Chapter 125 She Will Never Hold a Sword Again in Her Life
"Bang--"
There was a loud bang.
Chi Jin suddenly flew into the air with Ruan Wei in his arms. He twisted his posture and took the thundering sword from Wang Xixing in place of his senior sister.
The full-strength attack of the Half-Step Nascent Soul was too explosive. The two overlapping figures were slammed into the ground by this sword. The sound was so loud that the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. The sound of the ground cracking lasted for a long time before it stopped.
Chang Huaijin ran to the edge of the pit and looked down. The dust was flying so high that he couldn't see anything clearly.
Chang Huaijin's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to jump down when he was stunned for a moment.
He turned around and punched the dumbfounded Fu Yi fiercely, "Madman! Are all of you in the Wanjian Sect crazy?!"
"You're killing people in front of everyone!"
No one noticed the momentary awkwardness in his expression.
Fu Yi's head tilted away after being hit by him, and his face quickly became red and swollen.
He didn't get beaten for nothing. His emotions were extremely abnormal at that moment. Fu Yi was so angry that he turned around and started fighting Chang Huaijin with his bare hands.
Liu Duzheng looked at Wang Xixing in bewilderment, "Senior Sister...you, what are you doing——"
Wang Xixing's face also looked unhappy. This was not what she meant.
She confessed, “I can’t control it.”
Wang Xixing could feel that Ruan Wei's sword was threatening enough to her, so she would also use the Fu Lan sword to retaliate.
Who knew Ruan Weichun was playing?!
He took it without any warning.
Ruan Wei put away his sword quickly, but Wang Xixing had already swung his sword!
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There was screaming outside the stadium.
"This is really crazy! The Penglai Immortal Sect is only at the foundation-building stage, not the golden elixir stage!!!"
"He's not really dead, is he? Ruan Wei is the first genius of this class to be born with a dual cultivation spirit body..."
"Wanjian Sect!!! What is your Senior Sister doing?! She must be doing this on purpose, deliberately trying to kill someone! Is it necessary to use a powerful move on someone who is just at the Foundation Establishment stage???"
"The Wanjian Sect, give us an explanation!"
"Give me an explanation, give me an explanation, give me an explanation!"
"Yeah, stop pretending to be dead—"
The threat that Wang Xixing felt on the field was not shared by the audience outside.
Due to the limitation of their vision, they shouted angrily.
In the elimination seat of the direct descendant.
Mu Sheng covered his mouth and widened his eyes, "...Wang Xixing must be crazy."
Did she really think that this was the Wanjian Sect's one-man show?
Direct descendant, that's the direct descendant of the Penglai Immortal Sect? !
Yan Ziqing was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He took out the tortoise shell, sat down on the spot and started to tell fortunes.
Time and again, terrible misfortune.
Wanqi An turned his head away, feeling sad as if the rabbit had died and the fox had grieved for it.
He couldn't bear to watch any longer, "I don't think she's crazy, she's obviously stupid."
Let’s not talk about that junior brother from Penglai Immortal Sect for now.
Ruan Wei is more than just a direct descendant of the Penglai Immortal Sect. Judging from the Ruan family's protective nature towards their own direct descendants, there is also her brother Qilinzi who has just taken over as the head of the family.
Adding all these together, Wang Xixing has abruptly cut off his own path to ascension!
The elders on the platform were even more excited.
Feng Wuya couldn't hold back any longer, and the jade he was playing with in his hand shattered into powder.
His face was full of ice, and he grabbed the elder of the Wanjian Sect who was responsible for the secret realm transmission and was about to leave.
Feng Wuya was very confident in Ruan Wei. The bond between master and disciple was broken, and the jade certificate was intact, which made him know that Ruan Wei and Chi Jin were fine.
But it's not a big deal, but that doesn't mean he doesn't feel sad.
He sent his children to participate in a sect ranking competition. The children were well-behaved and didn't fight too hard or make enemies with anyone. Why would he be so cruel?
You Tongzhou people can fight for the championship if you want! Why are you hitting people so hard?!
A half-step Nascent Soul cultivator versus a late Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if Ruan Wei had extraordinary abilities, he wouldn't be able to cross Wangxi.
This sword is too heavy.
And that damn girl Ruan Wei, she took it without any hesitation, leaving no room for me. I'll let the second brother beat her to death when I get back!
Feng Wuya couldn't bear it anymore.
He said nothing, and the terrifying aura around him made no one dare to stop him.
Cen Linxi said, "Wait."
He reached out and grabbed Feng Wuya's sleeve.
Feng Wuya turned around and punched his other intact eye socket with the same punch that Chang Huaijin used to hit Fu Yi.
