After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

The other party did not abandon the proper etiquette just because she was a child. He just folded his hands and saluted: "I am Zhuge Fusheng, a disciple of the Suiqiong Sect. Please teach me!"

Zhuge Fusheng, the new disciple of the Suiqiong Sect, has the top grade ice spirit root and is said to have already reached the first level of the third heaven.

A cold and clear voice came, and Chu Chaozhao raised his chin and looked up.

The saying "Young man should only see the painting, but I alone understand the essence of it" [1] must have been used to describe the person in front of me.

He was tall, she estimated that he was about 1.9 meters tall.

She missed her tall stature in her previous life!

The young man came towards the golden light, with sword-like eyebrows, star-like eyes and a straight nose. He did not speak, and his face was stern. The coldness and sharpness on his face overshadowed his otherwise handsome face. He looked like a cedar standing tall on the top of a snowy mountain, or a lone wolf in the mountains.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the little cub that was not even as tall as his legs, but there was no trace of contempt or disdain in his cold eyes.

Chu Chaozhao returned the greeting with a very respectful gesture: "Chu Chaozhao, a disciple of Guiyun Sect, please teach me!"

She held the sword, and a huge shadow appeared behind her, but she was still sighing in her heart.

The legs are so long! When will she grow into a majestic dragon and have such a pair of long legs!

While thinking this, she was able to distract herself and swing the sword.

Golden light leaked down from the clouds, and the huge crimson-purple sword shadow seemed to be coated with a layer of fragmented golden light, slashing down with unstoppable force.

Zhuge Fusheng's eyes moved slightly when he saw this, and he was surprised for a moment. Suddenly, the lake blue spiritual power gathered, and he swung his sword. The spiritual power in the sky changed into countless ice cones, and quickly condensed into a long sword to chop down.

Two swords, one purple and one blue, collided in the air, and the strong energy was rampant. If it weren't for the formation, it would have affected the people around.

Although the two people in the center used their spiritual power to protect themselves in time, they were still shocked and took several steps back.

Chu Chaozhao looked up in surprise. This person, like her, could transform spiritual power into swords. Although he had the same cultivation as Ye Yun, he was much stronger than her! Was this a battle between spiritual powers?

The little cub's eyes lit up, the real opponent has come!

Zhuge Fusheng was also extremely shocked. He never thought that the other party was just a little kid, with only two levels of cultivation, but could be evenly matched with him.

The opportunity to gain practical experience has come, he can't lose this battle!

The two were equally excited, and they both jumped up and fought again.

On the high platform.

The leader of the Qingyu Sect smiled and said, "What a young genius! He has top-grade ice spirit roots. He has just joined the sect not long ago, right? He has already reached the first level of the third heaven! Not only that, he can also transform his spirit power into swords. What a genius! This is a true child of destiny!"

Nie Daoxu felt that he had finally gotten some pride, and he raised his head again and said proudly, "Of course, he is more talented than Ye Yun, and his understanding of the way of the sword is even better than our sect."

After saying that, he glanced at Wen Xianyun provocatively. Wen Xianyun snorted lightly, turned sideways, and tried his best not to catch his smug face with his peripheral vision.

The main idea is out of sight, out of mind!

Jun Jue, the deputy leader of the Daodao Sword Sect, smiled gently: "The two are evenly matched, and they are indeed rare geniuses. I don't know who will win or lose."

The two people on the ring fought for a long time, but no one was defeated.

Chu Chaozhao thought for a moment. The opponent was very powerful. He was only at the eighth level of the Second Heaven. It would be difficult for him to challenge the opponent of a higher level. He learned a lot of sword styles and sword moves from Elder Jiuqi and his master, but it was still too much for him given the gap in cultivation level.

How about trying that ultimate move you haven't used yet?

At this moment, she had to thank herself for reading so hard.

But she only took a quick look at it that day, and before she had a chance to try it on, it was taken away.

I won’t die if I try this time, will I?

She stood on the stage, and for some reason, she tilted her head and subconsciously glanced towards the platform. The man sitting on the towering platform met her eyes and smiled lovingly, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

It was as if she could see him whenever she turned her head.

Whatever, since he's here, she won't really die.

