"I knew that Master's trip to Kongcheng Mountain was not for nothing." Wen frowned slightly and looked at the disciples who kept pouring in at the door.

Jingli's little trick can hide from the group of Zhuji in the audience, but it can't hide the four Yuan Babies present, but with the influx of more people, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will see through it and become interested in her strange spells.

Shang Xian also understood Su Wen's concerns, his sleeves shook, and with a buzz, a blue magic circle blocked the door, preventing the people who had not yet entered the door. A disciple was rushing in happily, and suddenly bumped into a hard object, and thought it was a person who didn't have long eyes stopped halfway, but when he looked up, he saw a light blue magic circle at the door and the "careless" sweeping gaze of the master, and suddenly he was full of excitement and stopped outside the door obediently.

"Why don't you leave?" The people who came from behind pushed impatiently.

"Don't let me in." The poor disciple who hit his nose was very aggrieved.

"Change!" Chang Wu shouted loudly, Jingli immediately understood what he meant, and took the handful of spirit runes in his hand back into the storage bag. It doesn't matter if you win or lose this time, the important thing is to let Chang Wu figure out her path, so the same method can't always be used repeatedly.

When Jingli hesitated slightly, the sword qi was already approaching the tip of his nose, and Chang Wu took the opportunity to make a move!

She instinctively leaned her body, avoiding the murderous aura from the side, and jumped lightly, jumping out of the range of her usual attack.

Seeing Jingli falling lightly in the corner of the ring, Su Wen raised his eyebrows slightly. Perhaps from the perspective of a bystander, this was a very ordinary dodge, but how fast Chang Wu's sword speed was could only be appreciated by those who had confronted him, such as their apprentices who had been tortured. The junior on the stage did not jump away suddenly, but had noticed it earlier and adjusted his posture in time.

Although Chang Wu pressed his cultivation to the same level as Jingli, his actual combat ability and experience in manipulating spells to control spiritual power were hundreds of times stronger than hers, so he didn't need to move his steps at all, just standing in place and changing his moves, it was enough to force Jingli to hide around in the ring in embarrassment, without the power to fight back. However, no matter where that sword qi came from, Jingli was able to dodge a little bit in advance, and although it was occasionally injured a little bit if it was avoided, it did not cause substantial damage.

Jingli looked at the torn sleeves, but fortunately, the injury was not serious, and the blood was red, indicating that the sword was not poisonous. Although she always carries the antidote pill on her body now, she is still lingering about the possibility of poisoning.

Chang Wu looked at the injuries on Jingli's body, and then saw her gasping for breath, as if she had no power to parry, her eyes flashed, and she recited the magic in a low voice. The long sword full of gaps in the ring seemed to turn into thousands of swords in the blink of an eye, flashing like a meteor and falling from the sky. As soon as Jingli looked up, she saw the tips of those swords glistening and rushing towards her, as if they were about to pierce her into a hedgehog.

This sword light is not fake, it is made of spiritual power, even if she closes her eyes and listens carefully, she can't hear anything, let alone dodge in advance.

I don't really want to kill her! Looking at the attack without dead ends, the corners of Jingli's eyes twitched slightly, and Su Luo flew out of his hand, rapidly expanding, like an open spider web that swept all the sword light into it. Seeing this, Chang Wu sped up the speed of reciting the magic formula, and the sword qi pushed Su Luo to move forward slowly, gradually approaching the pure glass.

"Huh?" Miangu suddenly screamed in surprise.

"How?" Su Wen looked at him.

"There seems to be a purple thunder flashing on that white magic weapon just now." How can there be purple thunder, the master is a fire and gold double spirit root, that girl's spirit root is unknown, but looking at the previous shot, it is definitely not a thunder spirit root, but how can there be purple thunder swimming on it?

When the other people heard this, they immediately looked at it intently, Jingli was still struggling to support Su Luo, but it had already begun to show its defeat.

"It's a spiritual weapon, it's in good condition, but it's a defensive magic weapon, and there is no purple thunder." The nature of purple thunder is relatively violent, it is not easy to control, and no one will use it on a defensive magic weapon, Su Wen looked at it for a long time, shook his head, and said, "What is the background of this girl, she actually has a spiritual weapon on her body." "Even these primordial babies can't take out a few such good things on their bodies, if it weren't for the sect, she was afraid that she would be robbed if she left the ring.

"The elders in the clan sent it, didn't it mean that it was the descendant of Chang Wu's uncle's old friend, and that old friend must also be a yuan baby." Sang-hyun narrowed his eyes, as if smiling.

"I thought the same thing, but when I heard you say the same, I think it's definitely not." Han Yun, who had never spoken, smiled silently, their head is not a simple character, since he said this, it is best to understand it in reverse.

Seeing that Su Luo was about to stick to Jingli's face, her heart was horizontal, her left hand was closed, her right hand was out, and a dagger passed through Su Luo's bottom and went straight to Chang Wu.

Chang Wuzheng thought that victory was in sight, but suddenly saw a cold light flashing in front of him, and he suddenly withdrew his hand and stepped back, avoiding the dagger's attack, and at the same time, the heavy pressure on Jingli's body also suddenly lightened, giving her a chance to breathe.

The dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Chang Wu turned his head to look, only to see that the dagger had lost its light, looking ordinary and ordinary, but when he came towards him just now, he clearly felt a gentle and steady pressure, could it be ...... Chang Wu's eyebrows jumped, this girl doesn't have many things on her, but everything is a boutique. He picked up the dagger and looked at it carefully, but he couldn't see the appearance.

"Master......" Jingli was just about to ask out loud, when she suddenly remembered that Chang Wu was very shy about calling him senior brother in front of outsiders, so she hurriedly swallowed back the word that had not yet been spoken, "Do you want to continue?" ”

Chang Wu looked at the dagger in his hand, then looked at the stunned disciples under the stand and the four people watching the excitement not far away, shook his head, and said, "That's it, let's go back." ”

After saying that, he flew out with Jingli in his hand, and the magic circle that Shangxian had set up at the door just now was nothing to him, and he broke out effortlessly. The four of them looked at each other and followed.

"That senior sister is very powerful, she can even fight with Elder Chang Wu, I don't know which elder she has worshipped." Seeing that several Yuanying elders had all left, the people who had been stopped outside poured into the martial arts hall like a flood, and they all asked their acquaintances to inquire about the situation just now.

"Where is it powerful, it just has a good magic weapon." The other person is dismissive and mediocre, but he has a good background and a good background.

"If it's not powerful, why not let the head come and watch the battle."

"Are you stupid, are they coming to see her? They came to see Elder Chang Wu, do you know how many years Elder Chang Wu hasn't made a public move? Although he is nearing the end of his life, as long as he is not dead, he will be the first person under our Qingxuanmen Transformation God. ”

On the other side, Cheng Yan looked at the sword in his hand full of pits, and smiled toothlessly. Hehe, I'll take this sword and go to the master in a while, and then let the master go to the ancestor of Miangu, and I will definitely be able to exchange it for a better one. It's really lucky that this sword will be favored by Master Chang Wu. (To be continued.) )