Qu Qianfu's serious injury has not healed, which is something that anyone with a discerning eye can see.

His face was pale and his breath was disordered, probably because of the pain, he wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and there was a trace of weakness on his handsome face.

Murong Xue looked at him, and the slight dislike for Gu Xizhan in her heart completely turned into disgust, being able to force an injured person like this, this Ling Xiao disciple was not at all different from the various arrogant "second generations" she had seen in the past.

It's just a matter of relying on family history to do mischief. Uncle Qu was targeted by her, and he really poured eight lifetimes of mold. Thinking like this, she couldn't help but show a little sympathy in her eyes.

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Gu Xizhan didn't know that Murong Xue had begun to dislike herself, she looked at Qu Qianfu and quietly waited for him to reply.

Qu Qianfu pulled out a somewhat weak smile and said softly, "This nephew, are you sure you want to challenge me?"

His meaning is very clear, he is a Yuanying monk, Gu Xizhan dares to challenge himself with a golden pill, he simply doesn't know what to say, this voice of the master and nephew is also to remind her to see the gap between their cultivation.

Gu Xizhan didn't say a word, she lifted her eyelids, there was no emotion in her eyes, but her right hand held the hilt of the sword.

She asked to fight four times, just to fight him, Qu Qianfu asked, like nonsense.

The smile on Qu Qianfu's face faded, and he arched his hand, "Since Gu Daoyou insists, I will fight this battle, but I am Yuanying, and Daoyou is just a golden pill, I hope Daoyou don't pay too much attention to victory or defeat." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Gu Xizhan's lips hooked up a somewhat mocking arc, and she suddenly chuckled lowly, her voice was so low that Qu Qianfu could only hear it clearly, "Are you still a Yuan Baby?"

Qu Qianfu was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, three thousand swords rushed in front of him.

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Wushu's ears moved, and the rusty sword was thrown from his right hand to his left hand, it's not a Yuan Baby, no wonder...... She turned her head to look at the group of Cangyi elders with darker faces, with a gentle smile and a sincere tone, "Do you want to raise?"

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The growth of Broken Dan's strength after becoming a baby is completely qualitative, if Qu Qianfu is still a Yuan Baby, in the case of a big difference, of course she can't win against him.

But what if Qu Qianfu is no longer a yuanying?

The other party's performance just now confirmed her conjecture, his strength had already fallen below Yuanying, and now he just maintained his realm.

That day, listening to Senior Brother Henghui say that he hit Qu Qianfu hard at the end, Gu Xizhan speculated that Qu Qianfu was afraid that his strength had plummeted, after all, Henghui was not good at stubble, Qu Qianfu dared to calculate him, and it was good to keep the realm unchanged.

She can't beat Yuanying, but if it's Jindan...... Even if it is the Jindan Great Perfection, she has the power to fight!

Gu Xizhan drew his sword out of its sheath, and the clear sword light swept down. Qu Qianfu's face sank completely, he summoned a scroll of paintings, hooked the strap of the scroll with his slender fingers, and pulled it to slowly open the scroll.

"Whoa-", there was obviously no trace of water around, but suddenly there was a sound of the river surging, and there were even ripples of water.

"Poof!", in the center of the competition platform, suddenly jumped up a koi phantom, the whole body was golden red, only a little white on the top of the head, it flicked its tail in the air, smashed the sword light, and opened its mouth to hold the largest piece of fragment, and plunged into the competition platform.

"Wow!", Murong Xue subconsciously touched her face, it was dry and refreshing, there were many people around her who had the same movements as her, she put down her hand and looked at Qu Qianfu, her eyes seemed to be glowing.

When the koi carp entered the stage, she felt the splash of water from the fishtail splashing her head and face, but she didn't expect that it was just an illusion, the strength of the Yuanying monk, is it so strong......

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As the picture scroll gradually unfolded, the phantom of flowing water gradually solidified, the shadows of trees floated on the competition platform, and the outlines of the peaks beside the two were outlined little by little, and suddenly, out of nowhere, there was a birdsong, crisp and tactful, lingering.

The picture scroll has been unfolded for a small half, painted with mountains and rivers, green grass and blue sky, Qu Qianfu standing between the mountains and rivers, warm as jade, the voice seems to contain a lingering voice, "But please Taoist friends, take a look at the painting." ”

Gu Xizhan looked cold, although this painting was beautiful, but she didn't want to!

The koi jumped up again, it flicked its tail and slapped it at Gu Xizhan, but ...... "whoa-", the fish's tail fell, and only a puddle of clear water fell to the ground with it.

"Bang!", there was a sword from behind, slashing at the incomplete picture scroll, the huge force made him can't help but take half a step back, almost unable to hold the scroll, the landscape phantom trembled, and the koi in the competition platform fluttered twice, completely shattered into a bend of golden red.

It's not enough.

The thought flashed in Gu Xizhan's mind, she turned around to dodge the attacking flowing water, smashed them with her backhand, and at the same time, her left hand, which had never held a sword, was close together, and in an instant, her fingers were like a sword, and suddenly there was a momentum that broke everything and condensed her fingertips.

While withdrawing his sword with his right hand to block a green-winged bird, he swiped his left hand with his finger in the air.

"Hiss-", a slight friction of air currents sounded, and a snow-bright sword qi slanted out from her left hand, slamming towards Qu Qianfu's hand holding the painting.

Obviously it was only a finger wide and narrow sword qi, but with an unstoppable momentum, Qu Qianfu clearly felt that this sword qi seemed to break all the obstacles, and he was just one of the insignificant ones.

His eyes widened slightly, his hand moved to the side for three points, and the spiritual power writhed to form a protective shield on his hand, because of the injection of a large amount of spiritual power, his right hand glowed with a faint white light, as smooth as a jade carving.

"Poof!", a sword slashed down, bringing up a small blood, Qu Qianfu looked at the narrow sword wound on his hand, and his face sank like water.

Ling Xiao disciple...... He gritted his teeth, his expression distorted slightly, and his eyes began to glow red.

He lost the small meeting because of Ling Xiao, his strength decreased because of Ling Xiao, he was grounded in the door by his master because of Ling Xiao, he was forced to fight because of Ling Xiao, and now he hurts his hand, or because of Ling Xiao!

When the sword qi appeared again in his sight, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, with disgust in his eyes.

It's just a golden pill, and you dare to force yourself to do this? This is Cangyi, not Ling Xiao, since you dare to come here to make trouble, what happened, no wonder others, it's just self-inflicted!

Qu Qianfu's eyes turned completely red.

"Whew!"

Wrong. Gu Xizhan's expression was grim, his toes were a little bit, and he jumped up, and in an instant, the phantom shadow of the green mountains disappeared completely, and the already solidified river seemed to be scorched by the scorching heat, and immediately boiled.

Countless bubbles rose from the bottom of the water, gradually rising and growing, and then bursting, and what rushed out of the broken bubbles was-

A little red reflected in Gu Xizhan's eyes, and it gradually became one.

"Whew!", the endless flames helped the wind up, and the competition platform instantly turned into a flame, and the laughter of the male cultivator came from the flames, with an evil aura.

Qu Qianfu looked up at Gu Xizhan, his blood-red eyes were full of malice, he threw out the scroll in his hand suddenly, and the scroll opened and closed, revealing the picture that changed from green mountains and green water to scorched earth magma in an instant.

"Since Daoist friends don't like the fairy mountain spiritual water, they will accompany him to break into this purgatory, okay?"