In the evening when Kunwuzi gave Qingle instructions, Xiaomeng brought the wooden sword to the place where the leader Chisong was.
Chisong was meditating quietly on the mat. When he heard her coming in, he opened his eyes slightly and asked, "Junior sister Xiaomeng, it's getting late, what do you want?"
Xiao Meng didn't have any extra words and simply explained the purpose of her visit: "This time I want to fight in the Miao Tai Sword Discussion."
"Huh?" Chisong immediately opened his eyes and looked at this little junior sister with kind eyes, "How could you have such an idea? In the Miao Tai Swordsmanship, my Tianzong has the winning ticket, so I don't need to bother you, junior sister, to fight."
"Can you really win completely? Senior brother, I can't see the source of your confidence." Xiaomeng punctured his self-confidence very straightforwardly, and drew out his wooden sword, showing his sharp edge, "Of all the disciples in the sect, only Qingxu has the strength.
Above me. In my opinion, I am more qualified to fight than the others."
Seeing her confident look, Chisong couldn't help but take a closer look at her current cultivation level. He frowned and asked, "Have you entered a master's degree?"
"Not yet." Xiao Meng's eyes suddenly drifted, and she continued, "But it's easy to defeat Qing Le."
"..." Chisong was speechless for a moment.
He understood Xiaomeng's personality and came to him directly to say that he wanted to fight. He must have made enough determination.
Considering the strength comparison between Xiaomeng and Qingle, as well as Xiaomeng's arrogant temperament, Chisong decided to agree to her request to fight.
"Junior sister, since you insist on going, senior brother has agreed. When discussing swords at Miaotai, remember not to underestimate the enemy's carelessness."
"Thank you, senior brother, I will remember it."
Xiaomeng achieved her goal, took back her wooden sword, finished her thanks and farewells in a few words, and left quickly.
Chisong looked at her vigorous and resolute look, without any dissatisfaction, but with pride on his face, "Twelve years old, gradually mature, with such qualifications, it will be just around the corner to surpass Lu Yan. Hahaha~"
Xiaomeng left Chisong, ignoring the Tianzong disciples who greeted her and saluted her all the way, and went straight to the back mountain where she usually practiced.
"Qingxu's strength, Qingle's strength, there is a huge gap between the Dacheng realm and the Dacheng realm. I was able to defeat Qingle steadily, but I was easily defeated by Qingxu.
There are no disciples in the Dacheng Realm among the Human Sect, and the best among them should allow me to let go and decide the outcome."
Xiaomeng came to the familiar venue and looked around, but did not see Qingxu's figure. She couldn't help but ask herself: "Huh? Where's Qingxu? He should always be here."
"Buzz~"
Doubts and doubts still lingered in her mind. Xiao Meng immediately drew out her sword on alert, holding the wooden sword in front of her eyes.
With a "thud~" sound, the copper sword struck the wooden sword. A lot of pressure forced Xiaomeng to bend down, and her petite body bent in a gentle arc.
"Hmm~" Xiao Meng stepped away from the sneak attack and quickly turned over and stepped back to avoid the sharp attack. At the same time, she asked, "Who are you?"
The attacker's head was covered, and only his eyes were exposed. They were a pair of dark eyes, sinister and gloomy, with only a numb, dead air.
It was impossible for such a dead soldier to respond to the target's questions. The first sword of the sneak attack was blocked, and he immediately followed quickly and approached quickly, dragging the copper sword backwards and bringing out thunderbolts of lightning along the way.
Death warrior killer, how could such a person sneak into the sect?
Xiaomeng recognized the other party's eyes, and her doubts deepened. Taiyi Mountain, Taoist Tianzong, how could a killer break into this place?
"Uh-huh~"
The wooden sword once again intercepted the assassin's copper sword, and the opponent's powerful and heavy attack made her unable to take it hard. She groaned and deflected the sword's attack.
The killer's sword deflected and slashed through the ground, kicking up a lot of dust; Xiao Meng, relying on her flexibility, had already appeared behind him when he raised his sword to strike again.
"Yeah~" A horrifying sound came out of the killer's throat. He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, moved his whole body with all his strength, and swung the sword around. In an instant, the bronze sword went straight to Xiao Meng behind him.
The sword energy of the wooden sword stabbed the killer. The sword that should have penetrated into the back of the heart was deflected because of the swing. It only caused trauma to the killer, but it was not fatal. When Xiaomeng stabbed the enemy, he was also injured.
The copper sword that was turned around struck him squarely.
"Uh-huh~"
"Click~"
The Taoist internal force was applied to the wooden sword, but the wooden sword was still cut off with one blow. Xiaomeng's body was scratched by the copper sword, and her left shoulder was immediately severely injured, leaving a bloody mess.
She picked up the broken sword with her right hand and struggled to get up, gritting her teeth and enduring the extreme pain.
The killer was hit with a sword in the back. As if nothing happened, he moved his eyes and continued to lock Xiaomeng, vowing to kill the target.
…
"Thum~thum~thum~"
"Wow~wow~wow"
In the mountain forest, two figures chased each other back and forth. Wherever the flying shadows passed, the layers of snow on the branches fell into pieces, revealing the sharp corners of the green pine trees. Looking at the vast white mountain forest, cyan embellishments were suddenly visible to the naked eye.
.
"Stop, you dare to break into Taoism, who are you?"
During the chase, Qingxu waved his finger, pointed at the back of the fugitive in front, and issued a warning with murderous intent, "If you don't stop, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."
The person in front was also wrapped in black clothes. Qingxu's warning had no effect on him. He still ran away in a hurry, and his speed was still increasing.
When Qingxu saw this, an angry look appeared on his peaceful face, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he commanded the sword with his hand, "Xiaoyaoyou ~ Feipeng."
The sword in the sheath flew out automatically, and a sword energy blew out a strong wind and rushed forward, with the force of a roc spreading its wings.
This is the strength of senior brother!
The runner in front felt a ray of light on his back, and quickly turned around and changed his path. In a matter of seconds, the sword energy flew past, and an ancient tree on the original route suddenly broke and collapsed.
What a terrifying sword. If my uncle hadn't improved my strength for me, I would have died facing this sword.
This person is Qing Le.
Later, when Qingxu saw that his sword had no merit, he was immediately surprised and said, "Huh? You dodged it?"
The footwork of the lane change just now is very clever and has the flavor of my Taoism. What is going on?
The doubts and uneasiness in his heart made him strike again, "Xiaoyaoyou~Leap Kun Feipeng."
It was just a sword strike just now, but this time, several sword energy combinations intertwined, blocking the escape direction of the escaper, and penetrated out with overwhelming force.
Qing Le gritted his teeth and refused to dodge. He didn't even care about his life and fell into the snare of the sword energy.
"Boom~" The mountain forest shook, and there was a sound of collapse.
Qingxu rushed to the location where the sword energy broke out, but found no trace of anyone.
"How is it possible? How can he escape from being surrounded by sword energy?"
He carefully observed the scene, then suddenly his expression changed, he knelt down, pinched a handful of soil and sniffed it.
At this moment, he discovered a big problem, and Qingxu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "The remaining medium of Dream Butterfly Escape can actually use Dream Butterfly Escape. It must be a member of my Taoist family. Who is it, and what is his plan..."
"Oops, Uncle Xiaomeng!"
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Xiaomeng is still young and her body has not yet grown up. When her left shoulder was seriously injured, her strength was severely damaged.
Although the killer was injured, his combat effectiveness was not greatly damaged.
As one goes, the other goes, and the little flexibility advantage that Xiaomeng had at the beginning has been completely lost.