Chapter 249: Do You Have a Grudge Against Her?

No matter what the title is, there is only one meaning contained in it, once the candidate is determined, then these people are the most outstanding young generation in the Canggu Continent, there is no objection.

Jing Wushuang's ability to become one of the candidates for the sword with the late stage of foundation building is enough to show his ability, which is also the reason why he can surpass Wei Rin and represent the Qingchi Sword Sect.

He contained the sword intent in his eyes, his original intention was to test Ye Pianran, but he didn't mean to embarrass the other party, at most he made her spit blood.

If Ye Pianran knew his thoughts, he would definitely feel speechless, vomiting blood means being injured, and he has injured people, but it is not even embarrassing, so what is the embarrassment?

In fact, it's really not that Jing Wushuang has a domineering personality, but that the style of the Qingchi Sword Sect is like this.

After all, among the sword cultivators, there are very few people with gentle personalities, not the type that must see blood when the sword is released, it is already considered to have a good temper, and the Qingchi Sword Sect is a sect that only has sword cultivation, so you can imagine how hot the atmosphere inside the door is.

Wei Rin and Ouyang Jing didn't think there was anything wrong, they grew up in this environment, and naturally they were used to it for a long time, if they were injured because of this, it could only mean that their skills were not as good as others.

Being ridiculed like this in front of him, how could Duan Zhen stand it, but he couldn't bear this breath, Huang Bingchan's background was not something he could shake, and he immediately blamed all the faults on Ye Pianran.

"Senior Sister Huang......"

"What do you mean?"

On the contrary, Ye Pianran's ability to block Jing Wushuang's temptation made them feel incredible, not to mention that there was still a small realm between the two.

"Tianheng Sect Master Feng Minglang True Monarch, I see."

"She did this a bit too much, and you didn't hurt them, but it was my Luoxia Island disciple who lost two, and I need to ask for an explanation for this matter."

Because Eternity and Immortality are both the most powerful attributes, on a par with destruction, and above killing, Minghui True Monarch can not only comprehend the sword intent of both attributes at the same time, but also create his own unique swordsmanship from it, and the talent is simply terrifying.

To put it bluntly, if Minghui Zhenjun is a disciple of the Qingchi Sword Sect, he can completely make everyone in his generation despair and undisputedly take the position of the sword in his pocket.

Jing Wushuang nodded clearly, and before retracting his gaze, he glanced at Song Ye beside Ye Pianran, intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked away, his expression faint.

On the other side, Duan Zhen of Luoxia Island clenched his fists, and the shame of being hit by a sword and vomiting blood was still vivid, he naturally didn't want Ye Pianran to get better, but unfortunately it backfired, how could he not let him not move his liver fire.

"Oh, Puppet Inheritance, are you sure?"

One step in front of Duan Zhen, a beautiful and delicate female cultivator turned her head sideways, she had a pair of peach blossom eyes full of affection, but her smile was faint, and it didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, but it made people feel a little chilly.

"You are a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, but you can't even carry a sword from others, so you are embarrassed to mention it."

Minghui Zhenjun has been silent for too long, but his supreme talent in kendo is undeniable, as long as it comes to the topic of attribute sword intent, it is difficult not to mention his name.

Don't look at Duan Zhen commanding in front of the inner disciples, in the face of this female cultivator, he has a great temper and has to put it away, be careful to laugh, and dare not make a mistake.

In the direction of Wankushan Mountain, an ordinary male cultivator with a slightly solemn expression, his name is Xie Fan, he is the leading disciple of this secret realm trip, and his cultivation has reached the perfection of foundation building, which is deep and condensed, and he is also a personal identity.

"Minglang Zhenjun and Minghui Zhenjun are in the same vein, she can resist my sword intent, it must be that she has practiced Minghui Zhenjun's Qianyuan Zhou Tian Sword Technique, no matter which kind of sword intent she comprehends, it is enough to compete with my destruction sword intent."

Is it because of the golden light of merit?

Thinking about it, it seems that there is only this explanation, since she has undergone the baptism of merit and golden light, Ye Pianran's Yuan Shen has become a lot stronger, and her will is even more inviolable, plus she has sword intent to protect herself, and Jing Wushuang can hurt her, but it is a strange thing.

Listening to Duan Zhen tell the ins and outs of the matter, Huang Bingchan raised her eyebrows and said politely.

"What do you mean?"

His attitude made Ye Pianran frown, but she didn't feel malice from the other party, and she had a good impression of Ouyang Jing, so she was silent for a moment, and still replied.

Jing Wushuang did not answer the rhetorical question.

Of course, Minghui Zhenjun is an outsider in the end, and in the face of such speculation, there are many voices within the Qingchi Sword Sect who disagree, thinking that it is exaggerated and biased.

Without him, just because this senior sister Huang Bingchan is not only a personal disciple, but also the biological daughter of a certain Yuanying elder in the sect, her identity is extremely noble, and in front of her, Duan Zhen naturally has no arrogant capital.

Qianyuan Zhou Tian Sword Technique, Eternal Immortal Sword Intent.

Jing Wushuang was obviously in a good mood, if he was in normal times, he might not be able to say so much in a day.

Wei Rin and Ouyang Jing didn't understand his logic at all, and they were very confused.

"Damn, what shit luck this slut had."

The position of the Tianheng Sect, Ye Pianran was a little surprised, she could almost be said to be defenseless, she just subconsciously stared back, and she didn't have time to think about it at all.

Hearing this, Duan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, the previous unhappiness disappeared, and his eyes flickered, full of happiness and distortion that the great revenge was about to be avenged.

"Let Jing Wushuang take the initiative to talk, this Ye Pian Ran should not be underestimated."

"In the Xiaqing Pond Sword Sect Mirror Peerless, I don't know the name of my friend?"

The movement of a few people is not very big, but everyone gathered here is waiting for the main hall to open, and it is inevitable that they will notice this side when they are bored.

In any case, Wei Rin and Ouyang Jing have also solved the doubts in their hearts, as for how they feel about this, it is unknown.

"But ......" Huang Bingchan turned her words around, looked at the direction of Tianheng Sect, and squinted.

"Ye Pianran, the family teacher Minglang Zhenjun."

Not far from the side, the direction of the Qingyun Sect.

If someone else was here, they might be even more confused and unable to string together the connection between these things, but Wei Rin and Ouyang Jing reacted at once.

Now that she calmed down, she realized that the other party should have a trace of sword intent in her eyes, as for how she blocked it, Ye Pianran herself couldn't say clearly, after all, she had not yet reached the sword dao realm that was on par with Jing Wushuang.

"What, you have a grudge against her?"

A handsome young male cultivator wearing a purple crown raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Ye Pianran, a little surprised.

"It should be true, at that time, in the underground palace of the Black Sea of Devouring Bones, I personally heard what Wen Chang said from the Xuanxu Sect."

Standing next to the handsome male cultivator is Jiang Yuan, who has a broken arm, his complexion looks good, but because of his physical defects, when he speaks, he will inevitably have some lack of confidence, and he is congenitally shorter than others.