I saved the whole sect by playing badly

The sixth elder of Chengfeng Sect was angered by his sarcastic and somewhat mocking tone. Several spiritual beads in his hand hit him hard on the head. The realm of peak transformation was far higher than that of Ye Qinghan.

The menacing posture startled everyone present.

Seeing this, Qin Huai grabbed the spirit bead with a golden net and looked at the bead that was rushing towards him, half-smiling.

"Elder, for helping the tyrants to commit evil, have you thought carefully about how you will be punished after returning to the sect?"

The Sixth Elder was suddenly asked back by his own family, and his face turned blue and white.

What era is this?

This is the era of fighting for equipment.

Xi Chu, a monk in the world of cultivation, went into the secret realm to search for treasures like Gai Liuzi. Isn't it just to avoid losing in a fight?

Various magic weapons were flying, the most exaggerated one was the group of Cheng Feng Sect, who were wearing all kinds of magic weapons, and the magic weapons were thrown down as if they were free of charge.

This scene made them realize that these fucking disciples of the Five Sects were really rich.

I took out all the wishful locks, colorful glazed buttons, and mystical diagrams.

For a group fight, borrowing magic weapons, spiritual weapons, elixirs, talismans, etc. is not shabby.

Whoever can't take out something at this moment will be embarrassed.

In front of a group of second-generation immortals with strong family backgrounds, those old men were somewhat dwarfed.

Among them, Qin Huai was undoubtedly the one who was at ease with him. His three junior brothers were all weapon cultivators, and all the magical weapons they could stuff were given to him. He was also a young man transformed into a god, so not many dared to fight him.

Considering that Qin Huai did not respect the elderly, several peak masters of the Changming Sect surrounded Ye Qinghan and wanted to make another show. As a result, Ye Qinghan looked calm and retreated away, looking as cold as a brother, eight degrees below zero. 'The look.

No appointment.

no way.

These peak leaders faked the matches so that he didn't have any sense of achievement. Seeing this, the peak leaders could only go to other places to show off.

Although Qin Huai was one step behind the other two, his level had not changed much in a few months, and he finally caught up with those two people. When he was in high spirits, he immediately pointed his sword at all the peak masters, raised the tip of his sword, and said, "Come on. "

Twelve Peaks Peak Master: "..."

Why is this kid so arrogant?

The master of the Twelve Peaks avoided the battle, which made Qin Huai a little unhappy. Was he looking down on him?

He has always been proud of himself. When he first arrived at the realm of transformation into gods, he liked to bump into those powerful men with high cultivation levels. After all, young monks with low realms could not help but fight.

In the next battle, he caught those old guys and bullied them.

Qin Huai had no respect for the elderly at all, and used various methods in an endless stream, which made the powerful people furious.

He stabbed Lou Zi alone, and together with Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun who were with him, the three gods were taught how to behave on the spot.

What does an ancient poem say?

A group of children in Nancun bullied me because I was old and weak.

While talking and laughing, the group of children disappeared into ashes.

Of course, it was not completely wiped out in the true sense, but when a great expert in the Void Refining Stage was furious, one blow was enough to scatter three people and throw them to the ground.

They both also suffered considerable internal injuries.

"..."

Zhou Xingyun, who was implicated, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and said, "I told you, don't mess with them."

Do you really treat those powerful people as soft persimmons that are easy to pinch?

If they could be easily manipulated by juniors like them, they would have spent so many years in the world of cultivation in vain.

Qin Huai: "..."

Angry old people are very scary. A huge stone from the Western Zhou Dynasty was turned into powder in the blink of an eye. The three of them were smart, high-level, and hid in time, otherwise they might have been wiped out in ashes.

When Mu Chongxi saw the scene of these three bullying the elderly and being taught how to be a good person, she rolled on the ground, dodged the blades, and almost died laughing.

It’s not that he’s watching a show, it’s actually that these three people are in the same realm.

But except for Ye Qinghan, the other two are new gods. Qin Huai and his senior brother will inevitably have to practice, and time is really tight.

Without elders to teach them how to use their own realm, they can only learn it in actual combat.

Si Miaoyan played the sound of the flute, which was brisk and eerie.

Ye Qiao entered the formation, and countless powerful people also wanted to break in. After all, their ultimate goal was to kill Ye Qiao.

Seeing that the person guarding the formation was a talisman cultivator, they looked at each other and the three of them tried to break into the formation. Upon seeing this, Mingxuan and others hurriedly used the stone pillar formation to intervene.

Even so, it was very difficult for Song Hansheng to defend the formation alone. Seeing this, Si Miaoyan played the piccolo softly. The gentle and harmless tone made everyone feel relaxed and unconsciously let down their vigilance.

The next second, the soft and brisk sound of the piccolo suddenly pulled out, and the sharp sound drove into the sea of ​​​​consciousness. In an instant, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so out out out out out out There out of---" theaters, and groups of people.

Pretty.

Music cultivators were rare, but Si Miaoyan played the flute beautifully. She smiled, and the monk who rushed up to try to stop her struck every hit accurately. Her soul was shaken, and her brains were knocked out. She turned a blind eye to the bloody scene and backed away holding the flute. Continue to play as if nothing happened.

Si Miaoyan's trip was for no other reason than to save her junior sister.

Looking gentle and gentle, I didn't expect to be so cruel.

Chen Muchan, who was peeping at the fighting elsewhere, trembled slightly.

Fortunately, okay, his goddess is so gentle.

"You still dare to lose your mind?" Chu Ling said sternly: "You still dare to lose your mind? It doesn't hurt enough to hit you, right?"

Chen Muchan: "..." Still coming?

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Ye Qiao entered the formation, and a large group of people also wanted to enter the formation to chase her. Chu Xingzhi saw how menacing they were, and became a little anxious. He decisively inserted the Snow Sword into the ground. Countless sword shadows intertwined at this moment. His sword energy is domineering, and those below the level of a god would not dare to force his way through.

Zhu You also unfolded his sword and hurriedly protected Song Hansheng behind him.

Song Hansheng was responsible for holding down the formation, so it was naturally impossible for him to shoulder the responsibility alone.

Seeing that all the junior sisters were gone, Xia Qing and Zuo Yi, armed with a Biluo sword and a Huangquan sword, cooperated tacitly to stop the first wave of people from coming down.

"Asking the Sword Sect, you are so brave!"

Seeing that they were repeatedly blocked, they said in a bad voice, "Aren't you afraid that other aristocratic families will blame you?" After all, if the leader of Wenjian Sect really leaves, the five sects will truly be leaderless.

At that time, there will inevitably be other sects who want to be the latecomers, and if they offend so many powerful families in one fell swoop, they may no longer want to hang out in the world of cultivation.

The Westerners dropped their swords at the same time, and in an instant, wherever the domain went, the sword light was everywhere. Chu Xingzhi endured it, but still boldly shouted: "If you have the ability, don't mess with my sect. We came here voluntarily!"

They come simply as friends.

What does the stance between the sects have to do with them?

After all, they are his friends.

As the second senior brother, Chu Xingzhi was also very capable of bluffing people even when he was not guilty of two hundred and five. The young man was holding a snow-white spiritual sword with an expression as cold as ice. He clasped his fingers lightly, and the spiritual sword made a sharp buzzing sound, bringing up the boundless fine snow. It firmly protects the reincarnation formation, making people look askance.

One person has one sword, and one person guards.