"Cat and dog? The Seven Elders compared the world-famous Ling Yujun to a cat and a dog, are you humiliating the Qingyun Sword Sect? Qing Yao pulled Lingyujun into the water in the name of fighting for her senior brother, "I can bully me, but I can't bully my senior brother!" ”

Wen Yi saw that her eyes were swirling on the Gathering Spirit Ding, and she was so stupid that she wrote greed on her face, she sneered: "Huh? Ling Yujun is a beast, you said it, but it's not this seat. ”

There is a big difference between animals and cats and dogs.

Not to mention Qing Yao, who provoked the incident, even Ling Yujun couldn't hold it on his face, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

This unhappiness comes from Wen Yi's disgust, and a large part of it comes from Qing Yao's stupidity, even if he feels disgusted with a licking dog and a fool, Ling Yujun of the beautiful Jiyue is very magnanimous, and he does not blame anyone, and the disciples of Tongshan Sect respect and admire him more and more.

"Seven Elders!" Qing Yao pulled out her life sword and stabbed at Wen Yi, "You deceive people too much. ”

She is a foundation building realm, and a single finger can crush the waste of the Qi Cultivation Realm to death!

The cold sword slashed into the air, and it was bound to create a hole in Wen Yi's body to eliminate today's humiliation and hatred in his heart.

Everyone was stupefied with such a shock.

No matter what, Wen Yi is the elder of the main sect, and the young master is too impulsive, in case the Ethereal Illusion Mansion blames it, he can't please him, but some people don't think so.

"The Seven Elders deceived others too much, and they suffered for themselves."

"She really should learn some lessons, arrogant and domineering, I have already seen that the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion is not pleasing to the eye!"

"The young master played well, played well! It should be ruthless to give the Seventh Elder a look at his face, our backer is the Qingyun Sword Sect, not an ethereal fantasy mansion. ”

Qing Yao heard the encouragement of her classmates, and thought of the picture of Wen Yi being beaten on the ground by her and begging for mercy.

Wen Yi didn't bring the fairy sword when she came to the Treasure Pavilion, the closest to her was Ling Yujun, she pulled out the fairy sword with her hand, injected the spiritual power of Wei Mo into the Gathering Spirit Ding, and blocked it with her backhand.

"W-"

The spiritual power was surging, and Qing Yao, who was full of confidence, was bounced several feet away.

She saw that the fairy sword in Wen Yi's hand changed greatly, "Let go of your dirty hands, don't touch the fairy sword of your senior brother!" ”

"What if you touch it?" Wen Yi held the sword in one hand, and his gorgeous robe was windless and automatic, obviously he was practicing Qi Realm cultivation, but it gave everyone a sense of urgency as if they were on the edge of the abyss.

Qing Yao was angry and angry, "Hmph, the fairy sword has a spirit, don't think that if I take my senior brother's sword and bluff, I will throw a rat bogey, today, I will return the anger I have suffered in Tongshanmen over the years to you, and beat you all over the ground to find teeth!" ”

Wen Yi has been in a high position for many years, and everyone has to kowtow respectfully to call the ancestor when they see it, and the last person who dared to mock her has already lost her soul.

"Your father has to bow when he meets my own disciples of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, what are you shouting in front of this seat." The spiritual power overflowing from the Gathering Spirit Ding was transferred into the limbs of Wen Yi, and she urged the spiritual power cultivation to be promoted to the peak of the Qi Cultivation Realm, "Your father didn't teach you upbringing, this seat will teach you!" ”

The fairy sword shot towards Qing Yao.

"Smack!"

Before she could react, two red marks appeared on Qing Yao's face.

Hitting people without slapping her face, Qing Yao's face turned blue and red, and her fierce and decisive sword move came towards Wen Yi to cover her face, "The tiger doesn't threaten you, I am a sick cat." ”

The sword in Wen Yi's palm moved, and with a fluttering move, he quickly and accurately aimed at Qing Yao's face and twitched it a few times.

"Bang Bang!"

After dozens of moves, Qing Yao didn't take half of the advantage, her fair face was high and swollen, and she was annoyed and angry, "Shi Ke can't be killed, Wen Yi, I'll fight with you!" ”

The dignified foundation building realm was slapped in the face by the Qi Cultivation Realm three times and twice, and Qing Yao's face was extremely ugly.

She thinks very highly of herself, especially when she was accepted as a disciple by the sect master of the Qingyun Sword Sect and became the senior sister of Ling Yujun.

The time Wen Yi saw her was not submissive, groveling and licking the dog, where did she have the bearing of an elder.

