Nine Realms Sword Master

"Asshole! How mean

Angelica Heart angry, how can be reconciled? I want to stab the white night with my sword. At this time, a dark figure suddenly rushes out, and a palm shakes to the heart of Angelica dahurica.

Bang!

Angelica Heart flew out, fell outside the door, the corners of the mouth have blood.

The white night was stunned. After fixing my eyes, I found that the black figure was actually a wooden man, and it was also a dark wooden man...

"if you don't leave the arena, follow the rules of the gate, do your cultivation, and roll away!" The voice was angry.

"You wait!"

The four people are unwilling to leave.

The wooden man retreated.

White night staring at the shadow of the wooden man leaving, the heart surging waves.

"Is that a wooden man? But why is the breath so strong? "

Continue to practice, white night with a wooden sword to the depth of the wooden room, wooden man did not get the mark, but first got the impression of several people of Angelica dahurica. Everyone in the wooden room can only enter once a day. According to the rules, they can only come in the next day.

Because today is the day of Mo Qinghong's booking, there are no other disciples in the Muren room except Muren.

But before long, a lot of footfalls came from the door. When I looked at her in the daytime, she saw that she was coming here with a large number of disciples.

Everyone is a soul force disorderly swing, murderous, arrogant.

"All enter the wooden house and find out the white night! Come on Angelica Heart angry cry, the voice spread throughout the whole wooden room.

"Yes, sister!"

The disciples led the pendants and rushed inside with wooden swords, which were dozens of people.

White night heart a smile, this wooden man strength is not strong, is worried not enough soul refining.

As soon as he was urged by his soul, he stepped back to the depth of the wooden man's room.

Although there are many people on the other side, the wooden man in the wooden man's room is a great hindrance to these disciples. Once they get close, the wooden man will launch an attack. He will be alone in the daytime and cooperate with the "startling Hong's footwork", but he can shuttle freely among the wooden figures.

He fixed his eyes on a disciple who was entangled by the wooden man, touched it quietly, saw the opportunity, and stabbed him with a sword.

Click.

Mark it to your hand.

"Go away!" A disciple on the other side immediately chopped his sword, and the soul power on the sword rattled.

But the person is directly backward, dodging at the same time, the flash sword Jue attacks again.

Another mark.

"Disciple Wang he exits!"

"Disciple Zhang Bin exits!"

In the wooden man's room, there was a deep and serious voice.

...

...

on the quiet path, Mo Qinghong walked wearily with a bundle of herbs in his hand, which was a reward for completing the mission of the clan.

"Well? Where are you going, Xiao Lin? "

Mo Qinghong's vision is far away from two younger martial brothers who have been following him for many years. Seeing them in a hurry, he asked.

"It's senior brother Mo!"

"Elder martial brother Mo, you are coming. Go to the wooden house and have a look." They cried with bitter faces.

"Wooden house? What's the matter? " Mo Qinghong is stunned. He knows that today is the day when he takes over the wooden house. However, it is OK for Bai Zhi Xin to do it. It should not be wrong.

"Elder martial brother Mo, someone is making trouble in the wooden room. All our people have been cleared out. Elder martial sister Bai is gathering people!"

Mo Qinghong's face was gloomy: "who dares to make trouble when I pack the wooden house? Even the elder martial brother of the inner school has to give me some thin noodles! Let's go and have a look with me

"If elder martial brother Mo goes, there will be nothing wrong." They were overjoyed.

When the three rushed to the wooden room, they saw dozens of people standing outside the wooden room, and they were all his people.

"What's the matter? Why are you all out? "

Mo Qinghong rushed over and yelled.

"Elder martial brother Mo, the boy in the white night... Occupied the wooden house!" A disciple came running with a bitter face.

"With whom did he occupy the wooden house?" Mo Qinghong asked.

"No one, just him." the man's voice trembled.

After this, Mo Qinghong was stunned for a moment, and then he slapped him in the face.

Bang!

People were shocked and looked at, and their faces were aggrieved.

"It's all rubbish, it's all rice! So many people can't solve it by one person

Mo Qinghong roared.

"White night is too cunning. He relies on the wooden men in the wooden house to fight against us. Even if there are many people, we do not have an advantage." Angelica Heart pale face came over, said in a low voice.

Mo Qinghong is furious. If this incident is spread out, how can he stand in juehun sect in the future?

Bang.

When the door of the wooden man's room opened, he saw that he walked out leisurely in the daytime. He had a bag in his hand, and the inside was bulging. It was the "Dharma soul pill" that was exchanged.

"So many people?" The white night glanced at the crowd."Damn it!"

The disciples gathered around immediately.

"The wooden house is a very important place, no mischief is allowed!"

A cold drink rang out in the wooden man's room, and everyone trembled and scattered.

Mo Qinghong stepped over, and his face was livid.

"You have seed

"Are you blind? Can I be a man without seed? " The white night ignores the way.

"Good!" Mo Qinghong nodded again and again: "I will tear you down personally in the future! I'm going to use your life to stand up for me

Mo Qinghong gnashed his teeth.

"See if you have the ability."

As if nothing happened in the white night, he took the "Dharma soul pill" and walked toward the back mountain.

There are more than 300 Dharma soul pills in this bag. If it hadn't been exchanged to the upper limit, the daytime would not have come out of the wooden room so quickly. Thanks to Bai Zhixin, she brought a vote of people to send the mark, which saved a lot of time.

After the war, the white night was once again famous for its popularity. Both the outer and inner disciples, and even the elders and patriarchs have heard of it.

