Roar!

A beast roar came, and Ji Qingyu pursed her lips slightly, she was afraid of something!

The voice of the demon beast roared Ji Qingyu's braincase buzzing.

At this moment, the young man next to her suddenly pulled her, and Ji Qingyu was pulled to stand behind Yan Shijing.

"Be careful."

The banquet has already drawn his sword.

Don't look at him now, he is only twenty years old, but his cultivation is already the foundation of the Great Perfection, and he is one step away from Jindan.

Yan Shijing and Ji Yunlan were sword cultivators in the same vein, and the moment the sword in its hand was completely pulled out, the sword qi scraped the surrounding ancient trees.

It's not the first time Ji Qingyu has used a sword at a banquet, and she also admired this senior brother very much.

"What's the fuss, you go and hide in the tree, don't come down until I get rid of it."

During the banquet, Jing tilted his head and said to Ji Qingyu.

The coercion of the one-horned thundering beast is constantly approaching, and it is close at hand.

Of course, Ji Qingyu won't dodge like this, she is now at the third level of qi refining, even if she dodges, she can't beat and then hide.

After the banquet was finished, he had already raised his sword to meet the Thundering Beast.

The crackling thunder and lightning and sword light were intertwined, and Ji Qingyu's blood boiled when she watched it.

"Senior brother, I'll help you!"

Ji Qingyu shouted as she took out the spirit sword she had exchanged for a hundred lower grade spirit stones in Fusheng Wan Lane before leaving.

At first glance, the spirit sword is inferior, dusty, and the blades are uneven.

Yan Shijing didn't expect her to be so disobedient, and was about to scold her and let her leave quickly, but when her eyes swept over the sword in her hand, her heart seemed to be hit by something.

This little junior sister can only use such a shabby sword......

Even so, she thought about helping him......

Dealing with the thundering beast that was comparable to the early stage of Jindan, he didn't dare to wander away at the banquet.

He stabbed the Thundering Beast in the eye with one move, and came to Ji Qingyu's side while the other party was dodging.

"Don't fight it head-on, you can help me by my side, if you can't beat it, run, don't be foolish, can you know?"

The banquet scene glanced deeply at the little girl.

Thinking about it, she must have been inspected before deciding that the master would accept the apprentices, and her fearless temperament was indeed in line with the master's intentions.

Ji Qingyu looked sideways at the banquet scene, the little broken sword grazed the scales of the unicorn, and her arms were numb.

It turns out that he also cares about people.

Even a half-strange little disciple like her can take care of her, why did she treat herself so harshly in her previous life.

Ji Qingyu didn't understand it very much, and there seemed to be a mystery wrapped around her mind.

She naturally didn't want to drag people back, and after performing a few swordsmanship to stretch her muscles and bones, she automatically withdrew from the battlefield and sat obediently on a branch not far away.

Boom –

Half an hour passed, and the Thundering Beast completely fell under the sword of the banquet scene.

The young man's palm was oozing blood, and he was half-kneeling on the ground with a long sword, and the one-horned thunder beast with dark purple blood gurgling around him.

Seeing this, Ji Qingyu's eyes flashed slightly, jumped down from the tree, trotted to the side of Yan Shijing, and handed him a bottle of elixir.

"Senior brother, how are your injuries?"

During the feast, Jing lowered his eyes and looked at the white medicine bottle in front of him.

He is most familiar with the ordinary small medicine bottle, which is the monthly example of each disciple of the sect, and there are five in one bottle, which is only a low-level hemostatic pill.

This was probably the only elixir he could take out.

Since he was a child, he had worshiped under the seat of Yunlan Sword Venerable, and he had never experienced the life of ordinary disciples or even outer disciples who regarded this low-level elixir as their life.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't know.