The little monster also took advantage of the moment when Jingwu's severed hand spurted blood, and quickly jumped out of the range of blood spraying, and landed on a treetop next to it, staring at the qiē that happened below with innocent eyes.

Yun Su narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at the severed hand holding the dagger.

Elder Ziwei on the side was still thinking about it, and the complaining mode instantly upgraded! Why is this blood spraying so much, spraying everywhere, making the yard so disgusting? This person, why is he so eyeless, isn't it good to live a good life? I have to be carried away by jealousy, Elder Ziwei has obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the more I look at it, the more I feel that Jingwu's other hand is not broken, it is particularly uncoordinated, it is too unbalanced, and the little monster should also bite off Jingwu's other wrist.

The little monster sat on the treetop and glanced at it, feeling that something was indeed wrong, and jumped down and bit off Jingwu's other hand.

So Elder Ziwei felt balanced, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. This fragmented thought mode has been upgraded again, and I just think about it casually, how it came true. He also wants all the women in the world to admire him, and he has been thinking about it for decades, but he has not been able to come true.

Jingwu looked at his severed hand in surprise, and after a while, he found an earth-shattering scream, and then fainted.

Yun Su's clear gaze glanced at the Donghua Mountain disciples present, and said slowly, "Is there anyone else you want to try?" Hurry up and try, don't wait for me to take the sword away, you will come one by one to grab it. ”

Her tone was so disdainful that the faces of the disciples present who were more qualified than her were ugly.

A young disciple stepped forward, and before his hand could reach the hilt of the sword, it was bounced away, and Zhenfei crashed into the courtyard wall. The whole person is not good, in the quiet courtyard, the sound of the disciple falling to the ground, mixed with the sound of broken bones.

An Ze and An Xi glanced at each other, they never thought that Yun Su, the little fool who had been bullied by them in their eyes before, had become so powerful and so radiant, that even the light of the head was not as good as his.

"Go, haven't you learned the inner strength of the mind yet?" An Xi glanced at An Ze.

An Ze was stunned, thinking of what Elder Ziwei said before, people who have no internal strength can get the divine sword, thinking of this, his heart is ready to move, and his greed is great. Walk over and draw your sword.

An Ze held the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, and sure enough, there was nothing abnormal, he was happy in his heart, and pulled it up, the sword was inserted too deep into the soil, and it did not move at all.

Anze gritted his teeth and exerted his strength to feed.

An Xi roared: "You worked hard, didn't you eat?" ”

An Ze gritted his teeth, let go of the handle, and went to lay on the soil next to the sword.

The third senior brother sitting in the sedan chair sneered.

Gu Yu's tone was cold: "How long do you plan to make trouble in this courtyard?" Adults in my family have limited patience, and adults don't like to be too noisy. ”

Therefore, as soon as Gu Yu raised his hand, the guards Yin Heng brought over had already set up the fire crossbow, intending to extinguish all these noisy people.

It's exactly a hundred.

Seeing An Ze so stupid, An Xi was also anxious, "I'll help you." ”

Under the sword, the surface layer is a layer of sand, and the bottom layer is stone! Half of the sword was sunk into the stone. Without strong internal force, it can't be pulled out at all.

And when the sword was inserted into the soil before, it was very casual to see the movement of Yun Su's throwing sword.

The murderous aura of the Excalibur lingers all over its body, and it is extremely murderous in itself, and it cannot be controlled by non-strong people. The long sword groaned, and the sword qi rushed in, shaking the two of them away.

The air around them condensed once more.

Elder Ziwei sighed: "It's all the will of heaven, so let's obey the will of heaven." He looked at the man sitting in the sedan chair, with a gloomy air, and muttered: "It's all providential......

"Everyone's had enough." Yin Heng's light voice was filled with thick frost.

The apricot blossoms in the courtyard fell, and there was a yellow snowfall.

"Little junior brother, put away your sword." The third senior brother said in a deep voice.

Yun Su stretched out her palm, and the long sword flew out of the rock and landed in her hand.

Exclamations rang out all around.

The disciples have different perspectives.

Elder Ziwei muttered to himself, "Heavenly genius comes from another world. It's true, it's true...... Providence cannot be violated... You can do whatever you want, you should make dinner, I don't want to eat tofu today, I hate eggs......"

Elder Ziwei was only normal for three seconds, and then turned on his Broken Resentment Mode again. Then he shook his head and slowly exited the Evergreen Pavilion.

A disturbance ended quickly, and the disciples in the mountains looked at Yun Su with a strange gaze, in addition to the previous disdain, there was faint jealousy and caution.

In other words, this sword, except for Yun Su, no one can touch it.

The sedan chair was slowly beside Yun Su, a snow-white palm like the moon stretched out, and the fingertips gently brushed the hilt of the sword, slowly taking the sword out of Yun Su's hand.

Yun Su was stunned, and looked at the Chixiao Sword that was out of his hand in a daze.

In the sedan chair, the man's low and cold voice sounded faintly, and his fingertips flicked the blade lightly, and said lightly: "It's really good iron." ”

Poof~ Yun Su thought to himself, this is a peerless sword that everyone in the world is fighting for, how come you only have a piece of iron when it comes to your hands? But......

Third Senior Brother, how can you hold a sword?

How could you be okay?

The third senior brother handed the sword back and said lightly, "Little junior brother." ”

Yun Su took the sword back in a daze, and was about to ask the third senior brother why he was able to touch the Chixiao Sword, but nothing happened. The third senior brother's martial arts should be on par with the second senior brother, I heard that they competed before, and the third senior brother was slightly better than half a move, which is really strange at this time.

Suddenly, the elder brother walked into the courtyard.

Yun Su took the sword and ran directly towards the senior brother, with a small face, showing faint worry and nervousness: "Senior brother, how is the second senior brother?" Is there something wrong? ”。

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