Xiao Chu, who was at the fifth level of the Qi Refining Realm, seriously injured a seventh-level Qi Refining Realm disciple within a hundred moves, which attracted the attention of the elders.
"This swordsmanship is not like the inheritance of my Wanjian Sect."
"Some of the disciples who join our Wanjian Sect are already monks. It's not surprising that they know other martial arts skills."
Ying Caichan practiced the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Zhenzong Cultivation Technique. He was a low-ranking Heaven-level swordsman, so naturally he looked down on Meng De's sword technique which still had a lot of room for improvement.
"I didn't expect that Junior Sister Xiao has been hiding her clumsiness. I give up." The disciple at the seventh level of Qi Refining Realm voluntarily gave up and jumped off the ring. His injuries were too serious and there was no possibility of recovery within three days.
It is his only choice to recuperate quickly and fight again next year.
The gangster's hands holding the vegetables paused in the air. Xiao Chu's combat power had improved so obviously in just half a month, making him think of the mysterious master.
He had investigated Xiao Chu but had no background. Where did the mysterious master come from and why did he help Xiao Chu?
"Why are you panicking? This is the Wanjian Sect. He is only a few points better than me. When Xiao Chu becomes an outer disciple and joins the Wanjian Sect and has an elder sect leader in the Nascent Soul stage to take charge, Xiao Chu will not be yours yet. thing?"
The ruthless bandit comforted himself in his heart. He vaguely felt that he could help a talentless person like Xiao Chu improve his combat power in a short period of time. The opponent was by no means an ordinary person.
With excellent appearance and average talent, most of those who meet this condition have become canaries kept by strong men of the opposite sex. Countless thousands of disciples of the Wanjian Sect have thoughts about Xiao Chu.
The registered disciple who once spoke frivolously to Xiao Chu was very much like you when the teacher asked questions in class, not daring to raise his head at all.
After three days in a row, the competition ended. The gangster won the first place with hundreds of thousands of points. A young master from a wealthy family bribed others to send him crazy points and won the second place. Xiao Chu ranked third.
On behalf of the senior management of Wanjian Sect, Ying Caichan presented awards to the top disciples and said a lot of polite words, roughly saying that you are all the hope of the future of the sect. Don’t be discouraged just because you did not rank among the top 100 this year. To put it simply, it’s just like drawing a piece of pie.
As soon as he returned to Wanjian Sect, Ying Caichan announced that he was going to retreat, activated the defensive formation of the cave, and secretly followed the mark of the soul to find the fat merchant.
Tianxiang Tower.
The fat merchant sold all his property in the past few days and planned to live in another country. Before leaving, he held a grand banquet at Tianxiang Tower to say goodbye to his former friends one by one.
There was singing and dancing in the building, but Ying Caicheng was stopped by two monks guarding the door.
"I'm sorry, our Tianxiang Building was booked tonight."
The monk is so bold that he dares to blatantly take advantage of someone without even knowing who the other person is.
Ying Caichan looked at the dirty hand that was blatantly attacking her chest, and used her fingers as a sword to cut off half of the monk's hand.
Bang!
The fat vendor hugged one on the left and the other on the right, with another one sitting on his lap. He was enjoying the feeding service of three beauties. A human stick with severed limbs was thrown into the group of singers.
"This little girl is so pretty. Come and have a drink with me."
A lonely young monk who was very drunk stepped forward and made a gesture to take Ying Caixin into his arms.
In the frightened eyes of the fat vendor, the young monk was shattered to pieces.
The singers who surrounded the fat vendor with hugs on their left and right were all shivering.
The Yingcaishi Master is known as a decent person. Whether he declares seclusion or wears a black veil to prevent others from recognizing him, the dead person is undoubtedly the best at shutting up in the world.
In the Tianxiang Tower, there was constant sword light, screams one after another, and the singers and drunkards fell one after another.
The fat vendor didn't even have the courage to run away. He fell to his knees with a plop, and a foul smell came from under him. He was so frightened that he peed.
Ying Caichan pinched her nose and looked at the fat vendor with a disgusted look on her face, and asked: "Where is that support?"
"He's really not a bastard. I don't recognize him... ah."
Meng De, who was hiding in the dark and watching all this, couldn't help but sigh, "This woman is so cruel."
Ying Caichan put the fat vendor's fingers on the table and chopped them one by one. Then he took out a pill that could regenerate severed limbs and force-fed it to the fat vendor. He repeated this process dozens of times, leaving the table full of fingers. , the scene was extremely bloody.
"I'll give you another chance. Tell me where he is? Otherwise I won't cut off my finger." The long sword in Ying Caichan's hand gradually slipped.
"I really do not know."
That night, everyone within ten miles of Tianxiang Tower heard a miserable howl.
Ying Caicheng picked out the storage ring from the pile of fingers and lit Tianxiang Tower on fire.
Seeing the opportunity, Meng De almost deliberately released a ray of his own aura.
Ying Caichan, who was about to leave, felt a strange aura and didn't want anyone to know what happened tonight. She came to kill him with her sword.
Ding!
The swords collided, making a crisp sound of gold and iron. Meng De, wearing a black mask and holding a long knife in his hand, blocked the blow with a look of horror on his face.
"After all, you are an elder of Wanjian Sect, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as me?"
"If I had known, why would you mess with me today? It's useless to say more, go to hell!" Ying Caichan's sword skills were exquisite, Meng De pretended that his attention was still attracted by something indescribable, and he quickly fell behind.
With a clang, the long knife in his hand was thrown off and fell to the ground.
Ying Caichan pointed his sword directly at Meng De's throat, and with a proud look on his face, he sarcastically said: "I am afraid you are the first one in the history of the Jindan realm to lose your life for hundreds of spiritual stones. Do you have any last words?"
"Don't kill me, I'm willing to trade my treasure for my life." Meng De pretended to be scared and took out a pill from his pet ring. He handed it to Ying Caixin with trembling hands, and he didn't forget to explain: " This is a realm-breaking pill that I got recently, and I planned to use it to break through the Nascent Soul realm. If you, elder, are willing to let me go, I will give you the pill with both hands."
Ying Caichan looked a little excited when he took the pill. Needless to say, the value of the Breakthrough Pill is very precious.
"I didn't expect that you kid would have such a precious elixir on you, but this elixir won't grow legs. If I kill you, it will still be mine."
The elixir had been delivered, and Meng De threw out the poisonous powder hidden in his sleeve, and took advantage of Ying Caicheng's retreat to escape safely with the help of the chaotic crowd who came to put out the fire.
If the two of them really fight against each other, Meng De is 100% sure that he can beat Ying Caicheng.
Unfortunately, after taking this elixir, it takes at least an hour for the effect of controlling human limbs to take effect, and during this period, he cannot actively resist the elixir. If Meng De force-feeds Yingcai Chen, there may be an accident, so he came up with this strategy.
The other party can at most test whether the elixir is real or fake. Before taking it, there is no difference between the elixir and the realm-breaking elixir. After taking it, as long as you don't actively resist the power of the medicine for an hour, you will become a puppet on the string.
Who would take the initiative to resist the power of a boosting elixir unless someone else force-feeds it to you?
Ying Caichan looked at the Breaking Realm Pill in her hand and was in a good mood. She had some attainments in the Dan Road and confirmed that this was a Realm Breaking Pill.
"I'm in a good mood today. Let me give you a break."
Ying Caichan looked at the chaotic crowd and disappeared into the night. Now all she could think about was returning to Wanjian Sect and taking pills to break through the Nascent Soul.
