I dress up as a villain lady and you call me the light of righteousness?

The little sword might have really broken through. Su Zuo called out a few times, but it didn't make any move.

Su Zuo even suspected that it had fainted from anger.

Layer Xiaojian said: "Where's that little broken sword? Come out and make a couple of gestures."

"You are the little Broken Sword!"

Xiaojian's voice was extremely excited, and he turned to Su Zui and said in disbelief, "Is it crazy? It recognizes you as its master?! So careless?"

"Isn't it a divine sword? Where is the dignity of the divine sword?"

"It still wants to kill you, Su Zuo, do you want such a terrifying sword?!"

"..."

Su Zuo narrowed her eyes, listening to Xiaojian's childish voice breaking through her mind, and sighed: "I'm innocent too, okay..."

Layer Xiaojian recognized its master so quickly that she almost didn't notice it herself.

Su Zuo coaxed the sword spirit half-heartedly. Listening to the incompetent and furious voice of the Sun Moon Sword, Layer Xiao Jian trembled slightly and its sword energy became more fierce.

Xiaojian suddenly calmed down: "Is it funny?"

Layer Xiaojian: "You are quite good at telling jokes."

Xiao Jian was excited: "Su Zuo! Look at it!"

Su Zuo was busy killing ghosts: "Okay, okay..."

Why is she, a clean and honest person, always faced with scenes like a fire in the backyard?

Others didn't understand how anxious Su Zuo was right now, they could only see her increasingly mellow and proficient sword skills.

The ghostly figure was vulnerable to her sword.

Just when many people thought the situation was settled, ghost cultivators appeared again, appearing one after another and appearing and disappearing.

The ghost energy in the Sword Valley is strong, but everyone's attention is on the everlasting sword power in the ghost mist. Facing the dangerous pursuit and interception of ghost cultivators and fierce ghosts, the sword power has the potential to sweep away thousands of armies.

"It's really the way to subvert the gods..."

"Absolutely, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to remain undefeated for so long under the siege of ghost energy."

"She can adapt so quickly to using the divine sword as if she were using her arms and fingers. It seems that her usual sword must also be extraordinary."

"But isn't she a swordsman?"

Someone in the sound transmission room glanced at Cheng Qingqing and guessed: "Qing'er is so calm, she must have known that she is a sword cultivator."

"What kind of friends did Qing'er make! Such a monster!"

The ghost cultivator, who stayed away from the incident for the time being, stared at Su Zuo with a serious expression and fanned his robe sleeves.

Chao Xu, who was about to escape, immediately hit the ground and turned around to see the ghost cultivator's condescending gaze.

"You didn't say that these families are related to Fushen Dao."

Originally, their methods were easy to deal with such a small group of people.

But it was different when a Shinto sword cultivator who could use the divine sword appeared halfway. The scene suddenly changed from plotting to seeking death.

Chao Xu stood up calmly: "I don't know either!"

He pointed at the ghosts that were disappearing in the middle of the battle, gritted his teeth and said: "How dare you be afraid of such a young monk? Her cultivation level is obviously mediocre!"

The ghost cultivator twitched the corners of his lips: "It's no good? You said that the sword can reach the world, but it's no good?"

Chao Xu's voice became much weaker: "After all, he is just a sixth-level martial master..."

This situation doesn't sound like a threat.

Gui Xiu was extremely angry: "Do you think she looks like a normal martial arts master? Huh?"

The way of swordsmanship has reached the realm of 'sword reaches the heaven and earth', which is already a powerful killing weapon far superior to the same level, not to mention that the spiritual energy in the earth veins is being used by her.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Fu Shen Dao's restraint on souls is specialized in killing ghosts and gods. Who doesn't know that the last time Fu Shen Dao was famous in the ghost realm was because it destroyed a ghost city?

There have always been many such deeds. If it weren't for the fact that there were only a few monks who could master the divine way, it would not be certain whether the ghost realm still exists today.

Chao Xu's eyes were horrified, and the invisible force sent him to the hands of the ghost cultivator. The man of the ghost cultivator held his collar and said gloomily, "It's because of your Chao family that you failed to return this time. You must wait for me." An explanation.”

He waved his hand, and the fierce ghosts in the battle suddenly became even more crazy, while the ghost cultivators in white robes retreated one after another.

"They're going to run!"

shouted a monk.

At this time, the scene was reversed. The ghost cultivator came with murderous intent and caught them off guard. Now they were left in a state of confusion when they fled.

Su Zuo could influence the situation of the battle, but he couldn't kill them all immediately. He could only kill one more and count them all.

After a while, she was a little puzzled: "Aren't they going to leave? Why didn't they leave?"

The ghost cultivators did not leave for a long time, Chao Xu's hands began to shake, and the space magic weapon originally controlled by him showed no response, as if he was trapped in it intentionally.

Ghost Xiu's expression also changed.

Layer Xiaojian murmured: "They can't leave."

"Heritage appears."

Su Zuo was surprised: "The inheritance is not your responsibility?"

Layer Xiaojian said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's not under my control, I'm just a sword."

Su Zuo: "Then you drag so many people here..."

Layer Xiaojian: "Beat me."

Su Zuo: "..."

The sword intent spreads in this valley, which is completely different from before.

The sword intention deliberately released by Layer Xiao Sword can make the human body feel the extreme sharpness. This sword intention is crushing and powerful. The momentum has no edge, but it makes people unable to resist the thought, just like a mortal will not dream of reaching the sky in one step. .

When the sword intention appeared, the ghost cultivator disappeared little by little.

The speed is neither fast nor slow, and they can even see their own limbs gradually being annihilated.

Chao Xu was left where he was, looking horrified.

Seeing the fate of those ghost cultivators, the expressions of many young people who did not change color even in the face of blood and severed limbs became a little stiff.

A female silhouette appeared in the air, lazily admonishing: "Don't panic, it's just a minor accident."

She said it was an accident, but actually her tone sounded more like it was intentional.

"I've met His Holiness."

The monk who recognized this phantom saluted alertly, followed by the sound of salutes one after another.

Su Zuo also learned the identity of this woman, but Layer Xiaojian did not show any excitement at meeting its owner.

The phantom stretched out its hand, and Layer Sky Sword flew into her hand, as quiet as a chicken.

The Venerable knocked on the hilt of the sword and looked at Su Zuo.

Everyone's hearts were aroused. Did His Holiness fall in love with her?

But it's understandable. After all, she is the best in the game. Even if she doesn't count the advantage of overcoming Shinto, her swordsmanship talent is quite amazing.

"You are not my descendant."

Venerable Ling Shuang said calmly, "I can't pass it on to you unless you are willing to worship me as your teacher."

Everyone: "..."

Isn’t this what it means to give?

To become a disciple, you have to have a inheritance, and everyone knows how to choose... Why doesn't this good thing happen to them?

Su Zuo saluted and said, "Without the great love of my seniors, I dare not become another master."

This is rejection.

As soon as her words came out, many people widened their eyes in surprise and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Many monks who are descendants of the Venerable have even more complicated expressions.

Even the Venerable dared to refuse. Who is this man’s master?

Faced with the temptation of inheritance, you can still make such a choice. How determined is it to do this?

The hostility in some monks' hearts was immediately extinguished, leaving only a cold sobriety.

Even if such a person takes the inheritance... their family will not dare to find trouble.