Chapter 621 Crazy
The elder of Jianzong's face darkened, and he frowned and looked over. Why would he help a small Jindan cultivator to speak?
Loose cultivator!
Thinking of this, a bright light suddenly flashed in the mind of the elder of Jianzong. Is someone from Wanjianzong interested in her? Want to take her as your disciple?
If that were the case, there would be no way to do anything to her.
"My Sword Sect can still afford this little money!"
The elder retorted, turned to the trembling disciples under the ring, and scolded with a cold face: "You bunch of bastards, who taught you to do such a shameless thing!"
It is said that those who work together are enemies, and this is the case for Wanjian Sect and Jianzong Sect.
Looking at the name, do you think there is some kind of entanglement between the two families? Actually it was just a coincidence.
However, both families are competing for the title of No. 1 in kendo, and some conflicts will always arise during the collision. Therefore, the relationship between the disciples of the two families is very bad. In previous years, they would compete in kendo competitions.
It's just that in the past few hundred years, Wan Jian Zong's strength has been slightly better. Not only in terms of overall strength, it can also suppress Jian Zong in competitions.
Jian Zong must be unconvinced, but with such a gap in strength between the two sides, there is nothing he can do if he is not convinced.
Especially this year, the results of the Sword Sect's disciples are very unsatisfactory. Only three or four people can advance to the next round. On the other hand, the Wanjian Sect has at least ten disciples. Even the Qingcheng Sword Sect, which is slightly less powerful, has five. Six disciples.
This disparity made the elder feel evil, and he impulsively chose Li Zhixuan, a "loose cultivator" with no background, to vent his anger. However, he was slapped in the face so hard that the Sword Sect almost lost all of its face!
Facing the elder's scolding, Hongyan and others could only bow their heads and admit their mistake. Even the monks with a little bit of brains knew what the truth was, but on the surface, they still had to protect the face of the elder and the sect.
As for Li Zhixuan in the ring, due to the barrier of the formation, he did not hear the scolding from the outside world. After defeating another Jianzong disciple, he chose someone to come up again.
After he was defeated, Li Zhixuan discovered that the remaining Sword Sect disciples had withdrawn their sword orders.
"What? You don't dare to come up? A bunch of losers!"
Anyway, she has already broken up with Jian Zong. She is not using her true identity and is wearing a human skin mask. She will not harm the family, so there is nothing to worry about. Of course, she will trample on Jian Zong's dignity.
"hiss!"
Because of her previous ferocious battle, a large number of monks came to watch. As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience took a breath.
You must know that Jian Zong has several great forces that are transformed into gods. Even if Shanmen is not in the Central Territory, no one dares to look down upon them, let alone think that they do not have the strength to occupy a place in the Central Territory.
Apart from that sound, many monks did not dare to make any other sounds, and some even walked away quietly for fear of being implicated.
"What a courage!"
Some Nascent Soul sword cultivators looked over with interest. Since they were not the ones being embarrassed anyway, they just regarded it as a matter of fun.
"Be bold!"
The elder of the Jianzong got angry, looked at Li Zhixuan with murderous intent, and said in a cold voice: "You bitch! Now kneel down and apologize, and cut off one of your arms. I will spare your life."
"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have for a despicable villain to ask me to apologize?" Li Zhixuan glanced at the other party disdainfully, with a calm expression, as if she didn't feel the pressure of Nascent Soul at all.
The monks who were still surrounding the ring ran away as if they were running away, looking at the woman in black standing proudly with a sword in horror.
Everyone thought she was crazy for daring to insult True Lord Nascent Soul.
"Okay, okay!" The elder of Jianzong had spent many years cultivating his qi, but he couldn't suppress the urge to take action. How could he endure being pointed at and scolded by a junior in front of so many people? !
Taking one step forward, he stretched out his hand towards Li Zhixuan, and the sword aura surrounded her like a stormy wave on the ocean, surging and endless, running towards her.
"Should we take action?" While Li Zhixuan was speaking, several Nascent Souls of the Wanjian Sect in the sky were considering this issue.
Personally, although she was a little presumptuous, she was after all the person Uncle Wu Xin had pointed out to meet, and the person who might become their junior sister in the future. If she was left alone, she would probably die on the spot.
Mr. Yu, this is a sword competition held by Wanjian Sect. No matter what the reason is, Yuan Ying should not be allowed to destroy it.
"Don't rush to take action. This girl is deliberately irritating the other party and planning to attack Nascent Soul." Ancestor Wu Xin came back at some point and looked at Li Zhixuan with a hint of admiration.
Perhaps in other people's eyes, her bold humiliation of Nascent Soul was motivated by emotion and she ignored the other party completely, but in his eyes, she was smart, decisive and courageous.
It is not difficult to see that at first Li Zhixuan only planned to defeat the disciples of the Sword Sect and make the Sword Sect lose face. Later, he found out that those people had withdrawn their sword orders, so he tried to provoke them.
Unexpectedly, the Nascent Soul took the bait and took action after being provoked for a few words.
Of course, Li Zhixuan's kind of gambling is very dangerous. If she is not careful, she will be seriously injured or even die. And even if she is safe, she may not be able to break through the bottleneck, but she resolutely boarded the gambling table!
"Let me understand the difference between me and Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator!"
Li Zhixuan held the natal magic sword tightly with both hands, trembling all over. This was not fear, but excitement!
She has been practicing outside for so many years, and this is the moment when she finally connects with the Nascent Soul!
Boom!
Integrating all his energy and spirit into this sword, he slashed down violently, and the overwhelming murderous intent and evil spirit spurted out, intertwined, and turned into an extremely huge black and red sword, slashing towards the huge wave.
"What a terrifying murderous intention!"
The Nascent Soul sword cultivators present were all moved by this sword, and looked solemnly at Li Zhixuan, who was pale but still standing proudly.
"Okay, okay! No wonder I feel that this girl is destined to me. It turns out that she also practices the sword of killing!" Wuxin laughed loudly. He finally saw a successor who could inherit what he had learned throughout his life!
The murderous intent was extremely sharp and powerful, destroying the waves into pieces. They looked at the golden elixirs and were dumbfounded. They never imagined that a golden elixir sword cultivator could surpass Yuanying's sword energy!
But the two cannot be compared so crudely. The sword sect elder's move was just an angry move, and he didn't even use the magic sword, while Li Zhixuan was his strongest blow.
"snort!"
When the elder of Jianzong saw that this was not good, he immediately snorted and secretly channeled his magic power. He was already very embarrassed today. If he lost to another golden elixir, he would not be able to see anyone in the future!
The waves were surging, setting off layers of huge waves, covering Li Zhixuan's sword energy, constantly dispelling it, and finally being completely swallowed up.
"Hahahaha!" Li Zhixuan suddenly laughed crazily and said, "Senior, it's nothing more than that!"
Along with the laughter, her aura suddenly changed, and she actually had the pressure of Nascent Soul! (End of chapter)