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Chapter 1771: Soul Breaking Sword

Even Shangguan Qingzi is sitting among them now, looking a little ugly.

The superior elder was sitting there with his eyes slightly closed, carefully feeling every part of the cave.

Of course, she heard everything those people said.

"The other two forces are discussing what will happen tomorrow. The Western Xuanmen will practice with us and deal with the Chinese Daomen together!

Hey, I didn’t expect that we have been dormant for more than ten years, and now we are still no match for the Chinese Taoist sect. Their techniques suppress us in every way, and it is so unfair for the disciples to come on stage!"

The great elder frowned and said helplessly.

"Tomorrow is our only chance. If we lose even this game, the officials will probably talk to us!

In terms of politics and economy, we lost to China, and we lost to China historically. Now China is still suppressing this matter, and I think the officials will be angry!"

One woman smiled bitterly.

"Being blamed by the official is a trivial matter. The most important thing is that there are colorful chrysanthemums in the Colorful Chrysanthemum Realm, which contains the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. If it is taken away by others, our losses will be great!

It's a pity that we have all entered the Colorful Chrysanthemum Realm and cannot enter it again. Otherwise, there should be some hope."

The old men seemed to be having a hard time dealing with it, but the senior elder set his sights on Qingzi.

"Qingzi, we are all here today. Tomorrow you will challenge Xiao Yu. Remember, you must kill her. She is your inner demon. If you don't kill her, he will definitely kill you."

The great elder looked at Qingzi and said with a loving smile on his face.

“Sister, Qingzi’s cultivation level is too low, so I’m afraid she won’t be qualified for the job, right?

Besides, Xiao Yu is not a lecherous person, he will not kill Qingzi just because she is a woman!"

An old woman pretended to shake her head to dissuade him.

"Yes, Qingzi's cultivation level is too low. It's better not to go there and practice hard. In a few decades, who can say that he won't be Xiao Yu's opponent."

Several people were talking about it, but Qingzi didn't speak where she was sitting. After the elders had finished speaking, she stood up and said:

"Master, elders, Qingzi has received a great favor and has nothing to repay. Tomorrow, Xiao Yu will be the blood-sword to relieve the hatred of all masters."

Qingzi's words were sonorous and powerful. When the women heard this, they were all happy in their hearts, but there was no smile on their faces.

It is indeed difficult for a woman with a fourth level of cultivation to kill a Taoist who can kill a seventh level of cultivation.

"Qingzi, don't be impulsive. At worst, we will be dormant for decades. Waiting for you to cultivate the colorful chrysanthemum body, no one in the world of Xuanmen will be our opponent.

My quota to enter the Seven-Color Chrysanthemum Realm this time is for you. You must find the mature Seven-Color Chrysanthemum inside, and then take it on the spot to understand the way of heaven and achieve breakthroughs in cultivation."

The head of Juzong looked at Qingzi and began to dissuade her.

"Okay, Xuanmen disciples, we just want to break through in the battle. Qingzi is about to break through the fourth level of cultivation. This station is very important for her. Don't make sarcastic remarks!

Qingzi, you must use the Soul-Destroying Sword I gave you well. Tomorrow the honor and disgrace of the Ju Sect will depend on you."

After the great elder finished speaking, he took out a piece of white spider silk soft armor and handed it to Qingzi.

"Put it on tonight and go ahead."

"Yes, disciple, resign."

Qingzi took the white soft armor and then respectfully withdrew, leaving only all the elders watching each other in the room.

"If Qingzi kills Xiao Yu, she will definitely be pure of heart and focus on cultivation. That will be the future of our Ju Sect. During this period, please don't disturb her. Everything will depend on tomorrow."

Everyone puts their hope in tomorrow, and Xiao Yu is the same. He wants to leave here and go to the west to retrieve the Nuwa Stone as soon as possible so that the aura of Hua Xiaxia can return to normal.

In the early morning of the next day, Xiao Yu did not rush to the Douzhan Platform. Instead, he found Qinglong and asked about what happened, and then rushed towards the Douzhan Platform.

Just like what Western Xuanmen said last night, they are all targeting the Chinese disciples.

But they didn't find anything to do with Xiao Yu or the head of Panlong Mountain. Instead, they focused on the head of Huashan.

After two challenges, the head of Huashan was defeated. Now there was only one disciple left, and there were just five disciples left. So everyone did not rush to take action, but looked around to see who was the weakest.

"Everyone, I have something to say today. I, the Saint of the Ju Sect, am still young, but my talent is not weak, so I gave my place to her.

She will lead me to challenge Xiao Yu, the leader of Maoshan, and no matter who wins or loses, one of them will be eliminated, and the remaining five leaders will be enough to enter the secret realm."

