This is what it is like to kill with the sword.

Closing her eyes, Lin Xiao'er could feel the joy transmitted from the sword pill.

Yes, joy.

The sword was born to kill.

After the sword killing, the connection between Lin Xiao'er and Kenmaru became even tighter.

This is considered to have completed the last step of the sacrificial magic weapon, the blood sacrifice.

The entire summit of Sanhua Mountain was silent.

This unique sword shocked everyone present.

Those warriors all opened their mouths wide and their eyes widened in disbelief as they watched as their long swords hovered in mid-air.

This sword is completely beyond the scope of their cognition.

Not to mention them, even those Qi Refining Realms had never seen such a picture.

Ten top masters of various sects, under a sword, died in an instant.

This kind of shock made them all stand up and stare blankly at the field.

"I see, so ......"

Looking at Lin Xiao'er, who was silent, Zhu Guangsheng suddenly figured out everything.

Why would Han Xiao accompany her back to Qingyun Sect.

Why didn't Han Xiao come at this time?

I was completely wrong before.

This is not Han Xiao'er pushing Lin Xiao'er out at all, but Lin Xiao'er is the golden thigh that really needs to be hugged......

With such a sword, who can drive the Qingyun Sect out of Qingxiao Ridge?

Even why Han Xiao was able to enter the Immortal Guard, it may be because of this Lin Xiao'er.

"Good magic weapon!"

After a long time, Zhao Li, who was sitting upright, shouted loudly and stood up.

That's right, it's the reason for this artifact!

Yu Ochre and the others on the high platform had a glint in their eyes, and they saw everything clearly.

In the moment just now, Lin Xiao'er's spiritual power on his body was only cultivated to the eighth layer of qi refining.

This kind of cultivation is considered to be extremely high at her age, but in the eyes of these foundation building masters, it is not enough.

But that sword slashed ten powerful people in the late stage of Qi refining, which they couldn't do.

The reason for this can only be the reason for the sword.

"I want this sword. Zhao Li said lightly.

Zhao Daoyou said with a smile, I'm afraid I can't give you this sword. "Wang Xiudao's spiritual power is churning.

"This sword is a thing of Qingxiao Mountain, Zhao Daoyou should not worry about it. Shang Cheng, who was at the top, flashed a whisk in his hand, and his eyes looked at Lin Xiao'er in the array.

"Huh. Zhao Li smiled softly, his figure flashed, and he had already landed on the top of the eighteen-pole array flag, only three feet away from Lin Xiao'er on the ground.

"Photo—"

He pinched the Dao recipe in his hand, drank it in his mouth, and the eighteen spiritual lights on the array flag turned into ropes, and they all set them towards Lin Xiao'er and the long sword.

The foundation building array division actually shot directly!

There was an uproar outside the venue.

There are too many twists and turns in this competition, and the excitement seen is also shocking.

"Zhao Daoyou is too unruly, right?"

"This is Qingxiao Mountain!"

With a few low shouts, Zuo Sheng Shangcheng and the others all flew up, and the Dao spirit tricks and spells blasted towards the formation flag.

"Hmph!" Zhao Li snorted coldly, and the white robe he was wearing flew up, turning into a cloud miasma, blocking all attacks.

He is a formation master, and he is naturally wealthy, and this white robe is a top-grade magic weapon.

It's just that after all, the people who shot are all the same foundation building masters, one person blocks several people, his face is pale, and he is shaky in mid-air.

But this is enough, blocking a blow has bought him enough time to capture Lin Xiao'er and get the sword.

Eighteen ropes had already come to Lin Xiao'er's body, and it only took one entanglement to hold her.

The means of a foundation building master are completely unimaginable for Qi Refining Realm cultivators.

Seeing that Lin Xiao'er was still with her eyes closed, Zhao Li showed a smile in her eyes.

This time, I promised to set up a formation and get some commission.

In the middle, Yu Ochre and others sent some spirit stones to him to do something in the big competition, and he also agreed directly.

It's just a matter of getting along anyway.

When he came to a small place like Qingxiaoling, he just wanted to make a small profit.

But this long sword really surprised him.

Those dirt buns don't know, he can see clearly.

This is clearly a sword weapon that already has a spiritual nature.