In the wooden house, one man alone fought dozens of people and returned home with a great victory. Who can match this remarkable achievement?

More than 300 Dharma soul pills are absorbed one by one in the white night, and the body is filled with dryness and heat. Ordinary disciples don't have many Dharma soul pills in a year. Mo Qinghong occupied the wooden room for three days and got the pills and gave them to other disciples. It's good to have dozens of Dharma soul pills. If you swallow 300 pills at a time like white night, no disciple in juehun sect has this treatment.

After a while, he felt that his body was boiling hot and could no longer swallow it, otherwise it would cause a load on his body.

He pulled out the soft sword from his waist and practiced the "flash sword rhyme" and "startling Hong footwork" to release the accumulated energy in his body.

In accordance with this trend, it will be sooner or later to enter the seventh level of the spiritual state.

While practicing martial arts in the daytime, the sound of rustling came from the side.

"Who?" Drink in the daytime.

There was a little silence in the Bush, and then some young faces peeped out quietly.

The white night was stunned. These people were less than 20 years old, similar to their own age. However, their clothes were very new and they were all new disciples.

"Good morning, master." The leader was a young man with dark skin and short stature. He said tightly: "I... my name is Zhang Dazhuang. We are all disciples who have been in the sect for less than a year."

Zhang Dazhuang? Such a thin body, really with Zhuang pull up.

"Why are you hiding?" Asked the white night.

"We... We want to talk to you." Zhang Dazhuang whispered.

"With me?" The white night was stupefied.

"Yes..." Zhang Dazhuang scratched his head and said shyly, "you are not on the list of dragon and tiger, but you dare to fight against the elder martial brothers and sisters on the list of dragon and tiger. We just want to follow you, and hope you can take us in..."

so these guys are looking for backers...

"are you wrong? They are all classmates, How to take in? If you want to find a backer, there are many experts in the clan. Why do you come to me? " Shake your head at night.

"There are many masters in the clan, but... They don't want to take us in, because we are just beginning, and our strength is low. They don't look up to them. Almost everyone in the Dragon Tiger list has recruited a group of experts from the same sect to occupy the resources of the clan. We new disciples can't enjoy the cultivation resources at all, and our strength will become lower and lower. So, we want to follow you and fight against them, There may be a time when we seize resources. "

Zhang said bravely.

When the white night glanced at these people, they all looked forward to it.

However, white night is a troublesome person, such a group of people, once they really become their backers, they will not have a stable life in the future.

He shook his head. "You'd better find someone else."

After that, he left, ignoring Zhang Dazhuang and others' appeals, leaving countless disappointed faces.

It is said that the juehun clan abides by morality and respects benevolence and righteousness. Now it seems that what is said outside is not true. No matter which sect it is, the law of the jungle cannot be avoided.

However, white night does not resent it. After all, this is the case in the world. If Jue Hun Zong takes care of these people in every way, once they leave the sect, they will die without a whole body and be buried in the cruel world.

The storm of wooden house can not last long, because people's eyes are focused on the dragon and tiger platform.

The five-day period soon arrived. Early in the morning, the dragon and tiger terrace was full of disciples. In addition to the disciples who were watching the fun, there were also several groups of people. One group was the experienced disciple headed by Mo Qinghong, and the other was the new disciple led by Zhang Dazhuang. It seems that they still don't give up.

Mo Qinghong stood in front of the stage with his sword order closed.

During this period of time, rumors about Mo Qinghong and white night have swept the whole sect. The contradiction between them has become a hot topic among disciples. However, people are more curious about the white night.

What strength is mo Qinghong? People know that the belly is clear, but this white night, who is the character? Dare to provoke him?"Well, did you hear that? The day before yesterday, the guy who called the white night picked elder martial sister Bai Zhixin in the wooden man room. They were more than 50 people! "

"I've heard that it's said that the white night guy used the wooden man in the wooden man's room to fight guerrillas. This man's good body method took advantage of the big advantage, and they were defeated by elder martial sister Bai."

"Hehe, he is not so lucky today. Elder martial brother Mo is so angry that he will not show mercy today. I'm afraid he will give his life here in the white night."

"It doesn't have to be. You know, the white night killed Guan Chengfei easily! Strength is not simple. "

Four weeks of people whispered and talked.

Angelica dahurica in the crowd looks ugly, staring at the path coldly, looking forward to the arrival of that person.

But after a long time, the white night still disappeared.

The disciples are also quite strange.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

"It's not that guy who's scared to hide?"

"Ah, if he breaks the contract, elder martial brother Mo can handle him at will. If he violates the agreement between the dragon and the tiger, he will be rejected. In this way, he will only die more miserably. "

There is humanity,

but just as we were questioning, a figure appeared on the path.

Everyone looked at it.

"It's white night!"

"Here he is!"

There was a constant clamor.

Zhang Dazhuang and others happily ran over there.

"Elder martial brother Bai, you've come. We thought..."

"Dazhuang, what are you talking about? Why didn't senior brother Bai come?"

Zhang Dazhuang was about to say something, but immediately stopped talking, and the man next to him quickly took it.

"Why are you here? I said, if you want to find a backer, you should look for someone else. "

The white night glanced at them, and without too much attention, went straight to the dragon and tiger platform.

Zhang Dazhuang and others simply and honestly smile, but did not leave, along with the company.

The crowd separated automatically and their eyes swept over the night.

Mo Qinghong coldly stares at the white night, the corner of his mouth raises a ferocious smile.

"Take a good breath. You may not be able to breathe later." When the voice fell, he threw the sword order over.