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Chapter sixty makes him sad

"Silver Horn" became fierce, its three pairs of wings vibrated together, and its tail flicked, turning into a series of blurry afterimages. It rushed towards Wei Shiqi, but missed. Wei Shiqi was a few feet away.

He used the "Ghost Shadow Step" inside, like a ghost, swaying left and right, waving the iron rod to tease the "Silver Horn", trying to find its weakness, and urging the sword pill to deliver a fatal blow.

Yu Yao was slightly relieved when she saw that "Silver Horn" could not get close to Wei Shiqi even though he moved quickly. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. She put away her short-handled goose sickle and looked up, only to see two poisonous people.

The disciples of the Sword Sect hurried over, and the leader looked very familiar. He was Peng Yi, the third generation disciple of the Poison Sword Sect. Behind him, it was his senior sister Jin Peiyu.

When "Yinjiao" saw two more people coming, he felt timid, flapped his wings, and disappeared into the branches of the tree, like a stream of light, appearing and disappearing. Wei Shiqi did not chase after him, put away the iron rod and sword balls, and headed towards

Jin Peiyu nodded and looked at Peng Yi's face.

"Yu...Junior sister Yu, are you here too?" The eldest disciple of the Poison Sword Sect was tall, long-legged, and handsome. He always had a high self-esteem. When he saw Yu Yao, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly beamed with joy, and even his voice was full of joy.

He was a little trembling, and he knew he was her admirer at a glance.

Ever since Lu Wei sadly left Liushi Peak, the Gouyan Sect was removed from the direct lineage, and Yu Yao entered Wuya Temple, he had never seen her again. He only learned some news about her from Jin Peiyu's mouth, and these were just a few words.

The words made him extremely sad.

Yu Yao was polite, "Senior Brother Peng, Senior Sister Jin, we came to the Poisonous Spider Valley to capture the six-winged water snake. We just happened to encounter a 'Silver Horn', but is it the prey that Guizong is chasing?"

"Exactly, that 'Silver Horn' is the sword embryo that the sect leader likes. We spent more than half a year laying out the plan and used countless elixirs. We finally drove it to Jiuqu Waterfall and prepared to close the net today.

We need to capture it. Junior sister, Elder Qu has recently acquired a secret technique, saying that if he wants to extract the six-winged water snake's bones intact and make an unprecedented flying sword, why not..."

Peng Yi was a man who couldn't hide things. He couldn't stop in front of Yu Yao and kept talking. Jin Peiyu knew his temper and couldn't help coughing and reminded in a low voice: "Brother, there is something wrong."

Outsiders are here!"

"An outsider? Junior sister Yu is not an outsider!" Peng Yi was stunned for a moment, and then he noticed Wei Shiqi beside him, his face suddenly darkened, and his expression was unkind.

"who is he?"

Jin Peiyu said: "Senior brother, he is Wei Shiqi."

Peng Yi snorted, rolled his eyes, ignored him, and then eagerly invited Yu Yao: "Junior sister, capturing the 'Silver Horn' is a rare and grand occasion. Today, Elder Qu takes charge of the overall situation and takes action personally.

, this is a rare opportunity, let’s go and see it together!”

Yu Yao glanced at Wei Shiqi, shook her head with a smile, and politely declined: "No, we have other important matters. The rounding up of 'Silver Horn' is a major event for your sect. Senior brother, please do not delay."

The corners of Peng Yi's eyes twitched frequently, and his face became more and more ugly. He turned to look Wei Shiqi up and down, and said angrily: "I heard that you took advantage of others' danger and used despicable means to bully Junior Sister Yu. Not to mention the nephew of the master, you are the master.

His direct disciple is also guilty of an unpardonable crime!"

Yu Yao glanced at Wei Shiqi and was about to say a few words for him. Suddenly she remembered that he didn't like to stand out on her own, so she hesitated and stopped talking.

Wei Shiqi thought it was funny. The plot of the soap opera at eight o'clock in the evening actually reappeared in front of his eyes. Sure enough, art comes from life. How will the next script be written? It is Yu Yao's turn to stand up and defend his fragile male.

Dignity? Or pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, ravage Peng Yi silently, and let him be immersed in frustration and despair for the rest of his life?

Remembering the upcoming year-end gambling game, he thought about it and had an idea. He smiled at Peng Yi and said, "May I ask this brother's name?"

Youdao never punched the smiling face, and the other party was polite. Peng Yi couldn't help but get angry immediately. He snorted and said coldly: "Poison Sword Sect, Peng Yi."

"If you call Yu Yao Junior Sister, you must be a third-generation disciple of the Poison Sword Sect. In terms of seniority, you should call me Senior Uncle. Seeing that Senior Uncle is so rude, who is your master? Hasn't he taught you etiquette?"

Jin Peiyu was startled for a moment and secretly screamed, even she intentionally or unintentionally ignored Wei Shiqi's seniority, let alone Peng Yi.

Peng Yi defended Yu Yao and thought he was justified. Unexpectedly, he was so choked by this robbery that he could not speak. He was so angry that he shouted loudly: "What qualifications do you have to be my uncle!"

Wei Shiqi shook his head and said: "I don't know etiquette, I only know how to talk, I can't carve out rotten wood, I'm useless!"

Jin Peiyu had been practicing with Shi Tiezhong for seven years before joining the Gou Jian Sect. Now he has returned to the Poison Sword Sect and knows the sect very well. Although this senior brother looks upright, he is really reckless by nature, and was pushed aside by Wei Shiqi's few words.

Stop, fearing that she would fall out and take action. She tugged on Peng Yi's sleeves and said, "Brother, calm down and be careful what you say!" But it was already too late!

"Kill me with anger!" Peng Yi was furious, stretched out his hand and slapped his waist, released a green flying sword from the sword pouch, and went straight towards Wei Shiqi. Jin Peiyu was shocked, his senior brother's flying sword

It was the famous Bilu sword of the Poison Sword Sect. It was so poisonous that there was no cure. She hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, I'll keep it here."

Before the word "love" was uttered, there was a flash of blue light in the void, and the Zangxue Sword flew out from the sloping ground, facing him. The two swords' blades intersected, sparks flew everywhere, and the Biluo Sword could not stop Zangxue.

The pressure of the sword receded towards Peng Yi's chest inch by inch, and the green light flowed, reflecting his face as he gnashed his teeth, which looked quite ferocious.

Yu Yao was surprised and happy. Peng Yi, the "Bi Dao Sword", became famous very early, and the Bi Dao Sword was a famous weapon in the Poison Sword Sect. Wei Shiqi not only did not fall behind, but suppressed him and became more powerful.

When Xia Gu was discussing swordsmanship, he got deeper. He didn't work tirelessly on weekdays, so how could he make such rapid progress? Is there really such a thing as a so-called genius in this world?
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