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Chapter 1331 Despair

"traitor!"

"Eyed Wolf!"

"Shameless woman!"

...Qingrong never thought that the fellow disciples she rescued would attack her with such vicious words.

The love between her fellow disciples made it impossible for her to die. When the other elders could not take care of these disciples of the Wuxiang Sect, she stepped forward and blocked the strong wind caused by the collision of Lin Xuan and Meng Liu for the women.

These strong winds, each wind blade, have the power comparable to that of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Most of these disciples of the Wuxiang Sect’s cultivation is only in the Golden Pill Realm.

Before, everyone used the magic method of killing immortals to deal with Lin Xuan. There were hundreds of disciples and elders of the Wuxiang Sect, the strongest of whom were only at the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm. It can be seen that the cultivation level of the Wuxiang Sect disciple is actually not profound.

This is why Lin Xuan had previously believed that if the Wuxiang Sect was born on the Zhongzhou Continent, it would at most be considered a medium-sized sect.

It is true that there is also a unique cultivation environment on the southern continent, a pool of stagnant water, which makes disciples of Wuxiang Sect uncompetitive in their practice to a certain extent.

But this situation was caused by Wuxiang Sect, no wonder others were blamed.

Even the sect leader only has the strength of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Such a sect is not worthy of carrying shoes for the eight immortal sects on the Zhongzhou Continent! Just grab a few elders from the eight immortal sects and can easily destroy the Wuxiang Sect.

"Everyone..." Qingrong's face was full of grievances, and she looked at the people she saved in confusion.

The faces of these disciples of the Wuxiang Sect were not without any gratitude, but rather a kind of arrogant and full of resentment and coldness in their eyes.

This cold, strange and vicious look made Qingrong's heart feel like she was cut open by a sharp blade.

And the vicious remarks they spoke were even sprinkled with salt on her wounds.

pain.

The pain was so much that she could hardly breathe.

She looked at these fellow disciples in surprise and couldn't figure out why everyone used such vicious prophecy to attack themselves.

She obviously did nothing, and what she told Lin Xuan was just some of the most basic things.

But in everyone's eyes, everything Lin Xuan knew about the Wuxiang Sect, including the relationship between "The Great Method of Killing Immortals" and "The Wuxiang Divine Art", and the existence of the Wuxiang Thunder Pearl, was "leaked" by Qingrong.

Otherwise, how could an outsider know so many secrets of the Wuxiang Sect?

Only Qingrong, the true disciple of the sect leader and the disciple who is deeply loved by the sect leader, can come into contact with these secrets.

Not to mention, Qingrong's strength has grown rapidly in a short period of time, which makes people more sure that Qingrong must have received the kindness of Lin Xuan, so she will protect him everywhere.

"Hmph, let's go, don't be involved with this traitor. If someone takes advantage of the problem, we may also suffer!"

Qingrong's grievances, confusion and pitifulness on her face were ignored by these people. All they care about was their own interests.

In their opinion, Qingrong is a traitor from the Wuxiang Sect. Although she saved herself, if she showed kindness to her, it would be equivalent to rebellion.

If a fellow Taoist dies, I will not die. If Qingrong does this, she will sooner or later be cleaned up by Wuxiang Sect.

If you implicate yourself because of this matter, it will be more than worth the loss.

So although Qingrong saved these people, not only did they not feel grateful, but instead abandoned them like a waste.

So when the strong wind blew out, everyone left immediately, for fear of having any connection with Qingrong.

"..." Qingrong lowered her head and didn't say anything, but her heart had already sunk to the bottom of the valley.

All thoughts are gone.

She didn't know why, but she obviously did nothing wrong, but everyone regarded it as an enemy.

She...she just wanted to resolve this grudge and conflict. She neither wanted to see Lin Xuan injured nor Wuxiang Sect injured.

But she was kind but didn't know the ugliness and narrowness of human hearts. She was mixed in the middle and rolled her eyes.

Qingrong looked around and found that everyone was surrounded by disciples and elders of Wuxiang Sect.

