Chapter 337 Elder Su said that we have to get our dignity back by ourselves!
In early autumn, the large forest leaves on Wenxian Mountain were dyed crimson by the afterglow of the sun, which was in full swing and complemented the setting sun.
It was reflected in the sky, igniting the entire sky. This was a fire that could only be extinguished by sunset. On the thirty-seventh floor.
The green flames burned fiercely and spread extremely quickly. Almost in the blink of an eye, they roared towards the disciple around Wuhua Palace.
Sword Girl's lips trembled slightly. She looked at the situation in front of her with a panicked face. She didn't know what to do. She took a step back, covered her lips with her hands and murmured:
"Yeah...sorry."
Just apologizing can't stop the flames from spreading, and the spiritual energy in the body is still spreading outwards.
Soon the sword girl felt an indescribable feeling of depletion, as if her body was being squeezed dry, and every step she took required tremendous strength.
As the last trace of spiritual energy overflowed, her body was shaky and she looked at the scene in front of her with a pale face.
Everyone within fifty feet realized that they could move, and breathed a sigh of relief. They looked at the gray torrent that kept sweeping towards this side and retreated hastily.
boom--
The deep sound of an earthquake sounded, and a figure in gray clothes stood in front of Sword Girl. He raised his hand and a waterfall appeared out of thin air, extinguishing the Wuhuaque disciple who was swallowed by the flames.
"So cruel. Are you, a handyman, always pretending?"
A stern sneer appeared on the face of the Wuhuaque disciple who arrived in a hurry. He looked at the thin figure in front of him and licked the corner of his mouth.
Whoosh whoosh——
Following the arrival of this disciple, one after another Wuhuaque disciples appeared from behind, each one blocked in front of the sword lady, and said with a solemn expression:
"Hurt my Wuhuaque disciple?"
"It seems that you won't be able to leave here no matter what today..."
Seeing the dozens of Wuhuaque disciples who suddenly came down from high places, the monks who were just watching the fun all took a deep breath and looked at the people in front of them with shock in their eyes.
What kind of sect is this? Just a little bit of adhesion, and then they gather together like evil wolves and bite like crazy.
Facing dozens of eyes staring directly at her, Sword Girl's feet were tightly together, her long white fingers touched her lips, her weak eyes were filled with fear and stubbornness.
, defending himself:
"It was him...he who refused to let me pass. He even insulted Master. It was him...he who did it first."
The leader of the Wuhua Que disciples snorted coldly, took a step forward, and said quietly: "You said that my Wu Hua Que disciples struck first? Then why was he injured but you were unscathed? Regardless of the cause and effect, you hurt someone.
, this is the fact!"
But there is some fear in her eyes, and she has not taken action yet. If the woman in front of her is really as at the mercy of others as she appears now, how could she possibly hurt her junior brother?
The Wuhuaque disciple who had been lying on the ground wiped away the traces of flames all over his body, stood up, his eyes filled with a sinister look, climbed out bit by bit, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Brother, don't talk nonsense with her. Even if it's for Elder Ling Zhan, you have to fight!" After finishing speaking, he hesitated and said again:
"But this little handyman is a bit special. I don't know why my junior brother suddenly couldn't move when he faced her just now. I'm afraid he is carrying a magic weapon given to her by the Sword Sect."
"..."
As he spoke, the spiritual energy all over his body surged out to protect his whole body. "Today, you must give me an explanation, Wuhua Que!"
Many Wuhua Que disciples looked at each other, and then approached the Sword Lady with fierce looks in their eyes.
He has been forcing the sword girl into a corner, with no way to retreat. "Explain?"
"What a loud tone. They are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps. You want to explain to the sword sect?" Clang - a sword mixed with a rustling sound was instantly inserted in front of the sword girl.
The setting sun dyed that charming face red, and dyed that silver hair red.
Mo Li calmed down his violently beating heart, looked at the Wuhuaque disciples in front of him with cold eyes, stretched out his hand to protect Sword Girl behind him, then pulled out the long sword on the ground and said coldly:
"A bunch of trash like mad dogs, they only know how to use extremely dirty and despicable methods. If they get hurt, they get hurt, so what?..."
