Everything gradually began to settle down, and Zheng Shaoyi raised his eyes to look at Jia Xun.
The other party also turned to look at her, already understanding her intention to invite a fight.
"In that case, let's not waste any more time and delay!" Zheng Shaoyi stood up and flew straight to the end of the Heavenly Sword Platform.
Perhaps it was due to her practice of martial arts, her red hair was fluttering in the wind, and the abnormality of her body, hair and skin was not uncommon in the world of cultivation. No one showed any strange expressions about it, but this hair was different from others. The red hair made Zheng Shaoyi look particularly brave and bold.
Her expression was full of arrogance, which showed that she was also the beloved daughter of heaven who was admired by others in Wangxin Valley. As soon as she came on stage, she called out the long sword in her sheath, pointed the tip of the sword straight at the casual cultivator Jia Xun in the seat, and said proudly : "You, come and fight me!"
The words and tone couldn't hide the arrogance, and even seemed to be rude.
Zheng Shaoyou on the white jade stage frowned, thinking to himself. With such a temperament, the younger sister was overly pampered by the elders in the family. Naturally, there would be no trouble in Wangxin Valley. But once she stepped out of the mountain gate, it would be very easy to become enemies with others, but she There is no ulterior motive. If you don't correct yourself in the future, even if it doesn't cause a big disaster in the long run, it will probably hinder your spiritual practice...
While thinking about it, Zheng Shaoyou took a closer look at the expressions of the monks around him. As expected, most of them changed their expressions due to Zheng Shaoyi's arrogant and rude behavior, and they no longer appreciated her as much as before.
Vaguely, he recalled that when his master accepted his disciple, he and his little sister had similar talents, but his master refused the little sister's invitation for various reasons. He refused to give it, so the relationship between the two of them fell into a freezing point for a while, and it was only later that they became close again.
Zheng Shaoyou sighed slightly and shook his head secretly. The master at that time must have seen that the younger sister's character was misunderstood by the sect.
"Hmph!" A cold snort suddenly came from the concierge's seat. Everyone took a closer look and saw that Master Qingyang's face was ashen and his lips were pursed tightly. He obviously looked down upon such an arrogant act.
When Zheng Shaoyi heard this, she trembled suddenly, but she was extremely stubborn and refused to move the tip of the sword even a little bit. It was not until Jia Xun stood up calmly that she raised her chin slightly and continued her fighting spirit. rising.
In the eyes of everyone, Jia Xun has always been calm and calm. Even when Zheng Shaoyi pointed at him with the tip of his sword, he just stood up with his sword in his hand and stepped lightly into Taichung.
Only the man who came with him from the inn saw a flash of cold light in his eyes.
He snickered a few times and thought to himself, he thought you really didn't care, but it turns out you're still the same as before.
The demon species feeds on human emotions and desires, and at the same time amplifies various emotions of human desires. Qiu Silhouette used Yue Zuan, defected from Lingzhen... all of these were steadily advancing with his calculations, but he did not expect her. The expansion of desires and ambitions was unstoppable, and many original plans had to be changed accordingly.
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but gnashed his teeth, only regretting that there was no more demon seed in his hand. If he could no longer keep the autumn silhouette, he would also be punished by his superiors.
If not, why would he put so much effort into her?
Lian Qiuyinxiang wanted to sneak into the three states of the human race to discuss swordsmanship, but he did not hesitate to seek help from the headmaster of Tiantong Sect, and used the spirit of the venerable to hide the strange signs on his body.
"Fortunately, that old guy Tiantong is a soul cultivator and happened to be driven by the Lord. Otherwise, without his help, the two sword masters would have wiped out this idiot long ago..."
No matter how angry the man was, Qiu Silhouette, whose pseudonym was Jia Xun, fought happily with his opponent on stage.
Her pupils were slightly red, and when her Dantian was locked and her true energy could not be activated, she would not let out any evil aura, not to mention the shadow of the Demon Seed and Master Tiantong.
Being discovered?
She really wasn't that worried!
When Gu Yan thought that he was an evil cultivator in a righteous event, Qiu Xingying even felt a little weird excitement in his heart, as if he was walking on the tip of a knife, fooling everyone.
Zheng Shaoyi was full of fighting spirit. Almost as soon as he met his opponent, he put all his strength into it, intending to win a quick victory without sparing any effort!
After Qiu Silhouette planted the demon seed, not only her own emotions and desires were amplified, but her ability to perceive the emotions of others was also the same. She leaned forward slightly and could feel the rolling unwillingness and eagerness to prove from Zheng Shaoyi. own urgency.
This is so similar to my former self!
Qiu's silhouette swayed slightly, and after a moment his eyes narrowed, and he gave an almost joking smile.
But she is no longer what she used to be. Her weakness and mediocrity have been forever stripped away from her life. So when she sees Zheng Shaoyi's struggle today, she has no empathy or compassion. What she has is just the indifference of bystanders and the indifference of those who have experienced it. Examine.
"I will break your breath and leave you stuck in the quagmire forever..."
Words that seemed like a message from a venomous snake suddenly appeared in Zheng Shaoyi's mind, but no one around him noticed it, and probably did not expect that during the fierce battle, someone would be distracted and come out to transmit the message.
What they could see was that Zheng Shaoyi's eyes were suddenly red, and he was slashing with his sword regardless of the cost. The wind swirling around him was even more violent, and it sounded like thunder in the Heavenly Sword Platform!
"What's wrong?!" Zheng Shaoyou clenched his fists in the white jade stage. He didn't know what happened on the stage, but based on his understanding of the little sister, Shaoyi should not fall into extremes so easily...
In the eyes of everyone, Zheng Shaoyi seemed more like he had lost his mind, and his actions were all accompanied by anger. The casual cultivator Jia Xun parried the incoming sword attacks calmly, one was on the verge of collapse, and the other was calm and composed.
Let’s see each other clearly!
Qiu Yingying could have used the power of the demon seed to directly affect Zheng Shaoyi's emotions, but she didn't.
One is because the Sword Master might be disadvantageous if he activates the demonic seeds aggressively at the moment, and the other is that Zheng Shaoyi doesn't need her to take action at all, and the eyes of others are already like sharp blades, mountains, and ocean waves that swallow everything.
Now the stormy waves are coming.
It's time to end!
She swiped her sword horizontally, and the sword wind made a bloody gash in Zheng Shaoyi's chest, causing blood to fly!
The sword blade followed the trend and was like a gangrene attached to the bone stirring up in his flesh and blood. Zheng Shaoyi let out a mournful cry and his figure flew out, only to be caught by the elder of Wangxin Valley with regretful eyes.
She stretched out her hand to hold the bleeding wound, propped up half her body and looked around. Her vision was blurred. Suddenly, she heard the Jianzong elder sighing in her ears, saying, "The talent is good, but it's a pity that the character is not good.", as if replying Until the day when Master Qingyang refused to accept his apprenticeship.
Humiliation and collapse hit him for a moment, Zheng Shaoyi let out a miserable scream, and he fainted immediately!
On the stage, Jia Xun, a casual cultivator, bowed to Wangxingu from afar, then turned around and sat back down.
Everyone felt indescribable sadness, but they didn't know why.
