who doesn't have a sword

Chapter 98
Shen Guanyu almost took half a step forward, Zhang Jun touched her with the hilt of his sword: "Junior Sister, wait!"

"En!" Shen Guanyu returned to his senses. She had already sacked her colleague many times in his previous life. Later, he couldn't find evidence that it was him, so he asked someone to transfer him away.

Quietly let go of her fists and backed away, but because the smell of stinkbug hadn't dissipated from her body, there were only two senior brothers and sisters around her.

Her advances and retreats were also clearly seen by the few casual cultivators on the opposite side.

One of the black-clothed nuns glanced over with a sneer, and Shen Guanyu glanced at the nun with three movements in unison.

The female cultivator was immediately annoyed, and when she stared over again, she found that the three little qi refiners, like everyone else on the deck, were all looking at the disciple's jade tablet that had risen into the air.

I saw that the senior sister in the punishment hall made a set of complicated handprints, and a flowing image flashed on the disciple's jade tablet instantly, just like the photo jade.

The picture without sound shakes back and forth, touches the trunk with one hand, walks for a while, turns over a pile of stones, and moves quickly.

It looks like you're looking for someone by following the signs along the way.

A moment later, a streak of golden spiritual power passed through the screen, and while shaking violently, the palm appeared again to pull out the broken grass in front of it.

At this time, the screen stopped shaking, and it was clearly recorded that there was a moon-white cassock disciple running wildly in front of him, and he was yelling something loudly.

The screen is too far away, Shen Guanyu can only read out from the lips: "Foundation Establishment cultivator, you can't escape, who will avenge me!"

On the deck, many people could feel his inescapable despair just by looking at the pictures.

Behind the disciple, several spiritual golden arrows shot at different directions on his body.

The blood stained the Yuebai cassock, and the teleportation talisman in his hand was obviously broken.

The golden rain of arrows behind him finally had enough teasing, and he quickly chased after him in a bunch.

The fatal blow to the back of the head pierced the head, and the moon-white cassock disciple suddenly fell to the ground, and a blue-clothed friar with a sword flew over in an instant.

He jumped off the flying sword and picked up the dead man's face with his toes to sneer, took away the dead man's storage bag, and shattered the disciple's jade tablet with spiritual power.

After stripping off the Yuebai cassock and stomping on it a few times on purpose, he laughed and released a fireball technique to destroy the corpse.

Shen Guanyu and his disciples could see clearly that the face that the blue-clothed cultivator cast fireball and looked back at was the blue-clothed casual cultivator who called innocent just now.

This is intentional torture!All the disciples stared angrily.

At this time, the man's white face became even whiter, and the casual cultivators around him also quickly avoided his side.

When the Xingtang disciples approached, the blue-clothed monk raised his hand and threw a black ball at the Taiyi sect disciples. The spiritual power of the Xingtang seniors and brothers couldn't stop the ball, and instead flew toward Shen Guanyu and the other three. Come.

When everyone on the deck defended and retreated, some people tried to rush down the airship.

The foundation-building disciples of Taiyizong sacrificed a defensive magic weapon to protect people.

"Tianleizi! Run!" Just now the female cultivator in black just happened to call out what the black ball was.

At the same time, a pair of powerful palms stopped Tian Leizi from flashing out of the flying boat.

bang~
When the loud noise came, the monk in blue had already been taken down and tied up with a spirit rope.

Shen Guanyu, who was guarded behind the magic weapon, got up, pushed away the senior brother Zhuji in front of him, and punched the imprisoned monk in blue.

The person still said in his mouth: "Murderer! Brother, I will avenge you!
If you deliberately step on my Taiyizong logo, you will never forgive me! "

She said a word and punched, and the fist with the vine stabbing technique smashed the blue-clothed monk's face with a few breaths.

It's so easy to live again, she must never become the senior brother in the picture!

The blue-clothed friar also yelled: There is a way to untie him and hit him again.

Shen Guanyu knocked out one of his teeth with a left hook, "Why didn't you wait for that senior brother to establish his foundation before robbing him? What about his face?"

