Rebirth master villain whitewashing strategy

Luo Ningzhi looked resentful, staring at Jiang Wuxie with those almond eyes.

His eyes were already big, but when he stared at them now, it was as if he wanted to jump out of his eye sockets.

But there was no trace of panic on the faces of the people below him, and Luo Ningzhi even saw some interest in his eyes.

"What the hell do you mean! Empty words are useless, Jiang Er, don't think you belong to Xuantianzong, I dare not do anything to you!"

The frontal attack was unsuccessful, but instead, Luo Ningzhi lost his dazzling demeanor just now.

He retracted the sword, and immediately withdrew his free hands and firmly pressed Jiang Wuxie's shoulders.

He even swears.

Fortunately, his voice was so low that only two of them could hear it.

If not, then maybe something will be revealed.

"Oh, I didn't expect that the dignified young master of Diancang Mountain would still curse people."

Jiang Wuxie dealt with him.

But Luo Ningzhi didn't intend to accompany her.

There is a time limit for each game, half an hour.

If this time is exceeded, the two contestants will automatically abstain.

Therefore, if you want to get the right to participate in the next game, you must control the time within this time.

Luo Ningzhi planned to meet a disciple of Qing Kuya, and it happened that he could solve it with only one move.

Unexpectedly, this disciple of Qingkuya turned out to be such a hard-boiled and hard-headed person, he beat him to the ground even if he survived two moves.

What can be endured and what cannot be endured.

Luo Ningzhi, the dignified young head of Dian Cangshan, the future head, a man with thousands of honors, how could he tolerate such a lowly person stepping on his head!

He adjusted his strategy, no longer talking to Jiang Wuxie, and no longer listening to what he said.

What kind of past did Jin Kuijian have, and what did his father hide from him? Now these are not important compared to winning this game.

He let go of his hand, stood up, and called out Jin Kuijian again.

Then, after Jiang Wuxie also stood up, he charged directly at him with the wind.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Suddenly, there was only a "bang lang", and a mahogany sword went straight to meet him.

Jiang Wuxie withstood Luo Ningzhi's attack!

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd!

"Brother Jiang, good job, come on!"

Joy and peace danced and waved.

But on the stage, Fuxue looked at Jiang Wuxie, who was gnashing his teeth and persevering desperately, but was full of reprimands: "Is this Jiang Er going to die! What is the power of the Jin Kui sword, can he be resisted by a mere mortal! "

As she said that, she turned her head to Shen Jingliu who was in front of her again: "Teacher, why don't you stop? Jiang Er is definitely no match for Luo Ningzhi.

That is Jin Kui Sword, the sword that sealed the magic star, although it is a peerless spiritual sword now, but it will always be a scourge!we

Although they couldn't stop Luo Qianli, they couldn't let a disciple die by that sword in vain! "

Her tone was full of eagerness, and her beautiful eyes were also full of anxiety.

"That's right, senior brother, why don't you call it a stop." Luo Shendu also spoke.

Anyway, this young man has been healed before, his foundation is extremely poor, it is not easy to reach such a point in six years, we can't just put our lives where they shouldn't be in vain.

"Junior Brother..." Zhong Li asked and also made a sound.

The four elders, except Fei Ling, all pleaded with Shen Jingliu.

As for Fei Ling, he kept squinting those coquettish fox eyes, looked at him with a smile, rubbed his chin, and said nothing.

But Shen Jingliu remained silent.

He stared at Jiang Wuxie below.

Beads of sweat had already fallen from his forehead on the opponent's face, and slid into his neck along the increasingly clear and tough outline.

He must have lost his strength and moved his throat.

Shen Jingliu looked up at the sky again, the sun was indeed a bit bright.

His eyes were dazzled by the light.

"Wait a little longer." After a long silence, Shen Jingliu slowly spit out three words.

"Teacher—" Fuxue's tone became more urgent!

"Listen to me." Shen Jingliu interrupted her directly.

Fuxue was choked directly, and almost didn't lift it up in one breath.

Seeing Shen Jingliu's complete expression of "I've already made a decision, don't come to persuade me, and I won't listen to you if you persuade me", she simply waved her sleeves, and after a "hum", she didn't Speak again.

Luo Ningzhi and Jiang Wuxie on the stage were still in a stalemate.

Luo Ningzhi never imagined that a broken mahogany sword could survive here for so long.

"Jiang Er, this broken peach wood sword of yours is really powerful. It has lasted for so long. But it's a pity, you have already eaten enough of the appetizers in front, and the following is the real thing."

He sneered, withdrew his hand abruptly, stood firmly on the spot, concentrated his energy, pointed his sword to the sky, and shouted: "Poyun Zhan—"

Suddenly, thunder roared.

All the streaks of golden light hit Jin Kuijian.

"This Luo Ningzhi is simply a bastard! This head teacher doesn't care about it! He used spells to deal with Brother Jiang in a fusion period, didn't this kill him! These people are all blind!"

After seeing the sword, Xi Le couldn't sit still.

Mouth has been cursing.

Seeing Luo Ningzhi's moves now, she was even more anxious to death.

But she has no choice but to be anxious, there are rules for this sword test meeting.

As long as you don't die, don't cheat, it doesn't matter if you get slightly injured.

