Of course, if the practitioner has outstanding talent, the power of Gen Sect can surpass Li Sect. After all, Gen Sect is the second sword, and Li Sect is the first sword.

However, according to Yun Lantian, there is no difference between strength and weakness in the eleven swords of Jingmen. If one sword reaches its peak, it can exert unexpected power.

Linghu Xiong naturally believed this.

But at this stage, he doesn't have so much time to practice slowly. He wishes to kill the old guy Yuan Wuchi immediately to avenge Zhao Cong.

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Seven days passed in a blink of an eye. By the end of the month, Linghu Xiong's work came, and he had to pick all the feces in the feces pond into a deep valley outside the mountain gate. There was so much feces that could not be picked in five or six days. The most important thing is that the odors must be smelled up close every day for these five or six days. This is definitely the greatest torture for a normal person.

Today, before the sun rose, Linghu Xiong's door was kicked open brutally.

A disciple came in. Among the errand disciples, he was the top one. The cultivation level of a three-star sword disciple was as good as Yuan Wuchi and showed his power. During these days, this person caused a lot of trouble for Linghu Xiong. But Linghu Xiong was enduring it. Looking at the arrogant bastard at this moment, Linghu Xiong felt a premonition in his heart, and trouble was coming.

Sure enough, the next second, an old man walked in, it was Yuan Wuchi.

"Hehe, boy, does this smell smell good?" Yuan Wuchi asked with a sneer.

Linghu Xiong got off the bed, sat next to the iron sword, and replied with a smile: "It's not bad."

"Since that's the case, then you can smell it today. I will limit you to pick up the feces in this pond within three days, otherwise, you should not stay in the Lanyun Sect. The Lanyun Sect does not raise waste." Yuan Wuchi said with a smile. His smile should be as cunning as it is.

The disciple who kicked the door looked gloating at this moment. It was really a pity that he dared to go against Elder Yuan.

"What if I don't pick on it?" Linghu Xiong also asked with a smile, his expression exactly the same as Yuan Wuchi's.

Yuan Wuchi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly. After laughing, he said, "I forgot to tell you that your ex also said this to me, but in the end he still chose it obediently. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Linghu Xiong's expression gradually became cold. Yuan Wuchi mentioned Zhao Cong, which reminded him of Zhao Cong's tragic situation.

“Because I will use violence!”

After saying that, Yuan Wuchi stepped back, and the disciple who was kicking the door walked up with a sneer, and his hands were slapping, and his joints slammed.

"I advise you to choose honestly, so as not to suffer from flesh and blood."

Linghu Xiong sneered, held the iron sword in his hand, and asked, "Have you ever hit Zhao Cong?"

"I don't remember, I've beaten too much waste." The disciple replied proudly.

Yuan Wuchi smiled and said, "It's his ex, the guy who carries the feces. I forgot that you broke his three ribs!"

"Oh, thank you Elder Yuan for reminding me. I remembered it." The disciple pretended to be enlightened.

Linghu Xiong got angry from his chest, and he knew that he had been fooled by the two of them.

“Ah~~”

With a roar, the big iron sword swept across the disciple.

"Ha! A waste who can only use brute force!" The disciple snorted coldly and said with disdain. Then he pulled out the long sword in his hand and blocked the left side of his body, waiting for the arrival of the big iron sword.

"Pong~~"

A tremor with an echo sounded, and the disciple and the sword became two pieces!

Yuan Wuchi was shocked!

How is this possible? How is this possible? Xiao Wu is a three-star sword disciple. How could this kid split his sword into two pieces with one sword? By the way, it must be the iron sword in his hand. No wonder this kid didn't allow anyone to touch the iron sword when he signed up. It turned out that it was because of this!

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuchi's eyes changed when he looked at the iron sword, and he became greedy and hot...

"Boy, you have committed a heinous crime. Do you know what punishment will be punished if you kill your fellow disciples?" Yuan Wuchi lowered his greed and shouted seriously.

"I don't know." Linghu Xiong looked at Yuan Wuchi: "I don't want to know either."

"Hmph, boy, is it that I will be sentenced to death if I kill my fellow disciples, or the kind of Lingchi. But I don't have the heart to let you die just now. Therefore, I can treat this as if I didn't see it. But as a reward, give me your sword."

Shameless!

Absolutely shameless!

Linghu Xiong has never met such a shameless person. Even when Ximen Feng robbed the property left by his father, he was not so shameless.

"I am really sad for the servile disciples. I didn't expect that I would be controlled by such a shameless turtle as you!"

"Boy Linghu, the sea of ​​suffering is endless. Turning back is the shore. Now you have made a huge mistake. I am for your own good, but don't be ungrateful!" Yuan Wuchi didn't want to give up the iron sword and continued to say with a sincere face. A somewhat helpless tone made people sound as if he was really for Linghu Xiong. But to Linghu Xiong, this was disgusting, extremely disgusting.

"Please don't defile my ears anymore. Old guy, I told you truthfully. If you killed Zhao Cong, you will be insulted in public that day. I will settle these two accounts with you today!"

Showdown!

Linghu Xiong has decided to compete with Yuan Wuchi today.

Limen is pure and Genmen is a great success. It's enough to deal with this old guy.

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished!" Seeing that Linghu Xiong was stubborn, Yuan Wuchi showed his true face and his face was full of ferociousness, "Don't say I haven't given you a chance. Since you choose to die, I will fulfill your wish. If you kill you, the iron sword will still be mine!"

Yuan Wuchi was decisive in his work. Since he decided to kill Linghu Xiong, he stopped moji, and drew out his long sword and rushed towards Linghu Xiong.

Wind kills!

Quick, accurate and ruthless!

Yuan Wuchi killed countless errand disciples with this sword skill, including Zhao Cong.

However, Linghu Xiong was prepared. At the moment when Yuan Wuchi took action, he raised the iron sword and sent the already-accumulated energy into the iron sword, and shot out the Limen! A red flashed over the iron sword, and then a huge fiery red sword energy broke out from the iron sword and roared towards Yuan Wuchi's face.

Yuan Wuchi killed countless errand disciples, which made him cautious, otherwise he would have been taken down by the Outer Sect Elder Hall, even though he was protected by Elder Yang.
Chapter completed!