Jiang Yurou's face turned cold, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a cold breath.

"You're looking for death!"

She's grown so big, she's never heard such ugly words, and this is the first time.

Since she was rescued by Lin Xuan, she has been cared for by Lin Xuan in the palm of her hand, although her life is poor, Lin Xuan has never let her be wronged at all. After entering the Spirit Sword Sect, because of her excellent talent and beautiful appearance, she was the envy of others wherever she went, and after being with Wu Gang, everyone respected her, when did she suffer such a grievance.

"Yo, it's still a little spicy." The cockscomb-headed man licked his lips, "However, I like this, and it's only when you conquer it!" ”

The cockscomb head man was obviously a veteran of flowers, and he didn't care about Jiang Yurou's anger, and was still teasing.

Where Jiang Yurou can endure it, he must use his mental method to teach the prodigal son in front of him a lesson.

"Senior Sister Jiang, leave it to me."

Beside Jiang Yurou, a disciple stood up.

The disciple looked at the cockscomb-headed man with a cold look in his eyes.

"Boy, there are some people you can't tease with, and since you flirt, you have to pay the price."

He is a disciple of Giant Sword Peak, and on the surface, he is going down the mountain to practice, but secretly he has been instructed by Wu Gang to protect Jiang Yurou well. Now that he saw Jiang Yurou being molested, he naturally wanted to stand up as soon as possible.

"Heh, the waste of the Spirit Sword Sect, to put it mildly, I don't know if you waste can do what you say." The cockscomb-headed man was not afraid at all, and his words were all mockery.

Where can this disciple endure it, as soon as his right hand is raised, his mind moves, and the long sword appears in his hand, and his mind is running, and he has to do it.

On the cockscomb man's side, a disciple stood up behind the cockscomb man, also holding a long sword, full of momentum, with a lot of meaning.

The atmosphere of the scene suddenly became tense.

"De Jong, don't be careless." The leading disciple of the Giant Sword Peak stared at the disciple of the Leaving Fire Sect opposite with a solemn expression.

It can be seen from the momentum released by the other party that the opponent's strength has reached the seventh level of Qi training. Although Zhu Derong is also a seventh-level Qi practitioner, there is a big gap between his momentum and the other party.

Zhu Derong felt the strength of the other party, and suddenly felt a little pressure. Although they are in the same realm, the other party's momentum is obviously much more condensed than him.

"This fairy, how about it, have a cup of tea with the master, and you won't lose a piece of meat!"

When the cockscomb man saw that he had crushed the other party to death, his mind became active again.

"Look for death!"

Zhu De couldn't bear it anymore, stomped his feet, and his figure flashed to the other party, and he slashed out with a sword.

The disciple of the Lihuo Sect sneered and slashed at Zhu Derong's long sword.

The two long swords slammed into each other, making a sound of gold and iron resonating, and sparks splashed in all directions.

The huge impact was transmitted from the sword body, Zhu Derong's face changed greatly, he only felt the tiger's mouth numb, and the long sword in his hand came out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a bang.

The disciple of the Fire Sect sneered, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was sent, the cold sword blade was on Zhu Derong's neck, as long as he was gently wiping, Zhu Derong's head would fall to the ground.

"Cut, that's it."

"I've heard for a long time that the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are talking loudly, but they really fight like a girl, and sure enough."

"With your strength, what qualifications does your Spirit Sword Sect have to rank among the three major sects?"

On the side of the Fire Sect, a group of disciples mocked unbridledly, very proud.

On the side of the Spirit Sword Sect, everyone was red-faced, and they felt endlessly humiliated.

Zhu Derong made a move, but he was actually subdued by the other party, which is really embarrassing.

"De Jong, come back."

Song Heng, the leading disciple of the Giant Sword Peak, had a very ugly face, and in this case, he could only speak like this.

"Mu Ping, do you want to start a war with our Spirit Sword Sect from the Fire Sect!"

Jiang Yurou stared at the cockscomb-headed man, and her tone was cold, making people shudder.

The cockscomb-headed man raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yurou, a little surprised, he didn't expect Jiang Yurou to know his name.

Mu Ping glanced at the disciple and motioned for him to be released. He knew very well that it was okay to step on the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, but he must not kill anyone, otherwise the consequences would not be something he could bear.

Even if you really want to do this, you must do it without leaving a living mouth, and there are many people at the moment, and it is obviously not the time to start.

As Jiang Yurou said, killing people in this kind of scene is tantamount to declaring war with the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Fairy, look at what you said, we are both cultivators, and we just learn from each other."

The disciple of the Fire Sect put away his sword and returned it to the sheath as he said, his gaze swept over Jiang Yurou and the others, and his disdain became even more obvious.

"Let's go."

Jiang Yurou took the lead and left.

Lu Hu and the others followed, silent.

From beginning to end, Lin Xuan didn't say a word, and even his expression didn't change in the slightest.

For him, as long as others don't provoke him, he doesn't care.

"This way, please."

Lao Liao hurriedly bowed down to lead the way, already in a cold sweat.

He is just an ordinary person, and for him, this scene is completely a fight between immortals, and it is not something he can participate in.

Mu Ping watched Jiang Yurou and the others leave, his eyes were rolling slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Yurou led everyone to follow behind Lao Liao, with a cold expression.

Everyone's mood was not very good, and Zhu Derong's defeat was simply a great shame for everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect. The defeat was too complete, and in the face of the disciples of the Fire Sect, he was defeated with one move.

