strength, Mo Li was hit by several moves and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Similarly, the few Wuhuaque disciples who had gathered to attack were all knocked away by the slashing wind, including their weapons.
Swish--
In Luobao Avenue, such conflicts are not uncommon, but what is rare is that two sects that are among the top ten sects in the world and have long-standing conflicts and grievances actually come into conflict, and they are both direct disciples!
The sound of breaking through the air kept coming, and figures fell down one after another, and people gathered around to watch.
In just a short time, this area was completely surrounded, leaving only a circle of mutual opposition.
"That silver-haired woman is only in the middle stage of the Golden Core. How can she be as strong as those in the late Golden Core stage?"
"It seems that this Sword Sect is definitely not as bad as the rumors say."
"..."
However, during this tense confrontation, neither Mo Li nor Xiao Ruoqing noticed that at some point, the sword girl who had been following them disappeared.
"Sister, be careful."
Mo Li's eyes suddenly condensed, and then he spoke.
The moment after Mo Li's words fell, the bluestone ground under Xiao Ruoqing's feet cracked instantly, and then a pillar of fire pierced Xiao Ruoqing straight.
Xiao Ruoqing was neither frightened nor frightened. She seemed to have expected it. She followed the sword with her whole body and narrowly escaped this attack.
However, there was still a slight scratch on the cheek.
The next moment, the sword in his hand moved horizontally, stabbing Song Ying.
This is a horizontal stroke and a sweep.
Sword Two, only if we meet for the first time.
Song Ying's eyes narrowed. Facing Xiao Ruoqing's sword, she felt extremely troubled. She was clearly only in the late stage of Jin Dan, how could she have such terrifying strength?
I am just one step away from reaching the threshold of Nascent Soul!
He waved the fan in his hand to forcefully interrupt Xiao Ruoqing's attack, with a look of caution in his eyes.
At this moment, suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd, and the next moment, a woman wearing a purple shirt fell from the sky, with a soft smoke skirt tied around her waist, and a cicada wing that was sweeping the floor.
yarn.
The waist is as thin as a willow tree, and the shoulders are as thin as a shaved one.
But the most eye-catching thing is the stupid hair that is constantly swinging.
"stop!"
As the woman fell, the weapons in both hands were scattered on the ground in an instant.
I took dozens of steps back.
Shan Wuque looked at the scene in front of him with complicated eyes, walked up to Xiao Ruoqing, gently wiped the wound on her cheek, took out a Qi and Blood Pill from the storage ring and stuffed it into Mo Li
in the mouth.
Senior brother's disciple was actually injured under her care. Although it was only a minor injury, it also filled her heart with guilt.
Shan Wuque's eyes were rarely cold, and he looked around at the several Wuhua Que disciples in front of him:
"Is this the kind of quality Wuhuaque disciples have?"
"Is this how your elders in Wuhuaque taught you?"
"Begging for a beating!"
As he spoke, the pressure was already on Song Ying, the leader.
Just a hint of the state of returning to the void caused Song Ying's face to turn red, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His chest felt like a violent blow from a sledgehammer, and he was half-kneeling on the ground in an instant.
Shan Wuque's attack was very measured and did not damage his fundamentals.
But she did have anger in her chest. There were many people in the entire Sword Sect, at least five or six, but only Xiao Ruoqing and Mo Li took action. The others just watched from behind, even the woman who was helped by Mo Li.
The disciple also remained silent, just looking down at his toes.
"When will it be the turn of the people of Wuhuaque to be educated by the Jianzong?"
At this moment, a voice came over lightly and casually.
"Shan Wuque, are you willing to take action in the fight between the juniors? Isn't it a bit too much?"
"..."
As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man wearing Yin-Yang attire appeared in the sky.
On that calm face, he looked down at the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Then he helped Song Ying up, looking at Shan Wique with a hint of joking:
"Oh, your Sword Sect is much stronger this time than last time."
The moment the middle-aged man appeared, all the onlookers looked shocked and said in shock:
"Yes...it's Elder Ling Zhan from Wuhua Palace!"
"What a great man! Oh my god!"
"..."
Shan Wuque felt the terrifying pressure and protected all the Sword Sect disciples behind him.
He looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression.
Hedao is very strong.
Almost terrifyingly strong.
However, at this moment, my sister is not here, and neither is my senior brother.
Only you can protect the disciples of the Sword Sect.
You can't retreat yourself.
Thinking of this, Shan Wique gritted his teeth, suppressed the fear in his heart, and took a step forward:
"Even if Elder Ling comes, it will be of no use!"
"It's Wuhuaque who was rude first!"
ps: I’ve seen a few very interesting episodes recently, Uncle from Another World, Love World game is very unfriendly to passerby characters (can’t watch the negative defense), Black Summoner.