The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

Chapter 266: Shattered Bronze Sword 5

The sword mound artifact was born, and the domineering sword intent shot straight into the sky, and the terrifying pressure shook Chonghua’s ground.

In the past, there were similar disturbances when the artifact was born, but the two-three-breath kung fu calmed down. But this time, this terrifying power has not subsided for a long time.

With such a big movement, how could Nangong Tai, the elder of the Sword Sect, retreat in peace and heal his wounds?

But as soon as he closed the door, he was shaken by the powerful sword intent, and his spiritual energy swelled, and he was almost thrown to the ground.

Nangong Tai and Xie Xiu’s injuries were not healed yet, so this time they couldn’t fight hard, they could only use magic weapons to resist.

He originally wanted to recruit a disciple to ask about the situation, but the Jianzong gate was empty, and he was afraid that Yujian had already run away.

Jianzong is naturally the closest to Jianzhong, and the sword intent and coercion he feels are also the most direct and deadly. For the sake of life, what else can you do if you don’t run?

“These little bastards!!” Nangong Tai cursed.

Why is there no one looking for him? ? He treats his disciples well on weekdays, and no one cares about him?

Don’t care about him. If something happened to Jianzong, isn’t it normal to ask him to solve the problem?

The dignified Sword Sect elder was just abandoned by his disciples!

There’s a bunch of villains out there!

Nangong Tai flew to Jian Tomb with a belly full of anger Yu Jian.

From a distance, he saw a chubby boy and a pretty sword spirit standing at the entrance, both of them looking blank.

Powerful coercion and sword intent came from Sword Spirit.

Seeing this, he understood everything.

The head of Chonghua, Lin Yanzhi, knelt on the ground, and the disciples of the Sword Sect who had been scolded by him just now fell unconscious on the ground.

Nangongtai was comforted in his heart, it turned out that the boys did not abandon him, but something happened.

Then I remembered it was wrong!

What’s the matter with lying on the ground? ! ! Even if the disciples are dead, it won’t work!

*

Nangong Tai rushed down Zhang Yujian in a panic, and Lord Baili here was holding Zhao Qingxuan ready to escape at any time.

At first, she really didn’t understand the situation.

However, Lin Yanzhi repeatedly asked her to put away Shenwei and let Chonghua’s disciples go. She probably understood it, but the problem was that she couldn’t solve it.

The ten thousand years of being imprisoned in the Sword Tomb really have not been in vain. Baili Junxin’s hard work has paid off, and she has really become stronger.

And this kind of power is too much for Chonghua’s disciples to bear, so she must restrain her strength.

So the question is, what to do?

She won’t! !

Baili Junxin has been groping for cultivation by himself. The same is true when you come to this world. In the sword tomb, there are occasional companions who give pointers, but the general direction is to be grasped and pondered by oneself.

She has never felt any problems, the power control is precise and flexible, and she can retract it freely. In the past, in other small worlds, she had power that others did not have, and she did not see any strange reactions from others. Why here, these monks can’t stand it anymore?

Why does Zhao Qingxuan, a young boy, have nothing to do?

You are very confused.

For these problems, if Jun Xin’s guard has a low-level sword, then a sword spirit will tell Jun Xin, this is called level suppression.

The cultivation base Baili Junxin has cultivated for thousands of years is comparable to a monk in the Mahayana period. And Lin Yanzhi, the head of Chonghua, is only a Nascent Soul cultivation base, and most of the disciples present only have foundations. She just stood there, and the group couldn’t stand it.

Zhao Qingxuan only had the cultivation of absorbing Qi into his body, and his cultivation was almost equal to zero. There is not much spiritual energy in the body, how can it sense the difference in spiritual power, and it cannot be suppressed by the level.

Generally, in the situation of level suppression, unless high-level monks get angry and deliberately clean up people, they will restrain and hide their cultivation bases to avoid unnecessary karma from unintentionally losing their lives.

However, Junxin will not, and neither can she.

No, naturally no one taught her how to restrain her power.

No, because even if Jun Baili’s heart is more human, she is now a sword after all, unable to hide her strength as thoroughly as a human cultivator.

Can the sword be taken back once it has been opened? She will only get sharper and stronger.

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Lin Yanzhi was not a sword cultivator, so naturally he did not know the characteristics of the sword spirit.

He thought a bit too much, thinking that the sword spirit was giving him power, and that Jun Baili was venting his anger to Zhao Qingxuan.

The entire clan didn’t care much about this causally related child and offered him money, but wished he didn’t exist. Lin Yanzhi turned a blind eye to the fact that he was being bullied, and never thought about it because he thought it was too trivial and troublesome.