The leading Wuhua Que disciple looked solemnly at Mo Li who suddenly appeared, his eyes changed, and he did not dare to act rashly.
This woman is the seed player who will win the championship this time. Her strength is at least several levels higher than mine.
But when he turned around, he saw nearly a hundred Wuhuaque disciples gathering behind him, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He stared at Mo Li with a ferocious look in his eyes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said sarcastically:
"Mo Li, you have such a loud tone."
"This is asking Xianlu. Do you still think that your master will come to help you?"
"You are just one person. There are nearly a hundred people behind me. Each one of them can drown you with just a spitting breath."
As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Ruoqing and Li Zijun, who were rushing over, and said disdainfully:
"Or do you think that just a few of you can fight against the nearly 100 elite disciples of Wuhua Palace?"
"Hmph! You are not overestimating your abilities!"
Xiao Ruoqing and Li Zijun protected Sword Niang's side one after another, and raised their heads to look at the people of Wuhuaque who surrounded them.
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes narrowed, and then she quietly said:
"If you want to take Sword Girl away, I don't think you so-called elite disciples can stop you!"
"..."
The faces of everyone in Wuhua Palace instantly became embarrassed, and the face of the leader turned red.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! What Xiao Ruoqing said is true. Each of these three people is a popular candidate to win the championship this time. When they get together,
If you want to lead a person up, there are so many people on your side that you may not be able to stop him.
It has obviously been so grand, but if it ends in such an ending, how will the people in the world think of Wuhuaque?
"oh?"
At this moment, a careless voice suddenly came over and said lightly and calmly: "Really?"
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes suddenly stared in the direction of the sound. The people in Wuhua Palace instantly turned from anger to joy, and their ever-changing faces suddenly turned into smiles:
"It's Senior Brother Zhu!! Senior Brother Sun is here too! And Senior Brother Shan."
Boo hoo hoo——
Three figures were like the wind, passing through the top floor. In an instant, they appeared on the thirty-seventh floor of the stairs. They looked like eagles and wolves, sweeping over them with unparalleled tyrannical momentum, like gods and demons descending.
The few people just stood there, and the aura around them seemed to be one with the three of them, inexplicably fitting together.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the eyes of the people around them widened instantly. Looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief, an indescribable passion instantly came to their brains and they exclaimed:
"Oh my god! Isn't this the three little gods from Wuhua Palace?"
"Didn't they come down like this after climbing to the 90th floor!? They are crazy!"
"This...could it be that today the Little Three Gods are going to officially confront the three sisters from the Sword Sect!?"
"Fuck!!"
On Wenxian Mountain, all the sect forces looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. How long had it been since they had seen the confrontation between the two sect disciples?
Seeing the increasingly chaotic scene, the elder of Yuanmen stood up and wanted to stop this unnecessary dispute, but was stopped by Tong Xiu with his hand. He looked at Tong Xiu with some confusion and asked:
"Elder Tong, what do you mean?"
Seeing the puzzled expressions of the Yuanmen elders, Tong Xiu smiled and said:
"Elder Wu, don't you think what the world of immortality lacks now is the aura of blood?"
"There is no order that stipulates that fighting is not allowed on the road to immortality. Over the years, we have gradually ignored the essence of cultivating immortality."
"They are all young people. It's okay to give them a dozen...as long as there are no casualties."
After the words fell, the elders of the ten major sects all nodded and agreed with Tong Xiu's point of view. The old man from the Sword Sect said with a smile on his face:
"Yes, I haven't seen such a lively new disciple for a long time."
"We killed many more people than they did back then. What young people want is blood strength..."
"..."
Sitting next to Su Bei, Shan Wuque's stupid hair was swaying crazily, and he held Su Bei's big hand eagerly:
"Brother, what should we do! Sword Girl and the others will be in danger..."
Su Bei's eyes were just staring at that place, holding the sword box tightly with one hand, reaching out and patting her little head, comforting:
"Don't panic, it'll be okay...trust me, senior brother."
Shan Wulan's eyes narrowed, he didn't say anything, he just sat there peacefully...on the thirty-seventh floor.
