Chapter 7: Slap Waiting

"Bang!"

Xia Qi kicked behind Jian Wuwu's knee, and Jian Wuwu's whole person immediately fell to the ground directly, and Xia Qi also picked up the four magic weapons and four storage bags that were thrown over.

The storage bag is the lowest level of goods in the world of cultivating immortals, and at a glance, you can know that it is uniformly issued in the sect, and the four magic weapons are also the lowest level of goods. But even so, Xia Qi was happy.

"His grandmother's, Jian Wuxian, you old bastard took my storage bag and magic weapon, I took the magic weapon of your disciples and grandchildren, this is retribution!" Xia Qi scolded Jian Wuxian in his heart, and at the same time his eyes were on Jian Wuwu.

The identity of Jian Wuwu is already known, such an outstanding person, the magic weapon in his hand can't be a big road, right?

"Xuanpin magic weapon!"

Sure enough, when his eyes fell on the sword at the foot of Jian Wuwu, Xia Qi couldn't help but exclaim! As a casual cultivator, although Xia Qi had not touched a high-level magic weapon, his eyes were not bad, and at this moment, he could see at a glance that the sharp sword that flashed cold light was a low-level magic weapon of Xuanpin!

Grabbing the sword as soon as he grabbed it, Xia Qi's heart was a little excited, speaking of which, as a cultivator who is only a fifth-level casual cultivator in the Qi training period, the highest level magic weapon he has used is the Huangpin lower-level magic weapon, and at this moment, he is holding a Xuanpin lower-level magic weapon in his hand, which is enough to go up a level!

"Zheng!"

Moving slightly, the sword buzzed, just on the neck of the sword worry-free, the strong wind blew, and the blowing hair rolled from the blade, and immediately broke into two pieces, and fell down!

"Blowing hair and breaking hair!Sure enough, it's a sword!" Xia Qi was overjoyed, a sword of the lower level of Xuanpin was worth a lot of money, if he relied on Xia Qi himself, he didn't know how long it would take to get it.

Xia Qi looked happy, but Jian Wuwu and a few people cried with sad faces, and endless killing intent flashed in their eyes when Xia Qi didn't pay attention, and secretly swore in his heart that when he got out of trouble, he would definitely break this bastard into pieces!

Xia Qi looked at the sword and was overjoyed, and suddenly his eyes turned and fell on the storage bag on Jian Wuwu's waist, and Jian Wuwu, who was held by the sword, suddenly stiffened slightly!

"This senior brother, don't go too far! I'm the sect master's personal disciple, I am wrong about this matter today, this sharp sword is considered an apology, how about today's matter is revealed? It's too stiff, it won't do you any good!" Jian Wuwu couldn't bear it anymore and said in a low voice.

"Smack!"

"Don't talk nonsense!Lift the storage bag and give it to me, and if you anger the master, you will kill you directly!"

"Don't ...... Don't be impulsive!I'll hand over the storage bag to Senior Brother!" Jian Wuwu was really frightened, his face turned pale with a crying voice, and he hurriedly took out the storage bag on his waist, and at the same time lifted the confession and handed it to Xia Qi.

"There are a lot of good things!"

Xia Qi showed a surprised look on his face, the pills in the storage bag and so on, there are a lot of them, and the quality is not bad, I am afraid that even ordinary foundation building period monks are also such a net worth!

............

"Who's making a noise here?"

When Xia Qi, who got the storage bag and had just put it away, hadn't figured out how to take advantage of his absolute safety during this time to torture the sword without worry, in order to repay the torture of his hands here, in the sky, a majestic shout had already penetrated his ears like thunder!

"Whew!"

The strong wind was howling, the light was flickering, and in the sky, five figures stepped on the sword, whistling, and landed straight into the courtyard, before Xia Qi could see the other party's face clearly, he had already arrived in front of him!

The five figures landed, rolling up the dust and fallen leaves in the courtyard, dressed in a green robe, with three sharp swords embroidered on the robe, and he was a law enforcement disciple of the Sanxiao Sword Sect!

The five of them were all cultivating in the foundation building period, and their whole bodies were full of momentum, and before they were ready, Xia Qi had already felt a huge pressure, and the true yuan in his body was only slightly better.

"Senior Brother Worry-free?!Bold, who are you? Why don't you let go of Senior Brother Worry-free!"

When the five of them saw the situation in the courtyard clearly, the leading law enforcement disciple suddenly looked startled, his eyes were cold, his sword was unsheathed, and he pointed at Xia Qi from afar, and shouted violently!

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face.

"Who dares to come over and kill him!"

Xia Qi slapped him directly, and sure enough, Jian Wuwu's fame was big enough, and his life was at stake, and he suppressed everyone at once, and the five disciples of the foundation building period were all shocked, but they didn't dare to take another step forward!

"Hurry up and inform the Sect Master!"

Jian Wuwu was about to cry, the hot pain on his face was still a trivial matter, but being slapped in front of him made him feel like he was hitting the wall!

"Huh!"

Before the words fell, Xia Qi felt that the strong wind was blowing in his ears, and a figure flashed like lightning, he grabbed it in his hand, and the sword holding the sword around his neck had disappeared!

"Who is it?!"

Xia Qi's heart was cold, and he shouted angrily! There is no Jian Wuxian present at this time, others don't know his importance, if he slaughters himself with a knife, he will die too unjustly!

"Hmph, what are you doing here?"

In the courtyard, there was a middle-aged man in purple robe with a majestic face, snorted coldly, and suddenly everyone felt a momentum like a mountain, rushing towards them, making people almost can't help but kneel!

"I've seen the Sect Master!"

Except for Xia Qi, a group of people knelt down one after another, shouting in horror, but the purple-robed middle-aged man set his eyes on Xia Qi's body.

"Meet the Master!"

In the midst of everyone's cannibalistic appearance, Xia Qi also knelt down, and at the same time spoke respectfully in his mouth, this opening, a group of monks in the courtyard were stunned, and even the sword Wuwu who was held in the hand by Jian Wuxian was also stunned!

The person who snatched the sword without worrying was the sect leader of the Three Heavens Sword Sect, the sword innocent!

"You all stand down, you guys stay!"

Jian Wuxian swept past Xia Qi, a trace of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes, but in a flash, he turned his head and waved his hand to the guards and the five law enforcement disciples at the door, asking them to leave here.

Seeing the appearance of Jian Wuxie, and Xia Qi calling Jian Wuxian also a master, the few monks who still followed Jian Wuxian at this moment all turned extremely pale, without a trace of blood!

Both of them were the head disciples, and a few ordinary Qi Cultivation Stage disciples could join in, what good results could they have? Thinking of Jian Wuxie's ruthless treatment of the enemy, the five Qi Cultivation Stage disciples couldn't help but shudder!

"What happened, you tell me honestly!" Jian Wuxie's eyes were cold, and he fell on the monk who had broken his right leg by Xia Qi, and said coldly.