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Chapter 81 The Vengeance of the Broken Arm

"Zhou Qing, are you really going to leave Ziyun Sect?" In the house, Han Man and Jingru were there. Han Man's eyes were red, and Jingru's tears were already rolling down.

Zhou Qing looked at Han Man and Jingru, his best friend in Ziyun Sect.

When he was in a downturn, they did not bully themselves, but instead helped him to the best of their ability, and Zhao Qingshan sacrificed his life.

He remembers this love in his heart and will never forget it.

"Han Man, Jingru, I have decided." Zhou Qing said.

If the sect abandons him, it is impossible for him to continue to stay in Ziyun Sect, and he is no longer a disciple of Ziyun Sect.

"hateful!"

Han Man punched the wall with a sudden punch and said angrily: "The sect is unfair. Humph, I, Han Man, don't bother to stay here in such a sect. I will go with you."

"Damn it!"

Zhou Qing scolded and said, "How can you obtain a large amount of cultivation resources in the future if you leave the sect? Where can you go with me?"

"I--"

"Okay, Han Man and Jingru, you two don't have to feel unfair about me. You should practice well in the sect. I believe that we will meet again in the near future."

After saying goodbye to Han Man and Jingru, Zhou Qing went to the martial arts pavilion again, found Mr. Ying, and expressed his gratitude and respect to Mr. Ying again. Then he walked towards the mountain gate.

On the way, Zhou Qing met Qin Zixuan and looked at each other speechlessly.

"Come and see me?" Zhou Qing broke the embarrassment and said with a smile.

Qin Zixuan nodded, looked calm and said, "Yes."

The two walked side by side, and suddenly, Zhou Qing stopped and said, "Han Man and Jingru are my good friends. From now on, please take care of them."

"Okay." Qin Zixuan nodded.

"Then I... leave." Zhou Qing took a step and waved his hand to Qin Zixuan.

Qin Zixuan watched Zhou Qing walk out of the Ziyun Sect’s mountain gate, her eyes were faint, and then she sighed heavily.

Not long after walking out of the mountain gate, Zhou Qing met Sun Youcai, the elder of the inner gate, with a vigilant look on his face.

Sun Youcai looked at the alert Zhou Qing and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have no malice towards you."

Zhou Qing just looked at him and didn't say anything.

Sun Youcai sighed and said, "In the inner door assessment, you were targeted by Mo Ye for no reason. A large part of the reason is because of me."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qing looked at Sun Youcai in confusion and asked, "Why?"

Sun Youcai told Zhou Qing about betting with Mo Xie. Zhou Qing then realized why Mo Xie was so angry and confused. He was also caught in the shooting.

After understanding the causes and consequences, Zhou Qing also reduced his vigilance and said, "I don't know what the elder is waiting for me here?"

Although he was targeted by Mo Yeo because of Sun Youcai, Sun Youcai is a senior insider, so he would not have been waiting here to apologize to him, right?

"Because of your reasons, I got three treasures from Moye, so I'm waiting for you here to repay this kind of kindness."

Indeed, because of Zhou Qing, he chose three treasures from Mo Xie, and Zhou Qing's contribution was one of them.

"I think your sword skills are good, but now it seems that you lack a handy weapon, so I'll give you this three-kill sword."

Sun Youcai took out the Three Killing Sword, and suddenly, a trace of evil spirit burst out from the sword and rushed towards him, making Zhou Qing feel cold and extremely palpitations.

What a sharp sword this is!

The three-killing sword is three feet eight years long, eight inches longer than an ordinary sword. The sword body is bright and the precious light is cold and cold. It can shine out a human shadow and release the sharp sword aura.

Looking at the Sankill Sword, Sun Youcai looked a little reluctant and sighed, "The Sankill Sword has been with me for more than ten years and has always been my most treasured sword. Unfortunately, I am not a sword cultivator, otherwise I would not have given him to you."

"The Three Killing Sword is like a pearl covered with dust in my hands. Perhaps, in the hands of you, you can exert its due light." Sun Youcai said with some regret and some excitement.

He regretted that he was not a sword cultivator and could not exert the light that the three-kill sword should have.

He was excited because the Three Killing Sword was in Zhou Qing's hands, and it might be able to burst out the sharpness of the Three Killing Sword.

Zhou Qing looked a little strange and said, "The elder is really willing to give it to me?"

The sword he often used was broken into several pieces in the battle with Zhou Mengyao. Although there was a soft sword, it was used to accidentally use sword drawing techniques. Therefore, he really lacked a handy sword now.

The Three Killing Sword, just the evil aura burst out from the sword, made Zhou Qing feel palpitations, which shows how precious the Three Killing Sword is.

Sun Youcai is really willing to give his beloved thing to himself?

"Haha, why don't you give up?"

Sun Youcai laughed and said, "The reason you were targeted by Moye is because of me. Moye cannot do anything to me, so he spreads his anger on your head. I owe you a favor."

"The sect is unfair. As the elder of the sect, I have taken your benefits, but I can't defend you. I can only watch you be assassinated by Mo Ye and Yun Tu. I owe you a favor."

"Just just a three-kill sword, I'll give you two favors, it's not a loss."

Zhou Qing smiled bitterly and said, "One three killing swords will make you love each other. Elder, you are not a loss, but I am a loss."

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Sun Youda laughed and scolded: "You kid, you are still good at getting a bargain. Do you know what level of treasure is this Three Killing Sword?"

Zhou Qing shook his head.

He couldn't see the level of the Three Killing Sword, and he instinctively felt that the Three Killing Sword was very extraordinary and could not be compared to an ordinary long sword.

"The Three Killing Sword is a spiritual weapon!"

Sun Youcai's words made Zhou Qing's heart tremble.

"This... is this... a spirit soldier?" Zhou Qing was shocked and stuttered.

In the land of China, the levels of weapons are roughly divided into three levels: ordinary, spiritual weapons and real martial arts treasures.

Like the long sword that Zhou Qing used before, the soft sword on his body belongs to the category of ordinary weapons. Of course, there are also highs and lows, good and bad.

Above ordinary weapons, they are spiritual weapons.

The reason why the spirit soldiers have the word "spirit" is because there are spiritual patterns engraved inside the spirit soldiers. The warrior injects his true energy into the spirit patterns, which can make the spirit soldiers burst out with the power of destroying the world.

According to the height of the spiritual patterns inside the spirit soldiers, they are divided into four grades: lower, middle, upper and extreme.

As for the real martial arts treasures, let alone Zhou Qing, even Sun Youcai has never seen them.

As the four major sects of Yunwu Kingdom, Ziyun Sect does not have a real martial arts treasure weapon, and the treasure of the sect is just a top-grade spiritual weapon.

It is said that in the entire Yunwu Kingdom, only the royal family has a real martial arts treasure weapon, and once activated, its power is unimaginable.

And this three-killing sword is of high level, it is a top-grade spiritual soldier, priceless.

Seeing Zhou Qing's shock, Sun Youcai smiled and said, "What else? Do you think Mo Xie, as an elder, just because he lost the bet, took his anger on you? I was wrong, because he was a sword cultivator and had been coveting my three-kill sword for a long time."

"You defeated Yu Fei and let his hope fade. Naturally, he doesn't like you in his heart, and even holds a grudge against you."

It is naturally impossible for a master in the Xuanwu realm to make things difficult for a disciple of an outer sect for nothing.

However, it is different in front of a top-grade spiritual soldier.

Zhou Qing killed Yu Fei and made Mo Xie lose the bet, which is equivalent to cutting off one of Mo Xie's arms.

This is the revenge of the broken arm.
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