Now who to show Joe!

Didn't you just want her to lose face in front of her senior brother!

The more Qing Yao thought about it, the more angry she became, she didn't accept it, she didn't accept it!

"You also know that you can kill but not be humiliated, and those who insult me will die!" Wen Yi has reached the ultimate realm of sentient swordsmanship, and knows the use of the sword and mental methods well, the fairy sword is like a woman's softness in her palm, gently caressing her lover's face, and striking a fatal blow when he relaxed his vigilance.

The lingering sword intent seemed to be a spring breeze falling on her face, and Qing Yao's heart was beating faster as if she was bewitched, and her eyes looked directly at Wen Yi.

When the gentle and lingering fairy sword of the plague approached Qing Yao's throat, she woke up suddenly, she was stunned, and a layer of dead ash appeared on her face.

A chill rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, Qing Yao felt Wen Yi's strong killing intent, the lingering killing intent was extremely gentle, as if the red and pink dry bones crawling out of the netherworld locked her throat, and her heart beat wildly.

"Save ...... Senior brother, save me! Qing Yao screamed loudly.

Seeing that Qing Yao was about to become a ghost under the sword.

Suddenly, a spiritual power flew from the left, and the fairy sword flew out of Wen Yi's palm and fell into the master's palm.

"Seven Elders, be forgiving and forgiving." Ling Yujun suppressed the disgust in his eyes, and he wrapped the fairy sword in a handkerchief as if he was pinching something dirty, and his voice was cold.

"If you say forgiveness, you will forgive?" Without the fairy sword, Wen Yi grabbed Qing Yao's right hand, and used his strength to slash his left arm with Qing Yao's sword, "What were you doing when Qing Yao provoked and assassinated this seat, hypocrisy." ”

No one expected that Wen Yi would be unforgiving, and he really wanted to cut off Qing Yao's arm.

"Hiss-" There was pain in her arm, Qing Yao's face was hideous in pain, she gritted her teeth and took a few steps back, staring at Wen Yi in fear, "Senior brother, she cheats, she bewitches me, I didn't lose, you call the shots for me." ”

Ling Yujun pinched the fairy sword with an ugly face, ignoring the fool.

The skin and flesh of the hideous wound rolled, and the red blood fell to the ground dripping, Qing Yao's eyes were red, and she cried in pain.

"Is this the power of the Copper Mountain Gate?" Wen Yi condescendingly looked at the people with very ugly faces, and was full of mockery, "Sure enough, they are all a group of things that can't be put on the table, and this seat thinks that the foundation building realm is amazing, that's it?" ”

The young master of the Foundation Building Realm was violently beaten by the Seven Elders of the Qi Cultivation Realm, and the disciples of the Tongshan Sect looked at each other in disbelief.

Everyone's faces seemed to have been slapped hard by an invisible hand, and it hurt hotly.

No matter what, the Foundation Building Realm was beaten by the Qi Cultivation Realm and was powerless to fight back, which was embarrassing!

Qing Yao pouted, "Senior brother." ”

"A loss is a loss." Ling Yujun's face was expressionless, and he said to his disciple indifferently and detachedly: "Don't take Qing Yao down to heal yet." ”

Ling Yujun's eyes flashed with surprise.

Today's thermometer is very different, there are many more small means than before, do you want him to impress?

Oh, the means are in the wrong place.

Wen Yi carried Ju Lingding back to the dormitory where he lived and closed the door.

The original major was low, and when he came to Tongshan Gate, he brought a lot of talisman magic weapons, and Wen Yi chose a talisman to put on the door.

The highest cultivation of Tongshan Gate is in the middle of Lingyujun Jindan.

This spell can shield the prying eyes of monks below the Yuan Infant Realm.

After pasting the charm, Wen Yi sat cross-legged with Julingding in his arms.

She investigated carefully, and the original major was low, and her roots and qualifications were all first-class, but she just lingered in the flowers and had no intention of cultivating so much that she wasted her talent.

In the early stage of the monk's body forging, if the cultivation is high, he relies more on the soul power.

Although Wen Yi failed to cross the tribulation, his soul was still gone, and his soul power was still at the peak of crushing the existence of the Mahayana realm.

It's a pity that the original owner's body is weak and can't withstand all of her soul power.

"If you practice the Qi Realm, you will practice the Qi Realm." Wen Yi turned the Juling Ding into a thumb-sized hanging, and tied it around his neck with a silk ribbon.

She opened a book she had taken out of the Treasure Cabinet about the introduction to the Ruthless Dao.

Suddenly, she sensed someone approaching.