Under normal circumstances, monks and monks, monks and monsters defaulted to the same rank versus the same rank.

Otherwise, even if Nascent Soul makes a move, tens of thousands of qi refining will be dead, how can the world of cultivating immortals play?

Those who can escape their lives by leapfrog fighting skills, that's it.

She hit this man in the face, and everyone was stunned.

The disciples of the torture hall just looked at it like that, and someone in the casual cultivator wanted to speak, and just said that this is a cultivator who established the foundation, and was glared at by several people, including the female cultivator in black.

Brother Liao was the second one to rush over to beat someone up. He saw his fellow disciple die before his eyes, and heard his fellow disciple's grief and anger yell who will avenge him!

If it weren't for the invisibility talisman passed down in his family, he would be ashes now.

Then Zhang Jun and Tang Yue also came up, and more disciples came up behind him with punches and kicks, but Shen Guanyu was pushed aside.

She coldly glanced at the group of casual cultivators: "I used to be a casual cultivator, and I also encountered robbery cultivators, but I met more casual cultivators who worked hard to make progress.

But it's not like this person's hypocrisy and viciousness, Zhan Xiu took the flying boat with peace of mind in order to kill his disciple. "

She didn't care what the scattered cultivators thought with different expressions, she turned around and squeezed into the same door to beat people.

Halfway through the crowd, Luo Shijiu pushed her out, and said via voice transmission, "Don't go, you're dead."

"Ah!" The foundation-building cultivator was beaten to death by the little qi refiners?
She wanted to see where Senior Sister Tang had gone, but she saw Wuwei Daoist who was flying back to throw Tianleizi at the bow of the boat, and heard the familiar sound of Liuyuncaiwen tambourine.

Followed by a group of qi refining disciples who stopped in an instant, they stepped back and stood in line.

Daoist Wuwei, who has always been kind, said calmly: "The number of disciples in the trial has been counted, and all the survivors have returned.

The punishment hall disciples cleaned up and set off. "

In front of everyone, the punishment hall disciples searched out all the belongings of the monk in blue who was about to be beaten to the ground, not even a strand of hair was spared.

After a fireball operation, Feng Lingli threw up ashes and completed the mission.

The casual cultivators didn't dare to move in the face of Master Jiedan.

Shen Guanyu and others lined up and listened to the training honestly, but they didn't want Daoist Wuwei to say to Sanxiu:
"I, Taiyizong, don't owe casual cultivators anything. An accident happened in Xiyu Mountain. It's my duty to take you on the flying boat. It's my duty not to take you.

After a while, the disciples of the punishment hall will check the younger disciples one by one, and if they find out that they have hurt our disciples, they will never leave overnight revenge.

It's too late to disembark now. "

The roar of the beast in the deep forest is getting closer and closer, and the casual cultivators will only go down if they are stupid. I really envy and hate these sect disciples.

The flying boat set sail in no time, and Shen Guanyu and other disciples were ordered to bind their own spiritual power and punished to stand still.

The Wuwei Daoist patrolled one row after another, and then said without avoiding the casual cultivators: "Before I went in, I told you that there are not only monsters but also casual cultivators inside.

There are also teammates from different teams that you don't know.

It's not a loss to die at the mouth of a monster, it depends on your strength.

To die at the hands of others is nothing more than credulity, the most important thing is to rely on someone to protect you!
Is it or is it not?

Children who are three or five years old can tell that the Qing sect will not send foundation-establishing disciples to protect you one-on-one. "

Shen Guanyu's heart trembled when she heard this, she did have this kind of dependence in the beginning.

Ao Xian seemed to attack her specially today, "The Taiyi Sect claims that there are more than 8000 foundation establishments, even if there are [-], they will not all be in the sect, right?

There are at most five hundred people who protect you secretly.

Hehe, five hundred guards and eight thousand new disciples, such a big Xiyu Mountain, I don't know how to protect it.

Also, isn't it your first time to kill someone, and you can't slow it down for a long time, rookie! "

Shen Guanyu asked back: "Have you ever killed?"

Ao Xian: "..." Bite you!
(End of this chapter)