There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

It would have been better if it didn't show up, but several sword spirits appeared together.

Xing Lan, who was originally bored, suddenly became energetic.

It first politely greeted Gu Xia warmly, "Hello, Junior Sister. My name is Xing Lan."

Then, before Gu Xia could react, he stood in front of Fu Sheng and asked, "Are you Junior Sister's sword spirit?"

"Hey, bro, wanna have a competition?"

Wuque, who had just come over, paused.

Why does this sound so familiar?

Gu Xia exclaimed.

Good guy.

A little polite, but not much.

Fusheng looked at it with disdain and kicked it apart.

"roll!"

Xing Lanjian came closer with determination, "I'm serious."

"Let's have a fight. Whoever wins will be the boss among the sword spirits."

This immature remark caused all the spirit swords present to express their dissatisfaction.

The rest of the spirit swords that hadn't yet transformed jumped out and beat it up when they caught it.

Qu Yimian's frail body stood there, being completely ignored. She shouted angrily, "Enough! You've gone too far!"

Before she finished her words, Fusheng raised his hand and a lightning arc hit her arm, causing a crackling electric current. The pain was so severe that she quickly took out the pill and swallowed it.

"What are you barking about?" Fusheng glanced at her coldly. He had no good feelings towards this female cultivator who had been going crazy time and time again.

Qu Yimian's face turned pale and he looked at the hot-tempered sword spirit with some fear.

Lightning-attribute attacks are extremely unbearable for anyone who falls upon them.

The two sides stopped talking and surrounded the man and the ghost, with their spirit swords pointing at them.

The Ghost Lord looked gloomily at his disciples who were surrounding him.

A group of things that don’t know how to live or die.

It was afraid of the unknown brick in Gu Xia's hand, but that didn't mean these ants could act so unruly in front of it.

Cold ghostly energy gathered from all directions, and in the inky black mass was mixed with the screams of ghosts and wolves howling, which sounded extremely creepy.

Dozens of ghost hands descended from the sky like a tidal wave, trying to beat them into meat patties.

The Jinghong sword was unsheathed, and dozens of sword shadows appeared instantly and then merged into one. The sword light was snow-white and the sword energy was like a rainbow.

The sword fell, raising a large cloud of dust, and everyone present could hardly open their eyes.

There was no emotion in the young man's eyes. Wind blades came rapidly, trapping the ghost master tightly in the sword wind.

Seeing this, Gu Xia sighed softly, "The ruthless way is so terrifying!"

With such strong murderous intent, if Xie Baiyi's cultivation level hadn't been so low, he would have been able to send the Ghost Lord back to his happy home with just one sword.

She tilted her head, and her long sword was as powerful as thunder, intercepting Qu Yimian's spiritual sword that was trying to attack by surprise.

Yu Heng was furious and kicked her hard, "I knew she was not a good person!"

He actually wanted to sneak attack his senior brother? Unforgivable!

Blood was flowing from the corners of Qu Yimian's lips. She was angry and noisy, "Yu Heng!"

"Why are you calling me dad?" I have to say, no wonder Gu Xia likes to be their dad so much, it makes him feel so good just by talking nonsense.

Qu Yimian bit her lower lip tightly, her tone accusing, "I'm a girl, how could you be so harsh on me?"

"So what?" Yu Heng looked at her strangely, "You are standing on the opposite side of us, why can't I hit you?"

He has no moral integrity at all.

In Yu Heng's eyes, there are only two types of people in the world.

His senior brother, and others.

so--

"I'm going to beat you up! What do you want?"

……

The ghost master had no time to stand up for Qu Yimian at the moment as he could hardly protect himself.

Originally, it didn't take this group of Jindan Yuanying ghosts seriously at all, but in the fight just now, it was repeatedly thrown and beaten by Gu Xia's sword spirit and the contracted beast, and Gu Xia also hit it with more than a dozen bricks.

Even its expression changed at this moment.

But Gu Xia's ability to seize opportunities to launch sneak attacks is simply driving ghosts crazy. If you are not careful, you will be hit by a brick.

Gu Xia was also very happy.

If she had known earlier that this thing was so useful in restraining ghosts, would she have been beaten into such a state?

Don’t worry about what it looks like, as long as it works.

In the face of physical attacks, everything is just nonsense.

Cen Huan was caught off guard for a moment and a wisp of ghostly energy invaded his consciousness, and he stood there in a daze for a while.

The Yinshuang sword in her hand fell to the ground, and the girl lowered her head, her body motionless.

Seeing this, a big hand quickly grabbed her.

But in the next second, Xie Baiyi coldly cut it in half.

He frowned, realizing that something was wrong with his junior sister, and subconsciously wanted to move forward to check.

A vine flashed by, his pupils shrank, and he barely turned sideways to avoid the vine that was almost hitting his chest, and looked back.

The sword energy takes shape, and Cen Huan has the root of wood spirit.

But her condition was obviously not right, very wrong.

Gu Xia noticed what the two were doing, glanced over here, then patted him on the shoulder, "Let me do it."

"You come?" Xie Baiyi's face showed obvious disbelief, "Can you do it?"

Gu Xia clicked his tongue, "Can you talk? As a sword cultivator, you can never say no!"

"..."

Seeing her confident and arrogant look, Xie Baiyi temporarily suppressed his doubts and gave the stage to Gu Xia, "Then you come?"

Let her come if she wants.

Gu Xia flashed over and quickly clamped Cen Huan who was about to attack her. After her spiritual sense detected a trace of ghostly aura, she raised her eyebrows.

I didn’t expect that this ghost lord could control the minds of cultivators.

She raised her hand and hit him with a brick, and Cen Huan's eyes immediately became clear.

"What's wrong with me?" She asked subconsciously, and then she felt her head buzzing, so she reached out and touched it, "Why does my head hurt so much?"

Who hit her on the head secretly?

Gu Xia said, "I did it."

"???"

She briefly explained what had just happened and successfully received a complicated look from the other party.

Cen Huan hesitated, "Although I am grateful to you, there is no need to be so cruel."

Her head is still buzzing.

Gu Xia felt guilty for a moment. Wasn't she afraid that if she went too easy she wouldn't be able to extract the ghost energy?

In order to avoid the other person's condemning eyes, she quickly turned her head and said, "Be careful not to be contaminated by ghost energy. It can control the mind."

The disciples' expressions suddenly became stern.

Seeing that his little trick was exposed by Gu Xia, the Ghost Lord immediately became angry and rushed towards her with his mouth wide open.

Just as Gu Xia was about to raise his hand to slap it, he saw the other party feint and pounce towards the talisman cultivators who were slightly behind.

Good guy.

Gu Xia couldn't help but sigh, he finally understood Sun Tzu's Art of War.

"Third senior brother, be careful!"

She raised her voice to remind him, and then thrust the brick at the other party. She turned around and drew out the Fu Sheng Sword, and chopped it down fiercely. The cold sword energy went straight towards Qu Yimian.

Damn it, I didn’t want to deal with her, but it turns out it’s still not over.

You think you're great because you have so many spiritual weapons, right?

He's addicted to sneak attacks.

Yu Heng didn't take her seriously at all, and was almost stabbed through by the magic sword just now.

Fortunately, Gu Xia blocked it with a sword.

The boy was furious and punched her in the stomach, "You're not fucking done yet, are you?"

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