Sister Sword

All those who should be notified have been notified, and the disciples of Taiyuanzong are now working hard to fight monsters, trying to earn the last wave.

After several days of fighting, the disciples have changed more or less, the fledgling temperament has been completely replaced by the aura after the experience.

In order to obtain greater benefits, everyone turned their targets to third-order monsters. Taiyuanzong disciples cooperated tacitly and practiced various combination formations. It is not a problem to deal with a third-order monster together.

Here I want to say that the monks who form the combined formation do not need to specially practice the formation. They only need to remember their positions and understand their role in the formation. Moreover, there will be a core figure in the combined formation to command. This person He must have practiced formations, and he doesn't need to be very talented in formations, as long as he can know the rules of formations and command his disciples to fight properly.

What's more, the more powerful the core figures in the formation, the stronger the formation formed by the disciples will be.

Just like the sword formation, if the core character is a monk with superb swordsmanship, then the power of the entire sword formation will increase.

Not all Taiyuanzong disciples can learn all kinds of skills. The higher the talent, the more things they can learn. I tried my best, and there was no extra time to study.

However, everyone has to go through several rounds of screening to enter Taiyuanzong, so even ordinary disciples in Taiyuanzong are much better than monks outside.

The Taiyuanzong disciples worked so hard, and the other monks were naturally unwilling to lag behind. At this last moment, everyone showed their strongest strength and tried to kill more monsters.

"Brother, are we really not doing anything?" Guan Ming, who had healed up from his injuries, asked Song Lin again.

"Junior Brother Guan, I think something is wrong with you!" Song Lin turned his head and said inexplicably.

He, the main character whom Xingyue has put down face, is not so eager to trouble her, so why is the secondary character, Junior Brother Guan, so active.

"Brother, I just think Xingyue of Taiyuanzong is too arrogant. I met her before I came here, and all the disciples around me were killed by her." Guan Ming said angrily, he felt that he was wronged , I really hate Xingyue wholeheartedly!

"Really?" Song Lin walked round and round Guan Ming.

"Senior brother?" Guan Ming was furious when Song Lin looked at him.

"Junior brother Guan, you yourself never called me senior brother before." Song Lin said quietly.

"Yes, is it? It's not because we have lived and died together these days. I thought our relationship could already call you a senior brother." Guan Ming explained stiffly with cold sweat dripping from his hands.

"Junior Brother Guan, you don't know about our competitive relationship, do you?" Song Lin continued.

"Of course I know, but after getting along these days, I feel admiration for you, brother, so I decided to give up the opportunity to compete with you." Guan Ming said awe-inspiringly.

"Why don't I believe it!" Just as he was speaking, Song Lin suddenly struck Guan Ming with his palm.

Guan Ming reacted quickly and dodged Song Lin's attack sideways.

"Senior Brother Song, why did you suddenly attack me?" Guan Ming asked.

Other monks who saw the movement here rushed over one after another.

"Senior Brother Song, what happened?" the disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect looked at Song Lin and asked.

Compared to Guan Ming, Song Lin was obviously more concerned with the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Junior Brother Guan?" Song Lin didn't answer them, but only looked at Guan Ming and asked.

"What did you tell me to do? Why did you suddenly attack me?" Guan Ming felt quite baffled. Even if he did not deal with Senior Brother Song, he didn't need to attack him in public.

"Do you remember what we said before?" Song Lin asked.

"Of course I remember, didn't you just tell me to be a little more arrogant in Taiyuanzong!" Guan Ming said angrily, and only after he finished speaking did he realize that there were so many people around him.

This is good, as soon as Guan Ming's words fell, monks and casual cultivators from other sects around him cast unexplained glances.

Song Lin's forehead was bulging with veins, and he was very irritable now.

"Let's go back and talk about it." After speaking, he left here first.

Guan Ming didn't understand why he followed behind him, and the disciples of the Tianmo Sect also left worriedly. They thought that Senior Brother Song must have dealt with Senior Brother Guan, who made him speak without restraint.

There was no good show to watch, and the monks left in an instant, and went to their own things.

When Xingyue heard the news, she frowned. She felt that things should not be that simple.

Back at the place where his sect was, Song Lin looked at Guan Ming again.

"Junior Brother Guan, do you know what time it is?"

"Isn't it when we are going to visit Taiyuanzong?" Guan Ming asked with a dazed expression, and he felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Guan, several days have passed since this incident happened." A disciple of the Demon Sect reminded him in a low voice.

"What!" Guan Ming shouted, "I don't know how many days have passed."

The expression on his face did not seem to be fake, and Song Lin was not sure if he was faking it.

"So, you don't know what happened these few days?" Song Lin asked.

"What happened these few days?" Guan Ming asked in a daze, he really couldn't remember anything.

Song Lin remained silent, he walked up to Guan Ming and looked him over carefully.

Guan Ming was so frightened that he took a step back.

"Stand still!" Song Linli said.

"Yes!" Guan Ming reflexively replied, when he saw Song Lin's darkened face, he immediately obediently stood up straight.

Song Lin used a secret technique to examine Guan Ming's body carefully, but found nothing unusual. It seems that the unknown thing had left Guan Ming's body. Of course, it may also be checked with his current cultivation base. not come out.

"You are controlled by someone." Withdrawing the secret technique, Song Lin dropped a bomb.

"What!" Guan Ming was even more shocked, he was controlled, why didn't he feel anything.

"Tell him about what happened recently." Song Lin casually pointed to a disciple.

"Yes." The disciple put away the same shocked expression as Guan Ming, and told Guan Ming exactly what happened in the past few days.

After listening, Guan Ming was in a trance, and then he didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly said,

"I remember that I always acted with you before. Why did you have nothing when I was controlled?"

Song Lin gave him a disgusted look and remained silent.

Although Song Lin didn't answer, Guan Ming already got the answer from his eyes. He clearly meant that his cultivation base was low, so he was controlled.

Guan Ming was deeply shocked. He couldn't accept the result. It's not fair that they both had the same level of cultivation.

"Do you remember what special things you have been exposed to before?" Song Lin asked, he wanted to find out why Guan Ming was controlled.

"Like a flower?" Guan Ming asked uncertainly, he felt that his memory was very vague.