Is it because Zhao Qingxuan complained in front of Sword Spirit, and Sword Spirit took revenge for him? ?

“Qingxuan… We were bad in the past, let’s change… Please ask for mercy…” Lin Yanzhi turned to ask Zhao Qingxuan.

If Baili Junxin had a little clue about the current situation, then Zhao Qingxuan would be completely dumbfounded.

What’s wrong with Sect Leader Lin to admit his mistake?

“Sister Junxin, let’s go.” Zhao Qingxuan came to Baili Junxin’s sleeve.

“Well.” Baili Junxin agreed.

If you can’t restrain your strength for the time being, you can only find a place where there is no one, and find a few books for research.

She pulled Zhao Qingxuan to leave, when Nangongtai arrived.

“That fat boy, hurry up and sheathe your sword.” Nangong Tai shouted loudly, holding his heart.

The closer he got to the sword spirit, the more uncomfortable he became. The original injury was not very good. He was attacked by the sword spirit of the sword spirit, and his injury expanded.

Zhao Qingxuan has a pimple on his forehead, what are these people talking about? !

Nangong Tai felt unlucky and met a stupid one. He shouted again: “Little Fatty, move! If you don’t move, the mountains of Chonghua will collapse.”

Zhao Qingxuan is still inexplicable, where did the scabbard of the bronze swordsman’s heart come from? !

Nangong Tai was so anxious that he vomited blood, but he somehow understood what Zhao Qingxuan was thinking.

“The spiritual power is poured into the body of the sword, and you are the scabbard!” Nangong Tai scolded his disciples over and over again in his heart. This fat man has such a poor foundation that he doesn’t even understand the most basic things. How on earth did he teach him! !

Jian Xiu Jian Xiu, they are the rulers of the sword, the sword itself, and the container of the sword.

From the moment Jian followed Jianxiu out of the sword grave, Jianxiu became its scabbard. The sword cultivator poured his own spiritual power into the sword body, which could cover up and restrain its edge.

This knowledge is the basic skill before entering the Sword Tomb. Who the **** is so brave to let someone who doesn’t know anything in it? ? ?

Nangong Tai cursed in his heart.

Zhao Qingxuan and Baili Jun are both smart people, and they know everything.

“Sister, is it okay?” Zhao Qingxuan asked for advice.

“Yes!” Baili Jun agreed.

When I was caught and forcibly locked in Jianzhong, I thought that Chonghua cultivator was extremely powerful and was ready to fight a tough battle. Who would have thought that everyone would lie down before they even moved…

Although the scene is really funny.

Zhao Qingxuan held the bronze sword in his left hand, and the **** of his right hand were attached to the body of the sword, and the weak spiritual energy slowly poured into the bronze sword.

Zhao Qingxuan had just introduced Qi into his body, and his spiritual power was just a little bit. But it was this little bit of spiritual energy that instantly restrained Baili Junxin’s domineering sword intent and restrained her coercion.

A sword repair is a scabbard.

The tender but gentle spiritual power enveloped Lord Baili’s heart.

The power is fragile, and she can break free without much effort. But she didn’t dislike the little fat man’s spiritual power.

This is not a bondage, on the contrary, this power makes her feel calm and refreshed like never before.

Is this the relationship between Jianxiu and the sword?

*

The powerful ability converged, and Lin Yanzhi finally got a chance to catch his breath. He took back the diamond bell, and Chonghua’s disciple who was lying on the ground also got up.

Nangongtai approached only then, he cupped his hands, gave a slight salute, and said, “Thank you, Miss Sword Spirit, for your cooperation.”

If the sword spirit is not willing, the sword cultivator cannot put the sword into the sheath, especially when the sword spirit itself is countless times stronger than the sword cultivator.

“Don’t dare. We should thank the elders.” Lord Baili patted Zhao Qingxuan on the shoulder, and brought the little fat man with him to salute and thank him, “Thank you elders for your guidance.”

Nangongtai was originally angry, but these two were so polite and thanked him, the anger went away.

“Where, where.” Nangongtai’s face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile. He asked casually, “Fat boy, what’s your name and who is the master?”

Nangong Tai’s meaning was to clean up these irresponsible guys when he went back after asking about his master and brother.

“My name is Zhao Qingxuan… I don’t have a master yet… They all say that I don’t have spiritual roots.” Zhao Qingxuan smiled awkwardly: “I just read a book and learned a little swordsmanship, and then I bleed into my body…”

Zhao Qingxuan scratched his head, very embarrassed.

Nangong Tai took a deep breath, he grabbed Zhao Qingxuan and took a good look, and even opened his eyes to see.

