Seeing Zhao Jiuge's cheap smile and under-beaten expression, the two Xuanluo Peak disciples who were standing in front of them were forced by Bai Qingqing's coercion in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak, and their foreheads were a little sweaty.

The group of more than a dozen teenagers behind him looked empty, and finally, it seemed that they couldn't stand this atmosphere of suppression and humiliation, and a thin monkey-like teenager in the crowd suddenly roared in the atmosphere, his forehead was bruised, and his eyes were cracked, "I'm afraid of a fart, there are so many of us, let's do it together, even if they are powerful, there are only three people, don't give them a chance to shoot continuously, it's a big deal that Lao Tzu would rather be beaten down, and he is willing to suffer this anger." ”

"yes, let's go together. ”

"This Xuantian Peak disciple is too hateful. ”

"Let's go together, that's right, it's a big deal that we can't lose the face of our Xuanluo Peak disciples if we are beaten up. ”

Driven by this thin monkey-like teenager, more than a dozen other disciples of Xuanluo Peak also echoed, and for a while they were filled with righteous indignation, the stunned expression just now no longer existed, the spiritual power worked again, and the spiritual light returned to the surroundings of the body.

Feeling that everyone was driven by his own atmosphere, a touch of pride appeared between the eyebrows of this lean young man like a monkey, ready to strike while the iron was hot, and then the spiritual power of the whole body was externalized outside the body, and the spiritual light was enveloped in his whole body, constantly rippling, he wanted to take the lead in making a move, and the disciples behind him followed him, he didn't believe in his heart that one or twenty people couldn't beat three people.

The thought of waiting for these disciples who usually looked down on him to defeat the three disciples of Xuantian Peak under his own call made him tremble with excitement, and his body trembled a few times.

However, a cold snort immediately shattered his sweet dream.

Bai Qingqing's face was like frost, his face was tense, and the wind swords, but this time it was more brilliant than the fluorescence last time, and the sharp sword light immediately appeared.

Boom, boom...

In the blink of an eye, the seven sword qi spurted out directly towards the lean monkey-like young man with an indomitable momentum.

The thin young man revealed a frightened gaze in his eyes, at this time he could feel the turbulent spiritual power rushing to his face, others may not feel it, but he deeply realized that he was in the center of these seven sword qi, he felt that he was like a lonely boat, in this sword light like waves, isolated and helpless, and the boat would sink at any time.

didn't give him too much time to react, he could only subconsciously use the spiritual power released to tightly wrap his whole body. But the power brought by the spirit weapon is still so domineering.

This time, Bai Qingqing's shot was not as gentle as just now, and he deliberately suppressed his strength, because the behavior of this thin Xuanluo Peak disciple who was as thin as a monkey completely angered Bai Qingqing!

He didn't even have a magic weapon in his body, and he was instantly overwhelmed by this turbulent attack, first the dazzling aura was immediately broken by the sword qi, and then the green robe on his body was all torn, and two objects flew towards the sky, looking at it, the young man's arm was actually cut off because of the sword qi of the resistant.

A scream of bitter crying resounded through the mountains and forests, echoing in his ears, refusing to disperse for a long time, making the faces of the young men behind him pale, and once again he did not dare to act rashly, although this lean young man was still standing, but his two arms were cut off by the sword qi! The blood slowly slowed down after the initial wild spray.

In the sky, several spiritual lights appeared in the sky above this mountain forest, some disciples wearing church costumes controlled flying swords, constantly hovering in the air, looking at this scene with a solemn expression, if Bai Qingqing continued to shoot, if he was ruthless, they would not hesitate to stop it, because the training camp did not allow death to appear, but today there are hundreds of disciples of the church in the air constantly hovering and inspecting, looking at some situations.

But there was no need for Bai Qingqing to continue to make a move, and the situation on the scene had already come to an end.

After three of the seven sword lights hit the lean monkey-like young man, four more were still undiminished, heading towards the group of Xuanluo Peak disciples behind.

Several people who were standing in front and couldn't dodge were suddenly hit, let out a scream, and several blood sprays sprayed out of their bodies, but fortunately, the injuries were not very serious.

The blades of grass on the ground were still stained with blood, and these immature teenagers had never seen this kind of scene, some of them were already trembling, and they lacked experience and had not seen the outside world.

"I repeat, hand over the bunting and roll yourself, or the few of them will be your fate. The voice was cold and murderous, and as he spoke, Bai Qingqing's eyes stared at the few people lying on the ground unable to move.

At this moment, more than a dozen disciples of Xuanluo Peak, except for the young man who could no longer move, the rest of them were already frightened and did not hesitate, and immediately took the colorful flag hanging on their waists and put it on the ground.

Then he didn't look back, his legs flew like flying, he turned around and ran behind him, these disciples who had lost the colored flags would naturally be taken away by those disciples who were on patrol.

However, there was a figure among them, his eyes flickered, and some thieves secretly looked at Zhao Jiuge and the three of them, and when they saw that the three of them did not look at themselves, they quickly took down the colorful flags hanging on their waists and hid them in their arms, and then blended into the crowd of people who fled in a panic, bent their waists, but I don't know if it was because of their weak hearts and movements that seemed a little stiff.

After running a few steps, after seeing that there was nothing, the young man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and just when he thought that there was nothing wrong with escaping, a roll of spiritual light rushed towards him, although he did not look back, but he felt the sense of crisis on his back, and the cold hairs on his body stood up.

In the next moment, the young man's thin body was instantly hit by the rushing spiritual light. There was a blur of flesh and blood behind him, and the clothes of the green sword robe and the flesh were stained with blood, and because of the momentum, this disciple of Xuanluo Peak threw himself forward and fell to the ground, sliding a few meters with the dirt and fallen leaves on the ground.

