The villain's pet apprentice sister is not to be trifled with

Si Qingyu said to He Huaishu with a hint of sneer in his voice, "I'm sorry, I really disappoint you. Not only am I not dead, I'm alive and well, and I think I can definitely live longer than you and your junior sister combined."

Hearing this, Tan Ce frowned and looked at Si Qingyu unhappily, "Third Senior Sister, we were once from the same school. Isn't it too much for you to say this?"

Si Qingyu felt sick when he heard Tan Ce talking, and cursed him directly, "Get lost! We were once fellow disciples, we were once fellow disciples, what the hell are we talking about fellow disciples!

You never treated me as your senior sister before, and I, whether in the past or now, have never looked down on you, a stupid licker! "

Tan Ce was so angry that he drew his sword without caring about anything and pointed the tip of the sword at Si Qingyu.

The next moment, Tan Ce saw his sword being broken in half with his bare hands by a baby-faced boy beside Si Qingyu, leaving less than one-third of the sword.

He looked at the sharp blade of the broken sword, and then looked at the young man's hands, which did not show any blood from the cuts. He panicked.

Tan Ce swallowed hard and slowly calmed himself down, not showing any fear in front of his junior sister.

He didn't expect that there was such a master beside Si Qingyu. For a moment, Tan Ce didn't dare to continue to provoke him and looked at his senior brother He Huaishu.

He Huaishu, who was in the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, had already quietly released the pressure of his spiritual force field to test Si Qingyu and his group.

However, the opponent did not seem to be suppressed at all, and even showed signs of surpassing him.

This made He Huaishu feel very surprised and unhappy.

The swordsman standing next to Si Qingyu had unfathomable skills.

Not only that swordsman, but also the young man who broke Tan Ce's sword with his bare hands should not be underestimated.

Moreover, this secret realm was filled with poisonous miasma. They were all affected by the toxins in the miasma. Their spiritual powers had been weakened and their consciousness was somewhat turbulent.

But Si Qingyu and his group looked normal and relaxed, some even had a slight smile on their faces, and they didn't seem to be affected at all.

Nangong Chiyang rarely had any expression on his face, but at this moment, he did have a slight smile on his face.

From the moment he met his junior sister, she was a polite, gentle girl who could cook and needed protection. This was his entire impression of Si Qingyu.

Until just now, when Si Qingyu controlled the talisman and attacked the bastards of Dingkun Sect, he thought it was quite interesting, even... more interesting than going out to fight.

Chi Baobao felt the same way. It was fun, he was happy, and he felt inexplicably refreshed, so he laughed naturally.

Si Qingyu felt the contest between He Huaishu and Nangong Chiyang in cultivation, and discovered that Nangong Chiyang was actually better than He Huaishu. She felt it was really great to be carried away.

Ying Tianxing was also enjoying it, and felt that since he had a little junior sister, his sect's daily life had become much more exciting.

"What are you looking at? My senior brother is so powerful. He can blow your dog heads off!" Si Qingyu took advantage of his master's power and roared at He Huaishu and the others in a domineering manner.

He Huaishu glanced at Si Qingyu with a complicated expression. He didn't know why, but when he heard Si Qingyu call them senior brothers, he felt inexplicably angry and lost, and there was an inexplicable fire in his heart. In short, it was hard to explain.

He Huaishu said to Chu Han and Tan Ce, "Don't bother with them anymore. Let's consume this dragon tail snake as quickly as possible, then deal with it and find the next one. We need to be quick."

As soon as He Huaishu finished speaking, Chu Han was about to capture another monk and drain his blood to feed the snake.

Nangong Chiyang swung out his sword again. Chu Han felt the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power, so he had to swing his sword to block it and let go of the cultivator he was holding.

Seeing this, the remaining monks who were captured by Dingkun Sect and had talismans affixed to them showed hope in their eyes.

Will these high-level monks who suddenly appear save them?

The next moment, Chi Baobao flashed to the side of the wandering cultivators and tore off their immobilization talismans.

As soon as the wandering cultivators were able to move again, they immediately tried to escape.

However, they were all injured, and several of the sect's disciples with high spiritual powers, including He Huaishu, came to stop them. They were unable to defeat them, and fought back with difficulty, and fell into desperate panic again.

Nangong Chiyang and Chi Baobao came to help, but as they had no experience in team battles and there were many injured monks, they fought very restrainedly.

Just as these people were caught in a melee, Si Qingyu walked to a corner of the Dragon Tail Snake formation that trapped them. He kicked the formation stone lightly with his foot, causing the formation to shift and begin to shake.

Although Yue Wanying was also fighting with the casual cultivators, she kept her eyes on Si Qingyu. Seeing Si Qingyu's movements, she shouted, "Don't move!"

But it's too late.

In a short while, the dragon-tail snake and those wandering cultivators who were used as bait completely broke the formation.

The stones in the formation shattered, the air was filled with the smell of blood and murderous intent, the dragon-tailed snake became furious, and began to indiscriminately attack all living people.

Seeing this, He Huaishu's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He was not interested in fighting. Their target was only the dragon-tailed snake. If someone snatched the snake's gallbladder away at this time, all their previous efforts would be wasted.

So, he gave orders to the others, "Don't worry about these casual cultivators. The dragon-tailed snake has been almost consumed. Let's go together, kill it directly, take its gallbladder, and then evacuate quickly."

The Dingkun Sect was naturally led by He Huaishu. He gave the order and the four of them rushed towards the Dragon Tail Snake.

The surviving cultivators were still in shock after being injured by the dragon-tailed snake.

Si Qingyu fed each of the most seriously injured people a pill that could stop the bleeding and restore their spirits, thus saving their lives.

The group of seriously injured wandering cultivators finally came to their senses. They were all very flattered by this.

Since they started on the path of Taoism, they have become independent cultivators due to their lack of qualifications and ordinary backgrounds. They have no protection from any sects or factions, and it is already difficult for them to survive outside. In order to practice, they have no choice but to risk entering the secret realm.

Because of the difficult situation, the economic conditions of independent cultivators have always been tight, and they do not have many spirit stones to buy elixirs and magical tools.

They couldn't afford the life-saving pill that Si Qingyu had just given them, which could instantly restore their spirits.

They never thought that one day someone would generously give them elixirs.

Among the casual cultivators, a slightly older male cultivator clasped his fists towards Si Qingyu and the others, "We are alive because of your help. May I ask your name? We will remember it in our hearts."

Si Qingyu and his three senior brothers were not wearing sect uniforms, so the independent cultivators did not recognize their backgrounds at first. However, they all had outstanding looks and wore extraordinary robes, so they were definitely not unknown people.

Upon hearing this, Si Qingyu and the others looked at each other, and the three senior brothers all signaled Si Qingyu to speak.

Si Qingyu, the social representative sent out, stepped forward and clasped his fists, saying, "Okay, okay, we are disciples of Hua Wuying from Qingjing Peak of Renxin Sect."

She thought that if she did more good deeds outside and reported her master's name, then the reputation of her master and several senior brothers would become better and better, and the mass base would also affect the future direction of her.

The group of casual cultivators suddenly understood what was going on after hearing this, and then sighed, "As expected of the Renxin Sect. The benevolent and kind-hearted sect is worthy of its name."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Chiyang and his fellow disciples looked up at the sky and the ground, fiddling with their sleeves.

It was their first time being a hero, so they had no experience and were a little shy, but it felt pretty good.

The wandering cultivators said a few simple goodbyes to Si Qingyu and the others, then quickly left the vortex of fighting.

Si Qingyu and the others then turned their attention back to the battlefield between the Dragon Tail Snake and the Dingkun Sect.