I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Unexpectedly, he would answer like this. The phantom was stunned for a while, with a straight face, and reprimanded in a solemn voice: "What are you talking about? Mingxuan? Forgot all the rules?"

He was furious and changed the subject within a few seconds, "How can I have a son who is not motivated like you."

"Other sects are handed down one by one. When you established your foundation at the age of 15, you became famous at a young age, but after joining the Changming Sect, you were severely suppressed by the Yueqing Sect. Do you know what they say about our Ming Sect outside? ?”

Mingxuan originally lowered his eyes, but after hearing these words, his mood finally changed a little, "Really?"

The words of the father in front of him were not harsh.Just standing there made him uncomfortable.

"I'm so sorry, it didn't meet your expectations." The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and a talisman was lightly attached to the figure in front of him when he passed by, "But in fact——"

"I don't intend to change either."

Following his words, the talisman ignited flames, and the phantom disappeared.

He has seen such trials too many times.

There is no difficulty at all.

Mingxuan came out the fastest, he stretched his waist, looked at the fabricated scene in front of him, not to mention it was quite real, he couldn't break the formation immediately, he had to wake up the others, Mingxuan walked around bored The phantom formation in front of him quickly found Song Hansheng's figure in the phantom formation.

It seems that there are only a few nightmares of geniuses, the family's expectations, and the sect's hopes.

The phantom array was constructed inside Yueqingzong, and Song Hansheng was facing the elders of Yueqingzong.

The old man chattered endlessly, speaking oppressive language: "Is your future heir of Yue Qingzong like you?"

"It's so bad, what do you know?"

"The only way to go out of the sect is to be treated as trash." His tone was high and compassionate, "It's so pitiful."

Mingxuan approached and looked at Song Hansheng's silent appearance, he slammed the table, and Song Hansheng was so frightened that he looked up and saw the intruder, looking a little confused.

Mingxuan: "What are you doing? Playing?"

The old man was choked. He had never seen such a careless and unqualified personal transmission. He said coldly, "Why don't people report it?"

"A disciple like you." He was mean, and shot at the other party with his usual critical eyes. "Any one who picks out a direct disciple is better than you. There are so many direct disciples throughout the ages, and you are definitely the class with the lowest talent."

"If I were you, I would have been ashamed and consciously let go of my personal status."

Mingxuan waved his hand and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter if this personal transmission is improper, every time I work hard for a long time, I don't have much money."

"Speaking of which, my family is quite rich." He propped his chin, "how about this, elder, how about you call me father? Then we will be disciples and grandchildren of the Ming family. When you die, I can still let my father Buy you the best cemetery."

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

The elder gradually realized that this person was abnormal, so it was better not to mess with him yet.

So the elder decided to ignore Mingxuan, turned his head and continued to suggest to Song Hansheng vaguely, "I have a son who is as old as you, and he has easily reached the Nascent Soul Stage."

"What?!" Mingxuan's voice suddenly rose, "Is your son so powerful? Then you see that I look good, how about I go on a blind date with him? To tell you the truth, Elder, I don't want to work hard anymore. "

"..."

Just a few words broke the elder's defense.

Completely broke the defense.

He pointed to the door: "Get out of here."

Mingxuan smiled: "Eh? Did you really not think about it?"

"Go away."

The high and low voices of the two wrangled Song Han's voice, which had been trapped in the phantom formation, sobering up.

Song Hansheng looked at the scene in front of him: "..."

Ah, it really is the devils of Changmingzong.

Song Hansheng sometimes really envied the atmosphere of Changmingzong. After all, this group of people got sick from time to time, and they seemed much happier than them.

The ancestors who observed them in the dark were collectively quiet.

First there was Xue Yu, and then there was Ming Xuan. Has Chang Mingzong finally gone crazy this year?

……

The ancient forest is full of dangers. Occasionally, there will be monks who are exiled to this place or who can't get out. Qin Huai, Zhou Xingyun, and Ye Qinghan are the key investigation objects of the ancestors.

Basically, as long as they pass the test, these three sword cultivators will be the heirs to inherit their mantle in the future.

Three days passed in a flash, and the sword cultivators basically got their own opportunities, except for these three people who did not move. No accident, they would be left by the ancestors to pass on their inheritance.

Before inheriting the inheritance, they have to pass the trial. All three of them fainted on the ground. It should be a trial.

"Don't disturb the trial of the three of them." The gentle voice of the ancestor of the Clear Water Sect sounded, reminding them a little bit, "You eight, come here to protect the Dharma."

"Remember not to disturb anyone."

Ye Qiao understood, then someone will definitely stop them next.

She told a few sword spirits to stay in place to guard the three of them, and after sensing a strange aura, "Let's go. Go and deal with them."

To be honest, the number of people this time is a bit too much.

They all seized the opportunity to interfere with the trial of the three of them. In this ancient forest, where the strong dominate the land, there should be many who are not weak and have been taught by the ancestors or seniors of the five sects to be human.

Therefore, it is not ruled out that there is an enmity with the five sects, and they came here on purpose when they heard the news.

It may also be that the seniors came here specially to test their respective strengths after obtaining the inheritance.

Seeing at least a dozen people, Chu Xingzhi drew his sword, "Let's go and lead them away."

"Okay." Ye Qiao answered briefly, "I'll watch over it."

While Ye Qiao and Chu Xingzhi were chatting, they had secretly pinched a sword formula in their hands, and a wind blade flew by quickly, quietly picking off the mustard seed bags around their waists. One second before the mustard seed bags fell, Mu Chongxi and Zhu Xing You Qiqi made a move, snatched their mustard bag and ran away.

"Walk."

