Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

dare not.

Not only does he not dare, I'm afraid no one in the six realms dares to do so.

Everyone knew that Qi Jinglin would not live long, but no one dared to let his life end in their own hands.

No one can bear the destiny of Weiming Mountain.

Looking at the bearded man's drooping head, Qi Jinglin snorted, with the mockery in his eyes not concealed at all, "Waste!"

One by one, no skills.

Qi Jinglin slowly put away the Immortal-Slaying Sword, glanced down at the bearded man, then turned and left, tiptoeing to jump onto the platform.

Unexpectedly, just as Qi Jinglin turned around, the bearded man lying on the ground flashed a ferocious and jealous look in his eyes. He supported himself on the ground with both palms and exerted force on his wrists. A dark light shot out from his sleeves and headed straight for Qi Jinglin's back.

The sudden change made the elder on the platform cry out in surprise. He raised his hand and used his spiritual power to try to block the attack of the bearded man.

Qi Jinglin changed his steps and dodged the flying shadow by turning sideways.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword in his hand turned into a ray of light and flew out quickly. The sharp blade collided with the shadow, making a crisp sound.

Qi Jinglin stood firmly, formed seals with his bare hands, and dense and complex imprints appeared on the sword. The silver-blue sword intent spread out, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the bearded man.

The bearded man rose from the ground, and a Vajra formation immediately appeared under his feet. Blood from his wounds dripped onto the formation, and golden light shone everywhere.

The spiritual power mobilized the demon-subduing pestle on the ground, and made it withstand the sword intent. The bearded man was distracted and was injured by the sword intent of the immortal beheading. He stepped back repeatedly.

The wounds inflicted by the sword made a "sizzling" sound, and black mist emerged one after another. The head of the sect stepped forward and shouted coldly, "Where did this monster come from!"

What was pouring out of this wound was clearly demonic energy.

At the same time, the Immortal-Slaying Sword collided with the Demon-Subduing Pestle, suppressing the Demon-Subduing Pestle with the power of sword intent. Slightly trembling silver-blue sword lights transformed into long swords that surrounded the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

The bearded man looked up at Qi Jinglin in disbelief, "Impossible! That's nonsense!"

Qi Jinglin didn't even bother to pay any attention to him. His palm suddenly shrank and he stared coldly at the bearded man, not even looking at the Immortal-Slaying Sword beside him.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle suddenly fell to the ground, and countless sword lights merged with the Immortal-Slaying Sword, suddenly emitting a dazzling light.

The runes on the Demon-Subduing Pestle were wrapped around the tip of the Immortal-Slaying Sword, emitting a dazzling golden light, like the power of an ancient god.

The Vajra Formation under the bearded man's feet imprisoned his body, and the Demon-Subduing Pestle seemed to have lost its soul and fell to the ground without a trace of luster.

The bearded man wanted to retreat, but he didn't dare to show it. He swallowed and tried to save himself from the formation, "I'm not a demon!"

The head of the sect glanced at Qi Jinglin, clenched the sword in his hand, and was ready to eliminate the demon at any time.

Qi Jinglin slowly raised his hand, looking down from above like an immortal overlooking the world.

The bearded man looked at the handsome man on the high platform. He knew that he had been defeated. He lowered his head reluctantly and said with gritted teeth, "I have no intention of being an enemy of Xiaoyao Sect. I hope you will show mercy."

"Please spare me?" Qi Jinglin sneered, "You attacked me from behind, you want to kill me."

With one hand behind his back and his back straightened, Qi Jinglin took back his Immortal Slaying Sword with his hooked hand and sneered, "Do you want to use the same method a second time?"

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Amidst the horrified gazes, the hidden arrow attacked Gu Jin's heart, and the Demon-Subduing Pestle turned into a shadow and hit Gu Jin's dantian from behind.

Two beams of light hit Gu Jin's two vital points directly, piercing his heart and dantian amid the elders' exclamations.

But it did not stir up a trace of blood, but instead shattered Gu Jin's figure. The next moment, the figure slowly became blurred.

"Afterimage!"

The bearded man's pupils suddenly contracted, he broke free from the Vajra Formation, fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly retreated.

However, before he could move his feet, the cold sword blade had already pierced his throat, and he raised his eyes to meet Qi Jinglin in front of him.

"Junior brother! Don't!"

Chang Qingzi wanted to step forward to stop him, and moved to Qi Jinglin's side, leaving only a stain of blood on his robe.

