Qiao Xue felt anxious and angry when Mo Qianyi kited her. Juechen's sword technique could restrain her, but what's the use if no one could touch her?
She poured her spiritual power into the red kite and slashed at Mo Qianyi with a sword in the air. The red sword energy mixed with the spiritual energy instantly opened a gash where Mo Qianyi had just stood.
Mo Qianyi, who was dodging away, felt a little sweat for himself. He had narrowly avoided it!
Qiao Xue didn't stop, and struck Mo Qianyi with several more sword energy.
Mo Qianyi dodged while controlling the Xuan Sword. The Xuan Sword buzzed, split into two out of thin air, and fired left and right at Qiao Xue.
Qiao Xue could only give up attacking Mo Qianyi and focus on dealing with the two mysterious swords, but it was too difficult to deal with two swords at the same time.
Although the system found Mo Qianyi's weakness, it was of no use if she was not in front of him.
Qiao Xue's cultivation level was improved by relying on system rewards. Her physical fitness was not that good. She soon became overwhelmed and her speed began to slow down.
Without anyone noticing, the mysterious sword behind her suddenly penetrated into her body.
Fortunately, it was not the Xuanjian itself. When it stabbed Qiao Xue in the back, it turned into a sword energy. She screamed in pain, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and fell to her knees in disbelief.
She actually lost to this fool who couldn't even wield a sword!
The winner was decided, the flesh on Master Xuanming's face twitched, but the disciples watching the battle in the audience were surprised.
"Why is little junior sister getting weaker and weaker? Now she can't even beat a foundation builder!"
"I also feel that the current direct disciples are not that good. The main reason is that they take up more sect resources. Look how much they have squeezed the other disciples of our inner sect!"
A steady stream of words came into his ears, and Master Xuanming's lungs almost exploded with anger, and he angrily yelled at them to shut up.
But the proud Mo Qianyi on the stage became more and more annoying to him. Lin Xiyao didn't care about him, but now he was training this Mo Qianyi to fight against him!
Although Qiao Xue had embarrassed him several times, she was still his direct disciple. Wouldn't hitting her in the face be a slap in his own face?
He appeared on the stage in a flash, his brows furrowed so hard he could kill a fly, and he looked at Mo Qianyi condescendingly, "You, an outer disciple, dare to bully a direct disciple. You really don't know the rules!"
Mo Qianyi, who was originally happy because he defeated Qiao Xuezhen, was suddenly accused by Master Xuan Ming.
The other party was a sect elder. She, an outer disciple, didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but she always felt that there was something wrong with what he said.
She spoke with some confusion: "Aren't we competing? Why was it I who bullied her?"
Aren't there winners and losers in a competition? Will you get hurt?
"The competition should end at the end. Didn't you do it on purpose?"
Mo Qianyi was shocked. He didn't expect that Master Xuanming's brain circuit was even more abnormal than his own! Express your dissatisfaction loudly and immediately
"No, Elder Xuanming, how could you do this? If I win, you will bully me. If she wins, then I am not as skilled as others? How can this be the case? You are making no sense!"
Master Xuanming did not expect that Mo Qianyi would dare to refute him. He frowned and shouted angrily: "You are so impudent! An outer disciple, who has no respect at all, dares to accuse the elders of the sect!"
"What's wrong with the elder? You can't be unreasonable."
Mo Qianyi was shaken by the yelling, but still felt that he was right. He felt a little aggrieved, but more dissatisfied.
Huh, double-standard dog elder.
"you!"
Xuan Ming's chest heaved violently, and he turned to glare at Lin Xiyao, who was lying on the rocking chair under the stage. After all, he was a good disciple taught by Lin Xiyao, and he had no respect for himself.
"Our Qingyun Sect doesn't need a disciple like you, get out of the sect immediately!"
Mo Qianyi: "Why?"
He won the competition, was scolded for no reason, and now he wants to expel her from the sect? What’s the point!
"I won't leave. Although you are an elder, I won't accept it!"
"Shut up!" Xuan Mingzhen was extremely angry. Now these sect disciples are paying less and less attention to him as an elder. Are they going to turn the world upside down?
He raised his hand high and saw that the slap was about to fall. Mo Qianyi was so frightened that his heart was pounding and he gathered his spiritual energy to prepare for resistance.
Suddenly, a pair of white boots flashed in front of his eyes, and Master Xuanming's hand was kicked away.
"Senior sister!"
Lin Xiyao stood in front of Mo Qianyi and looked at Xuan Mingzhen, whose face turned the color of pig liver with anger. She showed a wild smile. Wasn't the chance to be fair and honest come?
After being kicked, Master Xuan Ming couldn't stand it anymore. The leader had gone into seclusion. Now he had to give Lin Xi Yao some color to this ignorant person!
"Sister, you don't have to offend the sect elders for me..."
The two of them were at war with each other and were about to have sex at any moment. Mo Qianyi was about to persuade Lin Xiyao, but before he finished speaking, Lin Xiyao's long, white fingers touched her forehead.
"Back off."
As Lin Xiyao spoke, a burst of true energy surged out from her fingers. Mo Qianyi was thrown away by the burst of true energy. Before she could react, he had already fallen onto the rocking chair under the stage.
"Very good, then I will check for Senior Brother Han Xiao today to see if your cultivation has declined recently!"
After casually finding an excuse, Master Xuanming took the lead and took action.
I've wanted to hit you for a long time! Lin Xiyao smiled disdainfully, "Are you worthy to replace my master?"
At the beginning, neither side used magic power to fight, but they separated quickly after a few simple punches and kicks.
Master Xuan Ming calmly pinched his arm that was numbed by Lin Xiyao.
I was a little surprised. Although this guy is a woman, he is still very strong!
The fist is afraid of the young, and Master Xuanming does not want to continue fighting in this unfavorable way. He puts his hands together, and a dark gold four-edged mace appears in his hand.
Lin Xiyao, who had wanted to hit him for a long time, didn't want to wait, so he summoned Fusheng and stepped on him. He rushed to the real person Xuanming like lightning and stabbed him directly in the chest with a sword.
Master Xuanming didn't expect Lin Xiyao to be so fast, so he quickly dodged and swiped the four-edged mace towards Lin Xiyao's back the moment he dodged.
Lin Xiyao deftly dodged the fierce attack with a backflip. She injected spiritual energy into Fusheng and struck Xuanming with a sword.
Xuanming also injected his spiritual energy into the four-edged mace. The four-edged mace began to rotate, and the dark gold lines on the mace began to twist as if alive.
He raised his hand and whipped Fusheng's sword energy, and the sword energy fell on the stone pillar next to him. With a bang, the stone pillar of the competition platform was split into several pieces, which fell to the stage and splashed everywhere.
The two of them fought from the competition stage into the air, and as they used their moves, spiritual energy and sword energy fell like raindrops.
The competition stage has been completely scrapped, and even the sect square is full of sword marks and whip marks. The disciples who were watching the show had never seen such a scene before, and they were so scared that they ran away with their heads in their hands.
The three elders were helpless when facing this situation. Without the leader, they could only shoulder the heavy responsibility of adjusting the breath.
They activated the protective formation to help the disciples retreat, then looked at the fighting figures in the air and shouted, "You all stop!"
