The top of the immortal is proud of the world. If I am Qingxue, there will be heaven.
Seeing that arrogant little figure, Lin Chen was quite satisfied with it.
But the next moment, as soon as these words came out, Lin Chen almost vomited blood.
"How did you learn this?"
I couldn't help but slap my forehead and call him a good guy.
Faced with this strong fighting spirit, Jiang Haitao tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
A powerful murderous aura bloomed, and his eyes gradually became bloodthirsty.
A cold aura gradually climbed up, and it was obvious that he was getting serious and was going to show his peak combat power.
"Buzz!"
The sword struck down with a faint sound of breaking through the air.
The clan leader and the three ancestors on the high platform also stood up, eyes widened, watching every move of the two people on the stage.
If before, the three of them might have thought of watching a show.
But at this time, the three of them were all thinking about how to accept Xiao Qingxue.
She is highly concentrated, and as long as there is any abnormality in her, she will take action immediately to save it.
"Even though the road ahead is difficult and dangerous, I, Qingxue, have no choice but to do it."
There was no fear or too much emotion, there was only that glint in his eyes.
The thin sword in his hand, breathing out the sharp sword light, directly faced him, with an indomitable attitude.
Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire, even if there are no bones left, she Qingxue is not afraid.
Under the frightened eyes of everyone, the petite figure held a thin sword in his hand, pointing directly at the long knife.
No sound was made, no sparks flew.
But the scene became sticky, with two different energies colliding with each other. Invisibly, the two waves of vitality spread like waves.
The man has a resolute face, his eyes are as red as blood, and his long hair is windless.
The long sword in his hand shone with blood, and with a tendency to destroy everything, it severely suppressed the thin sword under the blade.
The little girl was like a small boat in the sea, her face was pale, but there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.
Under this powerful killing intent, even though his whole body was trembling, the rapier in his hand did not flinch at all.
The innate vitality in the body is flowing crazily, and defeat is only a matter of time.
In the battle between life and death, the gap between the two is instantly apparent.
"break!"
Seeing the other party struggling to support Jiang Haitao, whose eyes were blood red and emotionless, the innate vitality in his body suddenly exploded.
The long knife in his hand burst out with strong murderous intent, directly suppressing the petite figure on the ring.
On the arena, a stream of dust spread like ripples in all directions.
"Disperse!"
The Tenth Ancestor, who was always paying attention to the two of them, raised his hand and the dust was instantly suppressed, as if it had never been raised.
The sticky arena gradually became clear.
I saw the man coughing up blood in his mouth, his blood-red eyes gradually receding, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and he was breathing heavily.
Holding the long knife tightly with both hands, he pressed hard on the thin sword opposite.
The little girl's feet were stuck in the ring, her eyes were cold, and her sleeves turned into vermicelli, revealing her tender skin.
Holding the thin sword in both hands, he resisted the long knife above his head.
Relying on strong perseverance, he persisted and refused to let himself kneel down, even if he died.
"Zi Zi"
Suddenly, a sizzling sound came from the ring. The rapier finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the cracks continued to expand like a spider web, making a sizzling cracking sound.
"you lose!"
They smashed the opponent's weapon, took back the sword with difficulty, and all retreated ten steps, bleeding.
He still underestimated the other party, or in other words, underestimated his tribe.
Even though he didn't experience a life-and-death fight, his powerful talent still made the distance between them infinitely closer.
But he was not unwilling, jealous, or resentful, because they were both members of the Jiang family and she was his sister.
"Hehe, you won't lose unfairly."
Fortunately, the other party withdrew his momentum in time, otherwise all her clothes would have been destroyed.
She knew that some things could not be made up for by practicing, but also required the test of life and death.
Xiao Qingxue also put away her arrogant attitude, even though she knew she was no match for him.
But I didn't expect that I would be defeated so completely.
If the two of them were to fight to the death, she would definitely not be able to sustain a move.
After finishing speaking, Jiang Qingxue fell down together.
But there was a smile on her lips because she got the answer she wanted and understood her future path.
"Qingxue!"
"Girl!"
The moment Xiao Qingxue gave up, Mrs. Xianglin rushed onto the ring immediately.
Holding the unconscious Xiao Qingxue in his arms, although there were a few tears on his face, he had a proud smile.