"He took his own life." Qi Jinglin's gentle voice carried a chill into the ears of several people. The bearded man opened his eyes wide, looked at Qi Jinglin in disbelief, and opened his mouth but could not utter a word.

Qi Jinglin's palm, carrying spiritual power, had already landed on his head, and the violent spiritual power instantly shattered his spiritual veins.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out and splashed onto Chang Qingzi's robe again, and the bearded man fell headfirst to the ground.

Qi Jinglin drew out the Immortal-Slaying Sword, turned around and saluted respectfully towards the Sect Leader, then suddenly turned around and kicked the bearded man in the body.

In an instant, the spiritual energy around him was in turmoil, and the bearded man's soul was kicked away. Qi Jinglin threw out the Immortal-Slaying Sword and shattered the weak soul.

"I didn't know they had practiced soul power before."

The head of the sect looked at Qi Jinglin with complicated eyes, and finally sighed, "Forget it, forget it, he was the one who came to provoke us, so it is only right that he should be spared."

Chang Qingzi watched all this with a pale face. He could not accept Qi Jinglin's cruel behavior.

Every move was fatal, leaving no room for easing.

Qi Jinglin picked up the Immortal-Slaying Sword expressionlessly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that if he didn't kill the bearded man today, he would become a big trouble in the future.

But he also knew that his behavior must have aroused the suspicion of the leader.

However, in order to protect Gu Jin, he had no choice.

"Master." Gu Jin stopped in front of Qi Jinglin and called softly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Patting the back of Gu Jin's hand soothingly, Qi Jinglin turned to look at the headmaster, "Senior Brother Headmaster, the ruins will be opened in a month, so I will take my disciples back to Weiming Peak for retreat."

"Jinglin." The head of the sect called out to stop Qi Jinglin's movements, and after a long while he slowly spoke, "Do you still remember Tianming?"

Chang Qingzi also looked at Qi Jinglin.

He was almost certain that the bearded man's accusation was true.

Otherwise Qi Jinglin wouldn't have killed him.

They all forgot that the bearded man's two sneak attacks were intended to take the lives of Qi Jinglin and Gu Jin.

The seeds in my heart are slowly taking root.

I don't know when it will sprout.

"Of course I remember." Qi Jinglin took Gu Jin's wrist, turned around and looked at the platform. The wide robe drew a beautiful arc, making him look like an immortal, with bamboo shadows and cool breeze.

The head looked at Qi Jinglin, nodded after a long while, stroked his beard and kept repeating, "That's good, that's good."

Qi Jinglin ignored him and left the hall with Gu Jin.

Feeling that Qi Jinglin's spiritual energy had completely disappeared from Wangyuan Peak, the head of the sect slowly raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes turned cold, without a trace of emotion, and a fierce look in his eyes, "I want to kill Gu Jin."

Kill Gu Jin!

Several elders showed expressions of disbelief.

"Senior Brother." Chang Qingzi looked at the headmaster in shock, then glanced around.

Fortunately, the disciples had just retreated.

The head of the sect frowned as he looked at the empty hall and tried to grab something, but his hands were empty.

"Brother...that child..."

Before Chang Qingzi could finish his words, the head of the sect raised his hand to interrupt him, "Gu Jin must be eliminated. Keeping him alive will only bring disaster."

The Xiaoyao Sect cannot have the existence of monsters, and he cannot bring shame to the Xiaoyao Sect’s reputation.

If Qi Jinglin is unwilling to accept any more disciples, then he has no choice but to do so.

Since my own disciple has passed away, it is only right to accept another one.

"In one month, Changqing, you will take people to the Ruins Trial. You must make sure that Gu Jin dies in the Ruins."

Qi Jinglin didn't know what the headmaster was planning, so he took Gu Jin back to the Unnamed Peak on his flying sword. He casually cast a barrier, then held Gu Jin's shoulders, revealing worry in his eyes, "Are you okay?"

Gu Jin shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just afraid that my identity has been exposed."

If the leader knew his identity, he might not keep him.

For the sake of Xiaoyao Sect, anyone can be abandoned.

"Nothing." Qi Jinglin patted Gu Jin's shoulder and said, "He won't do anything for a while after knowing it. He is like everyone else and doesn't dare to do anything to you or me."

"Because of destiny?" Gu Jin frowned. "What on earth is this destiny that makes people so afraid?"