The head of the Ju Sect stood up and presented the lines they had discussed last night.

This is to catch a duck on the shelf, it must be on the top, and it must be on the side.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Qingzi did not hesitate at all, and walked towards the fighting platform with a long black sword in his hand.

Xiao Yu did not rush up, but stood below and looked at Shangguan Qingzi, trying to see a trace of helplessness on the other person's face.

But he was disappointed. There was nothing wrong with Shangguan. He just stood on the fighting platform without a trace of emotion on his face.

"Shangguan Qingzi, please give me some advice from Head Xiao Yu."

Shangguan cupped his hands in front of Xiao Yu and said with a face as cold as frost.

"Xiao Yu, how about I come?"

Qinglong murmured next to him, that if the Ju Sect leader brought Shangguan Qingzi out now, he would definitely make Xiao Yu miss his old love, and then deprive Xiao Yu of his qualification to enter.

Anyone who knows about the grudge between Xiao Yu and the others understands this truth, but many people still don't know the mystery behind it.

"Forget it, I'll do it!"

Xiao Yu shook his head and slowly walked towards the high platform under everyone's gaze.

From Xiao Yu's behavior in the past few days, Xiao Xue knew that this Shangguan was indeed the one she had seen.

But she didn't stop him, she knew Xiao Yu would handle it well.

"Please enlighten me!"

Shangguan looked at Xiao Yu, waved his sword, and rushed out.

Xiao Yu just watched the opponent charging towards him, and when the long sword was about to stab him, he took out his wooden sword to block.

The first confrontation between the two was like a test, there was no real fight, and they only touched each other slightly and then separated.

"Qingzi, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to become a saint of the Ju Sect after we said goodbye. It's really a trick of fate."

Xiao Yu whispered while resisting the opponent's attack.

"Master Xiao has admitted the wrong person. I am a saint from the Ju Sect. I have been before and I will be in the future. So please use your true ability to defeat me instead of humiliating me like this."

Shangguan had seen Xiao Yu's battles and naturally knew that with Xiao Yu's ability, he could defeat her without using all his strength.

"Hey, why bother? If you want to enter the Colorful Chrysanthemum Realm, I can give you the spot."

Xiao Yu still whispered.

After all, they are friends. No matter how big the grievances are, we can sit down and talk.

"You talk too much, which will make me think you are afraid of something!"

Qingzi took a few steps back, then waved his white clothes, and a petal flew out of his sleeve, turning into a huge whale, biting it at Xiao Yu, but was swatted away by Xiao Yu.

"You can't beat me, so just retreat."

Xiao Yu continued to persuade him, he was not a saint, he had flesh and blood and emotions. If he really defeated the opponent now, he would probably feel uneasy.

"Shut up, I have nothing to do with you. If you keep talking, I will kill you directly."

Qingzi became angry and waved her arms, and countless petals flew out and turned into a huge chrysanthemum. Then the chrysanthemum fell to the ground, grew many vines, and began to wrap around Xiao Yu.

"You are stubborn. In this case, don't blame me for being rude."

Xiao Yu felt a chill in his heart, and the attacks in his hand became more fierce.

But Shangguan remained unmoved and continued to approach Xiao Yu with a frosty look on his face.

As soon as those vines approached Xiao Yu, they were all shattered by the white aura on Xiao Yu's body.

And Xiao Yu rushed towards Qingzi like a gust of wind.

Qingzi didn't show weakness, she seemed to want to tell Xiao Yu, I can stand on the same stage as you, and I am not weaker than you.

The two long swords approached each other with the sound of howling wind.

But when the long sword in Xiao Yu's hand came close to Qingzi, it suddenly stopped. However, Shangguan Qingzi's sword did not stop, and directly broke through Xiao Yu's aura and stabbed into his chest.

The red blood flowed down Xiao Yu's shoulders, dyeing the Taoist robe red.

At this moment, the whole place was silent. Everyone looked at the two people on the stage and said nothing.

Shangguan Qingzi was stunned. He stared blankly at the wound on Xiao Yu's shoulder, and then retreated back in a panic.

The breeze blows, the petals fly, the white gauze falls, and the soul returns.

The wind blew off the white gauze on Qingzi's face, revealing a once-familiar face.

"Brother Xiao Yu...why, why don't you hide away, why?"

After Qingzi took two steps back, tears welled up in his eyes, and then he quickly stepped forward, but at this time, Xiao Yu had already slowly fallen down.

Soul-cutting sword, the sword cuts off the soul in two parts, one part goes to the underworld, and the other part is scattered in the wind.


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