Siye was silent, no one responded, Gu Xizhan's expression was flat, and even the tone did not change a bit.

"Ling Xiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan, please fight Cang a song Qianfu, Qu Daoyou dare to fight?"

Second time.

Shen Qianzhi gasped, what did Senior Sister Hengming want to do with this move? The other party is also a Yuan Chu monk, she is a Jindan early stage, in the case of a whole big realm difference, even if her strength is far superior to others, how can she fight?

On the high platform, Wushu sat up straight suddenly, but when she saw Gu Xizhan's calm face, she smiled, leaned back into her chair, played with the rusty sword, and raised her eyes to ask the group of Cangyi elders with different faces beside her, "Fellow Daoists, why don't we add some color, how about it?"

"Smack!", as soon as her words fell, Wu Feng threw out a storage bag, "Cold Lake Kite Iron, I will press Heng Mingsheng." ”

Wushu also took out a small piece of tattered black flake from his sleeve, and looked closely, there was a faint purple in the complicated lines on it, "Lishi, I will also press my unsuccessful master and nephew." She lowered her eyes and looked at the sword body, but there was a bit of threat in her words, "Fellow Daoists, who are you going to press?"

Konghe exhaled deeply, only to feel that the chill in his heart was heavier, as soon as the gamble came out, even if Qu Qianfu didn't want to fight today, he had to respond.

His complicated gaze fell on Gu Xizhan, this woman forced them to have no way to retreat in one fell swoop, but ...... Once again, she was sure that the other party was not hiding her cultivation, and there was a little mockery in her eyes, didn't she know the consequences of her loss?

The gap between Yuan Ying and Jin Dan, she shouldn't be unaware, is it ...... His heart suddenly sudden, could it be that Ling Xiao's old guys gave her something? In this way, it is really hard to say what the victory or defeat will be.

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The onlookers Ling Xiao disciples were still able to maintain their composure, but Cang Yi's disciples couldn't bear it anymore, the noise became louder and louder, and countless people pointed at Gu Xizhan openly and secretly.

"I said she's crazy, right? A Ling Xiao, just make a fortune in the door, and come to Cangyi to make a fuss, who does she think she is?", Yizhuji male cultivator looked at Gu Xizhan with a disdainful face.

"Shhh, be quiet, no matter what she says, she is also a Jindan monk. ”

"What's wrong with Jin Dan? Uncle Qu is still Yuan Ying, Jin Dan ran to challenge Yuan Ying, his brain is broken, right?"

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"Little junior sister, calm down. Shen Qianyi grabbed Liu Huaijin, who was about to go out, and stopped Xie Ke with his hand, his expression was cold, and his smile had long disappeared cleanly.

"She doesn't care about this," he said softly, with Gu Xizhan's back reflected in his eyes, "Don't mess with her, we just need to wait for her and return triumphantly." ”

"Makes sense. Kou Mufu, who was standing on the side, nodded, "But Senior Sister Hengming, who are these people qualified to slander?"

She smiled slightly, and a Zhuji male cultivator next to her jumped up, drew his sword and slashed, and the sword light rushed towards the most fierce Cangyi disciple who was scolding, and the sharp cold light stopped when it was about to touch the tip of the opponent's nose.

The man was talking happily, but he saw a sword light slashing at him, and for a moment he couldn't avoid it, and he was about to cut off his head, and his companion was already frightened by this change, and he only knew to scream.

"Ahh

Just when Cangyi's disciple thought that he would not be able to escape this fate, the sword light stopped, pointed directly at the tip of his nose, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his gaze slid along the long sword to the other party's tense face.

In front of everyone's eyes, the Ling Xiao male cultivator didn't seem to feel that there was anything wrong with what he was doing, he still held his sword steadily, and in the noise of Cangyi's disciples, he said in a deep voice: "Ling Xiao Sword sent Xing Jian to invite Daoist friends, dare to ask Dao friends, dare to ask Dao friends, dare to fight?"

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Gu Xizhan really didn't care what Cangyi's disciple said, she expected this situation at the beginning, but it didn't matter, it would be good if she could achieve her goal.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the person still didn't appear, she spoke again, "Ling Xiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan, please Zhan Cang Yi Qianfu, Qu Daoyou dare to fight?"

Third time.

"Hiss-", the onlookers took a breath in unison, their eyes began to change, from disdain, contempt to jealousy, daring to ask for battle three times, this person is by no means a fuel-efficient lamp.

Murong Xue looked at her back and frowned slightly, this person's behavior made her a little displeased.

Relying on himself as a disciple of Ling Xiao, he dared to press step by step and be domineering in the Cangyi Sect, without the slightest humility and bearing, and he could cultivate such a big bully and a domineering person, it seems that Ling Xiao is not very good.

But the female cultivator surnamed Zhao was different from her, the worship in her eyes was about to turn into substance, because she was afraid of the angry fellow next to her, she only dared to send a voice to Murong Xue to express her excitement.

[Xue'er, this senior is really amazing!], daring to invite a monk who is a big realm higher than herself in someone else's sect, this courage alone is enough to make her admire.

Murong Xue was stunned for a moment, she looked at the look on the other party's face, pursed her lips and withdrew her hand quietly, [Senior Sister Zhao, look quietly. Senior Sister Zhao can't tell right from wrong, it seems that she will have to keep her distance from her in the future.

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Not here yet...... Gu Xizhan's eyes moved slightly, and he was about to speak again, but he heard a cold snort.

"Hmph!", a huge coercion pressed straight down on her, freezing her in place and unable to move, and a spiritual light flew in the distance, which was about to penetrate her right hand.

Gu Xizhan snorted, motionless under pressure, her expression remained unchanged, as if she didn't know that the spiritual light wanted to abolish her hand, but a little sword glint appeared in her eyes.

On the high platform, Wushu sneered, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly became stronger.

"Zheng-", a high-pitched sword groan shattered the coercion.

Three points of cold light finally poured out, and the black sword body carried a kind of heart-chilling darkness, after this tattered rusty sword came out of the sheath, it was so beautiful that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

The black sword light shattered the aura with an irresistible force, and the castration was still unabated.

"Shh

The empty face sank suddenly, but Wushu didn't bother to pay attention to him, she put the long sword back into the scabbard, and said with a smile: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can come to me to talk to you, and you can make a move on a junior, I'm really not afraid of losing your share." ”

She glanced at the man behind Kongqing, the smile on her face deepened, but her eyes were cold, "Also, let your disciple go down to fight, my nephew has been waiting on the stage for a long time." ”

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, Wushu stopped the empty clear who was going to bypass her, pointed to the stack of storage bags in front of him, and said in a sincere tone, "Wait a minute, fellow Daoist, don't forget to bet on your disciple." ”

"Even if you can't win, you should support your apprentice, right?"

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Gu Xizhan didn't care about the emptiness of being hurt by the undifferentiated liver, she looked at Qu Qianfu, who was pale and obviously unhealed, and asked that sentence for the fourth time-

"Ling Xiao Sword Sect Gu Xizhan, please fight Cang a song Qianfu, Qu Daoyou dare to fight?"