Chapter 41 Upstart

Although Jiang Luo was holding a sword to her throat, she was in an extremely natural state. Feeling the blood flowing out of her body, she blinked, "I'm not lying to you."

After a while, she didn't hear the other party's response, so she added, "There is a leakage of spiritual power when you use it. I discovered it from the beginning."

She said it very seriously, and it was not obvious that she was talking nonsense.

Ye Qingsinger gradually relaxed her movements, and the dagger that was originally close to Jiang Luo's throat became very close. "Why didn't anyone else notice this?"

She regretted it as soon as she said it.

What do you mean why others didn't notice?What if someone else found out but didn't tell her?Who can guarantee this?Jiang Luo kindly told her that he actually treated her like this.

Ye Qingge curled her fingertips, and after a long psychological struggle in her heart, she finally removed the sword from Jiang Luo's throat.

She was just about to say something when she heard a blast coming from behind, and the strong wind caused by it actually lifted the hem of her clothes.

The thought of speaking was immediately suppressed by her, and she quickly pulled Jiang Luo, who was still a little stunned, into her arms. She turned around and raised her foot to kick the long sword aside, and it was inserted into the bluestone ground.

The smell of gunpowder smoke produced by the friction between the long sword and the bluestone successfully awakened the stunned Jiang Luo. After reacting, she pulled out the freely retractable black whip from the spirit ring and pointed directly at the long sword. The sword was thrown away.

The sharp teeth of the whip hooked firmly on the sword body. Jiang Luo suddenly used his strength to pull the long sword directly from the bluestone. Due to the force of inertia, the long sword was pulled out by her and slammed directly towards her. Coming!

But Jiang Luo was not stupid after all. After exerting force again in his hand, the sword was thrown back to the White House camp and stabbed straight towards Jiang Lin's chest. The force contained in it was so strong that it easily penetrated his chest.

Seeing the rapidly approaching long sword that could kill him, Jiang Lin moved aside and kicked the long sword away at an incredible angle. The long sword that was kicked away again could not stay on the field, but He flew straight towards the auditorium.

The disciples from various sects who were sitting in the auditorium to watch the fun never expected that they could be affected even if they were so far away from the competition venue. As the sword got closer and closer, the group of people who might be affected all threw out a defensive spiritual shield. In front of you in case your life is threatened.

Seeing Jiang Lin evade his attack so easily, Jiang Luo didn't react much. Instead, he sneaked behind his elder brother and acted like a tortoise.

Jiang Yu was good at using poison, so every time he took action, he would either use short and slender silver needles or strange-shaped pills. Occasionally, he would take out his long sword for self-defense to resist a wave of attacks.

Jiang Che and Jiang Yu on the other side are two extremes. Jiang Yu rarely uses a sword, but Jiang Che never leaves his hand with a big knife. Every time he drops the knife, he wants to chop at the disciples in the White House, and he even wants to directly kill them. Their heads were chopped off, as if he had some kind of blood feud with these people.

In fact, the hatred is not light.

After watching the two older brothers, Jiang Li turned his attention to the side and watched Jiang Li's operations.

Jiang Li's movements were smooth and smooth, and she made a long sword move smoothly. From time to time, she would hold two sword flowers, not for beauty, but to better display her strength.

[Second sister, front, front, front! 】

[Behind, behind, there is a villain coming from behind! 】

When Jiang Luo saw someone making a sneak attack, he took out a few small sharp knives from his spiritual ring, raised his little hand, and pierced them all into the two people.

The situation on the field was chaotic, and Jiang Luo felt that she couldn't do much to help, so she shouted, "Da Hong, come here!" Everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel a little numb when they heard this call.

"When did the Qingtian Sect learn the art of controlling beasts? At first glance, even I can't tell how many years of cultivation this big red bird has."

"If that's the case, there are two situations. One is that the big red bird is of low strength. It may not have been cultivated for more than a hundred years, so everyone can't see its strength at all. After all, a spiritual beast with a cultivation level of less than a hundred years can't be seen. Even a little-known disciple of a small sect would not take it seriously."

"And the other situation is hard to say... With our cultivation, even the thousand-year-old spirit beast cannot escape our piercing eyes, but if we can't even see it, then this big red bird can only be A spiritual beast that has been cultivated for ten thousand years."

"Where did the Qingtian Sect get the ability to keep a ten thousand year spirit beast as a pet? Do you really think that ten thousand year spirit beasts are all over the streets? Don't think so much, there is absolutely no way it is a ten thousand year spirit beast."

Almost the moment after the discussion ended, the fiery red bird that had not been seen for a few hours appeared again in front of everyone, but it seemed to be smoother now than before.

Jiang Luo watched Da Hong approaching and muttered in a low voice, "You have eaten so many spiritual fruits from me. If you don't behave this time, I will starve you for a few days."

Dahong chirped lowly, as if to accuse.

Jiang Luo grabbed its claws and climbed up slowly. When she climbed up to the back of Dahong's back, she looked down from a high place, and everyone had a panoramic view of every move.

"Brother, if the silver needle pricks his two hands holding the sword, don't hold back, you won't kill him."

"My hands are weak and you still want to kick him with your feet? Brother, don't leave his feet alone. Prick two more needles into his instep, leave him with one foot, and see how he jumps."

Jiang Luo sat at the top, directing all his brother's movements.

After being disrespectful to his eldest brother, Jiang Luo tilted his head and looked at Jiang Che again, "Third brother, just cut off his sword with a big sword. Your sword is made of the hardest black iron. Any spiritual weapon inside will die miserably if it collides head-on with your sword. Remember, use force, and use the same amount of force you used when you snatched my chicken leg!"

"Second sister...Second sister, fight well, you won't have any flaws at all."

After that, she ran to see Feng Yixuan and the others.

Others fight with their strength, and their spiritual weapons play a supporting role, but Feng Yixuan and Long Yue are different. The two of them are like nouveau riche on the field. Every once in a while, they can take out a high-end item from their pockets. Spiritual weapons, and none of them are duplicates.

Even though Jiang Luo had known it for a long time, when she actually saw these two people using high-level spiritual weapons without restraint, she still felt that her soul was severely damaged.

She laughed at herself.

The sect disciples in the audience were already so shocked by these two little babies that they were speechless.

These two people randomly pick one person's spiritual weapon and compare it among the sects participating in this preliminary round. They will definitely win an overwhelming victory.

These two kids are definitely not ordinary people.

But the fact that they have such a good relationship with the Qingtian Sect and even appear in the Qingtian Sect's competition also shows that the Qingtian Sect is definitely not simple?
(End of this chapter)

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