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Chapter eight hundred and eighty first

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Along the way, Xin'er took twelve disciples of Yijian Sect to Dongping Road, which was considered peaceful. After all, their identity and strength were there.

In the eyes of some large sects, innate warriors are nothing but the basic strength of a sect.

But when it comes to martial arts, he is a real master. Even in some small places, one innate warrior is enough to dominate.

And the most important thing is Xin'er's identity.

There are more than a dozen innate warriors under the age of twenty who are of extraordinary origin at a glance. Combined with their conversation and martial arts, it is easy to tell that they are disciples of Yijian Sect.

For Yi Jianmen, one of the five sword-wielding sects, no one dares to offend even the top sects in the world, let alone some small forces.

The 'Xuanxin Sword Master' Meng Jingxian is a ruthless person who cannot be offended by ordinary people.

However, this trip to the rivers and lakes also left a deep impression on Xiner and the others, and they finally understood what the dangers of the rivers and lakes are.

Along the way, they wanted to act chivalrous and righteous, and they succeeded a few times. However, the few times they succeeded were not because of themselves, but because the other party saw that they were disciples of Yijian Sect.

, so I decided to give them a face, otherwise those people would not even pay attention to them, these fledgling rookies.

A girl with a round face muttered beside Xin'er: "Those Jianghu people don't seem to take us seriously. They always act like, 'I see you are disciples of Yijian Sect, so I'll give it to you.

You all have a disdainful look on your face."

Xin'er knocked her on the head: "Don't think blindly. Face is earned by yourself, not given by others. We don't have the strength right now, so the other party doesn't need to sell our face, and will only give it to the sect. Wait.

Only when we have the strength can we truly conquer the world."

Xin'er has been fighting with Su Xin in Chang Ning Mansion since she was a child. Although Su Xin has always avoided Xin'er seeing these things, Xin'er knows a lot better than these fledgling Yi Jianmen disciples under the influence of her ears and eyes. At least

The way she thinks about problems is very realistic.

A boy of fourteen or five years old next to the round-faced girl raised the long sword in his hand and patted his chest: "Senior Sister Tangtang, don't worry. When I become a master of swordsmanship in the future, I will definitely help you teach those who look down on you a lesson."

Guy!"

The round-faced girl Tang Tang curled her lips disdainfully and said, "Come on, take care of yourself first. Whose hands were trembling and they couldn't hold the sword steady when they faced a vicious bandit for the first time?"

As soon as he said this, the young man's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment, causing other disciples of the Yi Jian Sect to burst into laughter.

Xin'er shook her head like a young adult. Most of these disciples of Yijian Sect have been practicing in Yijian Sect since they were young. Not to mention killing people, some of them have never even seen a dead person.

Although Xin'er herself has never killed anyone, what kind of characters have she been surrounded by since she was a child?

Although Su Xin did not kill as many people as he does now when he was in Chang Ning Mansion, he was not a kind person. The same was true for Li Huai and other gang members, who almost all had a vicious look.

So Xin'er's first killing was very simple. She just chopped up melons and vegetables and solved a bunch of blind bandits.

In fact, those bandits didn't even have innate warriors, so they couldn't hurt these Yijian Sect disciples at all.

Those bandits just saw that the people in Yijianmen were all well-dressed young people, and thought that the young masters from some family were going on a trip and were ready to take action. They did not carefully explore their strength at all.

So after the initial panic, the disciples of Yijianmen quickly calmed down and killed all the bandits directly.

Although some disciples couldn't bear the first murder and vomited several times, at least they were much more mature than when they first stepped out of Yijian Sect.

Xin'er coughed and said: "Okay, don't make trouble. The front is the boundary of Dongping Road, but it is almost evening now, and there is no state capital at the junction of these two roads. Let's look for it and see if we can find it.

Find a village or a small town before dark, otherwise we will have to sleep in the wilderness."

As a junior uncle, she was quite prestigious. When the others heard what Xin'er said, they immediately cheered up and continued on their way.

However, this time Xin'er and the others were not very lucky. They did not find any villages or towns until dark. They only found a ruined temple in the wilderness to rest.

However, Yijian Sect's method of educating its disciples is still successful. Although they have been protected by Yijian Sect since childhood, these people do not have so many spoiled problems.

Following Xin'er's command, a group of young disciples began to tidy up the ruined temple in an orderly manner, then set up a bonfire, boiled water, and prepared dry food to fill their stomachs.

But when they had just finished eating, five warriors suddenly broke in outside the ruined temple.

The leader among these five people is an old man, who seems to have some aura among them, and has the strength of the peak of the innate divine palace realm.

