Chapter Seventy-Five: If you don't enter the Martial Mansion, die
Li Qinglian directly picked up the Golden Snake Sword dropped by Xu Mubai. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This sword is a high-grade mysterious weapon of the Yellow Rank, and its grade is even higher than the Bladeless Sword in his hand.
This is his spoils of war and must not be wasted.
Not only that, Li Qinglian also rummaged through Xu Mubai's body for a while, and finally found a small bag.
"Qiankun bag!"
Li Qinglian didn't expect that in such a remote place in the Xuanhuang Continent, or in such a young guy, she would be able to find the Qiankun bag.
In fact, this Qiankun bag does not have a big effect, it is just a storage thing, but anything put into this bag that seems to be only the size of a palm has no weight and size.
This Qiankun bag is a space of its own.
However, Li Qinglian sensed that this Qiankun bag was only the lowest, and the space inside was only a few meters square.
Even so, it was enough to make him happy, and it would be much more convenient to go out and carry things in the future.
"I have to say, I admire your courage, after killing my Taixuanwu Mansion students again, you still dare to loot his things in front of everyone, in this Taixuan Kingdom, you are the first!" Ouyang Xun flew onto the stage and looked at Li Qinglian, but the anger in his eyes was undisguised.
He glanced at it casually, and the battle between Mo Wen and Ma Huai was already over when Xu Mubai died.
However, if Mo Wen wanted to make a move on Li Qinglian, it was obviously impossible, because Ma Huai would come over to stop him.
The students of the Taixuanwu Mansion are obviously unable to make a move, although there are still students from the Void Xuanwu Realm, but their combat power may not be stronger than Xu Mubai, so the only person on the scene who is suitable for making a move is himself, which is also faster and easier to solve the problem.
"Really?" Li Qinglian looked at the other party lightly, and then spoke again, "What?"
"What?"
This sentence can be described as extremely bold, and it also does not give Ouyang Xun face, which makes many disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect sweat for Li Qinglian.
Feng Xueqing's beautiful eyes flashed, and he secretly praised it in his heart.
"It seems that you really don't know how to write the word dead?" Ouyang Xun's face was very ugly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a halberd like a golden cast appeared in his hand.
"Dead words, I can really write!"
"You, it's very disgusting, and besides, I decided to kill you with my own hands to avenge Qiubai!" Ouyang Xun looked at Li Qinglian coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart, anyway, the other party is dying, is it necessary to worry too much about a dead person.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Qiubai is my student, or the best student I have ever led!"
"So, you can go and die!"
Ouyang Xun shook the golden halberd, and was about to stab at Li Qinglian.
"Wait. ”
But a voice rang out, and this voice had to make Ouyang Xun stop his next move, because the person who spoke was called Mo Wen.
"Mansion Master?"
Ouyang Xun didn't understand what Mo asked.
Mo Wen waved his hand at him, and then looked at Li Qinglian, "My Taixuanwu Mansion is not intolerant, for geniuses, even if they make mistakes, we are willing to give him a chance to mend his ways." First, kowtow and admit your mistakes, and second, join Taixuanwu Mansion. ”
As soon as these words came out, not only Ouyang Xun and the people in Taixuanwu Mansion didn't understand what Mo asked, but even Li Qinglian couldn't understand what the other party was doing.
Even if he offended him again and again, was he willing to forgive? Is this possible? Mo Wen obviously didn't have such a big belly, so there must be something hidden in him, or that he had something in his body.
But Li Qinglian filtered everything on his body, and the precious things on his body may only be the Bladeless Sword and the jade pendant that Li Ling gave him, and then this talent and Qinglian Spiritual Root.
Although the Wufeng Sword is a yellow-level mysterious weapon, it obviously can't get into Mo Wen's eyes, and that piece of jade pendant can't be known by Mo Wen at all, even if Li Qinglian herself didn't come up with a reason, it is obviously impossible.
Then the only possibility is that he has this talent, that is, the secret of Qinglian Linggen is very likely to have been known by Mo Wen.
Could it be that Mo Wen was also like Xin'er's teacher, interested in the Qinglian spiritual root on his body?
These thoughts also flashed through Li Qinglian's mind in an instant, and then he raised his head and met Mo Wen's gaze.
He said lightly: "I have entered the Qinglian Sword Sect, and it is impossible to change to the Taixuanwu Mansion." ”
"Kill my martial arts students, if you don't enter the martial arts, die!"
"If you want to kill my Qinglian Sword Sect disciple, is there no one in my Qinglian Sword Sect?" Ma Huai snorted coldly and blocked in front of Mo Wen again.
"Yes, if it is really a matter of life and death, with your Wang Xuanjing's first-order cultivation, do you think you can beat me?" Mo Wen looked at Ma Huai coldly, but the threat in it was self-evident.
"Hmph, the people of the Qinglian Sword Sect are not greedy for life and afraid of death, if they knew that they couldn't beat the other party, they would have their tails between their legs, and even their disciples couldn't protect them, then my Qinglian Sword Sect would have perished a long time ago!" Ma Huai didn't say much, and the long sword on his back flew out directly, showing his determination with practical actions.
This scene made Li Qinglian also a little moved, the elders of the sect were able to risk their own safety for him, a disciple who had not yet started, if the sect was all such people, then why worry that the sect could not carry forward.
"Ouyang, I'll drag him down, you shoot!"
Mo Wen spoke coldly, obviously losing patience with Li Qinglian.
"Taixuanwu Mansion is really capable, to deal with a junior in the Spirit Xuan Realm, he actually asked a strong person in the True Xuan Realm to make a move. At this moment, a cold snort, like thunder, resounded throughout the square.
Immediately, a group of people with a huge body size leaped forward.
This figure fell directly in front of Li Qinglian, who was holding a pair of plate axes in his hands, and his face was full of beards, which added a bit of might.
This person, Li Qinglian had seen it in the front hall of Munan Wangfu before, and he was sitting next to Zhang Yi.
Obviously, this person is also a person from the Munan Palace.
"Liu Gao, what do you mean by this, is the Munan Palace's Mansion ready to openly confront the Taixuanwu Mansion?" Ouyang Xun looked at the person in front of him and said coldly, this guy's bravery is well-known in the entire Taixuan Kingdom, and he is also a little stunned.
"Hehe, Lao Liu Ke can't represent Munan Wangfu, it's just that the old cow has itchy hands during this time, and he can't find a place to fight, and he just saw that you were bullying a junior, so he came. Liu Gao said slowly, although he looked honest, but the words he said were not the slightest bit of truth to the other party.
"You, you're going to fight, and I'll wait until I'm done dealing with what is in front of me. ”
Ouyang Xun was also angry, and he was about to be able to kill Li Qinglian, but he didn't expect that he would kill a guy like Liu Gao halfway.
"Liu Gao, since you want to fight, I'll accompany you to fight. However, at this moment, another roar sounded, and then one person also came to the martial arts platform.
"Xu Derivation, it's none of your business here, get out of here. Seeing the visitor, Liu Gao's face also changed a little.
"Hmph, my son Qiubai died at the hands of this person, you actually told me to get out, today I just want him to die to avenge my son. Xu Derivation also looked at Li Qinglian with hatred.
Xu Qiubai is his proudest son, but he died in the hands of Li Qinglian, which makes him not hate.
"Don't talk nonsense, fight with me. ”
Xu Derivation pounced directly on Liu Gao, and in the process, he also said to Ouyang Xun, "Teacher Ouyang, my son's hatred will trouble you." ”
ps: Ask for collection, ask for recommendation! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )