Chapter 130 You Still Say You Are Not a Slut?

When Zi Xiao was still thinking.

A tit-for-tat confrontation has begun in the main hall.

As the villain of the plot, Qiu Yi naturally targets the Destiny Child.

What's more, looking at his expression of envy, jealousy and hatred, needless to say, it must be another bloody love triangle story.

He loves her, she loves him, he loves her.

The Son of Destiny's physique that attracts hatred is simply amazing.

"Haha... Junior Brother Fei, remember, don't bring everyone to the sect. Junior Sister Dai'er is very busy on weekdays. If you have nothing to do, just bring one or two people back to the sect. Wouldn't it be fast? Is the door going to be overcrowded?”

"Ours is a cultivating sect where the strong survive. It's called Kunwu Mountain, not a garbage mountain."

Qiu Yi's face was full of contempt.

Li Zichu's face turned from white to red, and the veins on his forehead popped out. It was obvious that he wanted to fight the person in front of him.

However, my own cultivation level is only at the Nascent Soul stage, and the other party is already in one body.

"Qiu Yi! Don't go too far!"

Cheng Feng shouted angrily: "Brother Zuo was invited back by me. Besides, in front of Elder Qingfeng, how dare you insult a fellow disciple like this?!"

"Oh, I haven't talked about you yet."

Qiu Yi turned his head and looked at Cheng Feng: "You don't even call me senior brother? They are all just like the same species. Do you still have any dignity in your eyes?!"

"besides……"

At this time, Zixiao was eating the melon with a smile, which could be said to be a pleasure.

When he met the two sons of destiny, he went crazy. Finally, he met one who followed the plot. Why not have fun first?

Unexpectedly, the gunfire turned directly on him.

"It doesn't matter what this left person is. As I said before, I, Kunwu Mountain, am not some rubbish..."

Snap! ! !

There was a round of applause.

Everyone in the hall looked at Zi Xiao in disbelief.

Before Qiu Yi could finish his words, he was slapped. Naturally, the person who hit him was Zixiao.

I was eating melon there just fine, but you ended up talking about me?

The son of destiny has the forbearance skills of thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, but I don't have it!

"You, you dare to hit me?!" Qiu Yi said in disbelief.

Zi Xiao sneered: "I beat you? Don't you think you're a bitch? I'm standing there properly, and you're trashing me. Who are you talking about? You think you're Duan Shuishui's senior brother! You Quite crazy.”

Elder Qingfeng held his forehead and expressed that he had a headache.

This Qiu Yi usually relies on his talent to do mischief, but he has a father who is an elder, and a war between two realms is about to come.

That's why he was allowed to do whatever he wanted. This time it was fine, he hit the wall.

From the fight just now, Elder Qingfeng knew that the man in front of him named Zuo Yuanfei was definitely the best among the geniuses, and he also had a good temper.

You said it's not good for you to offend someone, why do you offend him?

I still want him to join the sect.

As for him slapping you, sorry, I didn't see it.

Elder Qingfeng turned his head and whistled, as if it had nothing to do with me.

“Looks like I’m going to teach you what etiquette is!!!”

Qiu Yi's face was ferocious. He originally just wanted to step on Li Zichu, but was slapped. If he could still bear it, it was not his character.

"Teach me?"

Zi Xiao stretched out a finger and pointed at herself.

"You're not awake yet, are you? Come on, let me help you wake up!"

Zixiao's body was like a dragon, he suddenly rose up, displayed the grass-shaped sword formula, turned his palm into a sword finger, and shouted lightly in his mouth. In an instant, the eight-leaf sword grass emerged and vibrated on his head.

Immediately afterwards, a leaf of sword grass turned into a simple sword. You can clearly see mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars on the sword body.

This is an ancient sword derived from sword grass.

The power of the Imperial Sword filled the hall, and the roar of dragons echoed through the void.

When Li Zi saw this ancient sword for the first time, his eyes widened.

He whispered softly: "The Human Emperor Sword? But isn't the Human Emperor Sword always in my body? How could he know what the Human Emperor Sword looks like?"

"Good boy!"

When Elder Qingfeng saw this scene, he was full of admiration: "Why didn't you use this move when you fought with me just now?! With such a strong imperial aura, this kid must have received the inheritance of a person of the imperial way, or maybe it is his bloodline? "

"boom!"

The sword of the emperor's way is indestructible, and the mountains, rivers, sun, moon and stars on the sword seem to come alive.

"court death!"

Qiu Yi shouted angrily, and a pair of bronze armor appeared on his body, holding a broad sword in his hand. The green armor all over his body was gleaming with cold light. It was several meters high. He stepped forward and cracked the ground with one step.

The broad sword started to rotate, green energy surged, and it made a whining sound. Thousands of rays of light shot out, like a sword rain falling down.

In front of Jiancao, Wan Jian surrendered, not to mention the aura of the emperor that he derived.

The moment the green light came into contact with the golden light, the bronze armor on Qiu Yi began to crack inch by inch, making a harsh clicking sound.

His tiger's mouth has begun to ooze blood continuously. Even so, he is still struggling to hold on. On the other hand, Zixiao is standing in the void, holding the derived sword of the emperor's way, looking indescribably comfortable.

Obviously, the other party didn't even have the qualifications to let him show his true skills.

At this moment, Zi Xiao shouted angrily at Qiu Yi: "Kneel down!"

boom! ! !

The imperial energy burst out.

Zi Xiao stood in the void like an emperor looking down at the common people. With one hand, he pressed down and the surrounding ground collapsed directly.

This was an extremely terrifying power with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

Qiu Yi felt that his soul was shocked and unable to move.

The bronze armor on his body turned into pieces. It seemed that there was a mountain on his shoulders. The huge pressure made his legs bend continuously.

His face was ferocious, and his hands pressed his legs tightly, not wanting to kneel down.

But as the imperial aura became stronger and stronger, he finally couldn't hold on.

Bang! ! !

With his legs bent, he knelt directly on the ground, and even his head hit the ground hard, making a crisp sound.

The light in the entire hall gradually dissipated.

Zixiao stood calmly in front of Qiu Yi and whispered, "You still say you are not a slut? With such little strength, you still want to learn from Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu? You are so brave."

"Brother Zuo!"

Xie Zichu ran to Zixiao with admiration in his eyes.

Such a strong man is exactly what he yearns for.

If he can reach this level in the future, he will never be insulted again.

"Xie Zichu!"

At this time, the formation pattern of the hall at the door shook, and a girl walked in with a beautiful woman.

Her pretty face was full of anxiety.

She knew that Qiu Yi was going to make trouble for Xi Zichu before, and after reporting to her master, she hurried here.

But she was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her.