The mustard bag was taken, and the group was furious, and started chasing Mu Chongxi and Zhu You crazily.

More than half of the people were missing, and Chu Xingzhi blocked their way forward: "Next, your opponent is me."

The in-persons have done a good job in division of labor.

This kind of tacit understanding cannot be cultivated overnight, and asked Nahan, the ancestor of the Sword Sect: "It seems that they get along very well in the Dabi?"

"Hi, senior." Ye Qiao held the Feixian sword calmly. The man in front of her was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, maybe even in the late stage. She was no match at all.

It's not easy to hit from the front, and it's not very good from the side.

Ye Qiao was just trying to figure out whether to hit him from behind, but just as her thoughts changed, the inheritance of the foresight system quickly revealed the man's next move in front of her eyes, Ye Qiao immediately stopped hesitating, and picked up the tip of the sword into the Fengzong sword art, and the sword shadow was treacherous Unpredictable, with vicious moves, in an instant, even with subtle sword movements, he picked out four different sword styles to firmly suppress the man under his hands.

She was too caught off guard when she drew the sword, the man was stunned for a few seconds, a junior, actually suppressed him and hit him?

He laughed, "What's your name?"

Ye Qiao smiled: "Guess?"

Speaking of pressing the sword in her hand harder, the senior didn't react at all, and was thrown to the ground by her sword flip. The moment the man landed on the ground, Ye Qiao mercilessly kicked his ass, kicking him several times meters away.

It's not shameful to use any means to fight, anyway, Ye Qiao's task today is to prevent this senior from disturbing the trial of these three people.

The man was angry and laughed,

be ashamed of.

How dare a junior...how dare to kick him so shamelessly.

The man concentrated his spiritual energy in his hands, aimed at her position and slammed down. The surging spiritual energy overflowed, and several balls of light slammed into her face hard.

Relying on her foresight ability, Ye Qiao dodged left and right, avoided the opponent's attack in advance, kept approaching the man, and then raised her foot suddenly to make a move.

The man noticed that her eyes were aimed at his crotch, he paused for breath, subconsciously clamped, Ye Qiao made a false move, and the flying fairy sword pierced through his vitals.

Predicting what would happen in the next second, Ye Qiao dodged ahead of time after stabbing, avoiding the opponent's bombing without any risk.

The ground was blasted into a big hole, and the sight in front of him was blocked. The man fully realized that this personal Nima didn't even want to lose face.

The key point is how can such a fucking decent person be so blatant, staring at someone's crotch, isn't it shameless?

He didn't plan to waste time with her, and with the action of drawing his sword, it made people feel even more oppressive, "It turns out that you got the inheritance of prediction, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant, if you are in the Nascent Soul Stage, then I really need it." Weigh it."

"Golden core dares to stop me in the late stage."

He snorted coldly, gnashing his teeth together: "Today, I will let you, a brat, understand what it means to say that the sky is high and the earth is thick."

Ye Qiao's sword was still stained with blood, she turned slightly to one side, the light of the sword was radiant with a chill, she raised her eyes and said, "Wait, I know you want to beat me up, but at least you have to wait until they finish getting the inheritance, right? "

"If you force it."

"I'll kneel down and beg you."

"..."

How can this person talk so much.

Taking advantage of the moment when he choked, Ye Qiao quickly threw out all the defensive talismans and magic weapons in her hand to save her life.

If I can't beat you, can't I still disgust you?

Cheng Fengzong's wind knife move is very useful. It cooperates with Qingfeng Jue to form densely packed small knives across it, tearing people's clothes to pieces.

Ye Qiao made another tactic, and Lei Lingen transformed into a short silver dragon, which went straight to the top of the man's head, blowing his hair into an afro.

Ye Qiao knew how to irritate a sword cultivator who was already hot-tempered, but now Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun's experience all disappeared, and his mind was full of: Little bastard, die to me!

Just keeping a certain distance like this, Ye Qiao flew the kite with him one after the other, she slipped away at a fast speed, with the inheritance of the foresight system even more powerful, she bumped into the formation on the left, and stepped into the killing formation on the right.

A dignified generation of senior sword cultivators, being played around by a junior.

But Senior Sword Cultivator can make many mistakes, Ye Qiao only made one mistake and it will be gone. The power made Ye Qiao swallow her saliva.

"Senior. Finding someone to practice is not practice. Otherwise, don't bother them. I also have domains."

She quickly turned over, spread her hands with a smile, and spread light green light to show him her own domain, "Why don't you find me for a trial?"

field?

Hearing these words, the man was shocked. When he leaned over to find out what happened, Ye Qiao suddenly closed her palms and punched him flying. She didn't hold back the force at all.If the sneak attack is successful, at least he can't get up for a long time.

Shameless, shameless! !

The senior who was beaten into the air lay in the pit, clutching his bleeding nose, his brain buzzing for a long time before he could react.

Then he laughed, and was laughed angrily.

How dare she.

"It's so cheap." The ancestor of Chengfeng Sect lamented slowly, it was so cheap that it went to his heart.

"Which sect's disciple is so brave?"

Provocative and tricky again and again, and can succeed every time, he is a rare talent.

"The one from the Changming Sect seems to be called Ye Qiao."

Bishuizong found a problem, "How come everyone in Changmingzong is talented recently?"

The patriarch of Yue Qingzong snorted coldly, and said, "The person who asked about the Sword Sect is upright and arrogant." Especially with Ye Qinghan as the capital, he is too proud, maybe even a genius has a bit of a temper.

"The one from Cheng Feng Sect is vicious and cruel."

"Chang Mingzong's." He was silent for a while, and forced out a sentence to conclude: "No quality and shameless!"