Luo Jiuqiu looked at Sima Xun who was standing at the front of the Imperial Void Sword Sect's team, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into a smile.

Sima Xun's expression stiffened, and he turned his head slowly, and saw that his good juniors and disciples were retreating farther than one another, and the rest of the sect members were even more retreating from the Moon Worship Sect!

Facing Sima Xun's condemning and accusatory gaze, Chu Zhiyi and the others either looked down at their feet, or looked up at the sky, or held a long sword to shine on their shadows, anyway, they didn't look at him.

Luo Jiuqiu lazily stretched out his hand and made an inviting gesture.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "Sect Master Sima, then you go first." ”

Sect Master Sima wanted to cry, but Sect Master Sima didn't want to move.

At this time, a cold and swishing gaze struck.

Sima Xun was agitated, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the expressionless face of his ancestor and his unwavering gaze.

Sima Xun immediately trembled. With his understanding of his ancestors for so many years, if he continues to grind, he will never see the sun tomorrow again.

Luo Jiuqiu was a little impatient, dragged out his tone, and said, "Sect Master Sima." ”

The sight projected onto his body was almost frozen.

Sima Xun wanted to cry without tears, so he hurriedly agreed, and flew onto the test table.

Stepping on the white jade ground of the test table with both feet was like stepping on a guillotine, Sima Xun felt pain in the soles of his feet, his whole body hurt, and he just wanted to turn around and run, but he was the master of a sect, and he had to set an example.

Sima Xun took a hard breath unobtrusively, his eyes closed and opened, his surface was calm, his expression was light and breezy, steady and elegant, like a literati who admired flowers and wrote poems, not at all like a violent sword cultivator.

Sima Xun was able to stabilize.

Sima Xun arched his hand towards Luo Jiuqiu and said, "Sect Master Luo, please!" ”

Luo Jiuqiu shook his head and immediately struck, and the long knife came out of the sheath, cutting through the sky.

Sima Xun has been famous for a long time, and has stepped into the Nine Stars of the Spirit Saint for many years, and it is rumored that he is the first person under the Spirit Emperor.

Luo Jiuqiu attached great importance to it, and at the beginning, he released several big hole cards, all kinds of killing moves one after another, and the attacks continued.

Sima Xun is worthy of being the Nine Stars of the Spirit Saint.

The two exchanged more than 100 moves in the blink of an eye, and the sky was dark, the jade floor was shattered, and countless swords and swords crossed in front of them.

Weird killing moves, endless means, and domineering sword moves, cold and ruthless.

For a while, Luo Jiuqiu and Sima Xun fought fiercely, and it was difficult to give up, and the monks who were watching were fascinated, and some even had a feeling that they were about to be promoted on the spot.

But just when the fighting method became more and more exciting, Sima Xun suddenly felt as if he had taken the wrong medicine, first his moves failed, and then he made mistakes in successive performances, and even stepped on his right foot with his left foot, almost sending his neck to Luo Jiuqiu's blade.

Luo Jiuqiu withdrew his knife very quickly, and just about to beat him with the handle of the knife, Sima Xun asked him what was going on.

I saw Sima Xun simply put away his sword neatly.

Sima Xun pretended to be pretending, looked up to the sky and sighed, and said with emotion to Luo Jiuqiu: "There are talents in the Jiangshan generation, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!" Sect Master Luo is too powerful, I can't beat it. ”

The audience was in an uproar and booed continuously.

No one expected that Sima Xun would take the initiative to admit defeat.

The corners of Luo Jiuqiu's mouth twitched, and the green tendons on his hands were about to burst out, and he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Is Sect Master Sima joking?" ”

Sima Xun's expression was innocent, and he said seriously and loudly: "People are old, and they have been resting on their laurels for many years, and their skills are really not as good as others!" If I continue to fight, my sword will be unstable. ”

As the sect master of the Imperial Void Sword Sect, Sima Xun made a good start.

