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Chapter 305

The sword light dissipated, revealing the figure of a man.

The man is tall and tall, with poetic eyebrows and a sword case on his back, with the word "Wufeng" engraved on it.

He cupped his hands at Jing Yingrong and smiled: "Excuse me, Mo Ren of Wufeng Sword Sect, if you have something to ask a fellow Taoist, may I ask for your honorable name?"

After arriving at the Qin family's mansion, Jing Yingrong put away the tokens of the sect under Qin Xinyao's suggestion, and did not reveal her identity at the moment, only said her name, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mo Ren: "I see that there is no connection between Daoist Jing and the sword he is carrying, and I guess this sword is not a magic weapon of your own destiny, so I dare to ask Fellow Daoist Jing if he is willing to part with you and sell this sword to me?"

After the other party's voice fell, Jing Yingrong knew that the three spirits in the sea reacted differently.

Jijie Pen: "Hehe."

Extreme Flame Bead: "Wow——"

Extreme Fiend Sword: "Huh?!"

Jing Yingrong lowered his eyelids and raised them again, asking: "Why did you buy it?"

Mo Ren smiled gently: "My master is obsessed with the way of swordsmanship. I think this sword is extraordinary in momentum and quite miraculous, so I want to buy it and present it to my master."

Jishajian snorted: "This kid has vision."

Jing Yingrong: "Then will you sell it?"

Ji Sha Sword: "Nonsense, don't sell it!"

Jing Yingrong shook her head at Mo Ren, "Not for sale."

Mo Ren pondered for a while, and said: "But because this sword is so valuable? I don't know the grade of this sword. I can only feel that it has the essence of gold and the power of blood. The casting process... casting The materials used in this sword must be rare treasures in the world. I have a few magic weapons, although they are not as good as this sword, but the combined value is still considerable, and I also have a little savings in spirit stones, can fellow daoists think about it?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "He skipped the casting craft."

Jijie Pen smiled: "After all, Li Chengkong has always been lacking in technology and materials to make up for it, and lacking in heat and cultivation to make up for it."

Jishajian said: "Is this still something to consider?"

Mirror Yingrong: "..."

Jishajian: "What do you mean by not talking? Have you really thought about it?!"

As if she didn't hear the yell of Jisha Sword, Jing Yingrong shook her head again and said, "It doesn't want to."

Mo Ren was stunned for a moment, but immediately came to his senses, and said apologetically, "The fetishes have spirits, it's because I didn't think carefully, if that's the case, I won't force it."

After finishing speaking, he saluted and said goodbye, and he turned into a sword light and went away in an instant.

Extreme Flame Bead: "Hey, this doesn't look like the speed of an ordinary Void Returning cultivator."

Jijie Pen: "The sword intent is condensed but not released, such a fast escape speed does not leak any spiritual power. Looking at the demeanor and demeanor, this junior should be the leader of the younger generation of the Wufeng Sword Sect, and it is likely to be the leader. But , feels a little strange."

Extreme Flame Bead: "What's so strange?"

Jijie Pen: "Generally speaking, people from the Wufeng Sword Sect will be afraid and disgusted with bloody and ferocious things, but he doesn't seem to care about this at all."

Extreme Flame Bead: "Is it because he didn't see how strong Sha is?"

Jijie Pen: "Not impossible."

When they were talking, Jishajian was wrestling with Jingyingrong.

Jishajian: "Did you just want to betray me?!"

Jing Yingrong: "I respect your choice."

Jishajian: "Then what if I am willing?"

Jing Yingrong: "Sell."

Jishajian: "You still said you didn't want to betray me!"

Jing Yingrong: "I never said that."

Jisha Sword: "If you didn't say you don't want to sell it, that means you just want to sell me."

Mirror Yingrong: "?"

Jishajian: "I'm sad, I'm sad, I'm angry, I won't forgive you, unless we go to the Wufengjian sect... why did you take me down?"

Jing Yingrong took the Ji Sha Sword with its sheath from behind her back.

"I came up with a solution to both." Jing Yingrong held the sword with a relaxed expression, "Mo Ren is a member of the Wufeng Sword Sect. If you sell you to him, he will take you to the Wufeng Sword Sect."

She raised her eyes and looked in the direction where Jian Guang left, "You go to the Wufeng Sword Sect, and I will get magic weapons and spirit stones, and each will gain its own benefits, the best of both worlds."

Extreme Fiend Sword: "..."

Ji Yanzhu and Ji Jie Pen said in unison: "Good idea!"

Extreme Fiend Sword: "You guys!!!"

Jing Yingrong took a step forward.

Extreme Fiend Sword: "Stop!"

Space opened up to her.

Extreme Fiend Sword: "Don't sell it!"

Scene warp transform.

"I'm not going to Wufeng—!"

The roar of Jishajian stopped abruptly, and turned into a voice full of doubts: "Huh?"

Below is a lake covered with silver light and slightly rippling, and there is no sign of Moren.

Jisha Sword: "Where is this place?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "It should be that Langwan Lake!"

