Xue Zhen frowned, and the purple spirit he saw was not a good stubble.

When he saw her for the first time, Xue Zhen never thought of greeting her, which was completely different from the feeling of seeing his master, even if he didn't divination, he could tell it by feeling.

However, Zi Ling's cultivation is really not shameful enough in front of the master.

"It's Master!" Xue Zhen was not worried at all, his divine sense was swept away, and the only one who cultivated to the most stable was the little fat man.

Xue Zhen swaggered away with his back on his back, and Zi Ling stepped forward and said:

"I wasn't prepared for the day, and now I want to compete with you."

Ah Jiu's face was expressionless, and in the moonlight, his already beautiful face was shrouded in a layer of moonlight, looking like a dreamlike fairy, and it was extremely unreal.

"Sanyuan, go!" Zi Ling turned back to Sanyuan among the several junior disciples and said.

Sanyuan turned around and left, he had to go and invite the senior brother to come according to the plan.

Then, the purple spirit sword came out of its sheath and launched an offensive style.

Ah Jiu instantly felt that the purple sword blade exuded a domineering aura, even if Ah Jiu didn't know how to use his divine sense, he knew intuitively that Zi Ling was here to kill her.

"Let's do it."

Zi Ling saw that Ah Jiu was still hanging his hands and did not move.

Ah Jiu was stunned: "Do you want to put up a shelf?" ”

As soon as these words came out, several junior disciples behind him covered their mouths and chuckled, and the smiling Zi Ling's face sank:

"What are you laughing at?" After speaking, a sword stabbed at Meng Jiu'er's face.

The sword body was mixed with the sound of the sword roaring through the air, Ah Jiu turned sideways, the blade of the sword grazed his throat, and swept out, Ah Jiu's figure remained motionless.

Seeing that the blade of the sword changed from a thorn to a sweep, her true qi poured into her fingers and clamped the sword at once.

This trick had already been foreshadowed when she first learned acupuncture, and now it is a combination of back and forth, and she has practiced it clearly.

There was a crisp snap, and with the sound of the sword, the entire sword body appeared in waves and rushed towards the hilt.

Airplanes...... With a bang, the moment the sword broke, Zi Ling's pupils dilated, and then, the impact that followed the sword body back to her palm Lao Gong acupoint suddenly exploded.

She watched the sword shake her wrist meridians and feel numb, and if she didn't let go, she was afraid that it would hurt the meridians.

Zi Ling let go of his hand in shock, and after the broken sword spun in the air a few times, it swept to the side with a click, snapping...... The broken sword stabbed into the wooden door of the cave opposite.

Zi Ling was hurriedly supported by several junior disciples, and several of them couldn't laugh anymore, looking at Meng Jiu'er in horror.

Meng Jiu'er raised the sword between his fingers and shook it, and flew out of the courtyard in an instant, not knowing where it fell.

The air condensed, and only the heavy breath of the purple spirit was still.

Xu is too quiet, Ah Jiu heard a scream echoing in the valley in the distance-who is it? Who the hell assassinated Lao Tzu......

Ah Jiu thought she had heard an illusion, and it could be seen that several junior disciples who were surrounding her behind Zi Ling also glanced into the distance, looking dazed.

At this moment, Sanyuan rushed in and said, "Senior sister, senior brother is here, ah?" What's wrong with this......"

Sanyuan's round face was suddenly covered.

Zi Ling hurriedly pushed away the person who was supporting her, put the hand behind her that was numb from the shock, and raised her chin to:

"Again."

She couldn't just let the senior brother who had been invited with great difficulty just see nothing.

"Coming back? Don't you just want spiritual spring water? "Ah Jiu really doesn't want to fight, delay time.

She also wanted to catch up with Xue Zhen and go to Wuzhi Peak to see the condition of the dying.

As he spoke, he took out a pot from his arms and threw it to her: "You may not have it if you want my family, but I don't mind giving you some spiritual spring water, why be so forced." ”

Zi Ling caught it, hurriedly pulled the plug and smelled it, it was the cool smell of the heart and lungs.

However, there is only a water bladder, what she wants is indeed where Ah Jiu came from, what she wants is the family background that Ah Jiu said.

"That's not enough." Zi Ling put away the water bladder and continued to be aggressive, she had already analyzed why she had such a cultivation at a young age, and she could still open the storage bag, but she had been cultivating for ten years, and she was not able to use it, and she was sure that Meng Jiu'er must have made such rapid progress because of the spiritual water:

"I'm going to compete with you."

Ah Jiu was just about to leave, and when he heard this, his face showed impatience:

"Then let's do it, if you want to compete, then another day, I will be accompanied another day, and besides, this is Zixiao Palace, I can't run away."

Saying that, Ah Jiu wanted to rush out of the crowd, if he didn't catch up with Xue Zhen again, I was afraid that Ah Jiu would not be able to find the mountain road, and it would be difficult to find it.

"Wait."

Zi Ling stopped in front of him: "What did you say?" Will you have to compete another day? ”

"Hey......" A sigh came: "Zi Ling, aren't you asking those newcomers to practice the breathing method?" What's the fuss? ”

It was the senior brother Yan he had seen during the day, and Ah Jiu would definitely salute the master as a guest as before.