Zhao Qingwu never felt that he would be worse than Xie Zhengliu.

When they were all still in the Zhao family, even if she didn't have a sword bone on her body, under the teaching of the swordsmanship master, she could learn faster and better than Xie Zhengliu, who had the talent for learning swords.

Now she has got what she wants from Xie Zhengliu, and she has worshiped three thousand sword masters as her teacher. Zhao Qingwu didn't think that he would be defeated by Xie Zhengliu.

Although when she was in Crying Ghost City before, her sneak attack was rebounded, which made her suffer a lot of losses.

But Zhao Qingwu knew very well that it was all because Xie Zhengliu had a mysterious magic weapon on his body. Otherwise, she would definitely not be able to win against her with her own ability.

These days, when Zhao Qingwu was in contact with Liu Yuanyan, he kept snatching the other party's luck. Now that she has completely recovered from her previous injuries, it can be said that she is not afraid to confront Xie Zhengliu at all.

Therefore, even though he had sensed that Xie Zhengliu was coming in his direction, Zhao Qingwu did not feel scared at all, but looked very much looking forward to it.

Zhao Qingwu was so looking forward to meeting Xie Zhengliu, Xie Zhengliu naturally would not let her down.

It didn't take long for the sword bones in Zhao Qingwu's body to become more and more agitated.

When her body was almost unable to withstand the activity of the sword bone, Zhao Qingwu had to use her little luck to suppress it.

But suddenly, the sword bones that were constantly impacting Zhao Qingwu's flesh and skin, frantically trying to escape from this body, suddenly quieted down.

Zhao Qingwu knew that the suppression of luck alone would not be able to make the sword bone obedient so quickly. Her gaze silently moved to the door, and after a bang, a familiar figure appeared in front of the open door against the moonlight.

Xie Zhengliu, who came in the night, was holding the long knife at the moment, and his sharp eyes slowly fell on her.

Zhao Qingwu didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment, if she said that before she met Xie Zhengliu's eyes, she only regarded the other party as a small role that could not be handled.

Then after being targeted by Xie Zhengliu, goosebumps appeared all over her body in an instant, and an inexplicable sense of crisis hit her heart.

"Long time no see, Xie Zhengliu." She forced herself to speak first.

The corners of Xie Zhengliu's lips curled slightly, as if he had seen through the timidity of the girl in front of him: "It's been a long time, I really came to get my things back tonight." ”

The long knife flashed a silver light in the dark night, and Zhao Qingwu tried his best to catch Xie Zhengliu's movements, but he could only dodge and avoid it dangerously when the opponent's blade was about to fall on him.

Xie Zhengliu's movements were too fast, and her moves were also very unexpected. Zhao Qingwu couldn't predict where her next knife would fall, so she could only dodge in embarrassment.

If it weren't for the extremely high grade of the magic robe on her body, and the knife used by Xie Zhengliu was just an ordinary magic weapon, I'm afraid that Zhao Qingwu would have been injured and fell to the ground at this moment.

"How could you, how could you...... You clearly don't even have a sword bone, and you're just an ordinary sect disciple, how can you beat me?! Zhao Qingwu was forced to retreat by Xie Zhengliu, and gradually began to be unable to withstand Xie Zhengliu's attack.

Xie Zhengliu raised his foot and kicked her in the abdomen, kicking the person out of the house.

"Why, do you think that if I don't have a sword bone, and I haven't worshiped Jianzun as a teacher, I should be worse than you?"

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Zhao Qingwu's mouth, and her internal organs were damaged by this heavy kick.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhao Qingwu really regretted it. She wasn't regretting that she had taken away Xie Zhengliu's sword bone, she just regretted that she hadn't been able to watch Xie Zhengliu breathe with her own eyes when she was leaving with her master's people.

"You slut has a big fate, I didn't expect you not only survived, but also had this adventure and learned such a powerful knife technique." Zhao Qingwu stared at Xie Zhengliu's long knife, angry and jealous in his heart.