However, Lin Xuan was an exception, and he didn't have any feelings about Zhu Derong's failure. In his opinion, if he is not strong, he should be beaten, which is a normal thing.

"Immortal masters, it's here."

Lao Liao led everyone to a hall and bowed down and said.

"I'm tired."

Jiang Yurou's tone was cold, and she took the lead and walked into the hall.

Lin Xuan followed at the back of the team and followed into the hall.

"On behalf of the villagers of the entire Xintang Village, I would like to thank all the immortal masters."

A middle-aged man in the hall greeted him, and his expression was very excited.

"The village chief is gracious."

The man in front of him was the village chief of Xintang Village, and seeing his attitude, Jiang Yurou's face softened a little.

"Sit here."

The village chief stretched out his hand to the back of the place, with a respectful attitude.

Jiang Yurou looked at those positions and frowned slightly. There were many seats in the whole hall, divided into upper seats, and then there were two rows of seats on the left and right, and now the village chief motioned for her to sit at the back of the two rows.

Generally speaking, the main seat is for the host to sit, and the left and right positions on both sides are reserved for the guests, and the first place on the left and right is only qualified to sit among the guests.

And now, the village chief motioned for Jiang Yurou to sit in the back row, which made her unacceptable.

"That's... Immortal Master, I'm in a hurry and I don't have time to arrange, I'm really sorry. ”

The village chief saw Jiang Yurou's thoughts and explained, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

However, anyone can hear how rigid and weak this explanation is.

The news that Xintang Village had sent to the Spirit Sword Sect had arrived a few days ago, and since the other two sects had been invited, it was obviously very easy to arrange three first seats in the hall.

Jiang Yurou took a deep breath, not wanting to cause trouble, but in the end, she bowed her head slightly and was about to sit down.

"How can there be a reason to arrange seats like this, if you Xintang Village looks down on our Spirit Sword Sect, then let's go!"

The disciple led by Xuan Jianfeng stood up, his face unkind.

"Senior Sister Jiang, please take a seat!"

The disciple led by Xuan Jianfeng has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his facial features are like knives, and he looks like a hot-tempered lord.

Shen Yangping's face showed a trace of bitterness, and then he looked at it.

"Immortal Master, I'm really embarrassed."

Shen Yangping's attitude looked respectful, but in the eyes of everyone in the Spirit Sword Sect, it seemed a little different, and it always made people feel disgusting.

Xuan Jianfeng's leading disciple frowned, and he was about to get angry. They were ordered to come to help this time, and it was supposed that they should be treated, and it was an insult to them to be treated like this.

"Ning Yan, don't embarrass the village chief."

Jiang Yurou saw Ning Yan's thoughts, frowned, and there was anger in her tone. She understood Ning Yan's good intentions, but she felt that the purpose of this trip was to solve the trouble for Xintang Village, just a seat, and there was no need to do that senseless battle of will.

And Jiang Yurou saw that Shen Yangping obviously had difficulties, and Shen Yangping was obviously instructed by others to do this. If what she expected was right, it should be the handiwork of the Lihuo Sect.

"Hmph, for the sake of Senior Sister Jiang's face, I won't be as knowledgeable as you!"

Jiang Yurou glanced at everyone, then withdrew her gaze and sat down in the back row.

When the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect saw this, they were all indignant and wanted to get angry, but when they saw Jiang Yurou, who was in the lead, they didn't say anything, so they didn't have anything to say.

But they felt very aggrieved.

Everyone sat down very angrily, Lin Xuan sat down, naturally, he was at the back of the line, and the position he sat in was also the bottom tail, which looked even more inconspicuous.

For these, Lin Xuan didn't feel anything, and he had an expression of an old god.

In fact, Lin Xuan also felt a little weird, this Shen Yangping arranged it like this, obviously intentionally. It can be clearly seen that the people of the Spirit Sword Sect are being targeted.

"Village chief, can you give us an overview of the situation?"

Jiang Yurou's interest was not very high, so she got straight to the point and asked the purpose of the trip.

Seeing this, the village chief Shen Yangping had a smile on his face and said, "Immortal Master, don't worry, wait for the Immortal Master from the Fire Sect and Chiyang Palace." ”

Fortunately, these immortal masters of the Spirit Sword Sect are broad-minded and don't have the same knowledge as him, otherwise he would not be able to eat and walk around.

Jiang Yurou frowned slightly, but finally didn't say anything.

Obviously, when the people who will leave the Fire Sect come, they will definitely have to use the topic to play. However, it's all here, so let's see for the time being.

Those who achieve big things are not informal, and those who can't bear to be small will make big plans.

Since the other two sects have sent people, let's wait a while, and everyone will discuss how to deal with it.

Not long after, Mu Ping walked in with a group of disciples from the Fire Sect swaggering, and his appearance was extremely arrogant.

"In Shen Yangping, the head of Xia Xintang Village, welcome all the immortal masters who have left the Fire Sect, take a seat."

Shen Yangping hurriedly won, with a humble attitude. That look was even more low-voiced than when he greeted Jiang Yurou and the others.

When the people of the Spirit Sword Sect saw Shen Yangping's appearance, they felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts. This distinction is also too obvious.

Mu Ping's gaze swept over the people of the Spirit Sword Sect, and finally his gaze fell on Jiang Yurou's body, and his eyes rolled.