This kind of treasure, when it is taken to Dafang City, it is hundreds of thousands of spirit stones as soon as it is sold.

What's more, who doesn't keep this good thing in their hands and slowly refine it?

With this sword, Zhao Li was confident that his combat power had increased by at least three percent.

The moment the rope wrapped around Lin Xiao'er's body, Zhao Li felt the feedback from the formation page.

Steady.

After holding the sword, how to take it away needs to be considered.

It's okay to turn your face directly with Qingxiaoling.

If they know each other, it doesn't matter if they do something good.

Thinking of this, Zhao Li stretched out his hand to make a move towards the sword weapon that was about to be entangled, and turned his head to look at Shang Cheng.

He has some friendship with Shang Cheng, and he may be easier to talk to.

Shang Lingguan is the strongest sect in Qingxiao Mountains, and it is most convenient to deal with them directly.

Shang Cheng's face was horrified, as if he wanted to say something.

Now that you know you're scared?

Zhao Li smiled lightly, then only felt a pain in his neck, the picture in front of him trembled, and then he couldn't see anything.

His head flew into the air, and his body fell from three feet.

The aura on the eighteen-pole array flag suddenly dissipated and turned into a flood of aura.

The cloud miasma that had originally blocked the attacks of those spells and Dao techniques instantly reverted back to a white robe, and then was directly torn to pieces by the attack.

A high-grade magic weapon without an envoy couldn't block the blow of the foundation at all.

Zuo Sheng watched the white robe being torn apart, and there was still some pity in his heart just now, and then the fear in his heart suddenly appeared.

Formation Master Zhao Li was beheaded with a sword!

A Foundation Building Realm Formation Master who could block four attacks of the same rank by himself was beheaded by a silent sword!

So what if it's himself who stands in Zhao Li's position?

Thankfully, it wasn't me.

This thought had just come to everyone's minds, and the face of Yu Ochre of Baiyueguan had changed greatly.

Because, Lin Xiao'er had already opened her eyes and looked at him.

The sharpness and indifference in those eyes, a coldness came from the bottom of my heart.

Most of the cultivation circles in the golden era are relatively peaceful, and there are low-level monks who kill people and seize treasures, but more high-level monks are meditating and taking pills, and they are dedicated to cultivation.

It is rare to find someone like Lin Xiaoer who kills people without blinking.

She's going to kill herself!

A thought rose in Yu Ochre's heart.

Escape!

Without hesitation, he rolled over and retreated.

"Kura—"

The sword chased.

Lin Xiao'er picked up her fingertips, and the sword light drew an arc.

"Qingyun stays with guests-"

As she shouted softly, the long sword seemed to be slow and fast, and the sword light instantly caught up with the fleeing Yu Ochre.

Yu Ochre was terrified to the extreme, he didn't dare to look back, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and grabbed the White Moon Guan cultivator beside him and several elders of the Qingyun Sect who had just returned to obedience, and threw them behind him.

Bloody all the way!

After the long sword chased out a few zhang, he drank blood, roared, and returned satisfied.

Yu Ochre stood ten zhang away, trembling all over, stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Xiao'er and said in a trembling voice: "Witch, witch ......"

Shang Cheng looked at Lin Xiao'er with a serious face.

The swordsmanship that Lin Xiao'er used just now was indeed the swordsmanship of the Qingyun Sect.

But this sword is too sharp, so people don't dare to try the edge.

"Everyone, do I have the qualifications to establish a sect in the blessed land?"

Lin Xiao'er, who opened her eyes, had an indifferent expression on her face, the five fingers of her right hand were spread, and the long sword was suspended in the palm of her hand.

No one dared to answer this question.

"Since there is no objection, then my Qingyun Sect will continue to stay in Qingxiao Ridge?"

Lin Xiao'er's eyes swept over Shang Cheng and the others' faces one by one, and then turned to the disciples around him.

"Go back to the sect. ”

"Okay, good sword ......" Luo Yunsheng in the distance opened his mouth and sighed for a long time.

"It's okay, it's good to kill more people. Han Xiao shook his head, turned around and left.

Xu Fu and Luo Yunsheng glanced at each other, suppressed the surprise in their eyes, and quickly followed.