Chapter 6549 Check the Sword Qi

Of course Yun Chujiu noticed Qian Yan's dislike, but this guy didn't care at all, and looked around happily.

Qian Yan's face was speechless. Ordinary people are so embarrassed that they can't find a hole to crawl in. Why is this guy so happy?

Wouldn't it be because the stone in the thatched hut broke his head?

At this time, Steward Ji called Qian Yan's name, and Qian Yan hurriedly agreed.

After ordering dozens of names, Yun Yiyi was called, and Heixinjiu hurriedly agreed.

Hei Xin Jiu was the last one to enter Zhenjian Ruins, so after clicking her name, everyone's names were finished.

The stakes are very important, and no one dares to be absent.

Steward Ji glanced at everyone, and then said: "The people from the Law Enforcement Hall in the inner court will come over in a while, and they should all be more interested, let go of the sword energy obediently, and don't feel uncomfortable.

It's not that my words are ugly. In the eyes of the people in the Law Enforcement Hall in the inner court, you are just ants who can be killed at will. If you don't want to live, you can play around. "

The crowd immediately fell silent. Although the Prehistoric Sword Sect prohibited its disciples from killing each other, these named disciples were not the official disciples of the Prestigious Sword Sect.

For the sake of his spar, Qian Yan whispered to Yun Chujiu:

"Junior Sister Yun, you must be cautious in your words and deeds for a while. Uncle Jiang is only a member of the Outer Sect Law Enforcement Hall. If something goes wrong, he won't be able to protect you."

Yun Chujiu nodded hastily: "Senior Brother Qian, don't worry, I've always followed the rules, and I'm the most obedient."

Qian Yan nodded, yes, although this Junior Sister Yun was ugly and trashy, she didn't look like a troublemaker.

After a while, there was a sound of inhalation, Yun Chujiu looked up, and saw a few streamers approaching quickly.

As they got closer, Yun Chujiu saw that those people's feet were not swords, but the so-called sword spirits.

The leader is a young man in white. At his feet is a colorful tiger, which looks no different from a real tiger. The hair is fully visible, but there is a halo around him.

The people in the back were all dressed in white, some were wolves and some were leopards.

Yun Chujiu thought to herself that the people she met in the valley before were also wearing this kind of white sect uniform, and it seemed that they were also inner sect disciples.

After a few people landed, the sword spirits flew back into the scabbard behind them.

Steward Ji flattered with humility on his face: "Senior Brother Ji, the designated disciples of the Outer Sect of Zhenjian Ruins are all here, please check."

Yun Chujiu saw that the steward Ji was much older than Senior Brother Na Ji, but he called him Senior Brother Baba, and thought in his heart, it was estimated that most of the times, this Prehistoric Sword Sect was called based on the level of cultivation.

Senior Brother Ji had an arrogant look on his face, and after hearing Steward Ji's words, he just hummed lightly, and then winked at a few people behind him.

Immediately, there was an eagle nose and said sharply: "Now the first three rows release sword qi, all of which give me a little quickness. We are very busy, but we don't have time to waste on you rubbish."

Although everyone felt uncomfortable after hearing Eagle Hook Nose's words, the people in the first three rows still drew their swords and released their sword energy.

One of them didn't know if he was too nervous. Not only did he fail to release his sword energy, but the sword in his hand fell to the ground.

The eagle hooked his nose with a cold snort, and the sword behind him flew straight up, only to hear a scream, and the man was already dead.