Chapter 367: The Saddest Urging Immortal Cultivator in History (4)

The flying sword under Li Er's feet swirled, drawing a sharp white light in the air, and the air flow was mixed with killing intent, like a crescent moon formed by sword qi slashing towards the three-headed snake.

The flying sword was extremely fast, and it immediately returned to Li Er's feet with a swing, and at the same time, Sun Bing also launched an attack on the other side.

Her toes were a little heavier on the flying sword, and as soon as she jumped into the air, the flying sword flew up with her.

At the moment when her body paused, the flying sword slashed out countless sword lights from top to bottom, fusing together to form a waterfall-like attack, straight into the three-headed snake seven inches.

"Wow!" Meng Hui exclaimed in surprise, although the murderous aura here was like a breeze blowing on her cheeks to her, but the picture was still very pleasing to the eye.

"Wow what, wow, hurry up." Ji Lingxiao glanced at her, the seventeen or eighteen boy had not yet grown into a villain, and he still looked a little green.

His sword swinging on the shore is clear-eyed, and at first glance, he has received a good formal sect education, and he is violent, but he does not have a little viciousness.

His sword aura is as magnificent as a flash flood and a tsunami raging, and it is not much worse than the two people who build a foundation in the air, if it is not subject to the realm, the strength of one person can withstand those two.

Meng glanced back and quickly retracted, jumped up on the shore, his body was like electricity, and flew onto the back of the three-headed snake.

"You're crazy!" Ji Lingxiao's eyebrows jumped, and he quickly changed his offensive and attacked towards the opposite side of Meng Hui.

Meng Hui ignored him, and with a turn of spiritual power, he conjured up countless fine and dense golden lights, which quickly synthesized into a small golden sword. She held a sword in her right hand, and her toes flew upwards from the massive scales of the three-headed snake.

The three-headed snake was busy fighting against the two of them in the sky, how could he pay attention to the small insects on the shore and behind him, and Zhu Jiwei shook hard, trying to shake Meng Hui who was sneaking up behind.

Meng Hui didn't react at all, this bit of coercion was not even a gust of wind for her.

If it weren't for the suspicion of these three people, she would have been able to shatter the head of the traffic light by standing on the shore and sticking out her thoughts. If she can use fairy arts, she can still make this traffic light honestly stand on the lake and dance.

Stabilizing his body to a seven-inch distance, Meng Hui stabbed the golden sword transformed by spiritual power in his hand into it, causing the three-headed snake to shake and hiss in pain.

Meng Hui deftly dodged every attack, constantly conjuring up more golden swords, and fighting with colorful snake heads and snake tails. The two foundation building periods in the sky instead became assists to match her.

As soon as Li Er and Sun Bing found a gap, they would use all their strength to attack, and Ji Lingxiao was even more cooperative, swinging his sword at the place where Meng Hui was the first to be injured, adding to the three-headed snake's injuries.

In less than an hour, the four of them finally exhausted the physical strength of the three-headed snake, and Meng Hui returned to the shore again, inexplicably feeling that this little snake snake might have died because she had stabbed too many holes in her body and bled too much.

The water was crimson, and when the wind blew, it brought a disgusting smell.

Meng Hui complained about this broken setting again, after fighting for so long, none of the people in the city died, and the few houses by the lake were not destroyed.

"Little Daoyou, I really underestimate you!" Sun Bing stepped forward with a smile, not showing any fatigue, but a kind of post-war excitement.

Li Er, like her, was still a little unsatisfied, and when he turned his eyes to look at Meng Hui, there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes. "Thank you for your help, if it weren't for you, we would have wasted a lot of time."

Ji Lingxiao didn't speak, raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Hui for a moment, and then withdrew without a trace.

Meng Hui didn't expect to get the praise of the future boss, and hurriedly hugged his fist at the two seniors: "It was the seniors who attracted the attention of the demon beast, and I had the opportunity to rush up." ”

The three of them politely took a moment, and the demon beast materials that should be divided still have to be divided.

Meng Hui felt very lucky, just when there was no spirit stone flower, the foundation building demon beast was sent to the door, and it was still such a big one. If you cut a piece of skin to her casually, you can go to the market and buy it at a good price.

The skin of the three-headed snake can be used as armor, fangs and eyeballs can be refined, including blood, can be extracted and sold to talismans to draw talismans.

"Little Daoyou has contributed a lot, you have to be forty percent, and the three of us are two percent each, how about it?" Sun Bing generously proposed.

Meng Hui felt that she had picked up a bargain, but thinking about it, she did contribute more just now, and the people of the Thousand Swords Sect were not bad at all, she was very bad. "I'm a little tight on hand, so I'm not polite to my seniors."

Seeing that she was not a twister, Sun Bing nodded with satisfaction and used his sword to divide the demon beast neatly.

"Which direction do you plan to go?" Li Er asked while pretending to be his own.

Meng replied: "I want to go to the Thousand Swords Sect." ”

"Coincidentally, we are also returning to the sect!" Sun Bingxi said, "Why don't you go with us, you still need to walk for a month to hurry, and when you rush over, the entrance ceremony is over." ”

"Initiation ceremony? Didn't you hear about the selection of people by the Thousand Swords Sect this year? Meng Hui remembered that in Zhongzhong, it would take a few more years for the Thousand Swords Sect to open the mountain gate to accept disciples, which should be three years after Qin Chuchu's death.

Because three years later, the male protagonist Song Qing happened to be divorced, and the mixed yuan spiritual root on his body had not yet appeared, and he was regarded by the family as a waste person with low-grade five spiritual roots, and was persecuted by a series of cousins, so he was kicked out of the house by the family.

Song Qing was in danger all the way, and finally came to the Thousand Swords Sect of the Righteous Path Sect, but he didn't know why, and offended an elder of the Thousand Swords Sect.

The elder deliberately made things difficult for him, increasing the difficulty level of the Heart Trial Path to the Yuan Infant Stage, and he was in a small Qi refining period, of course, he couldn't get through, and he was seriously injured.

Song Qing left with a full of anger, vowing to become stronger, strong to a height beyond the reach of the world, and let the elders of the Thousand Swords Sect kneel at their feet and beg for mercy.

"This year is not a general election, just make a small election at the foot of the mountain, because there are a group of disciples from the outer gate who have entered the inner gate, and now there is a shortage of people at the outer gate. If you are interested, you can try it, and if you don't want to be constrained, you can also choose to be a nominal disciple. ”

Hearing Sun Bing's explanation, Meng Hui hurriedly nodded: "Thank you seniors for your advice!" ”

She saw Sun Bing pointing at her flying sword, and hurriedly jumped up and grabbed her sleeve, the flying sword slowly rose, the isolation shield blocked the strong wind, and she didn't feel the slightest discomfort inside.

Li Er took Ji Lingxiao and flew side by side with them. When Meng Hui saw Ji Lingxiao, he suddenly remembered Song Qing's reason for offending the elders.

What Song Qing offended was Ji Lingxiao's master He Chong, the elder of the Yuan Infant Consummation was the first person in the Qingyun Realm to cultivate swords.

Song Qing really wanted to worship him, even if he was willing to do a handyman, but his hard work still didn't attract people's attention.

Before entering the path of inquiry, he heard that He Chong had already accepted Ji Lingxiao as a closed disciple, and he would not accept apprentices in the future, so he muttered unconvinced for a while.

"Isn't it just an illegitimate child, I don't think it's very good, why did you use the Qi Refining Realm to blend into Elder He's sect back then?"

As a result, this soft muttering was heard by He Chong, and he rectified him on the way of conscience.

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