The boss is five and a half years old, and wealthy families are vying for his favor.

Chapter 250 Lend me your sword

Jiang Wan smiled slightly at Chen Yuansheng: "No one said you were a drag."

Having more combat power is naturally a good thing.

Niu Zhi also woke up, and everyone's morale soared, fighting to find a way out of the red mist.

At this time, Jiang Wan felt that the barrier-like thing that had been trapping them suddenly untied without warning.

Jiang Wan raised her eyebrows and looked over, seeing someone running towards him.

"Little night!"

——It’s Song Longwu.

There are also several Taoist heavenly masters and disciples.

When they found out that someone was trapped inside for several hours, the people from the Celestial Master Association scolded the young disciple who arranged the spirit-trapping magic weapon. They didn't have any hope in their hearts, thinking that the trapped people were probably dead.

But I never expected that the trapped person not only survived, but also fought with Jiuying back and forth? !
A group of people looked at Jiang Wan and the princess pink toy gun in her hand, with very dazed expressions.

Is it a hallucination?

The light from that toy gun actually made Jiu Ying pissed? !

Jiang Wan was really happy to see them.

"Brother Xiao Song, why are you here?"

She was asking about Song Longwu, but her eyes were wandering on the swords, knives, and some magical weapons that she couldn't tell what they were in the hands of the people in front of her.

Hmm...which one to choose?

Jiang Wan has long wanted a weapon that would allow her to flex her muscles!

"Sorry, please lend me your sword." Jiang Wan pointed to the sword in the hand of a relatively young Taoist disciple and said.

"Huh?" The disciple looked young, but in fact he had a high status and was a senior disciple in the sect.

He subconsciously wanted Jiang Wan to stop messing around, but Jiang Wan's hand was obviously soft and small, and looked harmless, so she actually took the sword away from his hand!

The Iron Dragon Sword weighs twenty kilograms!The sword is a little taller than Jiang Wan!

Jiang Wan looked relaxed, but she actually put in effort to suck the milk.

She looked at the sword blade carefully, trying to get her hands on it, but she had no better choice.

"Hurry up and return the sword to me!" the eldest disciple accused, his tone was like meeting a bandit.

Let’s not talk about what Jiang Wan can do with the Iron Dragon Sword. Let’s just say that the Iron Dragon Sword is worth a lot of money and is a weapon with a history of thousands of years. If it breaks, he can’t afford it!
The others looked at the eldest disciple inexplicably. How could Jiang Wan, a little girl, steal the Iron Dragon Sword so easily?

It must be that this eldest disciple is not sure!

The eldest disciple's master scolded him to be more cautious, then stretched out his hand towards Jiang Wan with a serious look on his face: "Kid, this is not your toy gun."

Jiang Wan had already gotten used to the hilt and weight of the sword. Hearing this, she nodded and said, "Yeah, I will be careful not to break it, and I will return it to you after using it."

After saying that, Jiang Wan angrily swung a knife towards Hongwu——

The blade of the sword made a golden sound, and the murderous aura that shook the heavens and the earth seemed to have thousands of horses in silence.

The sword wind swept across, and all the red mist wherever it went was directly wiped out!

Jiuying let out a shrill and resentful roar: "Ahhhh--"

The master, the eldest disciple, and everyone else were dumbfounded. Only Jiang Lian, Chen Yuansheng, and Song Longwu were calm.

Lin Lu was very shocked, but still wanted to show off, "As expected of the fifth young lady."

Niu Zhi saw that he was pretending, so he also pretended to be calm, as if it was no big deal and it was a rare thing in the Tianshi Association.

"It's okay." Jiang Wan said to herself, the Iron Dragon Sword trembled slightly in her hand, as if in protest: Aren't I behaving very well?
After Jiang Wan swung his sword, he felt much better, while Jiuying felt an unprecedented threat, and quickly began to combine while using the red mist as an obstacle.

Jiang Wan snorted softly and said to Jiang Lian and Song Longwu: "Third brother, little brother Song, you go out first and stay away. I'll be back soon."

After taking two steps, she turned back to the senior disciple and said, "I promise to return the sword and it won't be broken. Remember to stay away, I'm going to cause thunder!"