There is also a woman in red. She has a charming and beautiful appearance, a curvy figure, and a unique aura in every move she makes. She also has an innate cultivation level in the air and sea realm.

As for the other three innate warriors, they were like servants, guarding around them.

The appearance of these five people was slightly embarrassed, and their breaths were a little unstable. They had obviously traveled a long distance or were running quickly.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen young Xiantian realm warriors in this ruined temple, the old man was also stunned, rolled his eyes, cupped his hands towards Xiner and others and said: "Young heroes, we are also passers-by.

, I want to find a place to rest, I wonder if you young heroes can be accommodating?"

Tang Tang stood up and patted his small chest and said: "This place is so big, seniors can just use it."

The old man smiled and cupped his hands, thanked him, took the woman and three servants to a corner, and took out dry food and started eating, but he seemed to be in a hurry.

Xin'er frowned, she always felt something was wrong.

She was born with a sword heart. Not only did she practice swordsmanship very quickly, but her natural senses were also very sensitive. The moment the old man entered the ruined temple, she always felt that something was about to happen.

But now Tang Tang has agreed to them, and Xin'er can't drive people out, but she has an extra thought and asks other disciples not to all sleep when they go to bed at night, and everyone takes turns to keep vigil.

But just when everyone was about to fall asleep, a maniacal laughter suddenly came from outside the ruined temple: "Lin Yantang, why don't you run away if you have the ability? You are such a shameless old man. I have taken a liking to your Lin family."

Sanbao, if you are willing to pay a big price to trade but you are not willing, well, now half the penny is gone!"

As this crazy laughter came, a young man in his twenties with a sinister look on his face, wearing Chinese clothes and holding a white jade folding fan walked in.

He has the strength of the innate Divine Palace Realm. It stands to reason that at such an age, he has the strength of the Divine Palace Realm and can even be ranked on the list of people. However, the aura on his body is very frivolous and his foundation is unstable. He is in the Divine Palace Realm.

I am afraid that the strength cannot be obtained through careful calculation.

And after he stepped into the gate, he was followed by a warrior of the Divine Realm and more than twenty warriors of the Innate Realm, directly surrounding the ruined temple!

These innate warriors are not just like the young man, they just have silver wax spear heads. The aura on their bodies is sharp, and they are obviously the kind of beings who have experienced hundreds of battles.

When these people poured into the ruined temple, the expression of the old man Lin Yantang suddenly became extremely ugly.

As for Xiner and the others, they were a little unable to react. After all, this was their first time encountering this situation and they didn't know what to do.

The young master sneered and said: "Lin Yantang, you can't blame me for being ruthless. Your three treasures of the Lin family, the golden feather sword, silver feather coat, and white feather fan, are indeed precious. I am also planning to use them as birthday gifts to my ancestors, but I can

Not prepared to take it for free.

It’s enough training resources for your Lin family for ten years, plus it makes your Lin family the dominant family in Linyang Mansion. Aren’t these things enough?

You old man insists on making the lion speak loudly, so don’t blame me for not following the rules!"

Lin Yantang cupped his hands and said with a humble expression: "Mr. Jiang, it's not that I'm a big talker, but these three things are left by my ancestors. No matter how high the price you offer, I don't dare to sell them!

But now the little old man has seen through it. No matter how precious the things left by our ancestors are, they are empty. These three things are buried under my ancestral house of the Lin family. I am willing to dedicate them to you, Mr. Jiang, without taking a penny!

"

Lin Yantang's face turned bitter. He would have agreed if he had known this, but he didn't expect that the Jiang family was so domineering and would rob someone if they couldn't buy it. After all, they were also the right people in the martial arts world. Could they just let their disciples do whatever they wanted?

Mr. Jiang looked at the woman in red with a lustrous look in his eyes: "Do you know how to beg for mercy now? It's too late!

I have already obtained the three treasures of your Lin family, and now I want to get one more, and that is Miss Lin Manying!

I heard that Miss Lin, you are still a virgin? It just so happens that the ancestor is studying the art of dual cultivation. Miss Lin, you are beautiful in appearance and not weak in strength, so you are just right.

But don’t worry, after my ancestor has finished harvesting, I will reluctantly bring you into my room, so that you can taste the taste of the most beautiful woman in Linyang Mansion!”

Upon hearing this, Lin Yantang and Lin Manying's faces turned pale.

They knew what dual cultivation meant, but what about taking supplements? That would be like using herself as a cauldron for others to toy with. After the supplements were taken, her whole person would be useless. This was simply a life worse than death!

But at this moment, a male disciple of Yijian Sect turned red with anger, stood up and shouted angrily: "Shameless fellow, shut up!"

PS: Xin'er's younger sister Tang Tang plays the role of a book friend who is in a state of ups and downs.


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