She knew that not only would she not be able to kill Xie Zhengliu this time, but she would most likely be solved by the other party.

The panic in his heart continued to breed, and Zhao Qingwu naturally didn't want to die like this, let alone die in the hands of Xie Zhengliu, who he had always hated.

She subconsciously looked around the yard, trying to find an escape from here.

But what disappointed Zhao Qingwu was that long before Xie Zhengliu broke into her room, she had already told Zhuang Youqian and Yue Mingqiu to set up a soundproof formation around the courtyard so that no one could find out about the abnormality here.

Looking at the two male cultivators who had an obviously unusual relationship with Xie Zhengliu, who were quietly guarding in front of the courtyard gate at the moment, not giving her a chance to escape, the jealousy in Zhao Qingwu's heart reached its peak.

"It seems that you are really prepared for everything to deal with me." Zhao Qingwu stood up from the ground.

Xie Zhengliu's eyes were full of coldness: "Naturally, otherwise how dare I come to you?" ”

Another heavy knife slashed over, even if Zhao Qingwu's magic robe helped her block most of the power, but the small half of the force that fell on her body still aggravated the injury in her viscera.

Under this blow, Zhao Qingwu couldn't even hold the sword, let alone get up.

Seeing that she had finally lost her ability to move, Xie Zhengliu was not verbose, and immediately stepped forward to urge her spiritual power, trying to connect with the sword bone in her body.

The sudden revival of the sword bone made Zhao Qingwu's body instantly crawl with blood-colored lines, and no matter how much luck he had at this moment, he couldn't suppress the pain of this tearing.

In a trance, Zhao Qingwu even felt that he was afraid that he was about to die on the spot.

Seeing that the golden sword bones were about to leave Zhao Qingwu's body and return to their original owners, Zhao Qingwu could only grit his teeth and crush the jade talisman hidden in the necklace around his neck.

In an instant, a dazzling light erupted in the courtyard, and a huge aura wave washed away the entire courtyard!

Xie Zhengliu and the three of them were seriously injured by the aura, and vomited a mouthful of blood on the spot.

When the power of the aura wave dissipated, there was no trace of Zhao Qingwu in the ruins.

At the same moment, in a dilapidated small temple located a hundred miles away from Yujing City, Zhao Qingwu's figure appeared out of thin air.

She was covered in blood, and her vestments were almost shredded into strips of cloth, all soaked in blood.

Before Zhao Qingwu could take out the pill from the storage bag, a voice sounded in her ears: "Qingwu, you just used the life-saving jade talisman I gave you?" ”

"It's the master, Qing Wu is incompetent, and he ran into the original owner of the sword bone." Zhao Qingwu swallowed the blood in his throat and replied through gritted teeth.

Feng Qianhan's tone was indifferent, and he couldn't hear any emotion: "I see, since she has already posed a threat to you, then there is no need to use her flesh and blood to nourish the sword bone, I will inform Heyin and find an opportunity to dispose of her." ”

Zhao Qingwu's mood was a little better: "Thank you, Master." ”

"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you. Heal your wounds quickly, and when your injuries heal, there are still things for the teacher to tell you to do. This matter is related to our plan to punish the evil sect for the next ten thousand years. ”

When Zhao Qingwu heard this, he couldn't help but get excited. She just wanted to ask more carefully, but the voice in her ears had disappeared, which meant that Feng Qianhan's consciousness projection had left.

Unable to ask what he wanted to know, Zhao Qingwu's mood that had just been a little happier sank again.

She struggled to get up from the ground and walked towards the outside of the ruined temple.

Not far from the ruined temple is a village quietly nestled in the moonlight, which is brightly lit and seems to be inhabited by many people.

Zhao Qingwu pouted dissatisfiedly: "There's no way, in order to heal my injuries as soon as possible and do things for my master, I can only use your luck to fill in my missing strength first." ”

With that, she walked towards the village.