Nan'er, who was standing next to Qingjiu, raised his head slightly and looked at those people, his eyelashes lowered, with a bit of aloofness. The eyes are deep, and the faint ripples contain a frightening chill.
After the golden light completely enveloped Qingjiu and his party, Naner reached out and pulled Qingjiu to his side.
"Ban Dong!"
When Qingjiu bumped into Nan'er, he immediately looked at the three little ones standing in front of him and frowned.
"Don't panic."
Nan'er lowered his eyes and whispered in Qingjiu's ear. After finishing his words, his slender fingers moved slightly in the direction of the three people.
I saw a faint formation light suddenly appear under the three people's feet.
When the three of them were about to wave their swords to greet him, they felt their bodies swaying and the things in front of them blurring. When they focused their eyes again, they were standing next to the second uncle.
"receive."
A rich male voice came from outside the light, his voice was rough, and after his voice fell.
The light that enveloped everyone suddenly shrank, pressing down on them like a mountain.
The light dissipated, and Sake and the others felt as if their bodies were squeezed into a space, unable to move.
"offend!"
The man raised his eyebrows at Sake and the others who couldn't move, and walked towards them.
The target is obviously the badge they wear.
"It's not yet time."
Wan Hanxiu looked at him with sharp eyes and said in a cold voice.
He was seen moving slowly, supporting his body with the dark iron heavy sword in his hand.
"You can still move. It seems I underestimate you."
Wan Hanxiu was seen holding a heavy sword in front of him, as if to stop the man's movements.
"The Nascent Soul's cultivation has indeed improved to a higher level."
Bai Ye, who was standing aside, moved slightly and looked at the people from the Chunyang Sect opposite with surprise in his eyes.
The difference between levels is an insurmountable gap for ordinary immortal cultivators, and it is an absolute crushing. There are very few people from the Yihong Sword Sect who challenge across levels.
"Why do you two have to struggle?"
Li Wenru of the Pure Flame Sect looked at Wan Hanxiu and Bai Ye who were slowly attacking them, and shook his head slightly.
Even if he uses this move against someone with the same Nascent Soul cultivation level, his movements will be limited in this space, let alone them.
"Senior brother, leave this to us. You go and get other people's badges first. In this competition, our Pure Flame Sect must come out on top."
The three people behind Li Wenru said to their senior brother with excitement on their faces.
"Be careful. Although these two people have limited movement, they are still very powerful."
Li Wenru explained to the disciples behind him noncommittally, and then walked in the direction of Qingjiu and the others.
It is true that he has been preparing for this competition for too long. Their sect must not lose this time.
"no offense."
Li Wen walked up to Qingjiu first and looked at Qingjiu's ordinary face, which showed no sadness or joy, but he still said to Qingjiu politely.
"Wait, don't touch her."
At this time, the faces of Wan Dong and others on the side showed worry and unwillingness, but after struggling for a few times, they could only make small movements, and they could not even attack.
The three people's eyes couldn't help but reveal panic. This was just a competition. Wouldn't they all be here? How could they explain to the master like this?
Wan Dong and the other three couldn't help but focus on Nan'er, who had been silent beside them, as if waiting for them to make a move.
"..."
However, Nan'er just looked at them lightly, then looked at the badges in their hands, and frowned slightly.
Yes, this is a trial. How could they think of letting Second Senior Uncle (senior brother) take action?
"Chun Yanzong really made a splash this year."
When Li Wenru pinched her wrist through Qingjiu's sleeve and was about to take off the ring on her hand, Qingjiu said in a gentle voice.
"Thousands of years ago, the Pure Flame Sect was also the top sect in the world of immortality." Li Wenru's eyes showed reluctance when he said this, but now he can only be ranked below the five major immortal sects.
Why...
Why should they be inferior to others? He wanted to let the world know that the Pure Flame Sect can also have people with excellent qualifications who can ascend.
"Indeed."
Qingjiu lowered his eyes and looked at Li Wenru, but just when Li Wenru was about to take off Qingjiu's badge, Qingjiu suddenly clenched his fists.
"What is this? I advise you not to struggle in vain."
Li Wenru looked up at Qingjiu and said with displeasure on his face.
"The same goes for Sword Sect!"
After Qingjiu finished speaking, his eyes became unusually cold and firm.
She raised her leg and kicked Li Wenru hard in the chest.
"boom."
She didn't know how strong Qingjiu was, but Li Wenru, who was standing in front of her, stretched out his hand to block Qingjiu's kick, but still slid back two meters.
Qingjiu moved his body, and after a moment he ran towards Li Wenru very lightly, as if the space around them that trapped them for others was no obstacle to Qingjiu.
"How did you do it?"
Li Wenru didn't ask how it was possible, he just frowned and asked about the sake with sharp eyes.
But what answered him was an ancient sword falling from the sky.
After Li Wenru blocked Qiang Ming's blow, Qiang Ming flew back just in time to be held by the hilt of the sword by Qingjiu, who was running over.
Then came the overwhelming cold sword energy.
When Wan Hanxiu Baiye and others saw Qingjiu's actions, they all looked at her in shock, and after a moment they looked thoughtful.
It seems that the spiritual root being abolished is just a rumor, and Qingjiu's current cultivation level is obviously that he can enter the Nascent Soul.
Nan'er, who had been motionless, glanced at Qingjiu with a relaxed expression, and then lightly straightened his dusty cloak with lazy movements.
"Brother!"
"do not come."
The more he fought with Qingjiu, the more frightened he became, so Li Wenru yelled at his senior brother.
Sake's sword moves were too domineering and strange, and he couldn't predict her next attack, so he could only accept it forcefully.
The other disciples of the Pure Flame Sect watched the pink figure move as light as a young swallow, and the blue long sword flashed as fast as lightning. The sword light was shining, but it blended with the woman's pink and delicate figure.
…
Is this just wearing the pinkest clothes and fighting the toughest fights?
"Three thousand looking for the moon."
Qingjiu held the Qiang Ming in his hand and looked at Li Wenru, his red lips twitching slightly.
I saw the Qiang Ming in her hand suddenly emitting cold air, and the surrounding air slowly condensed as the cold air became more intense.
"Wow!"
"call."
With the sound of something breaking, the restricted movements of Wan Hanxiu and others were lifted in an instant.
"Did the sword energy break this space?"
Bai Ye's face was shocked, and his voice was muttering in disbelief.
Over there, Sake swung his sword, and everyone saw that above the thousands of miles of glaciers, only the faint blue sword energy was like the bright moon rising into the sky, cutting through the mountains and rivers, running towards Li Wenru.
That was Sake's sword move, and he was able to use it for the first time since his rebirth.
Six successful attacks have knocked Li Wenru away.
"You are from the Sword Sect!"
Not a question but an affirmation.
Li Wenru, who fell into the river, slowly stood up, looked at the sake and said sternly.
A touch of bright red fell on his lips as he spoke.
"Now, after all, I represent Yi Hong now."
Sake sheathed her sword and smiled at the person in the water.
[Shutan, finally recovered a little. 】
[I don’t know if the posture just now was handsome enough. 】
After hearing this, Wan Hanxiu opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time.
"Cough cough cough..."
A violent cough came from behind Qingjiu, and Qingjiu looked back.
"Forgot, forgot."
Qingjiu walked up to Nan Er and gathered his cloak tightly, then raised his head and stared at Nan Er's face worriedly.
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