Next, a dramatic scene emerged.

This group of violent sword cultivators is simply more shameless than the other, full of tricks, and rarely the same.

Chu Zhiyi was forced to play second.

This group of sword cultivators who only have muscles but not heads are simply based on whoever stands in front of them will appear earlier.

Chu Zhiyi hit a pillar of incense for a while, and then suddenly flew out upside down in an extremely exaggerated posture, and flew directly out of the test table.

Chu Zhiyi vomited a mouthful of blood when he landed, got up tremblingly, and said, "Ah! I'm not as good as others, I'm losing! ”

Luo Jiuqiu's face darkened, she hadn't hit Chu Zhiyi at all!

Chu Zhiyi's junior brother Luneng was the third to play.

Probably Luneng is a heartless eye, and he doesn't know how to go through the motions, so he covered his stomach as soon as he came up and said loudly: "Ah! My stomach hurts! I can't fight, I admit defeat! ”

Luo Jiuqiu's face was expressionless.

Then the fourth self on the field stabbed himself with a sword, saying that he had gone mad and couldn't fight, and that he would kill him.

Luo Jiuqiu tightened the long knife in his hand, and endured it for a long time to endure the other party's life.

Then the fifth, the sixth, the seventh...... Until the hundredth on the field.

The people of the Imperial Void Sword Sect are more and more strange than the other, and they don't care how funny and unreasonable their reasons are, and no matter how shocking their actions are.

There are a lot of them, and the hundred people who came to participate in the battle of the Imperial Void Sword Sect all lost.

And no matter whether they can beat Luo Jiuqiu or not, the fact is that they all lost, or they lost all in a strange way that even fools can see.

The crowd of onlookers was numb.

The nameless high priest instructed the people of the Four Divine Sect behind him: "You must go to the rivers and lakes to spread it well, the people of the Imperial Void Sword Sect are seriously ill." ”

Luo Jiuqiu was bubbling with black gas, and his mood was not good.

But there are even less wonderful ones.

After collectively admitting defeat, as the head of a sect and the supreme person in charge of the sect, Sima Xun stood up again and said to Luo Jiuqiu: "Sect Master Luo's strength is outstanding, we are willing to bow to the wind, in order to spur our progress at all times, I also ask Sect Master Luo to be my deputy sect master!" ”

Inviting the head of another sect to be the deputy sect master of his own sect, this confusing operation is no one.

Luo Jiuqiu never thought that this group of sword maniacs wanted her to be the deputy sect master.

Luo Jiuqiu said coldly: "Get out, I'm not interested." ”

Of course, Sima Xun didn't leave, he continued: "If Sect Master Luo doesn't like it, it's okay to be Elder Keqing of my sect. ”

Luo Jiuqiu: "Dare to ask if your sect is collectively sick?" ”

Sima Xun smiled gently, not angry.

Chu Zhiyi jumped out and said, "There is also a position that is the mother of the young sect master." ”

Of course, the Imperial Void Sword Sect wanted Luo Jiuqiu to admit that she was the mother of the young sect master.

Luo Jiuqiu lived so big, and for the first time he knew that the Immortal Cultivation Sect had a position called "Young Sect Master's Mother." ”

Luo Jiuqiu didn't understand, so he asked, "Dare to ask who the young sect master of your sect is?" ”

Chu Zhiyi glanced at Luo Jiuqiu's flat belly, and said as a matter of course: "It's in your belly." ”

"Get out!"

Luo Jiuqiu was irritable, and swept Chu Zhiyi away with a scabbard.

Sima Xun didn't care about the life or death of the unjust junior disciple at all, and said, "Then it's decided, Sect Master Luo is my sect Elder Keqing." ”

Luo Jiuqiu, who was freshly baked or forced to bake, raised his hand, and the long knife was held with a "bang".

She really wanted to beat this group of people from the Imperial Void Sword Sect with strange brain circuits back to their respective mothers' wombs and rebuild them.