At this moment, Chu Chaozhao herself has not realized that since when, she, who always cares about gains and losses, has subconsciously begun to believe in and rely on someone.

Chu Chaozhao stepped back from the sword shadow and stood on the side of the arena. The crimson-purple spiritual power spread all over her body, and there was also a flash of crimson-purple light in her eyes, but it was only for a moment and could not be captured.

Zhuge Fusheng was puzzled. He saw her holding the sword in both hands and throwing it high up. The sparkling gem sword hung in the air. Her small hands quickly formed seals and cast a spell. The gem-studded sword suddenly trembled in the air, making a clanging sound that echoed throughout the entire Chunshan for a long time.

Many years later, when people talk about this day, they can't help but think of the demeanor of these two young geniuses.

In an instant, a circle of similar sword shadows appeared behind her, and then two circles, three circles... overlapping, sword shadows continued to appear, each one flashing with a wild and sharp edge.

But in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if thousands of troops were galloping behind her, and the little person seemed to be in the silver moon and the starry sky. A bright smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, as if she was standing on her horse with a sword in hand, determined to chop the opponent down.

The scene was so shocking that it was hard to believe that this was the noise caused by a little cub.

All around, the gazes cast at him were filled with shock and disbelief. All four seats were as quiet as a chicken, and many people's jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.

Isn't this move one of his senior's special moves? Is he dazzled?

Wen Xianyun was breathing rapidly and took a long breath before he calmed down. He took out the jade gourd and took a big gulp of wine.

"Brother? You taught him? Didn't Master Chen Yue Man Tian teach you?"

Those who had seen this move also looked over and waited for the answer.

Wen Qingyu's beautiful eyes reflected the little cub with thousands of swords and stars and moon behind him, and the smile on his brows was about to overflow.

The words spoken by that dazzling person the next moment made people want to vomit blood on the spot.

Facing everyone's doubts, he just smiled and said, "No, she only saw this sword move in an ancient book. I never thought she would use it in one go. Her understanding of the sword is even better than mine."

Just two or three casual words left everyone confused.

What did you say? One look? And then you used one of your best moves?

Are you kidding me?

Wen Xianyun actually drank several sips of wine. It must be said that he hated gifted dogs the most in his life!

Shit, he couldn’t learn this move at all in the beginning, but today, the little cub who just took a look at it actually used it?

He should go back to being the clan leader. He doesn't really want to be the clan leader anymore.

At this moment, the little man in his heart was crying while holding a handkerchief.

Hearing this, Jiu Qi patted his thighs, stood up suddenly, and said excitedly: "Hahahaha! Good! Good! Genius! This is a genius!"

However, Nie Daoxu felt that Venerable Bai Qing's words, especially the last sentence, were very familiar. When he recalled what he had just said, a fishy and sweet taste rose up his throat.

It's so annoying that he's dying! He just has a grudge against Guiyun Sect!

Facing the powerful sword force, Zhuge Fusheng was not at all timid. He was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, which was rare for him, as if the bright moon was in his arms.

He inserted the sword in his hand into the ring and cast spells quickly with both hands. Lake blue spiritual energy continued to fly around him. Everyone felt that Chunshan suddenly became several degrees colder.

Suddenly, the arena was covered with frost, which froze the arena and continued to spread towards Chu Chaozhao.

Chu Chaozhao's clear voice was extremely casual. His little finger moved slightly and tapped in the air, casually directing the sword shadow.

"It's my first time, please bear with me."

She murmured in a low voice: The sky is full of Chenyue, and I have thousands of swords at my disposal to kill!

The myriad crimson-purple sword shadows overturned and moved forward with unstoppable force.

Zhuge Fusheng moved slightly, and a rare smile appeared on his cold face: "What a coincidence, me too."

The frost-covered arena began to vibrate, and the frost turned into swords that rose from the ground and headed towards the crimson-purple sword shadows that were filled with silver moons and stars.

The four seats were as quiet as a chicken. Everyone stared at the scene holding their breath, and they were all so shocked that they were speechless.

One purple and one blue collide.

In an instant, the sky became bright and nothing could be seen clearly.

I only heard a snapping sound, as if something broke.