Chapter 33: The Imperial Sword
As soon as Chiton's side stopped, a large number of people poured in from outside the field.
They were dressed in uniform brown robes, led by an elderly man in purple robes, and the comers rushed towards Huang Cheng who had fallen to the ground.
Huang Cheng was confused, he was supported by two people, he was paralyzed and at the mercy of others.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Huang Cheng is a deacon disciple of my Criminal Hall, yes, Huang Cheng has been cultivating weekdays, and his talent is outstanding, and I have seen the words and deeds of framing my junior brother before, and I feel pain in my eyes and heart. No one thought that Huang Cheng was such a wolf-hearted guy, we can't blame us for not seeing the flaws, we can only say that he is hiding it too well! But the matter has come to this point, the Criminal Hall will not help him say a good word, on behalf of the Criminal Hall, I will immediately abolish this person and expel him from the North Departure Sect to set an example!"
"Good!"
"Great, that's it!"
Ji Dun, who stood in the field and saw this scene, showed a rather helpless expression, the wall was high and everyone leaned on, and the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, although this sentence is not the truth, but it is like the truth.
It's just that every time I see it, this chest is jammed.
Before Huang Cheng was pulled away, his backwater-like eyes met Chi Dun's, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and Chi Dun could see clearly.
Go to hell!
That's probably what it means, some people really don't know what to do, what do I do with Chi Dun, I have nothing to do with you, and I make it look like I have a deep blood feud with him, and in the end it seems that I have become a bad person.
People's hearts are unpredictable, then unpredictable!
If you only look at me like grit, how can you peek into the sky in my heart?
Ji Dun clenched his fists, swept his gaze to Shangguan Ying, and said with a smile: "Next." ”
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Burst!
A mouthful of blood spilled on Huang Cheng's clothes, and his spiritual cave was destroyed.
The middle-aged man in the purple robe said coldly: "Hmph, dog, if it weren't for the rules of the sect, I would have slapped you to death here today, and I actually dared to do the act of framing people in the name of the Criminal Hall." It's full of loopholes, that kid is not someone you can provoke, get out of here for me, get your luggage, get out of here!"
He carried Huang Cheng and threw it out of the gate of the criminal hall, and Huang Cheng, who fell to the ground, was full of life.
Am I finally a beggar again?
Trying to get up, he clutched his chest in severe pain and walked towards his residence in the Northern Departure Sect.
Everyone is competing in the arena, so the sect seems empty compared to the past.
With his mind buzzing, he made his way back to his residence, with money and a small suitcase.
There was only one thing in the box, the snow-white coat, and two years later, it was still neatly stacked in the box, not stained with a trace of dust.
Holding the box, Huang Cheng left here.
He staggered, walked alone to the Heavenly Destiny Stonehenge, stopped for a long time, and went down the mountain to leave......
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Over the course of a day, Poolon used his 28-game winning streak to show everyone that his victory was earned on his own.
And those who fought with Chiton had to leave all kinds of labels on their faces. Because there is no such thing in the rules of the competition, it will not stop him.
Of course, Chi Dun is not so bad, at least for some beautiful sisters and the like, just writing a beautiful woman on her little hand makes many girls blush and leave.
After the game, Chi Don had only one thought, that is, to go home and rest, and after a day of continuous fighting, his whole body was soaked in his own sweat all the time, and the whole person was about to collapse.
Chiton's shortcomings are too obvious, he has an indestructible defense, but his physical fitness is as good as ever...... Huh?
Chi Dun, who had just felt his own cultivation, suddenly smiled with chrysanthemums on his face, but he didn't expect to go on another paragraph, very happy.
The Seventh Rank of the Forging Body was so happy to advance to the Eighth Fold, I don't know how those Spiritual Light Realms who were beaten by him felt about it.
As soon as he got home, Chiton decisively chose to slump on the bed, and he had forgotten about dinner.
The yellow-skinned rat who had been drying on the flagpole for a day once thought that after returning home, Chi Dun would get it some delicious treats to reward it for being cheered up, but the result was ......
"Squeak!!"
The mouse looked at the god-man who had fallen asleep in bed for a second, and it shed tears of sorrow.
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In the sinking piano room, the heavy sound of the piano was full of a strong aura of solemnity, rippling in the piano room, shaking the air and setting off circles and ripples.
Mu Xuanxue sat aside, using her spiritual power, and the heavy sound of the piano continued to impact her body.
The name of the Shenshui Yinhua Sword was obtained in a demon battle more than forty years ago, and her posture on the battlefield was remembered by everyone, and to this day, the woman who stroked the qin on the battlefield back then also had wrinkles that could not be covered at the corners of her eyes.
Forty years have passed, and the cultivation of Shenshui has reached the Divine Sea Realm, and who knows how much effort she has put in to get to this point.
(After the questioning period, they are the true self, soul union, spiritual wisdom, and divine sea.) )
The sound of the sinking piano is a fierce medicine for Mu Xuanxue, and the spiritual power belonging to the sinking water continues to impact her whole body, and the spiritual power from the powerhouse of the Divine Sea Realm is like the feeling of standing under the waterfall that day for the first glimpse of the doorway.
No, it's more ferocious than that!
Mu Xuanxue clenched her teeth, and blood even flowed from the corners of her mouth, she was already injured.
The sinking song of the Thousand Broken Army had just played a beginning, and then stopped.
She watched Mu Xuanxue gradually retreat from the state of luck before she spoke, "Do you know what you should do now?"
Mu Xuanxue lowered her head and nodded twice silently.
She wanted to listen to this song of breaking a thousand troops, and she thought that it would take a lot of hard work to do it, although she won the bet and won the master, and she also listened to the song, but Mu Xuanxue felt as if she hadn't earned anything.
On the contrary, it lost a little......
"How is your speed in elemental transformation?" Shen Shui asked Mu Xuanxue, Mu Xuanxue nodded, and waved his little hand in the air, forming several palm-length icicles where he passed.
Shen Shui smiled gently, this disciple really has a different kind of talent. When others look at Mu Xuanxue, they only know her pure ice spirit vein, but they don't know that a cultivator's light spirit vein is excellent, but it can't do it, perception, control, aura affinity, etc., are all fundamental factors that affect a person's strength.
If Mu Xuanxue has any shortcomings, it may be that this girl's foundation is unstable.
Although the icicle in her hand formed extremely quickly, it was not sharp, and the icicle itself was a twisted shape.
The Sailor swept across the body, and a visible ripple shot out of the air, instantly penetrating several icicles floating on Mu Xuanxue's palm, stirring up a cold mist.
Each icicle is transmitted by sound waves.
Mu Xuanxue looked at it, and her eyes suddenly widened.
I saw that the vertical core of each icicle had turned into a hollow appearance - the Imperial Sound Sword!
"Next, let's practice this. The sinking water said casually.