Chapter 73 The senior sister is mighty!

Author: I love muscular men

Chapter 73 The senior sister is mighty!

When Chu Sang returned to the ground, he saw a crowd gathering together and talking about it. He went over and listened to a few words, and then he understood the general outline of the matter.

Qin Xixue was almost about to pull out the Yuehua Sword, but a strange sword nun came out halfway——

Grab the sword!

The woman was so arrogant that she stood between her and the Yuehua Sword, forcing Qin Xixue to move forward even an inch. As long as she dared to take a step forward, she would be immediately chopped to the ground by the woman.

The woman was wearing a narrow-sleeved black dress, black and red, and her short hair seemed to have been cut off with a knife, making it slightly uneven.

She has a red forehead bandage tied around her forehead and is holding a jet black iron sword. She has a thin figure and a solemn temperament, which means that strangers should not approach her.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge sword box behind the woman. It seems to be quite heavy, but her figure is still as light as the wind, not burdened by it at all.

"The sword is good, keep it." The woman nodded, satisfied, and went to pull out the Yuehua Sword.

"stop!"

Qin Xixue became anxious, "That's mine, you can't take it away!"

"You want to rob me?" The woman tilted her head in confusion.

Qiu Xiude was furious, "Our sect's junior sister was the first to take a fancy to this sword, but it was you who came out to grab the sword halfway!"

Qin Xixue would never allow the Yuehua Sword to be taken away by others. A hidden weapon passed through the hand behind her back. She wanted to attack the woman secretly, but the next second she saw the sword box opened and a spiritual sword flew out, killing the woman.

The hidden weapon was cut in half, and its momentum was not reduced by half, but it was still attacking her!

Qin Xixue was so frightened that she even forgot to run.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Mo Qingchen blocked the blow with his sword, preventing her body from being separated.

However, the sword energy affected still pushed Qin Xixue several meters away, causing her to vomit a mouthful of blood.

She was shocked to realize that the woman in front of her was actually at the Nascent Soul stage, and her terrifying talent was not even weaker than that of Mo Qingchen.

Who is this person?

It's not that there are restrictions on cultivation in the ghost town. How did she get in?

People from several other sects were also in an uproar, speculating about this person's identity. Could it be that he was the true successor of some major sect's retreat?

"...I'll go, why is Senior Sister here? Why didn't she report in advance when she left the border?" Tantai Ming scratched his head and lowered his voice, fearing that others would find out that the female robber who snatched the sword halfway was one of them.

The eldest sister of the sect.

"It seems that the senior sister's seclusion was quite successful this time. She has reached the Nascent Soul stage, and she has successfully recovered the sword box. It's amazing!" Wen Renyue looked up.

Chusang also gasped, it turned out that this woman was the senior sister she had never met before, but... something felt wrong.

"Strange, why do I feel that senior sister doesn't seem to recognize us?"

There were only about twenty people present. Logically speaking, these handsome men and beautiful women, junior brothers and sisters, should be easy to identify.

The senior sister didn't even give them a glance during the entire process. She didn't look very familiar to them?

Tantai Ming coughed lightly, covering up his embarrassment, and said weakly, "Senior Sister is blind and doesn't recognize people..."

"Have you seen the big sword box on her back? It can hold a hundred swords. She can recognize every sword clearly. She can call out the name of each sword and even how long they are.

Size, weight, and all the attributes are remembered exactly." The young man said vicissitudes of life, "But we have been with her for ten years, and she still can't tell who is who among us."

Wen Renyue sighed, "The last time I met my senior sister was a few years ago. She told me that Xiaohuai's hair has grown longer again. It really looks more and more like a little girl as it grows longer."

Mu Chihuai, "...Stop talking, I have a headache."

Chu Sang, "..." This sect is more or less a bit outrageous.

"Holy shit, that female cultivator is your senior sister!" Zhao Xun, a fool, shouted, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know, his face darkened, "Don't hide it, which hidden sect are you guys?

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"Let me go, you have stupid ears, how did you hear it?" Tantai Ming kicked the person away, how dare you eavesdrop behind their back!

Zhao Xun was bullied by Chu Sang along the way and his dodge skills were fully upgraded. He took out a small square iron piece that had been hung on Tantai Ming's back for some time and waved his hand in a particularly arrogant manner, "You country bumpkins have never seen this before, have you?"

?”

"Oh, I have already guessed that your sect has secrets. Don't try to hide any secrets from me!"

Isn't this the cultivation version of a bug? Chu Sang turned to look at Su Chen'an, "Fifth Senior Brother, this thing is pretty good. Let's make a few and sell them!"

Zhao Xun expressed his disgrace to their stealing master, "Don't change the topic, what kind of sect are you? Is that female cultivator your senior sister? She is in the Nascent Soul stage."

Looking at the entire Eight Immortal Sects, there are only a few direct descendants of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Chu Sang took out the Jade Butterfly and showed it to him. Their Lingqing Sect was truly ranked number 1,000 without a trace of moisture.

Zhao Xun was silent. He was actually tricked by a group of disciples from a small broken sect who ranked among the top 1,000. The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became.

Looking at the other side, the eldest sister and the Tianyan Sect were facing each other. Chu Sang was a little worried, "Mo Qingchen is not weak. Qin Xixue has many kinds of spiritual treasures from heaven and earth. Will the eldest sister be in danger?"

Are we really not going to help?”

Mu Chihuai, "All I can say is, stay away. If we fight later, run as far away as possible."

"Senior Sister practices the method of killing to stop killing. When fighting, she fights like a lunatic, desperate for her life, the kind of person who refuses to recognize her relatives." Wen Renyue seemed to recall some horrific scene, and said with lingering fear, "What if you...

If you dare to go over and help, maybe it’s not Tianyan Sect who kills us, but Senior Sister.”

Chusang, why is "..." even more outrageous?

Wuwo looked at Mo Qingchen opposite and said lightly, "It's interesting."

The young man suddenly felt insulted. This was the first time for him, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, that someone spoke to him in such a condescending tone.

He frowned coldly, flashed the cold light in his hand, and walked away on the snow, the sword light was everywhere, adhering to the ruthless morality of his master.

The full-strength strike at the peak of Jin Dan's late stage was comparable to that of Nascent Soul, breaking Wuwu's heavy sword and slashing at her.

The woman's expression was cold and indifferent, and without even moving an inch, another flying sword flew out from the sword box.

Fortunately, Mo Qingchen dodged in time, and was only brushed by a sword energy, which cut a layer of flesh on his neck and oozed blood.

It is conceivable that if he had deviated even half a point just now, there is no doubt that his body would be separated.

And where he was just now, a deep pit several meters deep was blasted, and everyone present took a breath.

This person's strength is so terrifying!

The woman's temperament is as indifferent as the calm sea, but her attacks reveal the murderous intent of the turbulent undercurrent, leaving no chance of survival, just like a well-trained killing blade without a trace of human touch.

Mo Qingchen was startled by the thought that flashed through his mind. He clenched the sword in his hand harder, and his finger bones turned white.

He can deal with the opponent with a sword.

Using both swords together, he could barely fight for a few rounds.

But three, four, five...he only has one sword.

Qin Xixue took advantage of the fight between the two and hurriedly pulled out the Moonlight Sword on the mountain pile.
Chapter completed!