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

A group of close disciples gathered together for a heated discussion, but they all thought that what they said was correct and that other people's suggestions were rubbish.

As a result, they started arguing while discussing.

After all, everyone here is a genius from their respective sects. When it comes to fighting, they are quite good at it, but when it comes to playing tricks, they can only be regarded as a group of naive people.

After all, even the more intelligent disciples would never do such a sinister thing.

They are not that immoral.

But they have to admit that they seem to have lost in the field of fighting, which they are good at.

The demon clan's young master is at the late Nascent Soul stage, and none of the sword cultivators present are his match. Only Yu Heng and Xu Xingmu can barely hold their own together.

Xu Xingmu, who had just broken through the Nascent Soul stage and hadn't had time to show off for a few days, held his sword listlessly: "I hate them."

Can't beat, angry.

Ye Sui'an sighed: "I miss my junior sister so much."

If Gu Xia were here, he would definitely be able to trick this lousy young master of the demon clan into leaving nothing behind.

The other disciples looked a little more subtle.

So this is how you ruined Gu Xia's reputation when she was not around?

The Taiyi Sect’s main focus is on hurting each other.

How terrifying!

However, everyone in the Lingjian Sect also became dispirited.

They miss their senior brother too.

Just when everyone was feeling listless, there was a sudden shouting sound from outside. Upon listening carefully, it was the arrogant laughter of the young master of the demon clan.

"You lackeys of the righteous path, come out now, if you have the guts."

"What about the future of the cultivation world? I think it's nothing special. It's better to just find a tree and bang your head against it and die. It will save me a lot of effort."

At the same time, it was accompanied by the deafening roars of other monsters.

The cries were louder and louder, as piercing as ten thousand ducks quacking in your ears.

Passed on personally: "..."

Damn it, I really want to kill this stupid dog.

Yu Heng was a man of bad temper and couldn't stand it any more, so he rushed out angrily holding the Fuyao sword.

Cen Huan: "..." Worried that her stubborn junior fellow apprentice would be slapped to death by the other party, she and the remaining two junior fellow apprentices also hurriedly chased after him.

The girl thought expressionlessly that she would beat him up when she got back.

The demon kings of the demon clan who came this time were all at the Nascent Soul stage, wreaking havoc in the cultivators' territory, but the feeling that they were helpless made them feel so good.

As we all know, most of the demons don't have much brains. Even though the demon kings who came this time, led by the young master of the demon clan, seem to be a little smarter, it cannot change this indisputable fact.

They didn't even think about it. If they hadn't started a massacre that caused rivers of blood to flow in the world of cultivation, how could the leaders of the five sects just sit there and watch?

And now, after all, they are only causing trouble in the territory of the aristocratic families. Those old-fashioned people are too concerned about their reputation to ask for help from the Five Sects, as if they would be inferior to the Five Sects if they spoke first.

But the arrival of so many direct disciples did relieve a lot of pressure.

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Yu Heng rushed out with a huff, stepping on the spirit sword, with his hands across his chest and his chin raised high, looking down at the demon tribe opposite him and letting out a cold laugh: "Ha."

"Who do you think you are? How dare you shout in our territory?"

As for the fact that this place was not the territory of the Five Sects but of an aristocratic family, he had long forgotten about it.

He naturally thought that this was the world of cultivation, and naturally would not allow these idiot monsters to show off their power here.

Seeing that a direct disciple finally showed up, the demon clan's young master rolled his eyes and said with contempt: "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be my defeated opponent."

"Do you need me to help you recall the feeling of being pierced through the chest last time?"

He was talking about what happened a few days ago when Yu Heng was at a disadvantage when fighting with him and almost had his heart ripped out by the young master of the demon clan with a claw.

If Xu Xingmu hadn't slashed down with his sword to deflect the attack, Yu Heng would have probably gone to report to the King of Hell by now.

Cen Huan, who followed behind, narrowed his eyes and looked extremely cold: "It's true. It's really annoying."

"Indeed." Ye Sui'an confirmed her words with a smile.

Yu Heng, who was ridiculed, said bluntly: "So what? You are so much older than me, old man. If you can't beat me again, shouldn't you reflect on how useless you are?"

Xu Xingmu patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "Awesome."

Didn’t you see that the face of the young master of the demon tribe opposite has become as black as the bottom of a pot?

The young master of the demon clan looked very unhappy after being called an old thing.

Judging from the age concept of their demon race using the judgment standards of human cultivators, he is indeed much older than this group of disciples.

But it shouldn't be considered an 'old thing', right?

He glanced at them coldly, thinking that they were just a bunch of little brats, nothing to be afraid of.

"Where is the disciple named Gu Xia among you?"

The demon clan's young master said bluntly: "Let her come out and die to apologize for her crime, and I might let you go."

"???"

Not to mention the direct teaching, even those from the aristocratic families were shocked.

Do these demons know what they are talking about?

"Huh?!" As expected, Yu Heng's mind was full of question marks. He looked him up and down and retorted: "What kind of toads are you? Why should Gu Xia die to apologize for your crime? Is it because you are ugly or because you have beautiful dreams?"

Gu Xia is a member of their direct teaching team.

No matter what happened in private, she was not here at the moment and was bullied by a demon.

The young master of the demon clan: "???"

The information is wrong.

Isn’t it said that these disciples have very bad relationships among themselves?

This doesn't look like it at all.

Xu Xingmu and Ye Sui'an looked at each other, a little confused.

It seems like they were not given the opportunity to perform.

Both sides disliked each other and started fighting again after a disagreement.

At the same time, Gu Xia and his group, who were ruthlessly sent out by their own elders, were already on their way.

Except for Chu Xianyin, their team is a complete group of swordsmen.

Because they had to fly the sword, several people from Qingyun Sect looked at each other for a moment.

Gu Lanyi glanced at her. Logically speaking, he was the eldest senior brother, so it was nothing wrong for him to bring his own junior sister with him.

But he had never carried anyone on his spirit sword before, so his expression was a little stiff.

How to bring it?

Xie Baiyi stepped on his sword with a cold face.

He had never even taken his own junior sister on board, let alone junior sisters from other sects.

Gu Xia, not knowing what they were thinking, ran excitedly in front. Her mind was filled with the word "gift".

There is no need to think about it. Based on the wealth of the Gu family in the illusion, the things that Gu Lanyi can give away are definitely not ordinary items.

If all else fails, I could give her some spirit stones or spirit crystals or something like that.

There is no way. Ever since the family fortune was squandered by the two little ones, Gu Xia’s pockets are now cleaner than his face.

She was immersed in her own fantasy for a while, wondering why the others were so quiet as if they were dead, and turned her head to look over.

I immediately understood the problem.

A bunch of straight men.

Gu Xia couldn't help but complain in his heart, then he stretched out his hand to Chu Xianyin and smiled brightly: "Let me pick you up."

"Trust me, I'm very experienced."

After all, he had been carrying his two senior brothers around many times before.

Of course, there is no need to talk about this kind of thing specifically.

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