There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

In response to Luo Qi's soul-searching question, Xu Xingmu kindly told him: "She is still very lucky. We have failed to kill her several times, and she always manages to escape danger."

Thanks to the friendship they had when they were squatting outside and knocking on spiritual weapons together, he happily shared this with the other party, worried that if Luo Qi suddenly attacked Qu Yimian, he would be struck to death by thunder.

It doesn't matter if he dies, they are still here, being struck by lightning under the sea. The scene is too demonic and he dare not even think about it.

"real or fake?"

Luo Qi looked at him in surprise: "Although she does have a lot of good things, but all of you can't kill her, a pill cultivator?"

After a pause, he raised his voice slightly and added: "Is that how you guys did it before?"

Doesn’t the world of cultivation often regard these disciples as hope for the future?

It was hard to imagine that they would be completely helpless against that weak female cultivator.

was questioned.

Xu Xingmu immediately became unhappy: "Believe it or not."

The two of them looked at each other, and finally snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time.

Qu Yimian fell down in a mess, her slender fingers clenched the spirit sword in an attempt to smash it up. However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, her arm was cut by the sword energy. The pain from the blood made her regret it again.

I regretted why I didn't quickly cut out the mermaid pearl from Jiang Chaoxu's body.

Until now she still hasn't given up, she only regrets that she shouldn't have shown mercy.

Seeing that Ye Sui'an's attitude was too bad, she decisively abandoned him and chose to disgust other people.

The girl's eyes trembled slightly, and she changed her target: "Senior Brother Xu..."

Compared to the other disciples who are not easy to fool, Xu Xingmu is more naive and might be soft-hearted towards him.

Xu Xingmu, who was still humming to Luo Qi, suddenly heard his own name and blinked innocently: "It's no use begging me."

He is not stupid.

"you!!"

Gu Xia nodded his chin, smiling: "We selfish people are like this."

Qu Yimian's defense was completely broken, and with strong emotional ups and downs, the spiritual energy around her rioted at this moment. Holding the sword in her hand, her eyes were so angry that they almost spit fire, and the tip of the sword burst out with a dazzling attack.

"She's anxious. She's anxious."

Attacks were launched one after another, making harsh friction sounds.

Shen Weixun watched it for a few seconds and commented sharply: "There are so many mistakes and omissions."

Although it was unclear what kind of opportunity Qu Yimian had encountered, the disciples present were almost all sword practitioners and could easily observe the unreasonableness in her movements.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement while experts watch the doorway. The green spirit sword was indeed pleasing to the eye when it was swung. However, Qu Yimian's movements were so light when he dropped the sword that he could not get out. Even if he did, he would only be beaten by others.

The young man spoke in a bland tone, as if he had no idea how to write the word "euphemistic".

As expected, Qu Yimian swung her sword and chopped and slashed, but it still had no effect. She was almost in despair.

How could this be?

She had always felt that there was no difference between herself and Gu Xia, until now when she was trapped here so easily that she finally realized how big the difference between herself and Gu Xia was.

Therefore, he was very unwilling and just stared at the other party with hatred.

Gu Xia was very annoyed by her glare. She waved her hand, and the sword spirit understood. The wide sleeves dropped in a graceful arc. The Moon-Picking Sword snapped her fingers with a crisp sound. The water cage circulated, bringing up a dangerous blade, which swirled around and fell on Qu Yimian mercilessly.

Now the world is completely quiet.

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Xu Xingmu's eyes lit up, staring at the sword spirit he had never seen before, excitedly: "Junior Sister, is this your new sword spirit?"

The incident happened suddenly and the situation was urgent, so he didn't have time to think about this. Only at this moment did he notice that there was a strange face next to Gu Xia.

After hearing this, the others finally realized the problem and all turned their eyes to look over.

The corners of Zhaiyuejian's lips curled up into a smile, and he greeted them softly: "Hi~"

“Fuck, fuck.” Ye Sui’an walked over with a heartless pace and tilted his head in surprise: “Really?”

Even though he was not a sword cultivator, he knew how difficult it was for a sword spirit to transform. He originally thought that it was incredible that Gu Xia had two 'guardians' around him, but he didn't expect that there would be one more.

Oh wow.

Now the days ahead will be filled with excitement.

With so many sword spirits gathered together, he didn't believe they would have any good tempers. Sword spirits were both good and evil, and no one would be willing to submit to anyone else.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shed tears for his master and elders who were still far away in the sect.

In the past, they were the only ones who destroyed the house. This time, they might have to join a group of sword spirits. If they don't fight in the future, it will be because these sword spirits are so powerful.

Fang Jinxing, who knew nothing about this at the moment, felt an inexplicable chill on his back.

After observing for a while, Shen Weixun quickly faced one of Gu Xia's swords: "The one that transformed is the Zhaiyue Sword. The timing is very good."

He had used this sword once before. The sword had a strong affinity with water spirit roots, so he probably still had an impression of it. The Moon-Picking Sword smiled and nodded slightly at him.

Wuqiu floated out slowly and greeted her.

Two sword spirits with the same water attribute stood facing each other in mid-air.

Xu Xingmu stared at it eagerly for a long while. As a qualified sword practitioner, he always had infinite enthusiasm and curiosity about the sword spirit's transformation.

Several sword spirits were wandering around. The Star-Blue Sword originally hanging on their waists was still listless, but they were still attracted by the excitement in front of them. They happily floated in front of the Moon-Picking Sword and shook it, flickering as if to show their presence.

Xu Xingmu: "..."

He pressed down his big light bulb: "Why do you, a fire attribute person, have to get in between two people to join in the fun?"

Can't figure it out.

It had been sluggish before, but unexpectedly it suddenly perked up now.

but--

Xu Xingmu touched his chin and looked at the Zhaiyue Sword with envy: "It should be a very gentle sword spirit."

Unlike his rebellious son, he has nothing at all to do with gentleness, okay?

Should I say that they are either senior or junior brothers and sisters? Gu Xia and Xu Xingmu both had a gentle first impression of the Zhaiyue Sword.

Qu Yimian, who was still trapped in the water cage in mid-air, had her clothes soaked in blood and she fell to the ground in a mess. When she heard these words, her eyes widened in disbelief.

ha? ? ?

You call this gentleness?!

……