Ruan Qiao came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and said seriously,
"Senior Sister Yunqing, I'm offended!"
It is impossible to be cannon fodder. To change your fate against fate, start with me!
Yun Qing's eyes darkened and he was about to draw his sword.
But Ruan Qiao's sword drawing speed was much faster than hers——
The sword energy was wrapped in a cold air, and on a sunny day, snow suddenly fell, and even the entire martial arts stage was covered with frost, and it was frozen for thousands of miles——
"Frost Slash!"
The girl shouted softly, and powerful spiritual power gathered on the long sword, turning into dozens of sword energy and slashing in her direction!
Yun Qing's pupils shrank and he drew his sword to block.
The moment the two sword energies touched each other, the spiritual energy suddenly exploded——
With a bang, Yun Qing was knocked off the martial arts stage, then he vomited a mouthful of blood and passed out.
Ruan Qiao looked at the sword in his hand with a look of shock.
Why is this heroine so careless?
Could it be because I was a little nervous just now, and I lost control and hit hard.
"??!"
Everyone in the audience was in an uproar, and they couldn't believe what they saw in front of them.
"What? Ruan Qiao made Senior Sister Yun Qing vomit blood? Am I right?"
"Holy crap, is Ruan Qiao so strong? I thought Kunwu Mountain was full of money-hungry and lustful trash."
Among the five peaks and one mountain of Xiaoyao Sect, Kunwu Mountain is the master with the worst cultivation. Although the preacher is senior, his cultivation has been stagnant for hundreds of years and he has never been involved in the world. Now he is probably not far away from old age and death. .
The eldest disciple is a loser. He is still in the Qi refining stage even though he is dozens of years old. He only knows how to live in the mountains and grow flowers, and never participates in the ranking competitions within the sect.
The second apprentice has no home, wanders around every day, is on the exam list, often fails to pay back the money he owes, raises a lot of low-level spirit fire lions, and last year ate all the spirit tail chickens raised by Master Yundao of the Third Peak. After losing all his money, he was driven down the mountain to avoid the limelight, and he has not yet graduated from a low-level Taoist academy.
The third apprentice failed to learn swordsmanship and specialized in Talisman Formation. After building the foundation, he became obsessed with making money. Instead of doing business every day, he focused on doing business. Up to now, he still hasn't taken enough credits for several basic courses in the inner sect, and he is very famous on the list of poor students.
The fourth disciple has poor talent and low understanding. He is unable to learn alchemy and bombs the mountains every day. He has been blacklisted by many elders.
As for the youngest disciple, he is Ruan Qiao.
Everyone knows that Ruan Qiao is timid!
When this guy does sect tasks, he always picks the ones with the least risk!
He is obviously a swordsman, but he never participates in the training!
Every time she collects credits at the end of the term, others go to slay demons, but she is either weeding the Cangling Bamboo or bathing the Iron-eating Beast!
But today, she actually defeated Yun Qing!
Who is Yunqing?
The direct disciple of the first person in Xiaoyao Sect.
The apprentice of the famous Xianqing Sword Master!
At the end of the fifteenth year, it is the existence of Dzogchen in the later stage of foundation building, and it is about to form the elixir!
How could a little Ruan Qiao be able to compare? !
At this moment, everyone was in an uproar.
As Yun Qing was knocked off the martial arts stage, Ruan Qiao's name lit up on the spiritual pillar.
After the sword spirit fell silent, it let out a scream——
[Ah ah ah, you are indeed my little Qiao Qiao, so awesome! 】
[From today on, I will kill the immortal and defend Ruan Qiaoer to the death! 】
[One man and one sword can change his fate against the will of heaven, starting today! 】
A dark blue wooden box emerged from the spiritual pillar and landed in Ruan Qiao's hand.
Ruan Qiao opened the box and saw Xuanyou grass lying quietly inside.
Then, she heard the sword spirit's urgent heartbeat again——
[Hurry, go back and refine the Xuanyou Grass. Don’t wait, otherwise you will be targeted by that woman! 】