Jisha Sword: "Huh? Huh?! I don't want to..."

Jijie Pen: "Why, are you disappointed that you didn't find that junior to sell you?"

Jishajian: "You are disappointed! Obviously she just said—"

Ji Yanzhu: "Oh, the mirror said that she could do that, but she didn't say she would do that."

Jijie Pen: "It's been so long and you still don't understand her little verbal tricks?"

Extreme Fiend Sword: "I..."

Jing Yingrong put the extremely evil sword back.

"You're kind of, not smart."

"...Don't go too far..."

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front.

The place where the beast tide and the human cultivator meet seems to be a millstone of flesh and blood, whether human or demon, every living body is swallowed and crushed, and the blood on the ground is covered with thousands of miles of broken flesh, and the blood is blowing up. Straight to the sky.

The airship piloted by Lan Chucui has been stuck in place for a long time.The team of monks assembled around her showed strong cohesiveness and combat effectiveness, and they were invincible in the beast tide. However, after a long time, some high-level monsters noticed this advance team.

Three seventh-level monsters were sent to intercept it.These three monsters each lead a wave of beasts, and several monsters of level five and level six form the tip of the wave of beasts. The three parties form a siege around the flying boat, trapping it in place and making it difficult to move.

Lan Chucui looked at the ever-shrinking airship protection area and the increasing number of casualties, her jade face was as cold as frost and snow.

There seems to be only one way in front of them: give up the front line soaked in the blood of the gatekeepers in the beginning, and retreat to the main line of defense.

However, she had already expected such a situation, and sent a request for help to Zongmen in advance.It's just that now several large-scale animal hordes are approaching, and the entire front is short of manpower. There are too many places that are more critical than here, so I don't know when reinforcements will arrive.

At this moment, in the southeast direction of the flying boat, two monster beasts of the sixth level roared again and again, biting and smashing the dozen or so disciples who stood in front of them. Those people had just died and some of them were still alive, but in a blink of an eye they were overwhelmed by the blackness rushing up from behind. The hordes of beasts were swallowed up, and not even the bones were left behind.

The paw prints formed by the monster force passed across the shield of the flying boat, and the runes flickered on and off, showing a faint tendency to collapse.

The position where Lan Chucui was standing suddenly shone brightly, and layers of formation spirit patterns bloomed like flowers on the bow of the boat, gathering tyrannical energy in the formation.She opened her bow and set her arrows, and the radiant arrow aimed at one of the sixth-level monsters.

The power of the formation poured into her body, pouring arrows through her meridians.The arrow left the string, and the high-speed rotating arrow body blew the spiral wind blade, dragging out a long air wave, like a dragon roaring and galloping out of the sea.

The sixth-level monster flicked its head, and a powerful shock wave burst out from the abyss-like mouth with a roar.As soon as the sound waves and light arrows came into contact in the air, the arrows stagnated slightly, and then, as if the sea was split in two, the light arrows completely penetrated the ripples of the sound waves and sank between the eyes of the monster.

The arrows penetrated from the heads of the sixth-level monsters, and then shot out from the tails, traveling in a straight line unabated, opening a bloody channel in the beast tide, until nearly a hundred monsters were killed before being exhausted.

The second arrow was aimed at another sixth-level monster. Lan Chucui was accumulating her own strength when the ground suddenly shook. Even the airship suspended in mid-air was affected, shaking like a boat being beaten by a stormy wave Ups and downs.

However, the seventh-level monster that was originally sitting in the middle of this beast tide saw that its own forces had been severely injured, so it leaped forward in anger.It jumped up into the sky, and when it fell, it hit the ground like a boulder, and the violent air current it set off overturned and pushed away the surrounding monsters and human cultivators.

"Roar!--"

The seventh-level monster roared angrily at Lan Chucui, twitched its thorny long tail, and immediately smashed a big hole in the airship's defensive shield.

Lan Chucui's face turned pale, but her gaze became sharper. The hand holding the bow and arrow was as steady as a rock, and she turned slightly, leaving only the left eye of the seventh-level monster in her field of vision.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A huge ice cone fell from the sky, nailing the tail of the seventh-level monster into the ground, and then the sound of the wind broke into one piece, and countless sharp icicles fell vertically, as if a rain of swords had fallen, and the body of the seventh-level monster In an instant, blood flowers bloomed.

Then there was a rapid ringing of the bell, as if a huge wave after another was slamming violently, all the monsters blocking the gap in the shield that were trying to squeeze in instantly burst their eyeballs and shattered their internal organs.Their corpses piled up into hills to block the breach, instead making the flying boat temporarily safe.

Lan Chucui's heart relaxed, and when she looked back, she saw four more figures behind her. The two leaders were Nascent Soul cultivators, and the other two were early Golden Core and middle Golden Core.

She was taken aback because she saw a familiar face.

Shu Pinghui waved at her with a smile, and the golden bell on her wrist rang with a clear voice:

"long time no see."

(End of this chapter)