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

I have to say, the scene of the demon clan's young master frantically covering his hands was too eye-catching.

but--

"What a great opportunity!"

"Hurry, hurry, throw me in and kill him."

"Kill him while he's still alive. Let's go!!"

A group of little white poplars who were usually pure and upright reached a strange consensus at this moment.

For a moment, all kinds of magical instruments and elixirs blasted wildly, talismans and sword energy flew, and all came at once.

Don’t worry about whether it works or not, just hit it first.

The young master of the demon clan: "..." Damn.

Careless.

He tried to dodge the oncoming attack in a panic, but was kicked in the neck by Gu Xia.

He almost kicked me out on the spot.

The other disciples formed groups of two or three and cooperated to start sweeping away those brainless monsters.

Xie Baiyi took the hilt of the sword and summoned the sword spirit to stop the demon kings.

At the same time, the other people also seemed to have an idea and released all the sword spirits to help.

For a moment, the scene was as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting, with no light day or night.

A group of sword spirits that had been ready to make a move for a long time rushed towards the demon kings like wild horses that had broken free from their reins, rubbing their hands.

At this moment, I have to mention the Star Blue Sword and the Floating Life Sword.

They had been annoyed with these monsters for a long time, and finally they could vent their anger.

Both sword spirits were extremely ferocious, charging into the battlefield from the left and the right.

Sword spirits of various colors flashed, and the sharp sword energy was like a knife, cutting into the vulnerable parts of the demon kings.

This scene...

The others were stunned.

It's simply a hodgepodge of swords and spirits.

Yu Heng was extremely jealous, and looked at the Fuyao Sword in his hand with anticipation: "You can't lose to them, come on, kill a few more monsters and see if you can transform!"

Fuyao Sword: "..."

It has a beautiful swear word that I don’t know whether to use or not.

It would be fine if this person just rolled it up by himself, but why does he have to pull it up to roll together?

"The Floating Life Sword, the Chaoyou Sword, the Yinfeng Sword..." Cen Huan's mouth twitched, and he counted them silently, feeling a little suffocated: "Are your sword spirits purchased wholesale?"

How are the other sword cultivators supposed to survive?

I can almost imagine how the elders will nag them after they return to the sect.

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her head and met a clear figure floating slowly beside Gu Xia.

His frosty eyes drooped slightly, as if he noticed her gaze, and glanced over at her.

Cen Huan was stunned.

Sword spirit?

Another female sword spirit?

She looked at Gu Xia expressionlessly, feeling numb.

Can anyone tell her why there is a new sword spirit after not seeing her for a while? !

Xie Baiyi threw away the corpse of the monster, held the sword expressionlessly, and swung the sword quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and then his attention was attracted by the movement on Gu Xia's side.

Seeing the Huixue Sword transform, the young man pursed his lips, his expression was still cold, but his light-colored eyes revealed two words -

envious.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his other sword, Jinghong.

Jinghong Sword: "..."

What's going on?

Where does this sudden sense of crisis come from? !

The young master of the demon clan was torn apart.

Literally split.

He used a punch to disperse the sword spirit that was attacking him, but ended up hitting nothing.

The sword spirit dispersed in the air, and then quickly appeared above his head, gathering powerful sword energy, as if to split him in half.

"..."

No one has ever told him that these disciples in the world of cultivation are surrounded by so many sword spirits?

Also, aren’t these sword spirits a little too brutal?

He originally thought that with his cultivation level at the late Nascent Soul stage, he would definitely be able to bully the weak ones in the cultivation world.

The results of it?

He looked at Yu Heng... Forget it, he is only in the Jindan stage, there is no need to look at him.

He took a look at the disciples who came later.

It’s fine if they’re all in the Nascent Soul stage.

The key is that there is no pressure at all when fighting one-on-many at the same level.

If the monsters' bodies weren't so strong, they would have been killed completely.

With a gloomy face, he touched the ribs that had just been broken by someone, and suddenly felt a little regretful.

If I had known this, I would have taken everyone away earlier.

Anyway, their goal is not to get entangled with this group of disciples.

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Just when the young master of the demon clan wanted to retreat, Gu Xia, holding a sword, quietly touched his back. The tip of the sword flashed a cold light and silently pierced his left chest.

"Pfft-"

He widened his eyes and slowly turned his head to look at Gu Xia in disbelief.

But the girl gave him a purely innocent smile.

"I'm sorry, I thought about it and decided that you should just die."

"Little Lord!"

A demon king noticed the movement here and instantly became furious. He slapped Xu Xingmu away with one claw, broke free from the net on his body and ran towards this side.

Gu Xia didn't intend to be knocked away by it, so he drew his sword and tried to dodge, but the young master of the demon clan, who was vomiting blood crazily, held the sword tightly.

Then he smiled a bloody and malicious smile: "Do you think you can kill me?"

"What do you mean?"

Gu Xia's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and he inexplicably had a bad feeling.

She looked at him carefully and found that he was just vomiting blood, but his breath was still strong.

But there was no time to think about it, because the giant claws of the demon king behind her, wrapped in a hurricane, had already hit her skull.

He still held the spirit sword tightly.

"Gu Xia, go to hell!"

Gu Xia sneered: "You are the one who will die."

After saying that, she loosened her hands, lowered her body, and then moved to the right.

The demon king was shocked, but he couldn't stop his body and hit the hilt of the sword hard.

Then, Gu Xia, who had dodged behind him, kicked him in the spine, causing him to fall forward to the ground again.

The young master of the demon clan: "Ah!"

He rolled his eyes because of the pressure and was nailed to the ground.

Gu Xia brushed off the dust on his body and smiled brightly.

Just kidding.

She is not stupid. Is she just going to stand there and wait to be hit by the demon king and get a concussion?

A world was achieved where only the young master of the demon clan was injured.

But what Gu Xia didn't expect was.

"He won't die like this?"

Everyone was stunned.

After Xie Baiyi escaped from the siege, he took a quick look: "His heart should be on the right."

That's why his breathing was only slightly disordered after receiving such a fatal blow.

Gu Xia didn't care about this. She stood there in deep thought for a moment, and said with a sad face: "My sword is not clean anymore."

The sword stuck in the heart of the young master of the demon clan was the Moon-Picking Sword, his only soft water-attributed spiritual sword. Now it was firmly held in his hand, covered in blood and shaking wildly.

The young master of the demon clan stared at her coldly.

Who is she insulting here?

"Gu Xia."

He smiled maliciously: "You should be thankful that I am not dead, otherwise the turmoil between the cultivation world and the demon race would all be caused by you."

Gu Xia looked at the guy who was stabbed with a sword in confusion and started to self-destruct like a werewolf.

"I am Hua Qian, the young master of the demon race. If you kill me, you will be a sinner in the world of cultivation."

Other personal teachings: "(⊙o⊙)"

What a shameless person! He is so unlucky that he can say such words.

The demon race has amazing self-healing abilities. While Hua Jian was waiting for his wounds to heal, he endured the severe pain and threatened Gu Xia.

But it was obvious that Gu Xia was not someone who was frightened at all.

She said "oh" nonchalantly, thinking about how to get her spirit sword back.

Seeing that the other party was beginning to show off, she curled her lips: "Oh, splash——"

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