This was the first time Xie Zhengliu met Zhao Qingwu after washing away his demonic energy.

Unlike the previous meeting where there was almost no communication in the three thousand, this was the first time that the two of them with deep grudges had confronted each other so simply since the attack on Heng Tianzong in the past.

Zhao Qingwu almost saw Xie Zhengliu's face for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

Even though she said that she was disgusted with Xie Zhengliu, she seemed to want to kill the other party as soon as they met.

But before the experience, Heng Tianzong was cut off by the other party's right hand, and after the third floating island was killed by the other party with the demon clan to kill the young master of the Li family.

Zhao Qingwu was already deeply afraid of Xie Zhengliu unconsciously.

She didn't know when this fear appeared, but when she found out now, she realized that it was deeply rooted in her heart.

"Xie Zhengliu, you finally appeared." Zhao Qingwu clenched the Demon Breaking Sword in his hand, trying to make himself look imposing.

Xie Zhengliu didn't answer her question, but silently glanced around the female cultivator in front of him from top to bottom.

She really said the same as Xie Peqing, the cultivation on her body was just accumulated with luck.

These cultivation looks very high, but in fact, there is not much real material in it.

The corners of Xie Zhengliu's mouth pulled out a smile: "You have a lot of means, in the past, you were praised by everyone for the sword bones you took from me, and now you are praised as the so-called goddess by relying on the luck taken from others." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! What sword bones, what luck, I don't understand what you are saying. Zhao Qingwu didn't expect Xie Zhengliu to reveal her secret as soon as he came, and he told everyone so loudly.

She was sent to deal with these demons as a savior, and when she killed the demons who besieged and punished the evil sect before, it was very easy, so that people could know how powerful she was at a glance.

But even if Zhao Qingwu was powerful, the three thousand monks didn't fully trust her.

Just like at this moment, Zhao Qingwu was defending against the enemy in front, and in the huge defensive flying boat behind him, there were three thousand family masters and powerful people sitting there.

Relying on the strong cultivation of these monks, what they say here will fall into the ears of those people in the slightest.

If these people hear the cathargy in the matter of the goddess, will they still have the life to survive?

When Zhao Qingwu thought of this, cold sweat broke out all over his body.

But Xie Zhengliu seemed to see through her weakness, and continued to relent: "It's really pitiful, but because I don't have a sword bone, I can only deprive others of things." I want to become stronger, but because I don't have enough perseverance, I can only absorb the luck of others and pile up my own cultivation. Zhao Qingwu, you are really a poor worm. ”

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Qingwu was really scared at this moment, she raised the Demon Breaking Sword and wanted to kill Xie Zhengliu directly, because she was worried that if the other party continued to talk about it, she would really be exposed.

The Demon Breaking Sword is so powerful, and the power to restrain the demon clan is so strong, she will definitely be able to kill Xie Zhengliu!

With such a thought, Zhao Qingwu rushed towards Xie Zhengliu, as if he wanted to rely on a strong offensive to make the other party shut up quickly.

But Xie Zhengliu's strength was beyond her imagination, the other party not only blocked the attack of the Demon Breaking Sword, but even used a strange force to overturn her!

It can be said that since Zhao Qingwu became a goddess, she has never been suppressed by others, let alone suffered under the hands of the demons.

But today, just when she was at her most arrogant, she actually felt the pressure here again in Xie Zhengliu.

No, it can't be!

How could the Demon Breaking Sword be suppressed by a demon clan?

"I remember, I cut off your right hand before, and the monk's right hand didn't grow so easily. I'm afraid it wasn't your hand, and who did you steal it from? Xie Zhengliu suddenly approached Zhao Qingwu, who was still doubting his life.

Her voice was loud enough for the surrounding monks and demons to hear.

Zhao Qingwu's face became even more ugly: "You are talking nonsense, I don't, you are talking nonsense!" ”

At this moment, she only seems to be able to say these two sentences.

"How can I be talking nonsense, isn't this hand someone else's? You dare to swear to the Heavenly Dao that the sword bone in your body is your own, and your right hand is also your own? ”

Zhao Qingwu immediately flew away from Xie Zhengliu's attack range, but Xie Zhengliu had prepared for this early, and the moment she appeared, she quietly used her immortal power to weave a big net, firmly trapping Zhao Qingwu in it.

Zhao Qingwu couldn't escape, and what made her feel even more frightened was that her right hand seemed to have given birth to a spiritual intelligence, no longer under her control, and there was a faint tendency to break free from her body.

"Nope! This is mine, this is my right hand. It's no one else! She kept telling herself this, but the right hand fleeing became more and more obvious.

Xie Zhengliu looked at this scene indifferently, and she threw a little immortal power at that right hand. That right hand immediately had the strength to break free of Zhao Qingwu.

The Demon Breaking Sword, which was originally tightly held in Zhao Qingwu's hand, was suddenly released and fell to the ground, and the right hand was torn off Zhao Qingwu's body out of thin air, not giving Zhao Qingwu a chance to seize it at all, and flew straight in a certain direction.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and directly caused the astonishment and suspicion of the monks.

The elder of the Punishment Sect questioned Feng Qianyan in front of the rest of the powers, "What's going on, your apprentice's right hand is really not hers?" ”

Feng Qianhan faced everyone's questioning, but silently drank the spiritual tea and didn't say a word.

On the flying boat, some monks who had long been suspicious of Zhao Qingwu whispered to their apprentices to follow the flying hand and see where it went.

And Wan Chuan, whose face had been cold for many days, also smiled at this moment, and hurriedly led someone to get his sword back.

The chaos on the battlefield continues.

Zhao Qingwu suddenly lost a hand, her forehead was sweating in pain, she couldn't bear the pain of practicing the sword with her left hand, so after losing her right hand, she could no longer control the Demon Breaking Sword at all.

Xie Zhengliu was not polite, and threw a little immortal power at the Demon Breaking Sword, the Demon Breaking Sword flashed all over his body, and the sword spirit that had been imprisoned for a long time finally gained freedom.

As soon as he ran out, he manipulated his body and flew towards Zhao Qingwu, and then scolded her: "People with bad hearts are not worthy of being my master!" You still want to trap me with luck, phew! What is it. I still want to suppress Lao Tzu! ”

The voice coming from the Demon Breaking Sword was really obvious at this moment, and anyone could understand that this was the sword spirit of the Demon Breaking Sword talking.

At this moment, listening to the words of the Demon Breaking Sword Spirit, who else can not know the truth of the matter?

This Zhao Qingwu is not a so-called goddess at all!