Song Longwu did not doubt that he was there, and he and Jiang Lian pulled the others out, while asking Jiang Lian: "What kind of thunder? How can Xiao Wan trigger it?"

He was thirsty for knowledge and wanted to see it with his own eyes.Jiang Lian then told him about Jiang Wan's drawing of the Thunder Talisman.

"This is nonsense!" a highly respected heavenly master scolded.

He is the master of the eldest disciple. Song Longwu introduced him as Zhenren Ye of Yiqing Sect.

"She is a child, even if she has some skills..." Ye Zhenren still didn't understand what Jiang Wan's toy gun was about, "But it's not my sect, it's the first time to draw a talisman, and it has to attract thunder. It’s just an idiot’s dream!”

Jiang Lian's eyes were slightly cold, "Wanwan never talks big."

Ye Zhenren was so angry that his beard stood up, but Jiang Wan didn't leave them much time to argue.

She had been tormented by Jiu Ying for most of the day, and she was not without anger.

Carrying a big sword, if Hong Wu tries to block her, she will chop him, and if he dares to attack again, she will chop him.

Her Qi penetrated the rainbow, and she was as powerful as a bamboo, and the red mist was shattered into pieces by her.

Jiuying whimpered and was frightened by her beating.

Jiang Wan thought it would take some time to search for Jin Guanjie, but it happened that Jiuying wanted to gain strength by eating Jin Guanjie, which saved Jiang Wan the effort of searching everywhere.

The combined Jiuying was like a giant fetus, but with nine heads. When they saw Jiang Wan, they stopped eating Jin Guanjie, then raised their heads in unison, and met Jiang Wan's gaze. Shuashua shivered and quickly lowered his head to continue eating.

"Aren't you starving to death?" Jiang Wan was puzzled, "Forget it, it's not important..."

She would not kindly wait for Jiuying to have a full stomach to replenish her energy. She tiptoed like a light swallow across the water, came to Jiuying at high speed, and stabbed the thunder talisman on Jin Guanjie's chest with a sword!
"Thunder - come!" Jiang Wan shouted loudly.

Rumble boom!

Purple and golden lightning fell from the sky, igniting invisible flames.

Jiang Wan turned around and landed on the ground, watching from a distance as Jiuying was burned by the thunderous fire, roaring and rolling in pain repeatedly.

Slowly, they could no longer roar or roll.

Jiang Wan casually inserted the heavy Iron Dragon Sword on the ground, took out the golden broom, and watched Jiu Ying silently as it gradually turned into gray smoke.

It was not the choice of the Nine Infants to be buried in the altar not long after they were born.

It's just that they made a big fuss at the construction site, were contaminated with human life and blood, and became evil spirits, and they only ended up in a state of disarray.

Knowing that their fate was unchangeable, Jiang Wan still waved the golden broom.

She took steps to dance, sang a prayer song, and asked God for forgiveness.

The golden light broom shines brightly, and the strands of golden light hidden in the sorghum millet spontaneously ignite without fire, turning into golden flowers and flying into the sky.

The black and red Jiuying's gray smoke was cleared away bit by bit, and finally became transparent, as if the heavy snow melted and the snow water flowed back into the sky.

Ye Zhenren and other people came over and saw this scene.

The wind blows and the snow turns.

The golden light gradually faded, and the sword's light was like frost.

The little girl turned around. She did not have a majestic appearance, but her body was majestic. Her half-downcast eyes were filled with tears and compassion.

Master Ye immediately ordered all the disciples to sit cross-legged. He subconsciously felt that standing in this situation was disrespectful to Jiang Wan.

But after leading all the disciples to sit down, Master Ye didn't know what to do.

The sky is full of white glint and golden light, and it seems that they are not needed at all.

"Are you going to recite scriptures about salvation?"

When Ye Zhenren was distracted, Jiang Wan had already walked in front of him.

The inviolable sense of sanctity in her body disappeared, and she looked like an extraordinarily beautiful ordinary little girl with two smiling pear dimples on her cheeks.

"Thank you for the sword." Jiang Wan returned the sword to the eldest disciple, "I won't disturb you anymore."

Fighting consumes the most energy, and Jiang Wan's stomach was already growling with hunger.

(End of this chapter)