"Qin Changqing, today I will give you the disaster for the sect!"

Murong Aotian's momentum continued to rise, and powerful spiritual energy was released from the purple fire, turning into a heat wave and blowing towards Qin Changqing.

After the words came to an end, a burst of sound came from Murong Aotian's feet and slashed at Qin Changqing.

"Stop!"

Murong Xue spread her hands without hesitation and blocked Qin Changqing.

Murong Aotian was startled and hurriedly removed his strength. The sword of flame slashed the horizon and made a shocking explosion.

"Sister! What are you doing!?"

"I should ask you this sentence." Murong Xue looked cold, "Aotian, you are so disrespectful. Everyone is a fellow disciple. Do you still want to kill him? Do you know that this will hurt you?

What are the consequences of the Murong family?”

Lingxiao Sect clearly stipulates that it is okay for the same sect to learn from each other.

However, if you deliberately kill, no matter who you are, you will be severely punished.

Not to mention that Qin Changqing is Mo Jiuzhou's apprentice, even if he is just an ordinary inner disciple, Murong Aotian will have something to do.

"Hmph! It's a sect competition now, I'm just a normal fight!" Murong Aotian calmed down, and he stared at Qin Changqing fiercely, "If you are a man, stand up and fight me upright!

If you lose, you will completely disappear from my sister!"

Qin Changqing spread his hands: "Don't worry, I have a question to ask you. Murong Aotian, I have a good relationship with your sister, why are you doing so angry? I have heard about your Murong family, and I plan to treat her as a

The victim of marriage, right? Then I am in love with your sister now and agreed to become a Taoist couple. As a younger brother, you should be happy, right?"

"Or, are you the kind of person who wants to watch your sister jump into the fire pit? Oh, I know, I know! You were bribed by the Gongsun family!"

"Fart!" Murong Aotian's eyes were so bitter that they were shattered, "I wish I could cut off the Gongsun family!"

Qin Changqing nodded: "Why are you angry if you do this? If you are worried about your sister's safety, don't worry. With me in the Gongsun family, you can practice with peace of mind."

"I...I..."

Murong Aotian looked at Murong Xue, his tone stuttered.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Changqing said with a smile, "Is there any problem? No, you are good for your sister and don't want to watch her marry into the Gongsun family. Then she can avoid the tragedy with me,

You can also continue to practice in the sect. If we all achieve something in the future, it will be a good story in the sect."

"As the saying goes, it is easy to get a god, but it is hard to find a couple. We monks are no exception. If your sister can find my true love, you should be happy for her. Come on, call me brother."

Zhao Xiaoxiao: "???"

That, Senior Brother Qin, Senior Sister Murong and you have not reached the level of true love.

Murong Xue was also speechless, but Qin Changqing was right. The Gongsun family was just a fire pit, and she would never think of it in her life.

Senior Brother Qin is gentle and elegant, and he is a good match.

If you can find such a wishful husband in the secular world, you will find true love.

It seems to be fine.

But Murong Aotian was almost furious.

Happy?

How happy he is?

He is unhappy!

When I think of my beloved sister, I have to throw myself into other people's arms and act coquettishly in other people's arms, I am kind, I am kind, I am kind... Murong Aotian's mind rushed, and the purple fire flames surged out again.

"If you want to marry my sister, it depends on whether you have the ability!!"

With a stroke of his wrist, the flames were dragged out of a long trajectory in the air, turning into a terrifying dragon and rising into the air.

The ninth posture of the Purple Fire Sword - Purple Fire Yaotian!

The huge dragon came with a sense of oppression. Qin Changqing raised his eyebrows, trying to gather the sword to fight the enemy.

In vain, a blue lotus shot from a distance, and the dragon burst into a roar.

Rumble…

"Who!" Murong Aotian shouted angrily.

During the explosion, a blue coat appeared.

Qin Lingshuang held the silver sword in her hand and said coldly: "With me here, who dares to hurt my senior brother!"

"Who dares to hurt my senior brother!"

Qin Lingshuang held a sword in her right hand and stepped on a blue lotus, standing proudly in front of Qin Changqing.

"Junior Sister Lingshuang?" Qin Changqing was stunned, "Why are you here?"

"Senior brother, don't be afraid, I'm here, he won't hurt you at all!"

"Uh..."

Qin Changqing thought I was not afraid, at worst, I could just run away, my wife had already obtained it.

However, since Qin Lingshuang is here, he doesn't have to leave in such a hurry.

"Senior Brother Qin, who is she?" Zhao Xiaoxiao asked in a low voice.

Murong Aotian also asked the same question.

"Who are you!?"

He stared at Qin Lingshuang with a look of fear.

The sword just now seems to have a weaker level of power than him.

But his understanding of swordsmanship is better than his.

Qin Lingshuang said lightly: "If you want to fight, just fight, just leave if you don't fight."

Murong Aotian said angrily: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

"Then let's take action."

Qin Lingshuang's wrist turned, and the long sword was filled with blue ripples, spreading around like water waves.

This wave of water is silent, but it contains some wonderful power.

Murong Aotian's eyes stern.

Sword stance!?

How is it possible?

At this time, Murong Xue suddenly said, "Aotian, stop making trouble. Don't worry about my affairs. Focus on dealing with the sect competition, otherwise you will not be able to explain to the family when you go back."

She knows this younger brother very well.

Naturally, it can also be seen that Murong Aotian is afraid.

Once the two fight here, even if Murong Aotian can win, and there are so many people around him, he will never escape without his own life.

There is nearly half a month left before the competition ends, and now is not the time to fight.

Murong Aotian's face was gloomy and clear. At this moment, a sky-blue light suddenly rushed out of the canyon.

Boom—!

The majestic spiritual energy burst out, terrifying the birds inside.

At the same time, a powerful swordsmanship spread out from the blue light.

Buzz ~~

Some kind of sword sound suddenly sounded, and some people with low cultivation were killed by sword

The sound of the heart affected and swayed and fell from the air.

"Wow——!"

Zhao Xiaoxiao is weak and can't stand it at all.

Murong Xue's injury has not been healed and she can't stand it.

Qin Changqing's heart was in harmony with the world, and his resistance to Jian Ming was slightly stronger. He dragged the two of them and fell to the mountain not far away.

Qin Lingshuang's moves were ready to take action.

In the distance, figures looked at the location where the blue light was.

"What's the situation!?"

"There is something wrong with the secret treasure!"

"That's..."

"Shuiyuan Sword Grass!?How come it appears here?

A burst of exclamations spread.

Shuiyuan Sword Grass, a very precious treasure of heaven and earth, can only grow in places with strong sword intent.

This grass contains powerful sword intent, which is an important thing for sword cultivators to comprehend the sword intent.
Chapter completed!