Chapter 393: Heads-up

"Babble...... Whoosh ......"

In the mountains and forests, the slight sound of shuttling through the air sounded from time to time, like a bird flying through the forest, neat and light, it was more than ten juniors brought by Qi Junjie.

As one of the top ten masters among the younger generation of disciples, the new elite disciple of the Feiyun Sect, Qi Junjie must always keep a low profile although he is very arrogant, because he knows that his foundation is still shallow and his foundation is weak.

It is precisely because of this that he will lead the juniors and disciples who have defected to him to find the ruins to make up for his shortcomings.

He has found two small ones before, and the harvest is not shallow, but at a great cost, he finally got a clue about the ruins here, he knows that if he goes on like this, in just twenty years, he will become the top five of the sect, and at that time, whether it is the master or the head, he will treat himself more differently, and he can even really participate in the management of the sect.

He has no money, no power, although these disciples around him are defective, but they can't help but give people any benefits, they can't see the road of hope, few people are willing to go down, not to mention being by, even Qi Junjie himself, when he was apprenticing, he also chose a stronger person to worship.

In fact, Qi Junjie is already very tired, but he can't relax, and he doesn't dare, the way of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and there are even more waves chasing the front waves, he doesn't want to be shot dead on the beach.

Another important point is that Qi Junjie fell in love at first sight in the sect, and he also admitted very calmly that this is the psychology of seeing lust, and when he looked at other women, he suddenly felt that there were vulgar fans everywhere, but he didn't take action, because he knew that he was not worthy now.

"You...... That's what I'm striving for, and there's nothing to be ashamed of!"

Once at the sect disciple conference, Qi Junjie said in front of the person he wanted that he had always struggled for it, but he never expected that the person he liked would be taken away for a month.

"So much time ......"

Just thinking of the beginning, Qi Junjie couldn't think about it anymore, and he didn't dare to imagine it, he was already in pain.

"Today! Finally let Lao Tzu bump into you!"

Qi Junjie grinded his teeth and said viciously to the imaginary figure.

For the battle, Qi Junjie is by no means as naΓ―ve as those disciples who have never stepped out of the sect, he knows that even if Duan Qing is unbearable, if the battle loses hope, it is still no problem to break through and escape, so in order to completely trap Duan Qing, he let his subordinates pretend to be traces, and he has even been ready to sacrifice one of them, and he will introduce it into the formation and completely surround and kill!

"Besides, within a hundred miles away, there is a hall entrance of the Feiyun Sect. ”

Qi Junjie didn't have any timidity, but he still habitually thought about the battle plan thoroughly, he always believed that the cultivation of monks was very important, but the brain was more important.

Finally approaching the ambush range, he heard the sound of fighting, Qi Junjie lowered his body, suddenly accelerated, and galloped away in the direction of the fight.

"What about people!"

Finally approached the location, but found that there were only Xiao Zhang and Xiao Ma, at this time Xiao Ma was seriously injured, almost completely unconscious, Xiao Zhang was also spitting blood, which made Qi Junjie unexpected, and finally believed the previous news and judgment, this Qing is definitely not so easy to deal with.

"I heard your voices and ran over there. Xiao Zhang pointed in the opposite direction, and when he spoke, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Qi Junjie could clearly feel that Xiao Zhang was trying his best to suppress the injury at this time, otherwise even if he was not unconscious, he would have almost lost any ability, which could not make him feel cold.

Immediately took out a recovery pill and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior brother has worked hard, you can heal your injuries here as soon as possible." Others, come with me!"

With a wave of his hand, he walked away with more than ten mermaids, not chasing too far, Qi Junjie suddenly raised his hand, and the juniors and disciples suddenly stopped, suppressed their breathing, and pricked up their ears.

The mountains and forests are extremely quiet, and even the insects and birds seem to feel the murderous aura and disappear, as for some intelligent demon beasts, they will not touch their heads at this time.

After listening for a while, everyone's eyes were on a hundred-year-old tree, and the two of them might not be able to hug it, and more than ten people suddenly raised their feet high, landed lightly, and quietly surrounded them in vigilance.

Qi Junjie waved his hand again, stopping everyone's actions, and then silently pinched the finger, silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and the finger changed three times again, and then the middle fingers of both hands passed in front of him, and his eyes were suddenly plated with a layer of gold.

These disciples immediately understood that this was the detection method of the senior brother, which could detect hidden energy, such as formations, and the monks who used the invisibility talisman would not be able to hide.

Immediately, seeing that the senior brother's face relaxed, these disciples knew that there was no formation ambush here, and they should have confirmed that there were indeed people in this tree.

"Right here. Qi Junjie opened his mouth and said silently, and then pointed to the three people on one side, the three of them nodded violently, walked to the side silently, and slowly took out their weapons, fully guarded.

When Qi Junjie silently pulled out the sword he carried with him, his eyes flashed with excitement, his pupils expanded and shrunk, and when the sword blade was close to the trunk, the sword blade that seemed to be in Qi Junjie's mood suddenly pierced the bark.

"Poof. ”

This slight sound, like a strong signal, prompted everyone to stab the swords in their hands into the trunk of the tree, until it entered the gauntlet, and blood flowed out of the blood groove of the sword body.

