"We are not afraid to tell you that we are disciples of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan. If you know each other today, we can still be generous and save some face for you. If you don't know us, then don't blame us for bullying others!" A tall and thin man behind him
The young man also said proudly.
"It turns out to be Taoist fellow Taoist Slayer Clan, I am Peng Xuanyi, a disciple of Hengjian Clan." Peng Xuanyi said quickly.
If he guessed it right, he was really an old friend.
The Hengjian Sect was originally a Heavenly Grade Demon Sect, and had good relations with the Slaughter of Heaven Sect. The Slayer of the Sword Sect was appointed Supreme Elder, and he came to the Hengjian Sect to learn martial arts when he was young.
Although that happened more than two thousand years ago, as the Hengjian Sect gradually declined and fell into the lower realms, the two sects had less and less contact, but there was still some friendship, and Peng Xuanyi really didn't want to see the other party seeking death.
"Hengjian Sect..." The disciples of the Sword Slayer Clan surrounding him frowned, and their expressions became even more ugly.
In Peng Xuanyi's view, the Hengjian Sect and the Slayer Sect were once good friends, but in the eyes of the Slayer Sect's disciples, they were once overtaken by an earth-level demon sect, and their Supreme Elder even went to the other sect to learn arts.
Tao, but it is a great shame.
However, demon cultivators are most afraid of being ungrateful. Although they feel very uncomfortable, they cannot blatantly bully Hengjian Sect disciples.
"Since you are disciples of the Hengjian Sect, I won't embarrass you. Open the storage bag yourself and keep the medicinal herb crystals of grade seven or above. You can take the rest." Triangle Eyes said after thinking for a moment.
"You don't have to be afraid. Just do what my senior brother says and I'll make sure I won't embarrass you." The tall and lanky young man followed.
"..." Peng Xuanyi was speechless after hearing what the two people said.
Afraid? Which of your eyes has seen that I am afraid? Even if I am afraid, it is because I am afraid that you will be struck to death with a sword, okay?
After all, the Hengjian Sect and the Slaughter Tian Clan have been friends for thousands of years. If you just watch the disciples of the Slaughter Tian Clan seek death and do nothing about it, it will be hard to explain to them when they go back.
"Two fellow Taoists, let me introduce to you. This is Gu..." Peng Xuanyi hurriedly introduced Gu Qingxi's identity.
While talking, he winked desperately at the triangular eye.
It's a pity that he blinked and blinked, his eyes almost blinked, but the other party didn't look at him.
"Stop talking nonsense, will you hand me over or not?" Before Peng Xuanyi could finish his words, the tall and lanky young man pulled out his long sword and walked towards Gu Qingxi who was at the front with a fierce look on his face.
Judging from that posture, as long as Gu Qingxi dared to say the word "no", he would take action without hesitation.
"Get lost!" Gu Qingxi shouted impatiently.
She had seen this kind of people too many times and had no interest in listening to their nonsense. It was only because she heard that the Hengjian Sect and the Slaying Heaven Clan had an old relationship that she had the patience to tolerate them until now.
Since the other party was determined to seek death and wanted to torture her, she was too lazy to be polite to them anymore.
"Little girl, you are looking for death!" The tall and thin young man was scolded by Gu Qingxi. He was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
You must know that the status of the Tianpin Demon Sect is similar to that of the four major demon cultivation families. As a core disciple of the Slaughter of Heaven Sect, has he ever been scolded in person like this?
Without thinking much, he raised his long sword and struck Gu Qingxi with one strike.
At any rate, I still remembered that the other party was a disciple of the Hengjian Sect (of course it was a misunderstanding), so he had some reservations about the sword, using the blade instead of the blade.
Peng Xuanyi was shocked, and quickly flew in front of Gu Qingxi, and at the same time drew out his long sword.
Of course he didn't want to save Gu Qingxi. He was so dignified that he was at the peak of his god transformation, so why did he need to save him? He took action at this time purely for the sake of the love between the Hengjian Sect and the Slaughter Tian Clan. He didn't want to see the disciples of the Slaughter Tian Clan die too much.
It's just too ugly.
After Gu Qingxi's guidance in the past few days, Peng Xuanyi's sword skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and a series of movements are performed in one go, as fast as a thunderous dragon.
"Qiang!" The sword glow stirred, making a crisp sound like the clash of gold and iron.
The tall and thin young man was so shocked that he stepped back repeatedly, until he retreated more than ten steps away before he could stabilize his figure. However, the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and a dazzling trace of blood poured out of the corner of his mouth.