A clearly visible outline of the seal appeared on the ground, and Bai Qingqing did not show the slightest mercy, which made Leng Rufeng's impression of Bai Qingqing a lot deeper. At this moment, Zhao Jiuge suddenly understood that the senior brother who sent him here asked them to clean up the other two peak disciples ruthlessly, as long as they didn't fight to the death. Presumably, the disciples of Xuantian Peak have been beaten like this by the disciples of the other two peaks sometimes, and at first he thought it was just a simple punch and kick, but this was clearly already red! And the injury was not light.

Except for a few people who were lying on the ground and couldn't get up, the others fled in fright. Those few seriously injured disciples were not in danger of their lives, and someone would naturally come and take them away when they waited.

Leng Rufeng still grabbed the gray flying sword in his hand, and he didn't seem to feel enjoyable yet, which made his hand that first held the flying sword a little itchy, and he wanted to find someone to talk to.

"Why don't you go and pick up these colored flags, continue to hurry after picking them up, and go directly to the top of the mountain, these disciples have nothing to bully, they are too weak. Bai Qingqing opened his mouth and commanded, and the short fight was tantamount to a warm-up for him.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the colorful flags lying quietly on the ground, happily ran over to pick them up, and then came to the disciples of Xuanluo Peak who fell to the ground, pulled out a few colored flags on their bodies, and counted them, a total of nineteen.

Looking at the gaze of these colored flags, Zhao Jiuge seemed to be looking at a treasure!

Happily ran back to Bai Qingqing's side, proudly showed Bai Qingqing the colored flag in his hand, and said unsatisfied, "Let's go, maybe we can meet some other peak disciples, this colorful flag is too easy." ”

"Go directly to the top of the mountain, the old lady has no time to waste these disciples with low cultivation, even if you get more colorful flags useful, in the end you can't keep it to the top of the mountain, you just make a wedding dress for others, it is better to directly fish for profit, waiting for them to fight with the mussels, anyway, they will come to the top of the mountain in the end." Bai Qingqing said helplessly.

"Alright, then we'll get on our way as soon as possible. Although he still had unfinished thoughts in his heart, he agreed with Bai Qingqing's words very much, and felt that his words were very reasonable, so he pursed his lips and agreed.

The three of them no longer paid attention to the scene here, and continued to move towards the top of the mountain all the way, the aura of the foundation building realm was not hidden at all, and it was directly released, so they did not encounter any strong opponents along the way, even if they met the disciples of Xuanqi Peak twice, Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge Leng Rufeng also chose to turn a blind eye, there were not many people, even if they won the color flag, they did not have two or three sides, but wasted time. The only thing worth mentioning is that when I arrived at the mountainside, I actually met two disciples of Xuantian Peak, wearing blue sword robes, and they looked a little panicked.

It was the two disciples of the family who followed Mu Zijun's buttocks, panicked and seemed to be running away, and when they saw Zhao Jiuge and the three of them, they were also stunned, and then hesitated, looked at the three of them with a vigilant face, and left towards the side of the three of them, without saying a word from beginning to end.

This made Zhao Jiuge feel a little playful, but Leng Rufeng was a little impatient, not because of the rules of this training camp, Leng Rufeng did not hesitate to clean up these two family disciples, in normal times, the contradictions between the two sides have already been constantly amplified, and no big things have happened, but the small things in private have been constantly rubbing, after all, most of the people who suffer are Leng Rufeng's side, after all, resources limit strength.

Seeing that Leng Rufeng, who was a little sulking, Zhao Jiuge patted Leng Rufeng's shoulder, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, wait until you clean up the disciples of the other two peaks first, this time it's time to have a hard time with those arrogant guys, but the last time it's over, don't do it again, and I don't know if there is a chance when I participate in the selection conference immediately." ”

Hearing this, Leng Rufeng suddenly raised his head with fiery eyes, he originally just wanted to participate in the training camp, but now when he heard the news, how could he not be excited.

"I know to cause trouble every day, but don't be afraid when things come, there is a lady to help you. Bai Qingqing said dissatisfiedly at first, and then smiled with a smile in his eyes. This made Zhao Jiuge always have an illusion, this girl who always called herself an old lady, but was as brilliant as a summer flower, seemed to be like two people.

While the exercises in the bodies of the three of them are running, and the spiritual power is being released and continuously consumed, the whirlpool in the dantian is also continuously recovering the spiritual power, which is the difference between the foundation building realm and the spiritual transformation realm.

The three of them did not stop along the way because they had delayed too much time in front of them, relying on the cultivation of the foundation building realm to walk like flying, holding flying swords in their hands.

After more than an hour, they soon came to the top of Wuhua Peak, and many people they met along the way turned a blind eye, those disciples of the Transformation Spirit Realm did not pose any threat to them, and the only thing that needed to be paid attention to was the disciples of the Foundation Building Realm.

The summit of Wuhua Peak is not large, but it has been artificially mined.

There is a natural platform of hundreds of square meters, after the artificial excavation of the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the top of the mountain peak is like walking on the ground, and there are swaying towering ancient trees around it or straight, or bent to grow around the cliff, to here, most of the scenery of the entire Wuhua Peak is in full view.

Because of the high altitude of the top of the mountain, there are clouds and mist floating by from time to time, which makes Zhao Jiuge feel like he can pick the stars with his hands.

It's just that when Zhao Jiuge continued to look at the scenery around the top of the mountain, his heart suddenly sank, because there were already several figures on the other side of the stone platform on the top of the mountain, and it seemed that they were still late because of the delay on the road, but it didn't matter, after all, the show had only started now.