"Hahaha......"

Qi Junjie laughed loudly, and then said with a cold expression: "Do you think that if you hide like this, Lao Tzu won't be able to find you!"

Before the words fell, his left hand, which was not holding a sword, suddenly pierced into the trunk of the tree, and tore it apart, revealing a figure in the splash of sawdust, his body was pierced by six or seven swords, and the blood was dripping, he had no clothes on his body, and his eyes were round, as if he could not imagine that he would be killed so and die without turning a blind eye.

"What even Yang Lanjun can't do, Lao Tzu can do, it seems that it's just that, hahaha...... Hah!"

The smile on Qi Junjie's face instantly froze, and the laughter stopped abruptly, as if the quacking goose had been pinched by someone's neck, "Little ...... Xiao Zhang?"

"I saw him just now, why are you here again?"

"yes, how is that possible?"

"Doppelganger?" the crowd couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"Huh!"

As if a lightning-like bright light flashed, and a group of people subconsciously looked over, and saw that there was an extra person not far away, wasn't it Duan Qing? Wait, what was in his hand?

So, the killing of Xiao Zhang just now has been thoroughly recorded?

Everyone was shocked.

"Let's talk about it, how about it?" Duan Qing spread the jade slip in his palm, and had no intention of putting it away, no matter what, Ding Wenwen's influence still has some influence, for the disciples of the Feiyun Sect, if they can not form a mortal enemy, try to avoid it.

Qi Junjie's face was very gloomy, his eyes flickered left and right, killing his fellow disciple is a felony second only to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestor in the Feiyun Sect, this scene was recorded by someone in a jade slip, if it is not removed, it will be a stain for life!

What's more, this person is Duan Qing, killing him will not only erase the stain, but also receive a large number of rewards in the sect, as well as the worship of other sect people, and even the gratitude of the little fairy!

No matter how you calculate this account, it's a winner!

Having made up his mind, Qi Junjie's expression gradually relaxed, replaced it with a kind smile, and nodded: "Let's talk, then let's talk, it doesn't hurt anyway, right?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand suddenly, how could these disciples not understand the intention of the senior brother, and immediately divided into two ways, clamped Duan Qingbao with lightning speed, and then smiled sinisterly.

"There is a road in the fairy world that you don't take, and there is no way to break in from hell, boy, you are really impatient to live!"

"Hand over the jade slip!"

"If you kill it, you will find it again, and you won't delay anything. ”

These more than ten people have different expressions, but the corners of their mouths are unanimously arrogant, not to mention that they are all cultivators of the Yuan Infant Stage, just Senior Brother Qi Junjie's Yuan Infant Stage Eightfold, ranked among the top ten disciples of the sect, how can the strength be underestimated?

Although it is said that the division of the monk's cultivation is fixed, but the level of personal cultivation and the experience of fighting are thin, these two items alone are enough to affect the strength of the monk's own strength, plus weapons, charms, magic weapons, and even a small jade pendant worn on the body, this kind of difference adds up, not to mention a loose cultivation, even if the same cultivation of a small sect is a disciple, and when he meets a senior brother, it is also a part of being killed instantly!

This is the foundation of the sect, which is worthy of the pride of the disciples, and it is also the capital of arrogance.

"You ...... What do you mean?" Duan Qing's expression changed slightly.

"What do you mean? I can't see it, I don't know how you kid got to where he is now. A disciple tilted his head and smiled evilly, and suddenly his face became extremely hideous, and the green tendons on his neck jumped violently: "Let you die, you will die quickly, yes!"

In the midst of his scolding, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Duan Qing's heart.

"Smack!"

With a strong sense of power in the crispness, Duan Qing's figure was like a sandbag that had been kicked away, and it flew out with a swish.

"What?"

"Just these two?"

"This guy is pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig!"

"You're a pig, I've never seen someone like you who even scolds yourself. ”

"Ouch, stop fighting, can't I be wrong......"

These disciples all relaxed their minds unexpectedly, and even began to fight, and suddenly everyone's bodies stiffened, and then slowly raised their heads, only to see that on the thick branches, behind the fat leaves, gradually glowed.

"Buzz!"

A very shocking sound suddenly sounded, like a sudden storm.

"It's a mess!"

I heard the sound of beating branches and leaves in the mountains and forests, and disappeared in an instant.

Qi Junjie rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looking at the juniors and disciples who were standing in place, still maintaining the posture of playing a moment ago.

"Poof!" a bloody arrow shot out.

"Puff puff ......"

Blood was emanating from all over the bodies of these junior disciples, as if countless blood lotus flowers had bloomed.

"Poof...... Puff ......"

Everyone's bodies collapsed in stiffness, and even if you didn't look closely, you could see that their wounds were pale, and in this instant, everyone turned into dried corpses!

"Uh......"

Under the intense stimulation, Qi Junjie suddenly hiccuped, this was not a full hiccups, it was completely caused by fright.

He hurriedly clenched the sword, but the tip of the sword trembled like a nod, he hurriedly held the sword with both hands, thinking about the master's teachings in his mind, took two deep breaths, and couldn't help but roar: "What kind of ability is it to pretend to be a ghost, come, go alone!"