The female channel who wears books, is killed by the heroine on her wedding day

"Weapons Ranking Conference..."

There was a hint of contemplation in Ye Lingtian's eyes. He did know about this so-called weapon ranking conference.

The ranking of weapon manuals is different from the ranking of famous sword manuals.

Only famous swords are included in the Famous Sword Book, and other weapons cannot be included in the ranking. Their ranking order is only based on the particularity of the sword, not the strength of the swordsman.

But the weapon spectrum ranking is different.

This ranking is compiled by the extremely mysterious Bai Xiaosheng organization in the world, and the ranking is refreshed every ten years.

The weapons above are of all kinds.

Whether it is swords, guns, swords, sticks, flying knives, hidden weapons, etc., as long as the user's strength is strong enough and the power of the weapon is extremely influential, he is qualified to be ranked among them.

In addition to the weapon spectrum rankings, Bai Xiaosheng Organization also created various lists, such as the Jianghu Beauty List and the Genius List, which are extremely interesting.

Kuzhu smiled and said: "That's right! The New Year is approaching, and the once-a-decade weapon ranking is about to begin. This time it will be held in Tangjiabao."

"There will be countless martial arts people attending, and it may even be more lively than the Sword-Questing Conference. If you missed the Sword-Questing Conference, you can't miss the Weapon Spectrum Ranking Conference."

"Well! I really can't miss it again, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life."

Ye Lingtian looked serious.

"Hehe! Ye Wuwei, you can't even defeat the bandits. You went to the weapons ranking conference just to watch the fun."

Lihuajiao smiled.

Ye Lingtian said seriously: "Impossible! My family's unique weapon, Wanye Feihua, is extremely powerful and will definitely leave a name on the weapon spectrum."

"Wanye Feihua?"

Lihua looked at Ye Lingtian suspiciously. She had never heard of Wanye Feihua.

Ye Lingtian pretended to be serious and said: "It is an extremely powerful weapon. It is said to be indestructible and inexhaustible. It can be compared with the Tang Sect's Peacock Feather, Heavy Rain Pear Blossom Needle, Twenty-Four Bridges and Moonlight Night, etc."

"Pfft!"

When Lihua heard this, she burst out laughing, this guy was bragging.

Kuzhu also smiled dumbly.

But the next second, his expression changed.

I felt several powerful auras around me.

"Everyone be careful!"

Kuzhu said in a deep voice.

Everyone drew their weapons and stood guard around Si Wanwan's carriage.

"Miss, this road is blocked. Is it possible to go back the way we came?"

All around, a group of men in black came out.

One of the men, holding a gray sword and wearing a mask, stood in front of the crowd and spoke indifferently.

"Afterimage Quick Sword, Ning He!"

Kuzhu stared at the masked man with fear in his eyes.

The Afterimage Quick Sword is a killer in the world, a strong man in the innate realm. Once the Afterimage Sword is unsheathed, the enemy will only see a shadow, and then their heads will fall to the ground.

This person is the person next to the great protector of Xuling Sect.

"Ning He, I haven't seen you for many years, and you seem to have not changed at all."

Si Wanwan walked out of the carriage.

Wearing a green and white gauze skirt, it outlines a wisp of breeze and is wrapped with a ribbon, which vividly displays her graceful figure. Her breasts are full and round, "ready to come out".

The long hair is smooth and silky, decorated with white flower hairpins, the skin is white and delicate, the eyes are beautiful, and the lips are bright. She is charming without smiling, with a hint of cold temperament looming.

"Miss, you're welcome and safe!"

Ning He cupped his fists slightly at Si Wanwan.

Si Wanwan was silent for a moment: "I saved your life back then."

There are many people in the Void Spirit Religion who do not want her to take over the position of leader, especially the great protector of the Void Spirit Religion. The other party has been coveting the position of leader for a long time, and naturally they will not let her return to the Void Spirit Religion easily.

Ning He whispered: "It is precisely because I remember the life-saving grace of the eldest lady that I took the initiative to invite you here."

"You want to stop me?"

Si Wanwan looked at Ning He.

"The eldest lady is a life-saving gift to me; the Great Protector is a gift to me. You are all kind to me, so I can only make a compromise choice. The eldest lady will stop here. I won’t kill you either.”

Ning He said seriously.

Si Wanwan asked: "If I continue to move forward, what will you do?"

Ning He said in a deep voice: "I hope the eldest lady will not make things difficult for me. If you return to the Void Spirit Religion now, it is no different than seeking death."

Now that the Void Spirit Sect has been controlled by the Great Protector, Si Wanwan wants to take over as the leader? It's just a fool's errand.

If she returns to the Void Spirit Religion, she will definitely die.

"The grace of saving your life and the grace of knowing you. It's really hard for you to choose, but for me, it's a good choice."

Si Wanwan said lightly.

"kill!"

She stretched out her hand and waved lightly.

Everyone immediately attacked the men in black around them.

"I don't like the choice made by the eldest lady. You have no idea that what the Great Protector promised me is enough to make me kill you a hundred times."

Ning He said calmly.

"Don't talk about joy and sorrow when you are about to die."

Si Wanwan said calmly.

Stab it!

A faint light flashed in Ning He's eyes, and the afterimage sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed. The sword was filled with light and suddenly pierced Si Wanwan's neck.

Just as the sword was about to penetrate Si Wanwan's neck.

Si Wanwan instantly stretched out her hand and grabbed the long sword, making it difficult to move forward. In Si Wanwan's hands, there was a pair of silk gloves as thin as cicada wings.

"what?"

Ning He's eyes narrowed, a little unbelievable. His sword was so fast that it was blocked like this?

boom!

Si Wanwan struck out with a palm, hitting Ning He's chest.

boom!

Ning He was blown four to five meters away, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, his chest was in great pain, his muscles and veins were damaged, a strong poison was sweeping through his body, and dense black lines appeared on his arms.

"poison......"

Ning He was shocked.

Si Wanwan said calmly: "You owe me your life, and now it's only natural that I take it back."

"what......"

Screams continued to sound around, and Kuzhu's sword was also very fast, killing the men in black.

"..."

Ning He glanced around with an ugly expression.

Si Wanwan said indifferently: "You have been hit by the Five Poison God's Palm within one stick of incense. You will definitely die. You'd better die in peace."

"is it?"

Ning He gritted his teeth and rushed towards Lihua not far away, wanting to hold Lihua hostage in exchange for the antidote.

"..."

Si Wanwan frowned but did not take action.

Lihua's eyes lit up when she saw Ning He rushing towards her, and she quickly said to Ye Lingtian: "Ye Wuwei, watch carefully, I will show you my hidden weapon."

She quickly took out a small, delicate jar from her arms and threw it towards Ning He.

Ning He subconsciously struck out with his sword.

boom!

The small jar was chopped into pieces, and a pile of powder appeared inside, which turned out to be all pepper.

"what......"

Ning He let out a scream and fell to the ground, covering his eyes in pain with tears streaming down his face.