But these people were obviously her fellow senior sisters, junior sisters, uncles and uncles, but their eyes were filled with defense and disgust when they looked at her.

She was too tired and didn't know what to do...Crack...but at this moment, a broken sound rang out in the scene.

Everyone was shocked by this sound, looked up and found that Lin Xuan and the sect leader Meng Liu's battle was not over yet! The previous strong wind was just a huge fluctuation of power caused by Lin Xuan's fist and Meng Liu's barrier.

The sound of breaking sounds at this moment is not something else, but the immortal art performed by Meng Liu, the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, made a broken sound! With Lin Xuan's fist as the center, cracks spread out in disorder.

The generation of each crack will bring a crisp tearing sound, and crack... After a few breaths, the entire thick and powerful defensive barrier is covered with cracks of all sizes! "What... the Heavenly Dao armor is broken!"

"This, this, this must be an illusion, this is impossible!"

"Oh my God..." Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Wuxiang Sect present took a breath of cold air, with an incredible look on their faces and an incredible expression.

Because no one expected that Lin Xuan's understatement punch actually smashed the strongest defensive magic tricks used by Meng Liu, the leader of the Wuxiang Sect! That punch, the punch that no matter how you look at it, you think is ridiculous! "Using the strength of your body, you can directly smash the Heavenly Dao armor. What is this guy..." Everyone's eyes at Lin Xuan had a strange change, as if they were looking at a monster.

"..." Qingrong slowly raised her head and looked at Lin Xuan and her master Meng Liu in the air. She was full of loss. Her face was ashamed, and there was only a trace of light in her beautiful almond eyes.

When all the light was extinguished, the only two hopes fell on Lin Xuan and Meng Liu.

One of these two people took care of her, taught her all her skills step by step, and made her the master of the formless goddess who was noble and existed.

One is to let her truly see the world clearly, let her feel the simple and joyfulness that she has never seen, and to open her heart.

But at the moment, these two people who are most important to her are fighting.

Who would tell her bitterness?

However, no one expected that Lin Xuan would burst out cracks from the Heavenly Dao Royal Armor, which was just the beginning.

The cracks in the Heavenly Dao Royal Armor gradually spread and quickly reached the edge. Meng Liu tried her best to support her. She clenched her teeth and all her magic power was running wildly.

Because she knew that once these cracks spread to the entire defensive barrier, the Heavenly Dao armor would have really reached the brink of breaking! But her efforts were in vain. Even if the magic power in her body surged out wildly, it could not resist the wandering of the cracks.

Only a buzzing sound was heard, and the stalemate of the two forces finally reached its peak.

The Heavenly Dao Royal Armor could no longer hold on, and exploded with a bang, and countless pieces bloomed, as if a peony was blooming in the air.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly, their minds blank.

The leader of the Wuxiang Sect in the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm and the strongest man in the Wuxiang Sect, the Heavenly Dao armor he used was broken! Moreover, this man did not use any magic power, but only used his body and fist to smash it! Ding! The changes in the field were like waves, one after another.

Everyone was still shocked at the breaking of the Heavenly Dao Royal Armor. On the other side, Lin Xuan's fist broke the Heavenly Dao Royal Armor and met the Qiushui Sword.

But at this time, no means can turn the world back, and Lin Xuan carried this punch to the end with an invincible aura.

People blocked and killed people, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha! With a tingling sound, the Qiushui sword collided with Lin Xuan's fist. There was no blood splattering everywhere as imagined. Instead, the Qiushui sword made a mourn! Meng Liu's teeth clenched, but Lin Xuan's punch had reached its peak and was unparalleled. Even if she used all her potential, she could not compete with it.

Ying... Qiu Shui Sword let out a mourn, and a whimpering sound, the sword trembled continuously.

But Lin Xuan's fist did not show any mercy and wanted to implement his belief in martial arts to the end! "Break it for me!"

Lin Xuan's eyes shone brightly and he shouted loudly.

Puff puff puff puff.
Chapter completed!
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