Even if there is a disparity in strength, it doesn't matter.

As long as they are all at the same level, no one gets hurt.

Xiyue herself is weak, and what she says is like a mayfly shaking a tree, not worth mentioning.

It was of no use except to come up safely and hold her hand.

She began to blame herself for not allowing Second Brother Jiang to ignore her and asked him to sign up.

Now, standing on the stage, facing a strong opponent like Luo Ningzhi, it was like walking on the edge of a knife, between life and death.

Thinking about it, the corners of her eyes were a little moist.

Even though she knew the rules, she still couldn't trust Luo Ningzhi.

She dared not look any further.

"Brother!" With a cry, she turned her head and buried her face in Ping An's arms.

Ping An hurriedly comforted his sister.

Wei Beijun always stood by Ping An's side.

He glanced at the two of them lightly, and then returned his gaze to the stage.

When Jiang Wuxie was practicing at Qingkuya, he was not like this now.

"Jiang Er, you can clearly defeat this Luo Ningzhi, why are you hiding your strength?"

He stared at the person on the stage who took a few steps back and narrowed his eyes.

On the stage, after Luo Ningzhi shouted loudly, he raised his sword and swung it at the air a few times.

Then, streaks of golden light appeared and ran straight towards Jiang Wuxie.

"Is this Luo Ningzhi a bit out of touch with martial arts?"

"Why is he bullying an outer disciple like this?"

"I don't think so. There is probably something about this guy called Jiang Er. Although it was true that Luo Ningzhi made a fool of himself by mistake before, his calm appearance doesn't look like an embroidered pillow."

"... "

There was a commotion in the crowd.

Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at Jiang Wuxie.

And Jiang Wuxie, after withstood the heavy pressure of the Jin Kui sword, took the four attacks with the mahogany sword alone in full view.

But at the last stroke, his mahogany sword suddenly split in half from the middle.

Without any resistance, Jiang Wuxie finally received the attack with his body.

The attack was drawn on the arm, because the sword energy was sharp, and immediately, his arm was covered with blood.

But fortunately, Luo Ningzhi still remembered the rules, and Jiang Wuxie only suffered some skin trauma, and the wound was not deep.

"That's it."

Shen Jing Liu's cold voice came.

"What does Master Shen mean?" Luo Qianli stood up.

Shen Jingliu glanced at him coldly, "Don't you know what mistake your own precious son made?"

"Luo doesn't know." Luo Qianli insisted.

"It's true that as long as you don't die and don't cheat in the sword test meeting, it's okay to be slightly injured. After all, these can be regarded as exchanges between disciples." At this point, Shen Jingliu paused, and his eyes swept over Jiang Wuxie. On the bleeding arm, he said slowly: "But Young Master Luo doesn't take this friendship seriously.

It is unfair for Luo Shao to be in charge of a cultivator in the integration period to let him fight against the disciples of Qingkuya.

At the beginning, Shen also thought that this battle would end soon, but he never thought that Jiang Er could last until now.

But it doesn't stop there.

Since Sect Master Luo can summon the Jin Kui Sword in such a contest of disparity in strength, and use the trick of breaking the gold cut, then if the strength of the subsequent contest is the same, wouldn't it be necessary to find a way to let others lose? Drop the game? "

At this point, Shen Jingliu suddenly raised his head, "I'll say it again, the sword test conference is just a discussion among disciples, not a battle to subjugate demons.

You disciples will be the mainstay of all sects in the future, and righteous people must pass the test of virtue and quality.

The competition should be done in an upright manner, don't think about being a little crooked or underestimate the enemy because of your own cultivation base.

Once discovered, the repair monster Shen is welcome! "

Looking around the crowd with cold eyebrows, Shen Jingliu's voice was cold.

What he said was a pun, and Hera not only made Luo Qianli and Luo Ningzhi look ugly, but also Qi Sui in the Ice Pavilion turned pale for a moment.

"Hmph, this young boy is quite good at sarcasm inside and out." Beside him, Yu Shengyan muttered.

Qi Sui said softly: "Master..."

"Don't call me! You just do what I say, and I will bear the responsibility for what happened, or you would have to bear it!" Yu Shengyan squinted at Qi Sui, and scolded in a cold voice.

Qi Sui fell silent immediately.

This master, Qi Sui has been afraid of her since he was a child.

Even if he raised himself up and spent so long together day and night, he would still be afraid of her.

The master often told him that it was the Hanbing Pavilion that she, Yu Shengyan, raised him, so he had to repay her and repay the Hanbing Pavilion when he had the ability.

Qi Sui couldn't say no to his master, because if he refused, he would be beaten hard.

As the only male disciple recruited by the Ice Pavilion as an exception, he is also a retreat disciple of the head of the sect. He looks glamorous on the surface, but he is actually in a mess.

But he dared not say it.

Although Yu Shengyan has a fiery temper, he has raised himself anyway. As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and life is a father. Yu Shengyan is a woman, who is his biological mother.

He dared not make her angry.

Thinking of the worms in the Qiankun bag, Qi Sui's face turned pale again.

"This competition is not considered a result." Before the final silence, Shen Jingliu spoke again.

After speaking, he waved his sleeves and left the venue.

"Everyone is tired today, let's rest earlier." Before leaving, he said another sentence.