I really didn't expect to make the heroines fall in love with me.

He stood up from his seat, stretched his muscles a little, and looked at Ling Shuangxue.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, we originally planned to attack that sword demon today, so we won't be affected much."

Ling Shuangxue was taken aback for a moment, then her frown was also relaxed a little.

Her spiritual power gently enveloped Luo Wusheng.

*

//If you don't get some monthly tickets, you won't be motivated

Section 238#第一卷#Chapter [-] The Demon Sage Son Appears Handsome

Jianyang Mountain.

Although it is quite a distance from Jianyang City, even if it is just a foundation-building sword cultivator who has just mastered the sword control method, it will not take much time to go from Jianyang City to Jianyang Mountain.

In particular, Jianzhou is no better than Xuanyuanzhou, and there is no ban on flying under the Nascent Soul set by the Immortal Kingdom.

Therefore, at this time, a large number of monks who heard the news from Jianyang City had gathered around the periphery of Jianyang Mountain.

Whether it's the Heavenly Rank Sword Demon or the Nascent Soul Cultivator, most people can't usually see it.

And Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator besieges and kills Heavenly Sword Demons... This is a plot that can only be heard occasionally in stories told by storytellers!

The people in Jianyang City have always admired all kinds of legends about sword immortals. Now that they have the opportunity to witness it with their own eyes, they are all very excited. How could they be willing to let it go?

Coupled with the herd mentality of seeing many people coming together, the number of people gathered outside Jianyang Mountain directly increased exponentially.

Of course, this group of low-ranking monks certainly did not dare to approach Jianyang Mountain.

They are not stupid, they clearly know that they are here to join in the fun, obediently watching from a distance is fine, but once they get close and are affected, it is really justified and there is nothing to say.

Therefore, at the position closest to Jianyang Mountain, there are only five teams stepping in the mid-air in front of the mountain, separated by a short distance from each other.

The various teams were in a faint confrontation, but everyone's faces were a little gloomy.

Among them, the epee team that wanted to occupy Pingjian Tea House yesterday was also one of the five teams.

"Tsk... who the hell is it that released the news? If I find out, I'll have to smash him into meat with a sword!"

In the epee team, the reckless man gritted his teeth and said.

He was already irritable by nature, and even more so at this moment, his spiritual power surged wildly.

Especially when he kept thinking about the scene where he made a fool of himself yesterday.

(Damn it, if I hadn't been careless at the time and fell into the plot of the storyteller... See you next time, I must take revenge!)

At the front of the line, the strong man didn't notice his third brother's thoughts, he lowered his head alone and thought about something, and finally shook his head.

"Paper can't contain fire after all... It's good that the sword ghost incident is exposed now, but the stalemate in Jianyang Mountain should come to an end."

He looked at the precipitous mountain range covered by spiritual plants, and then faintly glanced at the monks who were watching in the distance: "...the longer the time drags on, the more variables may arise. If there are a few more competing teams The team, and even the mid-stage Nascent Soul, this sword ghost may really miss us."

The strong man said, but for some reason, there was always a little bad feeling in his heart.

Then he thought of the woman who appeared at the inn yesterday...

The identity of the opponent is the head of the Jiange, which is something he has confirmed at the moment of the fight.

He has also dealt with Jiange a lot, and he clearly knows the aura characteristics of Jiange monks.

So after realizing this and knowing that the other party came for the sword ghost, the strong man deliberately revealed the other party's identity on the spot.

The head of Jiange Yuanying is also involved in the sword ghost battle. As long as this news spreads to the ears of several other teams, maybe there will be a team that can't hold back and become the first bird... But what I didn't expect is that it just passed overnight , even I was a little impatient.

(The head of the Jiange should also be at the initial stage of Yuanying, otherwise, with the combat power of the Jiange Sword Cultivator, he can directly suppress the sword ghost and leave safely, let alone someone who does not need assistance...)

The strong man calculated the strength of all parties in his heart.

But now, my team still has a chance to take down Sword Demon.

Moreover, the Jiange Nascent Soul has not yet arrived...

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise, which made the five teams including the epee team, and even the onlookers in the distance all stunned.

There was no thunder, no lightning, but there was a terrifying thunder that rose from the ground and resounded through the heavens and the earth, like the roar of a catastrophe, which made people's hearts tremble.

"F... what happened?"

"Thunder? But this doesn't even have cumulus clouds...could it be some kind of sonic spell?"

"...Listen! There seems to be something wrong!"

The chaotic crowd was a little noisy, but soon, these noises were smoothed out.

Under the thunder, the sound of the zither rose lightly, but gradually overwhelmed all the sounds in the world.

The wonderful syllables continued to form a qin music, which was swayed by the breeze and spread to everyone's ears, making their newly agitated hearts extremely peaceful.

Everyone's eyes subconsciously converged towards the direction of the piano sound.

There, it was the sky above Jianyang Mountain, beyond the five confronting teams... the real starting line for the sword ghost.

But at this time, the beautiful fairy wearing a veil lightly led the handsome young man in white clothes beside her, and at some point appeared from the sky, stepped lightly, and entered everyone's sight.

The short piano music ended, and the picturesque men and women stopped in front of the five opposing teams.

The lyre, whose whole body was like blood-colored glaze, seemed to have turned into flowing water, and merged into the young man's right palm, turning into a slowly rotating cube.

The sunlight reflected on the two of them at this moment, making them the focus of the audience.

The people who came were naturally Ling Shuangxue and Luo Wusheng.

