The spiritual power of the branch in Gu Qingling's hand surged, and he broke free from the shackles of the nine-section whip, and the dazzling white light completely enveloped the nine-section whip. After a while, the eighth-level magic weapon made a "click" sound, like a withered vine root,
Falling to the ground helplessly.
A slight fall and his body was shattered into pieces.
It was quiet all around.
Shi Chun only held a section of the whip handle, and the blood on his face faded inch by inch. Then he let out a miserable howl as if he was frightened, and suddenly threw away the whip handle!
Lin Shu and Zhang Yumo looked at each other. Zhao Xiner stood beside him and said in disbelief: "Then, is the nine-section whip broken?"
No one could answer her question, and the noisy martial arts arena suddenly fell silent. Everyone stared at Gu Qingling and the forearm-long branch in her hand.
The branches looked very ordinary, with no extra branches. The main trunk was straight and the color was warm. There was a small white flower on the hilt of the sword. For some reason, Lin Shu always felt that the little flower seemed to have changed.
It looked like it was about to bloom before, but now it seems that the petals are slightly open.
Gu Qingling glanced at the broken nine-section whip on the ground and couldn't figure out what the situation was. But she knew that she had defeated Shi Chun and was stronger than him.
She raised her eyes and glared at Shi Chun, her tone unceremonious: "You lost. So you must listen to me from now on. You are not allowed to bully Xin'er or speak ill of Xin'er."
Shi Chun's face turned pale, and he stood there blankly, as if he had been frightened out of his wits, without saying a word.
At this time, a dazzling sword light flew from the Qi Sect. The middle-aged man in dark red disciple uniform landed steadily, his majestic eyes scanned the surroundings, and his eyes fell on the broken nine-section whip, and his expression suddenly changed! <
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He grabbed Shi Chun and Gu Qingling and hissed: "Who did this! Who!"
This is his eighth-grade magic weapon! He spent three years without sleep and forging it, and only after thousands of failures did he master it!
Shi Chun pointed at Gu Qingling tremblingly and stumbled: "Master, senior brother, it was she who broke it, it was her! She is a monster! She will kill all of us!"
Gu Qingling's face changed slightly, and she frowned and replied: "I don't know how. And I'm not a monster. You brought this thing to me for a fight. Don't even think about slandering me, otherwise I will beat you to the ground!"
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As she said this, she ignored the man's obstruction and punched and kicked Shi Chun across from her, scaring him so much that he retreated and was unable to fight back.
The man pulled Shi Chun violently and shouted angrily: "Do you think I'm a fool! This is an eighth-grade magic weapon. How could she, a disciple at the fifth level of Qi training, break it?"
Shi Chun collapsed and pointed to the small branch in her hand: "Brother, she used that branch to break your whip! You have to believe me!"
Gu Qingling suddenly became vigilant, but the senior brother moved faster and took the branch from her hand without any explanation. His face was gloomy and he looked around.
This branch was cast with a concealment spell, allowing it to pass through the sky and not be noticed by anyone. But this senior brother was in the late stage of foundation building. With a slight exertion of his fingertips, the spell was instantly wiped out, and the small branch changed back to its original form.
Appearance.
Gu Qingling's eyes widened slightly.
This concealment spell was cast by her father, and even she couldn't break it herself, so in her eyes, the branch was just an ordinary gray branch.
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But now after breaking the spell, she discovered that the branch had turned silvery white and crystal clear, and the little white flower had also turned into a crystal jade flower, so radiant that people couldn't take their eyes away.
The senior brother's breath suddenly became much hotter, and he said in a deep voice: "This is a third-grade magic weapon made from longevity wood... How could you, a little kid, have such a chance! Tell me, did you steal it somewhere?"
Lu Qingling was grabbed by his collar and her feet were off the ground. At this moment, she had to stand on tiptoe and stare at him with her eyes like paint, and her tone was decisive: "I didn't steal this! This is my own thing!"
Shi Chun poked his head out from behind his senior brother. While he was gloating about the misfortune, his heart was full of jealousy and resentment. He said loudly: "Senior brother, she stole this thing. Let's go tell the door owner quickly and drive her out."<
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But the senior brother kicked him in the chest, causing him to fly a few meters away and then landed heavily. He spat and cursed: "Shi Chun, you bastard, you borrowed my magic weapon to show off your power, but now
But you ended up like this, just wait for me to settle the score with you!"
Shi Chun looked ugly and lay on the ground, covering his chest, pretending to be dead, not daring to get up easily.
Lin Shu and Zhang Yumo sensed something was wrong and immediately ran into the martial arts arena. As soon as they approached Gu Qingling, they were all blown away by a burst of spiritual energy!
The senior brother glanced coldly: "You little thing that got into trouble, who allowed you to get close?"
When Gu Qingling saw that he dared to hurt her senior brother, her eyebrows suddenly furrowed, she gripped the small branch and chopped it down hard!
"Hiss——"
I thought that the fifth level of Qi training was not enough, but how could the third-grade magic weapon Eternal Branch be in vain? The beatings made his left arm numb. As soon as his fingers relaxed slightly, Gu Qingling nimbly turned over and landed on the ground, facing Lin Shu and others.
Running wildly.
As the saying goes, thirty-six strategies are the best.
As the saying goes: If you can't walk, learn from Sun Wukong and call for help!
Without hesitation, she took out the bamboo slip and put it between her eyebrows, shouting in her heart: "Brother, save me!"
The senior brother of the Qi Sect flew over, with murderous intent and greed in his eyes. He stared at the branch of longevity in her hand and reached out to grab it!
Buzz!
The buzzing sound of the long sword approached quickly. Senior Brother Qi Zong's scalp went numb, and he shook out countless magic weapons in his Qiankun bag to fight against it. However, he was still shaken eight feet away by the energy of the sword. He covered his chest and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.
His eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Elder brother, you?!"
Fang Ci was dressed in white clothes and had handsome eyebrows. She shook off the petals on her long sword and raised her eyelids lightly: "Feng Caijun, you just had murderous intentions."
The martial arts arena is the only place where disciples are allowed to compete with each other. Feng Caijun reacted very quickly and took advantage of this loophole to kill people and seize treasures. Even if the opponent was only a four-and-a-half-year-old child.
"I, I don't. I just had a discussion with this junior sister!" He explained hurriedly, his eyes full of fear, as if Fang Ci was some kind of Shura Yaksha who could cut him into pieces at any time and swallow him alive. Fang Ci didn't say anything, and his eyes fell on the longevity branch in Gu Qingling's hand. He reached out his fingertips and touched it lightly, then raised his hand, and a flash of lightning as thin as a spider's silk was pulled out by him.
This is the weapon spirit on the eighth-grade magic weapon nine-section whip, and it is also the soul of the entire nine-section whip. As long as the weapon spirit is still there, you only need to cast a nine-section whip of the same quality. After the weapon spirit is placed, it can still maintain
Power.
In the distance, Feng Caijun's eyes were greedy, and he said cautiously with a bit of prayer: "Elder brother, this weapon spirit..."
The spirit of the weapon fell into Fang Porcelain's palm, and when he pinched it gently, it instantly turned into powder like a dead branch or leaf.
Fang Ci said calmly: "Feng Caijun intends to murder his fellow disciples and uses evil methods to refine weapons. Go to the Law Pavilion to receive the punishment!"
