Shen Guanyu only took half a step forward when Zhang Jun touched her with the hilt of his sword: "Junior sister, wait!"
"Yeah!" Shen Guanyu returned to his senses. She had sacked her colleague many times in his previous life. Later, he couldn't find evidence that it was him, so he asked someone to transfer him.
She quietly loosened her fist and retreated, but because the smell of stinking grass had not dissipated from her body, there were only two senior brothers and sisters around her.
Her advances and retreats were also clearly visible to the few casual cultivators on the opposite side.
One of the female cultivators in black sneered and glanced over. Shen Guanyu made three movements in unison and glanced at the female cultivator.
The female cultivator was immediately embarrassed. When she glared over again, she found that the three little Qi refiners, like everyone else on the deck, were looking at the disciple jade token that had risen into the air.
I saw the senior sister in the execution hall making a set of complicated handprints, and a moving picture flashed on the disciple jade plaque, just like the photo jade.
The picture without sound swayed back and forth, touching a tree trunk with one palm, walking for a while, turning over a pile of rocks, and moving quickly again.
It looked like he was following the markers along the way to find someone.
For a moment, a golden spiritual energy passed through the screen. During the violent shaking, the palm appeared again and pulled away the broken grass in front of it.
At this time, the screen stopped shaking, and it was clearly recorded that the disciple in the moon-white robe in front of him was running at a high speed and shouting something loudly.
The picture was too far away, and Shen Guanyu could only read based on lip reading: "Foundation-building monk, I can't escape, I can't escape, who will avenge me!"
On the deck, many people could feel the despair of his inability to escape just by looking at the picture.
Several spiritual golden arrows shot from behind the disciple in different directions on his body.
The blood stained the moon-white robe red, and the teleportation talisman in his hand was obviously broken.
The golden rain of arrows behind him finally had enough teasing, and a bunch of them gathered together to chase after him quickly.
A fatal blow passed through the back of the head. The disciple in moon-white robes suddenly fell to the ground, and a monk in blue with a sword flew over instantly.
He jumped off the flying sword and raised the dead man's face with his toes to sneer, snatched away the deceased's storage bag, and shattered the disciple's jade token with his spiritual power.
Then he took off his moon-white robe, deliberately stepped on it a few times, laughed and released a fireball to destroy the corpse and eliminate any traces.
Shen Guanyu and other disciples could clearly see that the face of the monk in blue looking back at him after he fired the fireball spell was the casual monk in blue who had just called him innocent.
This was intentional murder! All the disciples looked at him angrily.
At this time, the man's white face became even whiter, and the casual cultivators around him quickly moved away from him.
When the disciples of the Punishment Hall approached, the monk in blue raised his hand and threw a black ball at the Taiyi Sect disciples. The spiritual power of the senior sisters and brothers of the Punishment Hall could not block the ball, and instead it flew towards Shen Guanyu and the other three. Come.
While everyone on the deck defended themselves and retreated, some people tried to rush off the flying boat.
The foundation-building disciples of Taiyi Sect sacrificed defensive magic weapons to protect people.
"Tianleizi! Run!" The female cultivator in black just now happened to shout out what the black ball was.
At the same time, a pair of big spiritual palms stopped Tianleizi from jumping out of the flying boat.
Boom~
When the loud noise came, the monk in blue had already been taken down and tied with a spiritual rope.
Shen Guanyu, who was protected behind the magic weapon, got up, pushed away Brother Zhuji in front of him, rushed towards the detained monk in blue and punched him.
He also said: "Murderer! Brother, I will avenge him!"
I will never forgive you for deliberately stepping on my Taiyi Sect logo!"
She said a punch, and the fist with the vine thorn technique smashed the blue monk's face into pieces.
It's so easy to live again, she will never become the senior brother in the picture!
The monk in blue also shouted: If you have the guts, untie him and then beat him.
Shen Guanyu knocked out one of his teeth with a left hook, "Why didn't you wait until that senior brother established his foundation before killing him? Where's his face?"
Normally, monks and monks, monks and monsters default to the same level versus the same level.
