Although Jiang Wanying's spiritual roots are extremely excellent, they are a little unbearable compared to Bai Tingting of the same period.

In addition, her style of conduct has always been very low-key and not revealing her feelings, and many people in the inner sect have turned against Bai Tingting's pomegranate skirt.

While not optimistic about her, she even secretly mocked her for wasting such good spiritual roots, which is the dominant spiritual roots in the eyes of outsiders.

Of course, except for some supporting roles such as Jian Yuan, there are quite a few people who follow the heroine, but they don’t think the heroine can be the opponent of the Qingyun Sect’s personal disciple.

The double rare spiritual roots and mysterious martial arts can be called the first genius of the Qingyun Sect in the same period.

"Junior sister, don't try to provoke her."

Jian Yuan looked extremely worried and seemed to rather appear for her, even if he had suffered a serious injury and knew that he was not an opponent.

"Senior brother, are you willing to believe me?"

The girl in her sight had a graceful attitude, and her smile made her look fascinated in an instant. When she answered her words, she came back to her senses and only had a light fragrance left in the place, and she had already come on stage.

Many people in Wanjian Sect are like Jian Yuan, and they can't help but feel deeply worried in their hearts, and they don't believe that Jiang Wanying can win.

"You are Jiang Wanying, right? You are the best in Wanjian Sect in the same period as me." Yan Yi from Qingyun Sect looked her up and down and couldn't help but sneer, "It's really a waste of rare spiritual roots on you."

Yan Yi knew that Bai Tingting, who was at the same time as Jiang Wanying, had the ninth level of foundation building, and was just an ordinary double spiritual root of water and fire.

If it were Bai Tingting, there might be a little chance of winning, after all, she is similar to her strength, and Jiang Wanying's sixth-level foundation building cultivation is four levels away from her tenth-level foundation building cultivation.

How could He De be her opponent?

And beating her is even more terrifying.

Not only Yan Yi, but basically everyone except Jiang Wanqing thinks that way, even Jiang Wanying herself is thinking about how to win this battle.

Jiang Wanying doesn't even want to go on stage.

But some things are not about whether they think about them or not, but whether they should.

Others almost pointed at their noses and mocked them. For themselves and for the glory of the sect, Jiang Wanying couldn't think of a reason for her to continue being a turtle with her head.

Moreover, she is not without a chance of winning.

"Sister seems to be very proud?" Jiang Wanying ignored her mockery, but just pursed her lips and smiled unidentifiedly:

"The last time Qingyun Sect was really not easy. My sister doesn't need to emphasize too much, we all understand."

It is indeed a very rare case for Qingyun Sect to defeat Wanjian Sect. Jiang Wanying knew that she could not ironize her, so she chose to focus on her sect.

What she said was indeed true, but Yan Yi and the people from Qingyun Sect on the other side looked bad when they heard this, just like the big bad wolf with its tail stomped.

The facts are facts, but being said in such a tone is another matter.

How dare she faced a strong enemy and was worried about the situation?

At this moment, the monks of Wanjian Sect were secretly happy and also worried about Jiang Wanying. Many people who looked down on her also vaguely changed their views on her.

If you don’t say anything else, at least your courage is commendable.

I have to admit that the heroine still has charm.

Jiang Wanqing, who was staring at this scene, had the blood and dark stains in her eyes intertwined, and a faint curve was drawn between her lips.

It would be great if I could use the silent sound transmission technique.

At this moment, everyone is concerned about the result of the fight, and she only cares about the heroine's life, how to take it and how to take it.

"You don't seem to understand your situation yet?"

"Sister is unwilling to admit the facts?"

If it is not true, Yan Yi is indeed angry with Jiang Wanying. With her disdainful snorting, the fight kicked off in an unpleasant atmosphere.

The ending of the battle was just like in the plot, beyond everyone's expectations. The Qingyun Sect monk who had always been determined to win the battle was almost shocked and dropped his chin.

What kind of martial arts is Jiang Wanying just released?

In such a dangerous situation, can you cross the fourth level and turn defeat into victory?

What kind of pride of heaven can do this?

At this moment, Jiang Wanying was like stars holding the moon, surrounded by many people in the Wanjian Sect, envious, admiring, and even respectfully.

The Qingyun Sect cultivators have already started to clamp their tails and are afraid to shout arrogantly at the Wanjian Sect.

But they shifted their target to other sects.

There was still some time before the mountain forbidden area was opened. Jiang Wanqing quietly looked at Yan Yu, who was unable to stand the ridicule and found that he had a chance of winning after analyzing. He was almost as likely to win as the outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

Soon, he fell miserably and miserably, and Duanmu Xin, who had always been gentle and optimistic, actually saw his bloody wound...

Crying?

As the demonic aura surged deep in the sea of ​​heart, Jiang Wanqing was almost invisible to hold her lips, and her eyes moved away from Duanmu Xin's tears and she was about to move.

How could Jiang Wanqing forget their care for themselves?

Even if there is a risk of being recognized by the heroine.

Then, so what?

"Junior Sister Qing, don't go... The people of Qingyun Sect are ridiculously strong.

Yan Yu of the same level is no match for…”

Seeing that he had a serious emotional collapse, Duanmu Xin immediately wiped her tears with a veil. Even though she showed great reluctance on her face, she still grabbed Jiang Wanqing's arm tightly and refused to let go.

Even though she was moved by Junior Sister Qing’s behavior, she definitely couldn’t let Jiang Wanqing go to the stage to die.

Jiang Wanqing looked back and smiled softly through comforting her, and shook her head gently, "Don't worry, senior sister, I have a trump card, don't worry about me."

Seeing that she looked like she didn't believe it, Jiang Wanqing sighed helplessly, her shallow eyes narrowed and suddenly approached her, and took out a handkerchief to help her gently wipe away the tears remaining on her cheeks.

Jiang Wanqing's actions made Duanmu Xin unresponsive for a moment. When she came to her senses, she had already broken free from her own constraints, and she had an additional healing pill of high-level grade in her hand.

While Duanmu Xin was surprised, she sighed softly when facing the inquiry from her disciples of the same sect.

In her opinion, Jiang Wanqing would not have any chance of winning. The difference between Qi training and Foundation Establishment is completely different from two worlds, not to mention that she is facing the genius of Qingyun Sect.

But she didn't know that Jiang Wanqing didn't plan to hide her strength when she saw Yan Yu's bloody wound.

Even if her strength is still at the ninth level of Qi training, she will come to the stage.

The sun was tilting, and the cold wind was rising. Jiang Wanqing came on stage in an unbelievable gaze, and she whispered quietly in her heart:

People are the slaughter and I am the slaughter.
Chapter completed!