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Chapter 441: Naughty

The sword cultivators of the Qingyang Sword Sect are all like militants, and they are extremely defensive. If they beat the younger ones, the older ones will definitely come looking for them. It is not appropriate to confront them now.

Facing Guan Shanyue who dared to get angry but dared not move, Su Fengxi sneered. It seemed that Qingyang Sword Sect's status in the ancient continent was getting stronger and stronger. Thinking of their Qingyang Sword Sect's usual code of conduct, Su Fengxi

I understand why Guan Shanyue was timid.

"It's such a pity that they don't recognize our ancestors standing in front of them. They really don't have the eyesight to see!"

Xislu couldn't help but chuckle, "You are sure they will believe you with your current appearance. If you are crazy, they won't believe you!"

No matter what the relationship between the wife and the Qingyang Sword Sect is, she is no longer the Fengyang Taoist she once was, but a young monk who is less than a hundred years old. She is an ancestor, but the wife still looks sad.

, watching it makes people just want to laugh.

"When do you think they can open my formation?"

"Do you think he can open it?"

Xis last raised his eyebrows. Didn't he just say that that person couldn't open the formation, but now he suddenly changed?

Su Fengxi nodded with a smile, "That person is pretty good. At least his formation skills are many times higher than those of the formation masters from the Nine Provinces Continent. If we give him a year or two, he might really be able to solve my problem."

The formation, now?"

Su Fengxi shook his head, "It's not good yet, he's still far away!"

With nearly 30 pieces of thunder-strike bamboo in her hand, Su Fengxi was not greedy and was ready to stop. If she dug out all the thunder-strike bamboo, regardless of whether the Tiandaotong above the purple bamboo forest agreed, she was afraid that the entire prehistoric world would be destroyed.

The monks in the secret realm are wanted, so it is better to accept them as soon as possible. People cannot be too greedy, otherwise they will be backlashed.

"Little Qian Feijue, I am really the ancestor of the Qingyang Sword Sect. Remember to tell Bu Yixing when you go back. He will definitely understand. That little guy is quite smart!"

"you?"

Before Qian Fei Jue finished speaking, he saw the two of them disappearing in front of everyone. Qian Fei Jue frowned. That guy was really not afraid of death. Was this intentional?

Different from Qian Feijue's anger, Guan Shanyue and others were about to explode with anger. The reason why they wanted to open the turtle shell was not just for the lightning bamboo and the dagger in the hands of those two people. Now that they are gone, what are they doing?

He didn't even get it. Thinking of this, Guan Shanyue became extremely angry.

"Run, ran away?"

Xia Yansu looked stunned. He thought the two people would stay in the formation and slowly think of a solution, but who knew they would just run away? They were really out of the ordinary!

"Okay, get to work quickly. You guys, keep an eye on Guan Shanyue and the others. If there is any abnormal movement, take action directly!"

"clear!"

Guan Shanyue and the others' plan failed. There is no chance that their eyes will fall on their hands, so they still have to keep a close eye. What's more, Qingyang Sword Sect and Biqing Sect are rivals themselves. Who knows that Guan Shanyue

What kind of conspiracy does Yue want to do?

"Senior Brother Guan, what should we do now?"

Guan Shanyue snorted coldly, "Chase me, I don't believe they can run so fast!"

"But?"

"If you don't want the lightning to strike the bamboo, you don't have to follow me, you can just chop the bamboo yourself!"

He had no patience at all. After working on it for nearly a month, he didn't even see the fur of the lightning-struck bamboo, so it was better to just grab it.

"Senior brother, I feel that those two people are not simple. What if they are really disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect?"

"Why are you afraid?"

"No, no!"

I just don’t want to provoke those crazy people from the Qingyang Sword Sect. If they are really disciples of the Qingyang Sword Sect, if they rob it, they might suffer crazy revenge from those sword cultivators. It doesn’t seem to be a good deal, right?

"Fellow Daoist He, what are you going to do? Are you going to come with us or not?"

"No need!" He Xici said coldly, "I want to study this formation, but I don't believe I can't open it!"

When Guan Shanyue saw this, he said nothing and hurriedly left the Purple Bamboo Forest with the people from the Biqing Sect, followed closely by some disciples from other sects. They always felt that they could drink something behind the Biqing Sect.

Soup.

Xia Yansu had a complicated look on his face, "Senior Brother Qian, do you think that person is really a disciple of the Qingyang Sword Sect? The teleportation array she used is not a teleportation talisman, it seems to be a teleportation talisman. We are the only ones in the entire ancient continent, Qingyang Sword Sect."

Only Yangjian Sect has the drawing map of the teleportation talisman, other sects don’t seem to have it!”

Qian Feijue, who was still working conscientiously at first, paused in his hands when he heard this. Could it be that that person was really the ancestor of the sect?

Then he snorted coldly and felt that he was really confused. How could this be possible? However, this teleportation talisman is really a bit tricky. Could it be that some sect disciple leaked it?

"Senior Brother Qian?"

"fine!"

Qian Feijue shook his head and threw away those messy thoughts. The most important thing for them now was the Thunder Strike Bamboo. Although it was troublesome to obtain a piece of Thunder Strike Bamboo, it was not impossible. There were only so many in total. If they didn’t act quickly, they would

When they met the two people just now, they got nothing.

"Get to work!"

"oh!"



"That didn't seem like a teleportation talisman just now?"

The top teleportation talisman is also very fast, but it is still different, and the degree of power squeeze is different.

Su Fengxi raised her head and said with a proud look on her face, "This is the talisman I created myself back then, the teleportation talisman!"

"Only the Qingyang Sword Sect in the entire ancient continent can draw this kind of talisman. I did it on purpose, but I don't know if those silly boys can recognize it!"

"You want to tell them who you are?"

"Of course that's impossible!" Su Fengxi shook her head with a smile, "I have many enemies in the Ancient Continent. With my current strength, if they know that I am not dead, wouldn't it be miserable for me?"

"Then you still..." Xislu looked helpless. It was rare to see such a childish side of his wife, which made people laugh!

"I just want to tease them. Those kids are quite fun!"

"Let me remind you, you are not even a fraction of their age. Are you sure they are children, or are you a child?"

If they are not peerless geniuses, the youngest monks who have cultivated to the level of god transformation are hundreds of years old. They are not just children. In the words of ordinary people, they are really old monsters. With a life span of tens of thousands, they can be said to be immortal!

"My body is indeed young, but my soul is that of ancestors who have lived for tens of thousands of years. Of course they are children. Not only are they children, you are also a child!"

Xis last burst into laughter, "Junior Brother Huo was right what he said before. You really didn't look like a child at that time!"

"You said I'm getting old?"

Su Fengxi was unhappy. She could say a woman's age, but others couldn't, not even her husband.


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