"Is it true? Take your Xuantian Sect's position? This is your Xuantian Sect's position? You scream and see if it agrees to you?"

Even in the face of such a threat from Zao Wou-ki, Gu Zhun didn't listen to him, didn't even look at him, and still went his own way.

"Okay, good, good, ignorant child, I, Zao Wou-Ki, won't kill you today, I'll have your surname!" Zhao Wou-Ki was furious and slashed at Gu Zhun with a sword.

In the crowd, at this time, seeing that Zhao Wuji actually really attacked a child, immediately, many female monks in the first-class sect screamed.

However, this scream, after a moment, was dumb.

Because next Gu Zhun faced the sword that Zhao Wouji slashed, but he just flicked his fingers.

Ding!

The latter's treasured sword shattered into four or five pieces.

"I think it's better to forget it, you don't have such an unfilial son as you. Gu Zhun held the fragment of the divine sword, smiled faintly, and looked at Song Qingyun beside him.

"Qingyun, you go and kill him!" Gu Zhun said, then Song Qingyun didn't say a word, nodded slightly, and stood up, and then without the slightest hesitation, stabbed at Zhao Wuji with a sword.

Zhao Wuji was lightly flicked by Gu Zhun's finger, only to feel a huge dark energy coming from his hand, which shook his right hand like a fire, and the divine sword was shattered into pieces at this time.

Immediately, his face also became very ugly at this moment.

Originally, he thought that Gu Zhun, a milky little ghost, even if it was a little weird, but after all, he couldn't make any big waves in his hands.

But Zao Wou-Ki never imagined that this little ghost's body was so strong that he could collapse the divine sword with his bare hands.

This is something that the few inner disciples within his Xuantian Sect can do, I'm afraid there are probably not many of them.

Zao Wou-Ki immediately took a secret breath in his heart, looked at Gu Zhun vigilantly, and treated him as a great enemy.

However, just as he was waiting, he found that this little ghost actually didn't make any next moves, but continued to sit there, like an old monk in a fixed place, and even let the maid next to him solve himself.

Zao Wou-ki's face immediately turned pale, and a feeling of being looked down upon made him angry.

Who is he?

Inner disciple of Xuantian Sect.

And he is an inner disciple in Xuantian Sect whose strength is enough to rank in the top ten.

Where do you go on weekdays, isn't the scenery infinite and radiant?

Even in the Eastern Wilderness, there are few among his peers who can let him take a closer look

Not only did he eat deflated at the hands of a little ghost today, but he actually made the family look down on him and sent a maid to fight with him.

This is a great shame for Zao Wou-ki!

"It's okay, then I'll behead your maid first, and then I'll behead you!" Zhao Wuji said coldly, and then, he pulled out a sword from the body of a Xuantian Sect disciple beside him and rushed towards Song Qingyun with a sword.

Under the fury of Zao Wou-ki, a sword broke through the air, and the momentum was overwhelming.

This sword is as powerful as thunder, unmatched, and powerful as a bamboo.

In the Xuantian Sect, many disciples who were watching the battle recognized Zhao Wuji's sword technique at a glance and shouted.

"This is my Xuantian Sect's Thunder Fire Sword Technique, Senior Brother Zhao is really talented, and he actually cultivated this set of ghost-level sword techniques to the Flawless Realm!"

"The Thunder Fire Sword Technique of the Infinite Realm, that woman is really unlucky, she actually met Zhao Wuji, and now she is dead!"

"Guess what, under Senior Brother Zhao's Thunder Fire Sword Technique, how many moves can that woman hold up at most?"

"Three moves, I guess up to three moves!"

"I think one trick is enough. ”

......

The disciples of Xuantian Sect began to discuss, listening to their words, Zhao Wuji was also proud in his heart at this time.

In order to practice this swordsmanship, he practiced three times in winter and three times in summer.

I don't know how much hardship, it took me two full years to cultivate this ghost-level martial arts thunder fire sword technique to the realm of flawlessness, and I was only one step away from reaching the realm of Great Perfection.

This is also Zao Wou-Ki's biggest killer weapon.

Originally, he had never shown it to outsiders, in order to make a big show in the Xuantian Sect competition a few months later.

But at this time, in order to kill that little ghost of the Heavenly Eye Sect, Zhao Wuji couldn't control so much.

"My sword is enough to kill you!" Zhao Wuji shouted, and with one sword, he stabbed towards Song Qingyun's heart.

This sword is menacing, flint and lightning.

Many people only felt that their eyes were sparkling, and in the blink of an eye, Zao Wou-ki's sword had already stabbed Song Qingyun's chest.

However, just when everyone thought that Song Qingyun was going to die, Gu Zhun was still not in a hurry, and he didn't seem to be worried about Song Qingyun at all.

In his opinion, Song Qingyun had been comprehending the immortal scripture that she had transmitted to her for several months, and whether it was cultivation or swordsmanship, there had been a qualitative leap.

The current Song Qingyun can be said to have been reborn, not to mention dealing with one Zao Wou-Ki, even if there are ten more Zao Wou-Ki, it will definitely not be Song Qingyun's opponent.

Not to mention any thunder fire swordsmanship, this is a joke in Gu Zhun's eyes.

Gu Zhun guessed correctly, in the face of Zhao Wouji's sword, Song Qingyun just snorted coldly, easily dodged, and slashed at Zhao Wouji's throat with a backhand.

Zhao Wouji's heart sank, and with the long sword in hand, he began to fight with Song Qingyun.

After more than ten rounds like this, Zao Wou-Ki was also a little out of breath, obviously a little powerless.

The thunder and fire sword technique he practiced was like this, the beginning was majestic, menacing, and a sword was used, like a thunderbolt descending from the world, domineering and incomparable, and few masters of the same level could hardly connect such a domineering sword technique.

But on the other hand, such a powerful sword technique, once the continuous battle has been fought for a long time, there will also be corresponding drawbacks, such as the use of this sword technique The spiritual power consumption is too large, and there will be a problem of lack of strength.

And Zao Wou-Ki couldn't have imagined that this little ghost's maid would be able to defend without leaking a drop of water in the face of her own thunder fire swordsmanship with a few swords.

It's like something out of the box.

The more Zao Wou-Ki fought, the more frightened he became, and he already had the intention of retreating.

However, at this time, Song Qingyun's swordsmanship became more and more dexterous and sharp, as if it was a drizzle, stabbing at Zhao Wouji's body endlessly, how could he let him go.

Sword after sword, Zao Wou-ki's face became more and more ugly, and he had already begun to scramble, and his heart was also shocked.

What kind of swordsmanship is this woman using?

The sword technique is fierce and the sword speed is so fast, it is simply rare in Zhao Wuji's life, even in the senior brother who ranks first among the disciples of the Xuantian Sect, he has never seen such a sword technique.

Immediately, Zao Wou-Ki felt that if Song Qingyun made another sword, he would definitely be in a different place.

He will never be able to take this sword!

So, the next moment, Zao Wou-Ki also did not hesitate and shouted: "Elder, save me!"