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

Everyone was also stunned by this scene.

I never expected this. Today is full of surprises one after another.

First came the Star Blue Sword, then came the Drinking Wind Sword.

Sword spirits popped out like cabbages, as if they couldn't wait to come out and see this beautiful world.

No matter what, this trip to the human world was worthwhile.

Xu Xingmu pursed his lips, his tone was very unhappy, "Damn it, I haven't pretended enough, and he pretended to be me."

The Star Blue Sword seemed unaware of its sword master's depression and approached without any tact.

"Hey~ Brother, are you Xie Baiyi's sword spirit?"

The corners of the mouths of several sword spirits off the field twitched suddenly, and a familiar feeling came over them.

Sure enough, the next sentence was, "Want to have a fight to see who's the strongest?"

Yinfengjian glanced at him slowly, turned his head away, and said, "No."

Fusheng covered his eyes unbearably and said viciously, "I've had enough. Who's going to knock it down?"

"Let me do it." Wuque rarely joined forces with it, "I've been annoyed with it for a long time."

Suddenly, the Star Blue Sword was hit by the mixed doubles of two sword spirits, "???"

What did it do wrong?!

Without the annoying sword spirit, Yinfeng's appearance successfully made up for the lack of cultivation. The silver-haired and silver-eyed sword spirit slowly raised his hand, and the tacit understanding with his sword master over the years made the thousands of sword shadows behind him ready to go in an instant.

Then he fell towards the ghosts that were rushing towards him from below with a force as powerful as thunder.

In just a blink of an eye, the scene was mostly cleared.

Gu Xia blinked slightly, swung a brick at the ghost master who was trying to take the opportunity to attack him, and exclaimed, "This is a cool move."

The other talisman practitioners were also so excited that their voices started to creak, “Xie Baiyi, you’re so handsome.”

Xie Baiyi, who had just used his ultimate move and had almost had his spiritual power drained away, had just come to his senses when he heard a bunch of disgusting clamp sounds.

"???"

He looked dazed for a moment and almost fell vertically.

Gu Xia, who was closest to him, quickly grabbed it in his hand.

The girl stepped on the Huixue Sword and whistled briskly, "Hey, Xie Baiyi, I saved you, don't you want to say thank you?"

Xie Baiyi silently glanced at her hand holding his collar, "So why are you holding me like this?"

Like carrying a chicken.

"Ah?" Gu Xia looked down and said, "Report a little bit, my brothers are used to it."

"..." As expected of you.

With the sword spirits joining the battlefield and cooperating with their own sword masters, they were unstoppable for a while.

Seeing that ordinary ghosts could not hurt them at all, Qu Yimian became extremely confused and suddenly commanded those ghosts to attack ordinary people hiding in the formation in the distance.

"What the hell? Are you crazy?"

Xu Xingmu chopped the two ghosts apart with one sword and brought them back to the battlefield. He turned his head and stared at her in disbelief.

The disciples were also shocked.

I didn't expect that she could actually give direct orders to these ghosts.

Gu Xia looked at her coldly, "You are really capable of attacking ordinary people."

Being looked at with contempt by everyone, Qu Yimian felt extremely embarrassed.

But now that things have come to this, she can only bite the bullet and continue.

Anyway, if these disciples had not intervened, the ordinary people in the imperial city would have died long ago.

She did this only because she had no choice.

Qu Yimian kept comforting herself in her heart, and murderous intent gradually appeared in her eyes.

……

Several sword cultivators quickly brought their sword spirits to help intercept.

Xie Baiyi was still recovering his spiritual power. He almost pierced Qu Yimian's chest with a quick and accurate sword. He met her incredulous gaze and said in an icy tone, "Do you know how many innocent people in the entire imperial city will die if you do this?"

Qu Yimian seemed to be hurt by his cold gaze. She turned her head away, her emotions gloomy and unclear. "But you forced me to do this."

If they hadn't tried to stop him in every possible way, he wouldn't have resorted to such a desperate measure.

"..."Xie Baiyi was also defeated by her ability to confuse right and wrong. He didn't want to say anything more to her, and attacked the Ghost Lord with his sword energy.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. As long as the other party is forced to have no time to summon those ghosts, the situation can be temporarily controlled.

"Tsk."

The corners of Gu Xia's lips suddenly straightened, and his spiritual power gathered on the talisman, which drove away the ghost that was trying to escape into the distance.

She snapped her fingers lightly, imitating the hand gesture that Xie Baiyi had just made. After a moment's hesitation, she quickly imitated the same sword gesture of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.

Using exactly the same moves, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air again.

Fusheng understood what she meant, punched through the body of a ghost, and then floated obediently to the center of the sword shadow.

Yu Heng turned around, his nose almost crooked with anger, "Damn, Gu Xia, you are shameless!"

Hearing this, the other disciples also looked over.

And it was this one glance that almost broke Xie Baiyi's heart.

His tone rose, with a rare bit of emotion, "Gu Xia!"

Gu Xia lazily responded, "What?"

Her righteous tone made Xie Baiyi doubt his life for a moment.

Didn't she learn their sword techniques openly?

Why can she still act like nothing happened?

Gu Xia had a broad knowledge and an exceptionally good memory. He just happened to have watched the entire process of him making hand gestures, and he memorized it subconsciously.

The main reason is that Xie Baiyi won’t be able to perform Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin for the second time in a short period of time.

If such a large number of ghosts escape, the remaining people in the imperial city will have no chance to survive.

She felt guilty for a few seconds under Xie Baiyi's shocked eyes, and tried to comfort him, "How about we teach you a move of our sword technique?"

Xie Baiyi said expressionlessly, "No."

Gu Xia: "..."

How can you be so angry at such a young age?

Shen Weixun said calmly, "If you don't want to, you can also ask your fellow disciples to come."

Hearing this, the four members of Ling Jian Sect were shocked and avoided the gaze of their eldest brother guiltily.

Ahhhh damn it——

Don’t they want to show off their skills?

The problem is that they can't show it off.

To perform sword techniques in the Nascent Soul stage, one needs the assistance of the sword spirit.

They are only in the Jindan stage and have no sword spirits.

It’s not that they don’t want to, it’s that they really can’t do it.

Faced with the eldest brother's unconcealed gaze, they simply burst into tears.

Woo woo woo, stop scolding, stop scolding, they are just trash, okay?

Yu Heng was angry, "Damn it, is it a big deal to have a good memory?"

It turns out that having a good memory is really amazing.

As the sword technique took shape, another identical sword returned like rain, piercing through the ghosts.

The difference from Xie Baiyi's was that Gu Xia improved it slightly, using Fusheng's powerful thunder attribute attack.

The moment the electric current attached to the sword shadow, the body and soul were truly destroyed.

“Wow—”

With such a large-scale sword shadow attack, even the Ghost Lord couldn't dodge and was pierced with several big holes.

"what--"

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