Quick Transmigration: My Dark History

The cannon fodder hurriedly stretched out his face, trying to get the protagonist to hit him, but of course the protagonist couldn't be cowardly.

So the protagonist looked at the cannon fodder coldly, and said, "If I ask you for Chixialu, how do you plan to give it to me?"

Sun Youwei laughed when he heard it: "Look at what you said, how can I give it? No one in the Zongli knows, I have always been a magnanimous person, if you ask me for it, then I will definitely give it to you without saying a word." Yes. However, there is a premise..."

The other people listened with different expressions.

People who were tired of seeing Sun Youwei bullying Bai Jing even curled their lips, thinking that this person is really as shameless as before, and he can say such things.

They thought this way, but no one was willing to stand up and stop Sun Youwei.

Jiang Yan, who was sleeping in Bai Jing's sleeve, was also woken up by the system at this moment.

"The host don't sleep, get up quickly."

The system hasn't seen such a classic face-slapping plot for a long time. It was so excited that the two mechanical arms were shaking and were about to tie into a knot.

It stood at the best place to watch it in the merit hall, raised its arms and shouted: "The male god is going to slap the face, the male god is going to abuse the scum, everyone, don't miss it when you pass by!"

Jiang Yan didn't sleep all night and is still sleepy.

Hearing this, he yawned lazily, and the little paw scratched his ears once and for all, then slowly took off Bai Jing's sleeve and looked out.

Seeing this, Bai Jingzheng said, "What premise?"

Opposite Sun Youwei said: "The premise is that you bring me tea and water, and serve me well for a few days, which makes me happy. Not to mention three bottles of Chixia dew, even thirty bottles, I can reward you."

This clearly shows that Bai Jing is being manipulated by others.

Bai Jing didn't speak, his brows and eyes were filled with the stubbornness and indifference that Sun Youwei had seen for several years.

Sun Youwei hated his stubbornness the most.

He is obviously a useless waste, but I heard that he used to be a beggar and came to Penglai by begging along the way.

Such a bedbug, which is useless in the human world, why should he be a disciple of Gui Yuanzong with himself?

The more you think about it, the more you despise Bai Jing. Sun Youwei's eyes were full of hostility, and he said, "Thirty bottles are too little? Bai Jing, believe it or not, as long as you take the initiative to get out of the sect, let alone three Ten bottles, even three hundred bottles of Chixia dew, can I give you all of them?"

"..."

The whispering of the people around stopped immediately.

All eyes were on Bai Jing at this moment, wanting to see how he would react to this insult.

Did he bear the humiliation and turned around and left like what often happened in the past, or did he fight Sun Youwei over his own strength like what happened occasionally in the past, and was stepped on by Sun Youwei, ridiculed and insulted in various ways?

Everyone was thinking about it, when they saw Bai Jing raised his hands and rolled up his sleeves, and replied coldly: "You didn't take the initiative to get out of the sect, why should I take the initiative to get out?"

Putting his sleeves together, he looked up at Sun Youwei, and continued: "What are you, you dare to let me leave the sect by going over the teachers?"

Extremely powerful.

Also extremely ignorant.

Many people have already stepped back, waiting for a new round of beatings to start.

Unexpectedly, Bai Jing would answer like this at all, and Sun Youwei was taken aback for a moment.

After he reacted, his gaze became more sinister, and his words became even more ugly: "It's been three days since I've seen you. It's really impressive. I haven't hit you for a few days, so you forget the fate of contradicting me?"

Bai Jing said, "I dare not."

Sun Youwei said: "Why don't you dare, you are afraid that you have eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

Before Bai Jing could reply, he sneered and shook hands——

The right hand, which was empty just now, now has an extra sword!

The sword is three feet long and as cold as snow.

The sword aura visible to the naked eye was constantly suffocating at the sharp point. The sword aura was extremely cold, and the temperature of the entire merit hall dropped instantly. It was a good sword at a glance.

The knowledgeable person immediately said: "This is the Changliang Sword! Deacon Sun Hai really valued him and gave him this sword..."

As I said before, all the disciples in the sect must choose swords after they build their foundations.

But the swords that outer disciples can choose are completely different from the swords that inner disciples can choose.

People like Sun Youwei, who have not yet entered the inner sect, can become the master of the leading Changliang sword in the inner sect's sword pool. If you think about it with your toes, you can imagine that if it weren't for Sun Hai, who was the deacon of the inner sect, For the convenience of his position, if Sun Youwei is a little overlord in the outer sect, how could he have the opportunity to go to the inner sect's sword pool to choose a sword?

It's just...

"This is Changliang."

Holding the sword, Sun Youwei smiled proudly, and looked at Bai Jing with disdain: "Have you heard of Changliang? Its previous owner used it to kill the Taoist monarch in its heyday. I am now Use it against you—what chance do you think you have of winning?"

Daojun is a unique title for monks who are fit and Mahayana.

Looking at the entire Guiyuan Sect, not to mention the fit Taoist monarchs, there are only two inferior Lianxu Zhenjuns.

But this did not prevent everyone present from recognizing the power of the Changliang Sword.

So under the shocking gaze of countless people, Bai Jing did not take out any weapon as before, just looked around, and took a wooden sword that someone did not know placed in the corner of the wall as a weapon.