Otherwise, no matter how hard Nascent Soul takes action, tens of thousands of refining qi will be dead in the blink of an eye. How can we still play in the world of immortality?
Those who can escape with their lives through over-the-level fighting, that's it.
She specifically hit this man in the face, and everyone looked on in shock.
The disciples in the execution hall just stared at them without moving. Some of the casual cultivators wanted to speak. As soon as they said they were foundation-building cultivators, they were stared at by several people, including the female cultivator in black.
Senior Brother Liao was the second one to rush over and beat someone up. He saw with his own eyes that his fellow disciples died before his eyes, and heard with his own ears that his fellow disciples were roaring in grief, who would avenge him!
If it weren't for the invisibility charm passed down from his family, he would be a pile of ashes now.
Then Zhang Jun and Tang Yue also came up, and more disciples came up behind with punches and kicks, but Shen Guanyu was pushed aside.
She glanced at the group of casual cultivators with cold eyes: "I was also a casual cultivator, and I also encountered calamity cultivators, but I met more casual cultivators who worked hard to make progress.
But it is definitely not as hypocritical and vicious as this person, who killed other disciples and still felt at ease on the airship."
She didn't care what the various cultivators thought, she turned around and squeezed into her fellow disciples to beat them up.
Halfway through the crowd, Luo Shijiu pushed her out and said through a message: "Don't go, you're dead."
"Ah!" The foundation-building monk was beaten to death by the little Qi Refiners with one punch and one kick?
She wanted to see where Senior Sister Tang was squeezing to, but she saw Wuwei Zhenren flying back from the bow of the boat to throw Tianleizi, and heard the familiar sound of flowing cloud pattern tambourine.
Following the group of Qi Refining disciples who stopped instantly, they retreated and stood in line.
Master Wuwei, who had always been kind, said calmly: "The number of trial disciples has been counted, and all the survivors have returned.
The disciples of the Punishment Hall clean up and set off."
In front of everyone, the disciples of the execution hall searched out all the belongings of the blue-clothed monk who was about to be beaten to pieces, including even his hair.
After a fireball operation, the wind spirit power flew into ashes and the mission was completed.
The casual cultivators did not dare to move when faced with Master Jiedan.
Shen Guanyu and others lined up and listened to the instructions honestly, but they didn't want Master Wuwei to say to San Xiu:
"We, the Taiyi Sect, do not owe casual cultivators anything. An accident occurred in Xiyu Mountain. It is our kindness to take you to the flying boat, but it is our duty not to take you.
After a while, the disciples of the Punishment Hall will check the younger disciples one by one. If they find that they have hurt the disciples of our sect together, they will not hold any revenge overnight.
It’s too late to get off the boat now.”
The beasts roaring in the deep forest are getting closer and closer. The casual cultivators are stupid enough to go down there. I really envy, envy, and hate these sect disciples.
The flying boat set sail in a moment, and Shen Guanyu and other disciples were asked to bind their spiritual power and be forced to stand still.
Master Wuwei walked past one by one in a row, and then said without avoiding the casual cultivators: "Before I went in, I told you that there are not only monsters but also casual cultivators inside.
There are even classmates from different teams that you don’t know.
It's not a loss to die at the mouth of a monster, it all depends on your strength.
Death in the hands of others is just a matter of gullibility and carelessness. The most important thing is to rely on someone to protect you!
Yes or no?
Children as young as three or five can figure out that the sect will not send foundation-building disciples to protect you one-on-one."
Shen Guanyu's heart trembled when she heard this. She was indeed somewhat dependent on him at first.
Ao Xian seemed to be specifically attacking her today, "Taiyi Sect claims to have built more than 8,000 foundations. Even if there are 10,000, they won't all be in the sect, right?"
The number of people who can protect you secretly is at most five hundred.
Haha, five hundred people can protect eight thousand new disciples. Even if Xiyu Mountain is so big, I don’t think it can protect it.
Also, isn’t this your first time to kill someone? It’s been a long time and you still can’t recover, you noob!”