"Your vitality has been excessively exhausted and you need to rest for a few days before it can recover."
The Tenth Ancestor put his hand on Xiao Qingxue's wrist, and a burst of vitality flowed into it, and his cold expression softened a lot.
"Thank you, ancestor, thank you."
Sister-in-law Xianglin bowed to the tenth ancestor.
"You are my mother-in-law, right? Her cultivation is just okay. Are you willing to let her stay with me for a while?"
After looking Xianglin's wife up and down, her appearance was indeed a bit unflattering.
But his cultivation level is quite acceptable. It is really difficult for him, who is upright by nature, to say some high-sounding words.
"willing..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by two voices.
"Xiao Shi, what can you teach this girl?"
These words came from the high platform, and the Fifth Patriarch and the Eighth Patriarch were seen flying to the side angrily, staring at the Tenth Patriarch with an unkind expression.
The look on his face that said "Believe it or not, I'll slap you" made the Tenth Ancestor tremble all over.
After his face changed several times, he said softly: "Let me take a look at the girl, and don't leave any hidden problems."
Without waiting for Mrs. Xianglin's answer, she hugged Xiao Qingxue and flew directly away from the ring.
The speed was so fast that people were stunned. The Fifth Patriarch and the Eighth Patriarch were also stunned, blowing their beards and staring at the stream of light.
"Ahem!"
Seeing the disappointed look on the two men's faces and their tendency to slap their butts and leave, the patriarch pretended to cough a few times and focused everyone's attention on himself.
"Xiao Qingxue is not the only one of the most talented people in the clan. Why should the two ancestors be angry?"
"There are several competitions coming up, why don't we take a look first?"
People also felt happy that Xiao Qingxue was taken away directly by the ancestor. It was obvious that he had the approval of the ancestor and planned to teach him personally.
The children were also gearing up, looking expectantly at the two old men on the ring.
"Haitao, just follow me, and I will personally guide you in your cultivation."
Looking at Jiang Haitao who was recovering from meditation on the ring, the team leader nodded with satisfaction. This kid had never let him down.
"The second test begins now."
The two of them still have to give the clan leader face, after all, they are the clan leader on the surface.
The two of them shook their sleeves and flew to the high platform. Their eyes were like scanners, constantly scanning every child present.
"Ancestor looks at me!"
"I will use all my strength to strive for the approval of my ancestor."
Seeing the ancestor's gaze sweeping over them, the children looked as if they had been given blood, and their faces were red.
"Jiang Erniu, third level Yuan Hai, versus Jiang Hu, fifth level Yuan Hai."
The clan leader took a sip of tea and announced the upcoming competition in a soft voice.
But the sound reached everyone's ears, and the children who failed to play looked disappointed.
"Haha, it's finally my turn."
Er Niu carried a heavy knife on his back and jumped onto the ring with great excitement.
Looking at Hu Zi in the crowd, he looked at him with disdain and looked like he was sure of winning.
"Good boy! I can finally deal with you openly!"
Huzi was provoked by the opponent and walked onto the ring with a machete.
Although the two have a good relationship in private and can be said to be bad brothers, they have been unhappy with each other for a long time and have long disliked each other.
Now that he had such a good opportunity, how could he miss it?
He is at the fifth level of Yuan Hai. Isn't he just hitting the opponent at will?
Thinking of stealing the Holy Son of Peach, the guiding immortal, I had already been simmering with anger in my heart.
"Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully young people into poverty."
"Even if you are the peach-stealing saint, even if you are the guiding fairy, I, Erniu, are not afraid at all."
Faced with Huzi's hatred, Erniu pretended not to see it, but instead had a face filled with words and controversial expressions.
"you wanna die!"
In front of so many tribesmen, Hu Zi also blushed when he mentioned stealing peaches to guide him, and felt his little face burning.
"Oh? What kind of peach-stealing saint? What kind of immortal guides you?"
"Does Huzi have any other adventures?"
Hearing this, the tribesmen all cast curious glances at Jiang Tianhao.
"These two cows, what kind of cool operation is this? Have you forgotten the dark years when you were dominated by Hu Zi?"
"court death!"
Huzi heard the clan members' discussion and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He picked up the giant sword and killed him directly.