Zhu Hailiu fell slowly, waving the floating dust in his hands, looking at Xiao Ruoqing and the others with his deep eyes:
"Zhu has wanted to communicate with a few of you for a long time, but he just doesn't have much time."
"It's just that the tone of some of you is a bit too arrogant? How should I put it? A bit arrogant?"
Sun Tian sneered, stepped forward, pulled his wrist, and said disdainfully with the sound of bones exploding:
"It is true that like a teacher, like a disciple, it is true, but you are not as strong as Elder Su, and your airs are just like those of others, which makes people laugh out loud."
"..."
Mo Li looked at him disdainfully, the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed, his eyes were lowered without even glancing at the others, and he said calmly:
"Who are you?" Sun Tian was immediately furious, stepped forward and yelled: "You..."
Zhu Hailiu stretched out his hand to stop Sun Tian. The expression on his face was unclear. He looked at the four girls and said slowly: "Don't you think this scene looks familiar?"
"Oh, Zhu remembered it, that was it when we were on Luobao Avenue, how many of you are from the Sword Sect?"
Xiao Ruoqing bit her lip tightly and looked at him coldly: "So, what do you want to say?"
Zhu Hailiu looked at Xiao Ruoqing indifferently, and then said with a smile but not a smile: "When we were on Luobao Avenue, you could still rely on Elder Su. But now, who can you rely on?"
"There are only four people in such a large sword sect?"
Li Zijun took a step forward, his skirt rustling in the wind, his eyes as clear as glass looked at Zhu Hailiu, then passed him, and his eyes fell in the distance.
His voice was soft, with a calm smile that had never been wiped off his lips: "They are coming..." Boom——
boom--
The overwhelming sound of footsteps came from behind everyone in Wuhua Palace. Zhu Hailiu turned around and narrowed his eyes tightly, looking at the disciples of the Sword Sect who were constantly gathering towards here.
The white shirt with blue patterns that belongs exclusively to the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Looking at this scene, Sun Tian's expression changed slightly, and even the onlookers who had been watching here lost their voices.
"All the disciples of the Sword Sect are coming down!!..." The strong wind roared!
Accompanied by an ear-splitting sound, a famous Sword Sect disciple walked over to the Wuhua Palace crowd with an empty sword hanging from his waist.
Their expressions were serious and cold, and they walked up to the four girls one after another. "It's up to us!!..."
The red sky and the sky dyed red by the setting sun seemed to be separated by a line. This line ran through Wenxian Road and the entire thirty-seven steps.
Under this blood-red sky, half is gray-black and half is silver-white.
A Sword Sect disciple took a deep breath, holding the scabbard in his hand, looking at Xiao Ruoqing, and said seriously:
"Senior sister, the junior brothers are late."
Xiao Ruoqing stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her eyes changed several times, she bit her red lips tightly, and then nodded vigorously.
In this life, he has never felt the bond of this sect. Sun Tian's face turned pale as he looked at the scene in front of him.
As a result, Wuhuaque has no advantage in terms of numbers. Both sides have nearly a hundred people. In a real fight, since they are both the top sects in the twenty-one states, the outcome is really unpredictable!
Looking at the many Jianzong disciples in front of him, he suddenly laughed for some reason, then clapped his hands and laughed:
"Hahahahaha, what a sect's friendship! However, everyone from the Sword Sect, Tian wants to ask, where are your swords?"
After Sun Tian finished speaking, everyone present looked at the scabbards in the hands of the Sword Sect disciples. Not to mention that no one had noticed it yet, and they only discovered it now.
Laughter instantly spread on the thirty-seventh floor. "Sword Sect, don't you have a sword?"
A group of Sword Sect disciples looked at everything in front of them indifferently. One of them took a step and said calmly:
"Elder Su said that we have to get our dignity back by ourselves! And today is the time for our Sword Sect to wash away our shame..."
Wenxianshan.
Su Bei finally laughed, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, and then he murmured to himself: "Isn't this a bit sect-like?"
"Forget it, I once said that if they can regain their dignity, return the sword to them..."
"It can be considered accomplished."
After saying that, he opened the sword box under the doubtful eyes of the two women beside him. A stream of dazzling light shot straight into the sky.