The little fox had already been moved from the right sleeve to the left when he just rolled up his sleeves. At this moment, his left hand naturally hangs by his side, and his right hand is holding a wooden sword. There is a kind of arrogance in a trance, awe-inspiring and peerless. He was either crazy or stupid, knowing that Sun Youwei had already established his foundation, and he had Changliang in his hands, yet he dared to confront him.

I don't know how miserable he will be beaten by Sun Youwei this time...

"Shh!"

Sun Youwei wielded his sword and attacked Bai Jing first.

In Guiyuanzong, if you don't build a foundation, you can't practice advanced swordsmanship, you can only practice basic swordsmanship.

Therefore, Sun Youwei had only built the foundation for a few days, and when he used the Changliang sword at this moment, he only used basic sword tactics, and did not use any advanced sword skills.

Even so, the Changliang sword showed an extremely sharp posture under the urging of his spiritual power, and the sword was scattered like ice and snow, with the cold sword energy overflowing, Sun Youwei's sword went straight to Bai Jing's abdomen !

Seeing this attitude, he wanted to seriously injure Bai Jing with a sword, and wanted to destroy Bai Jing's dantian!

Dantian is the foundation of a monk's practice.

For example, Bai Jing's bones are not good, but he can practice because he has a dantian, which can store the refined heaven and earth spiritual energy.

But if his dantian is destroyed, no matter how good his bones are, no matter how talented he is, he will still be a real waste, and he will not be able to produce more spiritual power in his body throughout his life.

however……

On the other hand, Bai Jing still had that stubborn and indifferent appearance, no longer the obsession he had when he was in front of the little fox.

He stood on the spot without moving, watching the cold sword point coming straight towards him.

two feet.

One zhang.

half zhang.

The Changliang Sword is getting closer.

Close at hand, the skin is also cold.

Seeing that Changliang's sword tip was only a foot away from piercing Bai Jing's dantian, Bai Jing finally raised his hand and swung the extremely rough wooden sword forward.

"Ding!"

In an instant, the sound of gold and jade rang out, mixed with the sudden burst of sword energy, which shocked the entire merit hall into chaos!

Most of the people present are refining qi and building foundations, and few people can withstand Chang Liang's sword qi.

They dodged in embarrassment to avoid the sword energy from invading them.

In the chaos, someone noticed that the sword of Changliang, known as the sword that cut the Taoist Lord, was firmly blocked by Bai Jing's wooden sword, and could not move forward no matter what.

--what happened? !

Bai Jing is well-known for ten years of Qi refining, how can he stop Sun Youwei in the foundation building period?

Before he could think about it any further, he saw Bai Jing move his wrist lightly, and the wooden sword in his hand moved slightly to the side at an ingenious angle.

"Tap Tap!"

A series of footsteps sounded, and it was Sun Youwei who was too late to catch up. The Changliang sword was carried forward by the wooden sword, and the others also rushed forward, just passing by Bai Jing.

The tip of the Changliang sword swiped along the center of the wooden sword to the end. Sun Youwei couldn't hold back his strength at all, and could only watch helplessly as the long Liang sword fell down heavily when it reached the end of the wooden sword, without any support anymore——

Rushing past Bai Jing, Sun Youwei's body was suddenly tilted by the falling Changliang sword.

Before he had time to stand still, there was a "bang", and the wooden sword on the stick hit the snake heavily on his wrist. The force caused him to spread his five fingers in pain, and the Changliang sword fell to the ground with a bang, and the others also fell to their knees. .

This is not over yet.

Sun Youwei, who suddenly felt humiliated, was about to pick up the Changliang sword, get up and fight with Bai Jing again, when he felt a pain in his back, and there was a dull sound, as the wooden sword hit him on the back without stopping , Although he didn't use his spiritual power, it was better than using his spiritual power, and he beat Sun Youwei to the ground, unable to get up.

I don't know how long it took, but with a "snap", the wooden sword was actually broken from it!

Bai Jing threw the half of the wooden sword casually, and looked down at Sun Youwei who was beaten to death.

"You lost," he said.

Sun Youwei vomited blood, and then slowly turned to look at him.

Then intermittently said: "You...you are not Qi refining, you are, you are foundation building..."

Bai Jing said, "Yes, I am Building Foundation."

Hearing this, everyone who was already stunned became even more stunned.

Didn't you say before that Bai Jing's root bone is the worst one in the history of the sect, and it will definitely not be able to build a foundation within a hundred years, why in the blink of an eye, not only succeeded in building a foundation, but also beat Sun Youwei, who owns the Changliang Sword, half to death ?

He, what method did he use to make such a shocking change?

Regardless of what other people think, Bai Jing only said to the people on the ground: "You have humiliated me and beat me for several years, and today I will pay you back. Next time I meet you again, if you still dare to insult me Hit me, I will not show mercy."

Sun Youwei vomited blood again, and sneered again and again: "You just...you just showed mercy? Heh..."

Bai Jingdao: "I'm merciful, but you still can't beat me. If I didn't mercifully, do you think you can still talk to me alive?"

These words were ruthless, Sun Youwei's face was pale, and he didn't reply for a long time.