Shen Bei looked at Jiang Zhao and the other three with a strange expression, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed.
"Chi Yuan himself is arrogant, and the disciples he taught are no better than him."
Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows, a sneer on his lips.
"You're too kind. When it comes to arrogance, how can I compare to you, the Yuanjiang Sect? You're only at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet you dare to address my master by his name? Are you worthy?"
"My master beat your ancestor so badly that he's been seriously injured for five hundred years and can't recover. And you still dare to act so recklessly? Who gave you the courage?"
There is only one person in the Yuanjiang Sect who is in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and that is the ancestor who was injured by Chi Yuan. The leader of the Yuanjiang Sect has been in the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Stage for more than three hundred years.
If we say that everyone is jealous of Jiang Zhao who entered the Tribulation Period after two hundred years, the one who is most jealous is the leader of Yuanjiang Sect.
It took Jiang Zhao three hundred years to move from the Great Perfection of the Mahayana Stage to the Tribulation Stage, but it only took him two hundred years to become the youngest Tribulation Stage cultivator in the Lingqi Continent.
For this reason, the leader of Yuanjiang Sect even tried to steal Jiang Zhao's martial arts, but was beaten up by Jiang Zhao instead.
Beating up the leader of Yuanjiang Sect naturally provoked the ancestor of Yuanjiang Sect.
Not surprisingly, Jiang Zhao had another fight with the ancestor of Yuanjiang Sect.
When the leader of Yuanjiang Sect was feeling very proud and thought that he could definitely suppress Jiang Zhao's arrogance, the ancestor of Yuanjiang Sect came back with a dark face.
The ancestor of Yuanjiang Sect was ashamed of losing to the youngest cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage in Lingqi Continent. He returned and scolded the Sect Master harshly.
After that battle, the feud between Jiang Zhao and Yuan Jiangzong was formed.
Although it can be called an enmity, it is only a one-sided hatred on the part of Yuan Jiangzong. He cannot beat the other person, and he refuses to admit his mistakes, so he secretly does some small actions to disgust others.
"Could it be that your Yuanjiang Sect has a second Tribulation Crossing Stage?"
They even dared to hunt down the disciples of Cang Xuan Sect. If Yuan Jiang Sect didn’t have a second Tribulation Crossing Stage, would they still be so happy?
The Yuanjiang Sect didn't have many people in the Mahayana stage, and the disciples' cultivation levels were severely disparate. If it weren't for their ancestors still supporting them, the Yuanjiang Sect would have almost changed its name to the Yuanjiang School.
Shen Bei narrowed his eyes, looked at Jiang Zhao, and said coldly: “My Yuanjiang Sect is going to become the number one sect in Lingqi Continent, and sooner or later I will trample your Cangxuan Sect under my feet.”
The Yuanjiang Sect has always coveted the position of the largest sect in Lingqi Continent. Now, even disciples in the Foundation Establishment Realm dare to say such arrogant words. It seems that new changes have occurred in the Yuanjiang Sect.
Although Jiang Zhao had entered the Tribulation Crossing Period two hundred years ago, and she was just a casual cultivator, she knew very little about the little secrets hidden in the various sects.
Although he guessed that something new had happened in Yuanjiang Sect, he couldn't figure out the reason.
If you can’t think of it, then don’t think about it. Anyway, it won’t affect her harvesting the heads of Yuanjiang Sect’s disciples.
"Sooner or later? You Yuanjiang Sect, what are you dreaming of?"
Jiang Zhao burst into laughter. He didn't care what Yuan Jiangzong was doing. Since he had entered the secret realm of the East China Sea, he would just surrender his head.
"Humph, this hunt for the heads of Cangxuan Sect disciples and Chiyuan disciples is my chance to become the Sect Master's personal disciple."
Shen Bei snorted coldly, a fierce light flashing in his narrow eyes.
The two swords behind him burst out with a loud bang.
The two swords are one red and one blue, and there are two different spiritual power fluctuations on them, fire spiritual power and wind spiritual power.
The green flying sword was slightly faster than the red flying sword. When the two swords attacked at the same time, the green flying sword had already appeared beside Jiang Zhao.
“clang!”
There was no blood splatter as imagined. The green flying sword was deflected an inch by a blue light and pierced directly into the ground beside Jiang Zhao.
The moment the green flying sword pierced the ground, violent energy exploded instantly.
"bite!"
The red flying sword had already followed closely at this time, directly cutting off Jiang Zhao's retreat route.
"clang!"
The moment the lavender flying sword appeared, the tip of the sword collided with the red flying sword.
Three different spiritual powers exploded together in an instant.
At this moment, blue flames appeared around Jiang Zhao like a shadow, carrying Jiang Zhao away from the middle area in an instant.
Shen Bei made hand gestures with both hands, and the techniques changed continuously. The green flying sword flashed in the violent energy, and when it appeared again, it was already heading straight for Jiang Zhao's face.
"Uncle Junior Master... be careful..."
Fang Hezhou shouted loudly. He wanted to remind Jiang Zhao to be careful. As soon as he said that, the red flying sword appeared in front of Fang Hezhou like a ghost.
On the red flying sword, violent fire spiritual power swept over like a wave of fire.
"clang!"
A clear and pleasant sound rang in my ears.
A small golden seal appeared out of thin air and appeared above Fang Hezhou's head.
The wind created by the appearance of the golden seal blew up the scattered hair on Fang Hezhou's face, and the dazzling golden light stung his eyes.
On the Fantian Seal, the two words Fantian shone brightly, and golden light shone, and the small seal fell heavily on the red flying sword.
The scorching flames faded away in an instant, and the red flying sword seemed unable to withstand the attack of the golden seal. The sword let out a mournful cry and immediately broke into several pieces.
The red flying sword broke into several pieces and fell in front of Fang Hezhou, making a crisp sound of impact.
Fang Hezhou blinked his eyes that were stung by the golden light, and he was still a little confused.
You know, Shen Bei's double swords are well-known among the disciples in the foundation-building stage of various sects, but he didn't expect that one of the flying swords would disappear in one encounter.
Even Shen Bei didn't expect that he would lose one of his two swords that he was so proud of.
After the golden seal smashed the flying sword, it spun and slowly flew back to Jiang Zhao's hand.
With the loss of one flying sword, the power of the green flying sword was further weakened.
"You dare to destroy my flying sword? Very good, very good."
Shen Bei sneered repeatedly, the technique in his hand changed, he spread his arms, and sacrificed two flying swords.
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