…………

"gentlemen……"

Luo Wusheng heard the sound transmission from the woman next to him who was still hesitant.

With a smile on his face, he held the other's hand with a little more strength.

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Listening to his voice transmission, Ling Shuangxue looked at him quietly with her beautiful eyes for a while, and finally nodded.

The two held hands apart.

Ling Shuangxue's figure disappeared, but her aura had entered the mountains behind her.

Luo Wusheng was the only one standing in the light, looking at the palm of his hand that had just parted from the girl, a little inexplicable smile appeared on his face.

However, he quickly withdrew his extra thoughts and looked at the opposite side.

The five teams that were originally in a confrontation were all facing him at this moment.

"Let me guess what you are thinking now..."

There was a smile on the corner of Luo Wusheng's mouth, and his tone changed, becoming a little exaggerated.

"Ah, I finally got the nerve to make the first move... Next, I just need to wait for the sword ghost to make the sound of Bengjianhun, then I can confirm the location of the sword ghost, and directly rush into the sword ghost who has lost the ability to move after capturing Bengjianhun , reaping the benefits of the fisherman..."

"Ah yes, it's better to hold back the people from the other teams first, especially my early assistant?"

"It's a really good idea, some people can't help it..."

The sound spread far away amidst the fluctuation of spiritual power, but Luo Wusheng in the air suddenly turned sideways.

The reckless man with the epee slashed at his original position.

(Well, this one should be more of a personal grudge, right?)

Luo Wusheng thought in his heart, but he slapped it casually.

But this palm hit another heavy sword.

The muscle of the strong man who teleported appeared was bulging, but his face was calm.

"As I said yesterday, I will suppress the realm and fight with you."

He said in a mid-spirited voice, and was about to shake the heavy sword in his hand to force the young man in front of him back, but he saw that the palm that was slapping on his sword was slightly retracted, and turned into a light tap.

The corners of Luo Wusheng's mouth curled up slightly.

Section 239#First Volume#Chapter [-] Get out of the way, I'm going to start pretending (second update)

In the next instant, a figure flew upside down to the ground.

The speed was extremely fast, without even the slightest sense of sluggishness, and it directly smashed hard on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The dust dispersed a little in the breeze, and the strong body pressed into the soil by the epee could be vaguely seen inside.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Several people in the epee team stared wide-eyed. They lost their voices while looking at the strong man who was shot down to the ground. At the same time, they looked at the young figure under the sunlight, their faces already full of panic.

Even for the other four teams that hadn't reacted to the sudden situation, the way the monks looked at Luo Wusheng completely changed.

"Big... big brother...?"

The reckless man who shot first was a little lost, but before he had time to react, Luo Wusheng's figure had already appeared in front of him.

Touching the opponent's forehead with one hand, purple electric light was poured into his body.

This time, Luo Wusheng didn't hold back much, even if this reckless man used his whole body to force out the numbness in his body, it would take a certain amount of time.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Wusheng, who had done all this, easily mentioned the brash man who was much stronger than him, and threw him towards the team of epee monks with a very visual effect.

The epee monk subconsciously picked it up, but as soon as he took it, a terrifying tingling sensation was transmitted into their bodies.

The group of monks whose spiritual power was chaotic due to paralysis could no longer maintain the state of stepping into the air, and with the force of catching the reckless man, they all had their feet empty at this moment, following in the footsteps of the strong man, and fell to the ground.

And Luo Wusheng, who had done all this, looked at the other four teams with a smile, making the monks whose internal cultivation bases were only golden cores feel a chill in their hearts.

"The first batch."

Luo Wusheng made a faint sound.

Although he still looks like a handsome boy, his aura has been condensed to the peak.

The low-level monks in the distance have long been dumbfounded.

"Just... just what happened just now? Didn't it just be a fight? The epee Yuanying was defeated in just a moment?!"

"What is the strength of that boy? A new Nascent Soul? Does my Jianzhou have such a Nascent Soul??"

"He, he seems to be the young gentleman who was the storyteller at the Sword Tea House yesterday..."

"Huh? Mr. Storyteller? Are you out of your mind? Besides, didn't you say last night that the young storyteller is in the Golden Core Consummation Realm... This has already defeated Yuan Ying!"

To be honest, the shock in the hearts of those present could not be increased at this moment.

From Luo Wusheng's rather eye-catching appearance, it was already destined that he would become the focus of attention outside Jianyang Mountain today.

What's more, his shot directly made a team that attacked him almost out of the game.

"...I didn't expect that I... would miss you twice."

On the ground, at some point, the strong man stood up in embarrassment while supporting the epee, panting heavily, and at the same time, his muscles agitated.

He stared fixedly at Luo Wusheng who was in the air: "There is something wrong with your cultivation...it's not an ordinary Golden Core Consummation!"

"I have never said that I am an ordinary Jindan Consummation."

Luo Wusheng responded without emotion.

It didn't solve that the strong man was within his expectation. After all, the other party was also a Nascent Soul, and it was only because he underestimated himself that he suffered a big loss.

(Probably left a lot of injuries... Wu Shengzhi's effect in the Nascent Soul confrontation is not bad, it is indeed a spell I created myself in the past.)

But if you want to deal with five Nascent Souls at the same time, it is basically impossible, even if one of them has been injured.

"Then what should be done……"

Talking to himself in a voice that no one can hear, Luo Wusheng's gaze swept across.

There are still four intact Nascent Souls, and there are a few golden pills behind them... To be able to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the sword ghost, maybe the strength of this pile of golden pills is nothing in the Nascent Soul battle, but it is probably very annoying to fight.