He gave himself a slap in his mind and scolded himself for being an idiot.

Nangongtai remembered very clearly that he owed a child named Zhao Qingxuan Karma.

He wanted to raise the child himself, but gave up for his own practice.

As a result, many years later, he discovered that the other party was a natural sword bone, a superb sword cultivator! Delayed for ten years.

Nangong Tai’s heart was stuffed and he regretted it.

He shouldn’t have listened to Lin Jiaojiao’s advice, he shouldn’t be selfish, and he deserves to be seriously injured now.

“Boy, if you don’t have a master, then you might as well worship me.” Nangongtai smiled ingratiatingly. He wants to correct mistakes.

Zhao Qingxuan did not agree, but took a step back and moved closer to Baili Junxin.

Lin Jiaojiao made trouble. Zhao Qingxuan knew about his entanglement with Chonghua when he was very young, and he also knew that Chonghua raised him to pay back cause and effect, so he did not have too many feelings for Chonghua.

In recent years, Zhao Qingxuan has suffered a lot in the hands of Chonghua’s disciples, and the people of Jianzong have also come to bully him.

He was reluctant.

Looking at Zhao Qingxuan’s expression, Nangongtai knew that this part of the master-disciple fate was missed, and he felt regretful and annoyed.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

If he hadn’t listened to that girl, Lin Jiaojiao, and taught Zhao Qingxuan carefully, not only would he be able to repay the cause and effect, but he would also have an apprentice who was born with a sword bone.

However, at the beginning, he gave up this relationship for a little selfish desire. Nangongtai couldn’t help but blame Lin Jiaojiao.

“If you don’t want to, it doesn’t matter. If you are practicing in the future, if you are confused about the way of the sword, you can come and ask me.” Nangong Tai promised.

After Nangong Tai asked Lin Yanzhi to take care of Zhao Qingxuan, Yu Jian flew away.

Missed, after all, missed, he has to heal himself.

*

Nangongtai left, and Baili Junxin and Zhao Qingxuan also prepared to leave.

Lin Yanzhi wanted to say something, but after seeing the injured disciples who had just woken up, he still cared about the bigger picture, so he didn’t stop him.

But at this time, some people’s brains are not very good.

“Zhao Qingxuan, stop for me!! You are so ignorant!” The person who spoke was Huangfu Yingqi, the son of the third disciple of Jianzong’s elder.

Baili Junxin glanced back at the person who was speaking, and with just this look, Huangfu Ying Qiling was so frightened that he almost lost his mind, and he immediately knelt down. The people around him also knelt down obediently and did not dare to make a sound.

Even in the sheath, Lord Baili’s heart is still strong. The Mahayana period is quite cultivated, how can these people be allowed to be presumptuous?

Zhao Qingxuan is less than thirteen years old, and the guy who takes the lead in bullying others looks at least twenty-five or six years old. Is that okay? Is there something wrong with this faction?

She glared at Lin Yanzhi again, her face full of contempt, so frightened that the head was trembling.

“Are these people bullying you at all times?” Baili Jun asked heartily.

Zhao Qingxuan nodded.

“Don’t be afraid, I will teach you how to fight back.” Bailijun said in his heart.

Zhao Qingxuan’s eyes lit up, and he promised: “Okay, sister, I’d like to learn from you.”

With such a strong heart, Baili Jun couldn’t have been better for her willing to teach him.

At this time, a pink figure descended from the sky, and a crisp and dreamy metal bell rang in his ears.

Fan satin with bells hanging from the sky attacked Zhao Qingxuan’s face.

Bailijun was angry and annoyed.

He grabbed the ribbon and released the red lotus fire, and the dark red flames burned along the ribbon.

She heard a shrill, sharp scream.

A dark mass fell from the sky and rolled on the ground.

“Father, father save me!”

Under the fire of the red lotus karma, his clothes were burnt, his hair and eyebrows were burnt, and his whole body was black.

Lin Yanzhi hesitated for a long time before finally confirming: “Jiaojiao!!”

“Father! It hurts!” The black-charcoal woman cried.

Bailijun understood in his heart, it turned out to be the reborn heroine Lin Jiaojiao.

“Girl Sword Spirit, please be merciful.” Lin Yanzhi begged.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire is still burning, but there are only a few small fireballs left.

“She made a sneak attack just now, but she didn’t show mercy.” Bailijun said coldly, “Come on, it won’t last long with this fire, just get through it.”

As the head of the family, Lin Yanzhi is also a monk in the Yuan Ying period.

After all, Lord Baili left with Zhao Qingxuan in his heart.

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There is a little problem with my body, I have been pigeon for two days, I am really sorry.