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"This can't be!" At this time, the white-robed mouth was muttering, looking at Zhuang Yichen's gaze looking very resentful.

"What should I do with this person?" asked Guzhu with a frown.

"Kill it clean!" Zhuang Yichen said immediately. This person is already a waste person now, and they have already formed a mortal enmity with the Sanxing Sect.

"What Mu Yichen said makes sense!" Nan Jingwu immediately agreed. He Guzhu was still a little embarrassed, after all, he had stayed in Qingjing Sect for a long time, and the idea of killing people was not so strong.

"Leave it to me to deal with!" The old man's voice suddenly resounded through the sect, and He Guzhu suddenly received the order: "Follow the orders of the ancestor!"

"Ancestor, our Qingjing Sect actually has a martial arts level ancestor?"

"Yes, just now, this white-robed man fell from the sky, I'm afraid it was the ancestor who made a move!" At this time, the entire Qingjing Sect was boiling.

The existence of a martial arts powerhouse can greatly enhance the self-confidence of the disciples and make them have great confidence.

The white-robed man's body was quickly absorbed by a huge force, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The alarm was lifted, and the disciples who were crushed under the rubble were quickly rescued! Except for the three people who died, the rest of the people were fine.

"It's a good life to be buried!" He Guzhu looked a little sad and said softly.

"Senior Brother Mu, your trick is so powerful, you can actually defeat a strong man at the level of martial arts!" A group of true disciples flocked out, and Tang Tiantian directly put his hand on Zhuang Yichen's shoulder and asked very intimately.

The eyes of Guzhu and Nan Jingwu lit up at the same time, looking at Zhuang Yichen in the hope of getting an answer from him.

"I took the ancestral elixir to fight within sixty breaths at the cost of lowering one realm!" Zhuang Yichen had no choice but to lie.

The fact that the Seven Evil Sword Formations were embedded in the battle armor was secretive, and it was not suitable to be told in public.

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"Yes, and it's not easy to come back from cultivation!" Zhuang Yichen sighed, and then found that Tang Tiantian's eyes immediately turned red.

"Oh, what a stupid and sweet senior sister, I believe everything!" Zhuang Yichen was speechless in his heart, Tang Tiantian actually lay on his shoulder and cried at this time.

And Guzhu's face was green, and the only female disciple was crying on the shoulder of the little disciple, and those who didn't know thought he was messing around.

"Tiantian, don't feel sorry for Mu Yichen, I have a way to make him recover!" Nan Jingwu hurriedly broke the siege at this time.

Zhuang Yichen saw that the True Transmission disciples next to him were all curious about him, so he simply shook his body deliberately and pretended to faint.

"Okay, do whatever you have to do, I'll take Mu Yichen to heal!" He Guzhu dispersed the crowd with a straight face, and then carried Zhuang Yichen on his shoulders and returned to the law enforcement hall.

"Okay, don't pretend to be dizzy!" and Gu Zhu patted him on the shoulder, and Zhuang Yichen immediately jumped down.

"How can the battle armor on your body emit the power of the Seven Evil Sword Arrays!" He Guzhu asked suspiciously.

The disciples didn't know what the power of the Seven Evil Sword Formation was, but he knew it in his heart.

"Master Mingjian, disciple went to the Refining Pavilion......" Zhuang Yichen said roughly, and said that the battle armor was his ancestor.

Otherwise, this excuse is really hard to find, in fact, now He Guzhu is no stranger to his various magicalities.

"It seems that your ancestor once had a great powerhouse!" Nan Jingwu smiled skillfully, she naturally attributed all these to the mysterious Zhuang Master.

Zhuang Yichen smiled wryly, but He Guzhu was a little disappointed! This piece of battle armor on Zhuang Yichen's body is simply an irreproducible existence, and with the current financial resources of the Qingjing Sect, there is really no way to make a second one.

And the consumption of spirit stones is really terrible, just sixty breaths will cost seven high-grade spirit stones.

But when I think about it, I defeated and captured a martial artist today, so it's worth it.

"Mu Yichen, this time you have made a great contribution to the sect, what reward do you want!" He Guzhu exhaled lightly and said to him.

"Master, the sect is the home of the disciples! Guarding the homeland does not need any reward!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly and said indifferently.

He Guzhu and Nan Jingwu both showed appreciation in their eyes, not arrogant or impatient, this son's future achievements are really limitless.

"That white-robed man only has the cultivation of the first level of martial arts, and he is a person from the three-star sect, it must be Bai Yujing!" He Guzhu suddenly remembered this matter at this time.

"It should be! Of the three martial arts powerhouses of the Sanxing Sect, only Bai Yujing is the first level of martial arts!" Nan Jingwu also said in a deep voice.

Both of them were in a somewhat depressed mood at this time, Bai Yujing was only the weakest martial artist in the Sanxing Sect, but today he almost had to make a move from the ancestor.

The patriarch's action is extremely terrible for the loss of his longevity, if it is not a last resort, and Guzhu does not want to see it.

It's just a beginner martial artist, what if the other party comes to the middle level of martial arts, or even the peak of martial arts? This thought makes them feel a kind of pore horror, if that's the case, it's a big trouble.

Although the mountain protection array is powerful, it also has loopholes! Just like today, Bai Yujing easily broke in.

If the mountain protection array is activated, even the disciples of the sect will be injured innocently, and where can they dare to activate it under the rat trap.

Waving his hand to let Zhuang Yichen go back to rest, the two leaders suddenly fell into a long silence.

"Why hasn't Uncle Bai come back yet?" At this time, in a mansion, Zheng Yongrui was anxious. It has been three days since Bai Yujing said that he had gone to Qingjing Sect, but this martial powerhouse had disappeared without any information.

He vaguely felt that something terrible had happened, but he didn't dare to think about it! In the evil realm, there were only eighteen martial heroes and powerhouses on the bright side, and each of them was peerless and super-strong.

If such a character encounters an accident, it will be a huge blow to the Sanxing Sect.

After the internal force cultivation reaches the peak of the martial artist, it is a huge bottleneck, there are many martial artists in the three-star sect, and there are as many as ten strong people at the peak of the martial artist. But no one dared to say that they could break through the barrier and become a martial artist.

"Senior brother, it seems that we have to report to the sect immediately! Otherwise, once the Supreme Elder is angry, we can't afford it!" several martial artists said in unison.

"That's it!" Zheng Yongrui sighed, frowning sadly! Why is this Qingjing Sect so weird?