After hearing this, Chu Yanshu took out his spiritual jade, turned to the scoreboard page, and handed it to Sang Luo.
"In the first competition between sects, Xuanyuan Sect came first, Heavy Weapon Sect second, and Kunwu Sword Sect third. You are at the top of the personal points rankings, followed by Li Xuanling from Heavy Weapon Sect, and then Su Shiyi , Song Qingyun."
Sang Luo was surprised when he heard this.
"I am first?"
She came back half a month ago, how could she be number one? Moreover, how many demons have been confiscated, right?
Chu Yanshu raised his eyebrows frivolously.
"According to the regulations, the Poshaxue you killed was the acting sect leader of the Demon Sect on the kill list, so he will get extra points."
In addition to the vixen and moon demon that he killed before, Sang Luo's final total score was nearly 5,000 points, which was ridiculously high.
And Sheng Jinyue, who encountered the beast tide, was only a few points below 4,000, ranking second.
Furthermore, it was Song Qingyun and Su Shiyi who were extremely lucky and sang all the way.
The rest of the people, in comparison, seemed much more well-behaved.
However, I heard that at this moment, Dao Sect and Danyin Sect were at the bottom and were looking for Su Changluo to reason, but they couldn't find anyone.
Sang Luo paused for a moment after listening to what Chu Yanshu said.
"Uncle Master is not the sect leader, so who are they looking for to make trouble now?"
Chu Yanshu was silent for a moment and then said,
"Originally, Shang Shixu was holding on, but at this moment, Sword Master Chuxue should have arrived."
Sang Luo also fell into silence after hearing this. Master Chuxue had always been taciturn, and unlike her master who was taciturn, she generally believed in the principle of never speaking when she could do something.
So, the next moment, a wave of sword energy came from the direction of Lingyun Peak, and a group of birds and beasts flew out of the forest of Lingyun Peak in fear.
Then the woman's cold voice came——
"If my own disciples are not good, then they are not good. How can I be lucky?"
"If you, a disciple of the Danyin Sect, had met the Demon Sect Master that Sang Luo Lin Qinghan met that day, I'm afraid he would have been crying for help."
Sang Luo turned his head silently. In this Xuanyuan Sect, the master has the best temper, followed by Uncle Changluo who is white and black, and the one who should not be offended the most is Uncle Chuxue.
Even the heartless Song Qingyun knew that the first person in the Xuanyuan Sect who should not be provoked was Murong Chuxue.
People from the Danyin Sect went to Uncle Chuxue to reason with him. Isn't this an improper courting of death?
Moreover, as the sect leader, Uncle Changluo was actually polite to the other sects. After all, a thousand years had passed, and the Xuanyuan Sect could not be left in isolation, and those people back then basically all deserved to die. All dead.
But Uncle Chuxue is different... Yi still has indiscriminate hatred towards the other six sects.
If it weren't for the sect conference and the contracts signed between Uncle Changluo and several sects, Sang Luo would even suspect that Uncle Chuxue would just sweep these people away and throw them all out.
Sang Luo was about to go down the mountain to have a look, but as soon as she walked out of Xihe Hall with Chu Yanshu, she saw a figure flying out of Lingyun Peak and hitting her directly.
Sang Luo subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was not someone else, but Elder Yu Ming of the Kunwu Sword Sect.
Elder Yu Ming turned back to look at Sang Luo, and then glanced angrily in the direction of Ling Yunfeng, with a look of aggrievement on his face.
"I'm just trying to persuade you to start a fight. Why are you so cruel?"
Sang was silent for a moment, sympathizing with him.
"Please forgive me, Elder Yuming."
The next moment, another person was thrown out. Judging from the color of his clothes, he seemed to belong to the Taoist sect.
Second update~
(End of chapter)
