The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Just then, Chao Zhao’s three senior brothers came out from the back room.

"This is not the place to draw your sword."

Lou Fuyue spoke with a smile.

After all, Ji Wushe had just shattered the house not long ago. It couldn't be possible for it to collapse again just a few days later, right?

Xue Xingzhi said: "Go to the ring."

Chao Zhao was about to nod when his master's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Not going to the ring."

Ji Wushe hurried over with his two nephews, and when he heard that they were going to the arena, he decisively stopped them.

"Master?"

Chao Zhao looked at him in confusion.

"too many people."

Ji Wushe shook his head. What Chao Zhao showed in the secret realm had already attracted a lot of attention. If a natal sword without attributes appeared again...

The spiritual power in the world of immortal cultivation is present in a state that is visible to people's naked eyes and perceptible to their spiritual consciousness.

Because spiritual power has attributes and is closely connected to everything between heaven and earth.

Even in the grand era of ascension five thousand years ago, no one had ever heard of the existence of anything with no attributes.

When he thought of the enemy hiding in the dark, his eyes darkened slightly. After thinking for a moment, he spoke again, "Go to Frost Peak."

Qin Liao: “?”

The corners of his lips twitched, and he met the gloating eyes of his senior brother, but in the end he remained silent.

Who said there are so few living things on his Frost Peak?

"Oh......"

Chao Zhao had no objection, and Xue Xingzhi had none either.

Fan Lian silently raised his hand: "Can I go and watch?"

Ji Wushe noticed her expectant gaze and nodded: "Okay."

So the group moved to Qin Liao's Frost Peak.

Frost and snow have been falling on Frost Peak for years, and the frost and snow are floating in the sky and landing on the snow-white mountain peak.

Qin Liao marked out a zone at the scene and set up restrictions to prohibit anyone from entering or spying.

Ji Shu was slightly shocked: "So strict..."

"What do you know."

Fan Lian stood with him on the periphery, proudly explaining to his good friend: "This shows that Zhao Zhao's natal sword is extraordinary!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chao Zhao summoned his own natal sword.

“It’s called rags.”

After these words were spoken, everyone else fell silent except for the three elders who had heard of the name of this sword a long time ago.

Fan Lian stared at the "broken sword" and began to doubt whether she should take back what she had just said. This sword was indeed extraordinary, so extraordinary that she could not find any words to describe its extraordinaryness.

"......tattered?"

Rong Jizhi looked at the gray and even slightly rusty sword in her hand, which looked like it had been dug out from a pile of coal, and glanced at Wen Qingyan silently.

"That's right!"

Chao Zhao said loudly, without any shame or sadness on his face, but swore, "Because I like to eat the stones that Senior Brother gave me the most!"

As long as she doesn't feel ashamed, then they are the ones who are ashamed!

On the contrary, she felt that the name 'rag and mustache' was very easy to pronounce.

The origin of the name of the natal sword has been solved.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on Wen Qingyan.

Wen Qingyan: "........."

Feeling those blatant looks of disdain directed at him, he had no way of saying anything and could only hold the knife in his arms tighter.

As a sword spirit with a very unique personality, the sword spirit of the Chiyang Sword was particularly resistant when it heard the name of Chao Zhao's natal sword.

[I don’t want it! I don’t want it! I don’t want it!!!]

Xue Xingzhi skillfully put a silencing ban on his own sword spirit, then raised his eyes to look at Chao Zhao who was already prepared on the opposite side.

He nodded slightly: "Let's get started."

"Wait a moment."

Chao Zhao suddenly raised his hand to stop the incident, "Let me do some ideological work on Raglan first."

"?"

Xue Xingzhi didn't understand what was going on, but he still obeyed and didn't move.

Next, everyone in the audience witnessed how Chao Zhao used threats and inducements towards his own natal sword.

Chao Zhao was seen looking down at the natal sword that was lying in his hand pretending to be dead, with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Rubbish, you don't want to end up like Brother Coal and become the scrap copper and iron in the iron furnace of Brother Senior, right?"

Everyone was silent.

They are overthinking it. There is only coercion but no inducement.

However, Chao Zhao's method is obviously very effective against "junk".

