This statement was too serious. After all, they all claimed to be a well-known and upright sect. If they did something like repaying kindness with enmity, how many people would despise them! So when this statement came out, many people immediately looked at him and silently stayed away from him. The meaning in his eyes made the other party blush.

"No, that's not what I meant."

When Lin Shang saw how stupid this loser was, she immediately drew a line between them.

However, Zhao Fan, who was also from the Tianyan School, stepped forward after his eyes flashed for a moment.

"Junior Sister Lin Yue, although what he said is indeed unpleasant to hear, he is right in one respect. This sword does not look like a usable sword. We still have some time. Do you want to choose another one? Although the magic sword has already been taken, I have seen many swords of superb quality among those chosen for you, such as the Immortal Sword!"

"Immortal Sword?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, many people exclaimed in surprise, and the fire in many people's eyes was rekindled as they looked at Zhao Yueyue.

"Yes, it was thanks to Junior Sister Lin Yue's alertness at that time, otherwise who knows what would have gone wrong in Xuancheng?"

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Even though the wound from the previous cut was not big, it was not completely bloodless! But in this state, where can you see any blood? "It's interesting! Is there really something extraordinary about this thing?"

Ignoring the regretful expressions of the people around her, Zhao Yueyue, like Ji Xuan, looked at the broken sword in her hand.

Because neither of them saw a trace of blood on the sword!

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm fine! This little injury will heal soon, don't worry!"

Ji Xuan heard Zhao Yueyue's blaming tone and smiled apologetically, "Amitabha, it was Ji Xuan who was abrupt and scared Junior Sister Lin Yue. I'm very sorry."

Zhao Yueyue didn't pursue this. Why bother with a monk? They were all straight men. "Forget it, it's okay. Senior Brother Jixuan asked me why? Then I tell you, this is not my choice, believe it or not? It chose me."

After saying this and making a few gestures, he suddenly swung the sword towards Zhao Fan. The sword wind swept across Zhao Fan's eyes, causing him to close his eyes suddenly.

"Ah, yes! I met Senior Brother Jixuan once during my recent training."

How could such a worn-out sword be so sharp? It was beyond expectation! The two of them looked at the sword in Zhao Yueyue's hand at the same time and found that the sword was still the same worn-out, broken and rusty sword as before, but they soon found something wrong.

This was seen by Jixuan and Yang Jinyuan.

So I could only force a smile.

That's enough. Is Yang Jinyuan acting like an idol? Even though he was afraid that tetanus would kill him, it was just a fleeting thought. Then he thought that he was a monk now and it wasn't that exaggerated. So after a thought, he cast a healing spell and the wound on his hand healed.

"Brother Jixuan, thank you for your praise. I haven't done anything."

The two said in unison, and then the more anxious Yang Jinyuan immediately and carefully pulled her hand over. Seeing the small cut on it constantly bleeding, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

This clearly means that he is hostile to me? Why, he didn't fight me in the competition, but now he is going all out? But Zhao Yueyue is too lazy to care about these things at the moment.

"Hahahaha, what do you think, Brother Zhao Fan?"

Zhao Yueyue thought about it, but she didn't have time to investigate further, because Lin Shang, who had already been fed up with it, walked over.

"I appreciate Brother Zhao's kindness, but I still think it's good!"

Even Xia Tingyu and others from the seven major sects were not immune to this, because that was a magical sword!

This Zhao Fan seems to have a lot of malicious intentions towards me. Although Zhang Hui said that Zhao Qian'an was responsible for this, judging from his actions and performance, why do I feel that there is more to it than just that?

The two people who were suddenly mentioned had a blank mind for a moment and looked at each other subconsciously.

His face was slashed by Zhao Yueyue's unceremonious sword, which caused a slight pain. Coupled with Zhao Yueyue's arrogant laughter ringing in his ears, Zhao Fan slowly opened his eyes and a trace of anger flashed across them. But now Zhao Yueyue was no longer someone he could resist.

Although there are many famous swords in the sword tomb, there are relatively few immortal swords. I didn't expect that Zhao Yueyue could be so powerful. Zhao Yueyue was amused when she heard that Zhao Fan's few words aroused everyone's hostility towards her.

"Sister, are you acquainted with Senior Brother Jixuan?"

Although they didn't understand why the other party chose a useless sword, it was good that the other party gave it up on his own initiative. Otherwise, with Lin Yue around, how many of those immortal swords would be willing to choose them? So the survivors were overjoyed and began their own journey to find the sword.

"Is Junior Sister Lin Yue okay?"

"I've seen it all. If you want the Immortal Sword, it all depends on your ability!"

The sudden sight of blood made Zhao Yueyue feel a pain in her index finger and she groaned.

I looked up and saw that it was Jixuan who felt better.

Seeing that he was sensible, Zhao Yueyue didn't bother to pay attention to him and turned to look at other people.

"If Senior Sister Lin Yue thinks it's good, then it's good!"

Thinking of what happened in Xuancheng, Zhao Yueyue couldn't help but sigh. Ji Xuan knew what the other party meant, and he couldn't help but flash a trace of compassion in his eyes.

Suddenly, the silent sword tomb became lively. Figures flying up and down chasing the swords could be seen everywhere. There were even many people being chased by the swords. In a word, it was no exaggeration to describe it as a chaotic scene.

He smiled unhappily and said, "Senior Brother Jixuan is always scary. Can't you see that I'm thinking?"

“Hmm—”

Zhao Yueyue was startled by what she saw, and when he was about to put her hand in his mouth, she immediately dodged.

"Junior Sister Lin Yue gave up the Immortal Sword and insisted on having a broken sword, a useless sword. Can you tell Ji Xuan why?"

This sentence meant that he had completely given up competing with everyone for the magic sword, and everyone felt relieved immediately.

In addition to Yang Jinyuan’s previous words, who would dare to attack her at this moment?

"Are you okay?"

As Zhao Yueyue said this, she patted the hilt of the broken sword with a serious look on her face.

Zhao Yueyue was holding the sword and examining it when she was startled by the sudden voice.

Seeing the two of them like this, Lin Shang actually felt that she was redundant and couldn't get in between them. Bitch, it's just a one-time encounter, but Ji Xuan took care of her like this? Lin Shang thought bitterly.

But he never thought that just a simple conversation and an expression would cause Lin Shang to misunderstand like this. If Ji Xuan knew about this, he would definitely stay away from him.

But now, not only can he not do that, he has to take the initiative to get closer to her, because the Zen Sect now needs the Neon Phoenix Sword.

"Is this Junior Sister Lin Shang? May I have a word with you?"

(End of this chapter)