There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Chapter 1314: Sword Unsheathed

It reappeared after a moment.

"What are you doing?" The girl in the pink and white dress exploded on the spot, her two braids that had been hanging quietly at her sides suddenly standing up. "Haven't you heard that you can't litter?"

"Don't take the life of the weapon spirit lightly, you bastards—"

A cold sound suddenly rang in my ears.

"Are you going to scold me again?"

Liu Ren Die paused, his hair almost standing on end, and he turned his head to take a look in horror.

The boy's eyelashes drooped, and dark energy surged in his beautiful cat-like eyes. He turned his head and gave her a sinister look.

"..."

Ma Ma!

Due to the spiritual weapon's natural keen perception of danger, she could feel that the other party was on the verge of going berserk.

Knowing that this sword spirit was no good, Liu Ren Die was very cowardly and said, "No... I didn't scold you."

Fushengjian didn't bother to care what she was thinking in her heart. He just casually judged her ability and then came to a conclusion.

A useless little thing.

Although she looks cute, I want to crush her to death.

Sword spirits don't care about these things. To them, they are all "rivals" who are trying to steal their sword master's love.

But this was picked up by Xia Xia, so I can’t crush it to death.

He looked away with a slight regret, and the next second he rushed into the center of the battlefield again.

It seemed as if I could sense a hint of malice from the Liuren dice: "..."

It wasn't an illusion. This guy wanted to kill her as well, right?

Lying in a big trough.

Are you crazy about killing?

She was not in a very good mood, so she threw all the nearby demons in to accompany the demon cultivator. "Are these guys crazy?"

Ever since Gu Xia blew herself up and broke the contract with them, her sword spirits went crazy on the spot.

Liu Ren Die's character is both good and evil. After all, she was once in the hands of the demons, and her relationship with Gu Xia is not deep enough, so she seems much calmer in comparison.

But that's normal.

She had some understanding of things like sword spirits.

The safety of the Sword Master is above everything else for them. The incident that happened in front of Taiyi Sect some time ago was too sudden. Without Gu Xia, wouldn’t these people go crazy?

Come to think of it...it seems there is someone who is even crazier.

The little girl in the pink dress couldn't help but twitch her big eyes.

She subconsciously glanced towards the more chaotic area.

The huge body was too eye-catching. The black dragon hovered in the sky, its body towering like a small mountain and crushing down heavily.

Wherever it passed, all the demons below the level of God were turned into powder. The thick dragon claws came down deeply and directly crushed the opponents. The dragon tail behind it swung and swept out with a heavy blow. The demon cultivators who attacked from all directions had several bones broken.

His chest was deeply sunken, as if he died with his eyes open.

"..."

Grass.

How is this played?

They were facing off against this crazy dragon. Were they sure they wouldn't just go up and eat the food and be killed as experience packs?

But we can't retreat.

Now the demon clan has been reshuffled, and the one who holds the power of speech has become a woman they don't know, and none of the big demons guarding her are easy to deal with.

The demons don't show mercy. If they dare to run now, they will die at the hands of their own people in the next second.

Therefore, from the very beginning of this battle, we could only attack.

There is no retreat.

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The situation of the disciples was not much better.

The demons are different from cultivators. As long as they want, they can improve their cultivation much faster than those on the righteous side. However, in general, the cultivation level improved by such unorthodox methods is not solid, and there is also the thunder tribulation lurking around.

So they really didn't expect that the demons had hidden so many powerful people.

Now even the great demons in the Void Refinement Stage have appeared.

They could still make a try at the level of Huashen by relying on their own cooperation, but the level of Lianxu was simply beyond their reach.

The opponent's pressure slightly increased, and all the disciples present found it difficult to breathe.

But it was offset by a force the next second.

Li Tingyun's brows turned slightly cold. He took a step forward, and the formation under his feet lit up silently, covering everyone.

"Tsk."

The other party seemed a little surprised. He glanced at him, and when he saw that he was not one of those aggressive sword cultivators, he quickly looked away.

The man spit out a word contemptuously, "Heh."

Li Tingyun: "..."

What do you mean, look down on him?

Yi Ling, who was standing by, threw out a few attack talismans, subconsciously glanced over here, then quickly rushed over and hugged his arm, "Calm down, Big Brother, we really can't beat this guy."

What his senior brother hated most in his life was being spoken to in such a contemptuous tone.

This big devil obviously didn't know.

Of course, there's a good chance he wouldn't care even if he knew.

After all, whether it is the world of cultivation or the demon clan, strength is the key.

It is obvious that except for sword cultivators, in the eyes of the demons, the fists of cultivators of other professions are not that strong.

Naturally, I look down on them.

"A hundred years since we last met, are all five sects extinct?" the man began mockingly, "They actually sent out a bunch of little brats like you, who haven't even grown all their hair yet."

A group of disciples: "..."

Grass.

Being old is a big deal, right?

Is it necessary to mock them every time you see them?

With the side of Xie Baiyi's wrist, Jian Feng blocked several attacks. His sword energy was awe-inspiring and domineering, colliding with the opponent's demonic energy, making a sharp sound.

Yi Ling’s head was as big as a bucket.

He almost wanted to kneel down to this man.

The demons have unpredictable tempers, and this tough approach can easily anger them.

As expected, the big demon immediately turned his attention to Xie Baiyi.

After a quick exploration, perhaps because he felt that this young man in the Spiritual Transformation Stage was quite interesting and not as weak as the one just now, he slowly pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "If you want to die, then I will grant your wish."

Undisguised murderous intent suddenly surged from his body, and the already tense atmosphere was stretched to a string that could break at any moment. Xie Baiyi could feel that most of the murderous intent was directed at him, and he held his breath slightly.

With Li Tingyun around, the pressure had no effect on him. Xie Baiyi also clenched the hilt of the sword. The sword spirits sensed his emotions and appeared on his left and right sides.

He looked expressionlessly at the murderous demon opposite him.

"Two sword spirits?"

Having not left the demon clan for hundreds of years, he was slightly stunned when he suddenly saw this scene, revealing an expression of having never seen the world before.

"Interesting." The man immediately became excited and quickly guessed that Xie Baiyi's identity was not ordinary. After all, he only knew that they were a group of direct disciples. The demon cultivator below was kicked out by him for being noisy before he could finish his words.

Now it seems that this young man is quite outstanding even among his direct descendants.

He curled his lips and rushed out, "Then I'll finish you off first, and then throw your body to those old guys from the Five Sects."

"Huh? I'm sure the expressions on their faces will be quite interesting."

The elders who were called old guys:???

No, they didn't mess with anyone.

Xie Baiyi's eyes were cold, and he followed with the sword clenched tightly in his hand. The rustling sound of the sword was also filled with undisguised murderous aura.

"Then try it."

The sword was unsheathed.

In an instant, a sharp look appeared between the boy's eyebrows and eyes.

Even though he knew he was no match for his opponent, he never took a single step back.

Because behind him are fellow disciples and innocent monks.

His master had taught him on the day he entered the sect.

A sword cultivator holds a sword in his hand, he should eliminate injustice and protect the weak.

The ruthless way is not really ruthless.

This is his duty and also his spiritual aspiration.

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