"let's start."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Xingzhi and Chao Zhao attacked together.

The blade of the Chiyang Sword drew a bright and hot golden-red sword light on the vast snow-capped peaks, and the sword intent burst out, with an imposing aura.

In just a few days, his sword power became even stronger.

However, compared to Xue Xingzhi, they were more shocked by the sword in Chao Zhao's hand, which seemed to be just an ordinary iron sword. It even lived up to its name of "broken". After Chao Zhao shook it twice, the sword body suddenly burst out with the same golden light.

Even the changes in sword energy brought about by Xue Xingzhi's own Yangyan constitution were also displayed on Chao Zhao's natal sword.

The identical sword energies, almost replicated in the same proportion, confronted each other in mid-air.

A hint of surprise flashed across Xue Xingzhi's usually calm eyes.

"This is?!--"

Feng Qi almost jumped up in disbelief.

No one could answer him, because even Chao Zhao himself couldn't react.

After a moment, she lowered her eyes and looked at the natal sword in her hand that was burning with blazing red sun flames. She exclaimed, "My goodness, a piece of junk like you can do this?"

"Buzz! ——"

The sword vibrated slightly, as if trying to prove itself.

Xue Xingzhi on the opposite side had come back to his senses at this moment, his eyes filled with interest and fighting spirit: "Chao Zhao, give it a try."

"Right on my mind."

Two identical Yangyan sword lights collided in mid-air, and the sword intent spread out, and the white Frost Peak couldn't help but tremble.

The sword lights intertwined, and the figures of Chao Zhao and Xue Xingzhi were obscured by the sword light that was as dazzling as the scorching sun hanging in the sky. Unless people used their spiritual sense to sense, they could not even tell their positions.

It was not until Chao Zhao and Xue Xingzhi exchanged dozens of moves that Ji Wushe finally confirmed it and said in a heavy tone: "...exactly the same."

He now has some doubts, is the mortal Taoist partner of his junior sister really a human being?

The natal sword of a sword cultivator is the one that best suits them and is the only one that can fully bring out their own talents and strengths.

Before Chao Zhao obtained the natal sword, Ji Wushe thought that she could control Jingshuang because of her special spiritual roots. Even if she "did not exist", she would not be repelled by Jingshuang.

But now it seems that this is not because of non-rejection.

But -

No matter what kind of sword it is, she can adapt it perfectly, even her own sword can completely replicate the opponent's sword.

From the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago to the present day, such a being has never appeared in the world of immortal cultivation, even the innate sword body that is favored by heaven.

Lou Fuyue murmured: "This is the true strength of my junior sister..."

Feng Qi looked excited, but at the same time there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Such a unique existence is an obvious target no matter where it is placed.

'boom!!--'

Two figures flashed across each other, and the men's attacks became more and more fierce, as if they were constantly testing the opponent's limits.

'Boom! Boom! Boom!'

In the distance, there is snow all year round. On the snow-capped peaks, the mountain roars, and the snow that has accumulated on the top of the mountain for hundreds and thousands of years rolls down with the trembling of the mountain.

Fanlian: "...Will they cause an avalanche?"

"Is it possible that the avalanche had already occurred?"

Ji Shu stared at the two figures in the air without blinking. His cultivation level was not as high as theirs, so what he could see was limited, but this did not affect the admiration in his eyes.

Feng Qi coughed and said, "It seems like they are addicted to fighting."

Qin Liao held his forehead slightly.

"I'll add another layer of restriction."

After saying this, the Frost Sword emerged from his consciousness, and a frosty breath floated, causing the temperature in the area to drop sharply.

Qin Liao's original intention was just to control the Frost Sword to stop the noise made by Chao Zhao and Xue Xingzhi.

Who would have thought that when the more powerful and rich Frost Sword Intent appeared, the "junk" in Chao Zhao's hand was like a gangster, and instantly abandoned the Chiyang Sword Intent.

The sword light, which was full of arrogance, instantly turned into a frosty breath that gathered ice and frost.

It was clearly a sword intent that Chao Zhao was very familiar with, but at this moment she fell into silence.

Others: “………”

Is this sword still picked up?