Cen Linxi was unable to dodge and was hit directly.
Feng Wuya didn't want to vent his anger on Cen Linxi, but he couldn't help but blame him for teaching such a ruthless apprentice.
Cen Linxi suppressed his anger and said, "You can't get in."
"If you force your way in, the direct descendants inside will be injured by the backlash of the secret realm."
When these words were spoken, it was related to his own direct lineage.
The others finally plucked up the courage to come forward and comfort Feng Wuya.
Feng Wuya ignored this completely, and his expression only eased slightly when Xuan Zhenzi calculated that Ruan Wei and Chi Jin were fine.
at last.
Feng Wuya grabbed Cen Linxi's collar, a bloodshot flash in his eyes. He said word by word: "You'd better pray that Weiwei and Xiaojin are okay, otherwise -"
"I will definitely break every finger of your eldest disciple."
"Tell her never to hold a sword again in her lifetime."
The room was filled with silence.
Cen Linxi, "Really? I don't believe it."
He knew Feng Wuya best. He was just using this as an excuse to vent his anger. If he was really angry, he wouldn't waste his time saying harsh words here.
Feng Wuya's mouth twitched, "Get out of the way."
I almost couldn't hold it anymore.
Cen Linxi was silent for a while before he said, "I'm sorry. It's Xixing's fault."
Whose apprentice is not a treasure?
But Cen Linxi was in the wrong. Regardless of the cause and effect, Ruan Wei and Chi Jin were both smashed into the bottom of the pit by Wang Xixing's sword. It would be strange if Feng Wuya didn't go crazy.
His eldest disciple usually looks gentle and refined, but he is indeed too cruel at heart. Wang Xixing wants to consolidate the victory of the Wanjian Sect for thousands of years.
He was so obsessed that he was so ferocious even to a foundation-building cultivator.
Wang Xixing is not without a better way to take down Ruan Wei.
But when Ruan Wei provoked her, she unexpectedly fell for it, which led to this embarrassing situation for both sides.
But Cen Linxi didn't want to quarrel with his long-time friend to the point of becoming disgusted with each other. Children are children's affairs and have nothing to do with them as adults.
Cen Linxi said, "There is no limit to the stream, but the stream has its limits."
Feng Wuya, "She'd better have it."
Yuehua, "..."
OK, OK.
You two made up after just a few words, right?
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Down the deep pit.
The young man, who always loved cleanliness and beauty, was kneeling above Ruan Wei at this time.
His head and face were covered in dust and dirt, the bright red blood contrasting with his snow-white face. Drops of blood slid down his tall nose bridge and hung on the tip of his nose, almost dripping, making him look extremely charming and fragile.
Chi Jin's long, curly black hair scattered uncontrollably on Ruan Wei's face, making her feel itchy. His beautiful white robe with peacock feather hem also hung down on Ruan Wei in tatters.
That's all.
When falling, Chi Jin was still very well-behaved and tried his best to keep the farthest distance from Ruan Wei.
An arm's length away.
It blocked out the boy's inexplicably wildly beating pulse.
Chi Jin leaned on his elbows in a panic, tilted his head and coughed, suddenly coughing up a mouthful of blood.
His current cultivation level is at the middle stage of foundation building, but the demons are strong and powerful, and Chi Jin is considered a half-physical cultivator, so his physical strength is far more than that of the foundation building pill.
Therefore, this sword was a bit painful for Chi Jin, but it was still bearable.
At the same time, Chi Jin still had the energy to think that it was a good thing that he didn't spit the blood on his senior sister.
Otherwise she would beat him to death.
Chi Jin glanced at her with some difficulty, and couldn't help but carefully record Ruan Wei's face in his mind.
Ruan Wei loves to laugh.
When she opened her eyes, her face and heart were filled with irrepressible brightness and peace, as if there was nothing in this world worthy of an immortal's stopping.
She is like a god or a fairy, but not like a mortal with seven emotions and six desires.
But at this moment it seemed especially soft.
In past and present lives, Chi Jin had never seen Ruan Wei's childhood, but she had heard a lot from Xiao Xuantong about how cute Ruan Wei was when she was a dumpling.
Ruan Wei with her eyes closed looks very much like the dumpling that the senior brother mentioned.
Ruan Wei also bore half of the impact. The defensive formation was completely shattered, and the binding formation was forced to release the moment she was hit. The pain of the backlash of her spiritual consciousness made Ruan Wei's consciousness dim for a moment.
Her eyelashes suddenly trembled in her tightly closed eyes, as if they were about to fly away.
Too close!
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