But Peng Xuanyi only swayed a few times and immediately regained his footing.
How is this possible? The tall and thin young man looked at Peng Xuanyi in horror.
You must know that he has the cultivation level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen. Relying on the sky-slaying sword technique he has practiced since childhood, his real combat power is still higher than that of ordinary Nascent Soul Dzogchen.
And Peng Xuanyi's cultivation level is obviously only in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the Seven Hengtian Swords he uses may not be stronger than his Sky-Slaying Sword Technique.
But after the fight, he was no match for Peng Xuanyi. This was a two-level gap.
Not only him, but the disciples of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan who were surrounding him were also dumbfounded, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
"Peng Xuanyi, how dare you hurt my disciples of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan, how dare you not take me seriously!" He stared at Peng Xuanyi with his triangular eyes.
Seeing Peng Xuanyi's ability to leapfrog the challenge, he was equally surprised, but besides being surprised, he was more angry.
It was already humiliating that my Taishang Elder went to Hengjian Sect to study martial arts. Today, with his Yuan Ying Dzogchen cultivation, his junior brother was defeated by a late Yuan Ying from Hengjian Sect. Isn't this even more embarrassing?
It is a great shame and humiliation.
If this matter spreads out, will they, the Heaven-Slaying Clan, and the Heavenly Grade Demon Sect, lose their face?
"This fellow Taoist, please calm down. I just want to save his life. I have no intention of disrespecting you." Peng Xuanyi explained helplessly.
"Hahahaha, in that case, you hurt my disciple of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan, so I should be thanking you instead?" Triangle Eyes laughed even more angrily after hearing this.
"Okay, okay, if I don't teach you a lesson today, you, the Hengjian Sect, will really think that I have no one in the Slaughter of Heaven Clan!" Before Peng Xuanyi could answer, Triangle Eyes also drew out his long sword and jumped forward.
"Senior brother, be careful!" Peng Xuanyi's two junior brothers exclaimed in unison.
As expected of the senior brother of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan, this person is actually in the early stages of becoming a god.
Not everyone is as defiant as Gu Qingxi, who can surpass the realm of Nascent Soul and defeat the powerful person who transforms into a god. At least Peng Xuanyi does not have this strength.
"Let me do it." Of course Gu Qingxi knew this, pulled away from Peng Xuanyi, and faced him with a sword.
Not wanting to worry Peng Xuanyi, he comforted him by saying, "Don't worry, I won't hurt his life."
Hearing Gu Qingxi's words, the triangular-eyed man was so angry that the veins on his forehead jumped.
It won't hurt my life...Who do you think you are? If you want to hurt me, it depends on whether you have the ability, okay?
How dare a little girl speak so shamelessly!
Originally, he wanted to retain some strength to avoid injuring the little girl too seriously and causing criticism. However, he did not expect that the little girl was so arrogant. He lost his mind in anger and poured his spiritual power into the long sword without any reservation.
middle.
A dazzling cold light emitted from the ancient long sword, and a frightening buzzing sound sounded.
"Senior Brother, please show mercy!" Seeing that he had murderous intentions, a disciple of the Tianslaying Clan shouted loudly.
Triangle Eyes suddenly became excited, woke up, and quickly took back his spiritual power.
However, compared to the immortal monks, the spiritual power of the demonic cultivators is more violent. Once the immortal monks take action, it is difficult for them to send and receive it freely, let alone the demonic cultivators.
This sword is still full of killing intent and is unstoppable.
This is terrible. Although the Hengjian Sect has lost its former glory, it is still a top-level demon sect, and it was once benevolent to the Slaughter of Heaven Sect. It is just a matter of stealing some medicinal herbs and spiritual crystals from others, and killing other disciples. How can this matter be dealt with by Hengjian Sect?
Jian Zong’s explanation?
How to repay kindness with hatred to thousands of fellow demon cultivators in the world?
Triangle Eyes felt annoyed, and the disciples of the Slaughter of Heaven Clan around him were also anxious.
Their worries were of course unnecessary. They were just in the early stages of becoming a god. How could they possibly be injured at the peak of becoming a god? Looking at the powerful triangular eyes with a sword on the opposite side, the eyes of Peng Xuanyi and others were full of pity.
"Boom!" As expected, they were not disappointed. As Gu Qingxi swung his sword lightly, Triangle Eye's tall and strong body flew out like a kite with its string broken. It flew more than ten feet away before being hit hard.
Fall to the ground.
All around, a disciple named Slaughter Tianmen was silent, and his eyes almost fell to the ground in shock.