I Just Want To Be Quiet

Frankly speaking, the high-levels of the Eastern Region are fine.

The vast number of outside disciples actually didn't have a lot of affection for Lu Xuan.

It's not that they also spurned the betrayers like the Southern Territory, but because for ordinary outer disciples, Lu Xuan is a newcomer, which makes them instinctively exclusive; for the Tianjiao who was born and bred in the Eastern Region, this happened suddenly. The former Southern Territory Tianjiao squeezed their interests and space, and divided the high-level attention to them... In Saint Sect, these reasons were enough for them to hack Lu Xuan 18 times.

Therefore, at the moment when the entire Eastern Region has fallen to Lu Xuan, no one can be optimistic.

"The surname Lu is in the base-building period anyway, and has always been sinister and cunning." In the suppressed silence, a disciple raised the wine jar and took a sip, and said in a deep voice, "Otherwise, he has been in the Eastern Region for so long. The teamwork couldn't make him disappear...With the support of four people from the bench, I might still have a chance in the Eastern Region."

Although I don't like Lu Xuan, once the Eastern Region is at the bottom of the Outer Gate Competition, the ensuing reduction of resources will also harm each of them.

Therefore, they can only pray that Lu Xuan is strong enough now!

"But look." His companion said disheartenedly and hopelessly, "The surnamed Lu is the foundation building, and that's it for the Southern Territory. The Northern Territory and the Western Territory have the foundation... At least the Eastern Region is not the end."

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There was a huge sound of water in Pei Ling's ears, and the water wall in front of him suddenly separated, throwing him fiercely!

After a while, he found himself in the air, falling towards an ink-colored bamboo forest below.

There was a flash of blood all over his body, and Pei Ling hurriedly transported the blood ghost escape method to the ground.

I looked around and found no other disciples in the Southern Territory, presumably the places where they entered were scattered.

He took out the crystal mirror and looked at it, his eyes condensed: There is a blue dot and a red dot on the mirror surface. The blue dot is motionless in the center of the mirror, but the red dot is quickly approaching the blue dot!

The blue dot must be me, and the red dot is other monks... Pei Ling frowned slightly, but didn't know if the person came from the Southern Territory or a disciple from another region?

Thinking of this, a few green lights flew from the diagonal sting!

Without saying anything, Pei Ling pulled out the horrible knife with his backhand, and the Scarlet Knife was cut out brazenly!

boom!

The sword air shattered, and the scattered blade intent cut a large piece of the surrounding bamboo forest. The bare bamboo poles burst out with gurgling black blood, and most of the green awns were extinguished, and the rest continued to attack Peiling.

Pei Ling was shocked and hurriedly cut out a second knife.

puff.

The remaining green light and sword energy both collapsed.

Among the ink-colored bamboo forests, a young man with a jade crown in Chinese clothes stepped into the void and suddenly appeared, holding a five-color mandala, with an elegant posture, just like a secular noble son, looking at Peiling with a smile.

Feng Xu Yufeng, foundation-building monk!

Pei Ling's complexion sank, and he could feel that the five-color mandala in the opponent's hand looked delicate and could not beat the cool breeze, but in fact it exuded an extremely powerful force, and it was full of obscurity, and sent waves of threats.

This is a magic weapon!

A magic weapon that can be fully functional only during the foundation period!

And the quality is definitely not low.

"The younger brother of the Southern Territory?" The young man looked at Pei Ling, suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and he smiled sincerely, "What fate is this..."

Before he could finish his words, the young man flicked out the five-color mandala seemingly at random.

Suddenly, a milky white mist spread from the stamens and rushed towards Peiling.

At the same time, the fragrance of orchid and musk quickly diffused.

Pei Ling reacted quickly, and before the mist approached, he had already transported the blood ghost escape method, quickly bypassing the white mist shrouded area.

At the moment of the enemy, Pei Ling's action is full, the sword intent rises through the body, the blood mist is coming out, the outer evil is revealed, the blood flashes, the electric light flint around the poisonous fog, the wrist is turned, and the knife is slashed out. Mixed with faint wailing and screaming, the huge **** sword aura slashed towards the young man!

The young man squinted his eyes slightly and was about to move, but when the sword was approaching, the world in his eyes suddenly changed.

The young man was shocked, knowing that he was intimidated by the opponent's sword intent, and he quickly held his breath, and with the cultivation base of the foundation period, he forcibly broke the chaos in front of him!

Whoosh!

The sword spirit has been cut to the young man's face!

At the critical moment, the young man let out a cold snort, and his whole body was surging. At the moment of his death, he rose from the ground and evaded the knife!

Wow...

The bamboo forest behind the boy fell, and the black liquid filled with fishy smell like blood splashed all over the floor.

To seize the opportunity, Pei Ling did not stop at all, tired of the knife, and the whole body changed, from the invincible fierceness to the murderous intent to kill the common people!

The original blood mist on the blade body of Tired of Life boiled instantly.

At this moment, the howl of the blade resentful soul broke through the whispers of the past, and instead issued a sharp scream!

Brush and brush...

Twenty Dao Qi suddenly slashed towards the young man!

The young man's face became cold, and the five-color mandala in his hand shook lightly. In an instant, all the petals flew out of the calyx, turning into a huge shield, blocking him.

At the same time, he doubled his sleeves in one fell swoop, and a dozen poisonous spears popped out of his sleeves instantly, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole, shooting at Pei Ling in a moment.

Clang clang...

More than a dozen sword qi slashed on the giant shield, splashing sparks and fog, the giant shield could not resist the continuous force of the sword intent, and crashed, and the remaining sword qi continued to slash at the young man!

The young man's face changed slightly, and he was about to dodge, but as before, his mind was robbed by the sword intent that followed him before he could make any movements.

Puff puff……

After several stabs, the Chinese clothing boy's spiritual power stagnated, and he fell from the air on the spot, and the poisonous spear he shot at Pei Ling just now lost control and was easily avoided by the opponent.

Pei Ling was slightly startled, this is the foundation of humanity? It's so far from Han Sigu!

But at the moment there is no time to wonder, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, hurry up to make up the knife!

In the middle of the thoughts, Pei Ling turned into a Changhong, and instantly passed a distance of more than ten feet, and appeared beside the young man. He was tired of the sword and brought out a brilliant light in the air, slashing to the opponent's neck!

But at this moment!

boom! ! !

A powerful wave of air suddenly exploded centered on the Huafu boy.

Peiling was shocked and flew upside down. He broke seventeen or eight strokes of the bamboo in one breath. He barely stopped. He just stood still when he saw that the young man in Huafu had already climbed up from the ground, with the knife wound on his body. Healing was just blocked by the sword's intent, and the recovery was extremely slow.

The young man Senran looked at Pei Ling. On his white face, lines like a mandala slowly appeared, and his whole body aura skyrocketed!

At the same time, in the waterside pavilion by the sky in the mirror, Mo Zhenyi smashed the tea cup in his hand, and the five elders beside him changed their expressions: "Authentic foundation building?! How is this possible!"

"It's impossible for others, but this Lu Xuan is not necessarily." Mo Zhenyi's face was gloomy, "Don't forget, after Luo Qiao died, although the secret library was seized by the Eastern Region, some soup and water fell into his hands. Before the Outer Gate Grand Competition, we gather all the necessary things and forge an authentic foundation, why not?"

"By himself, this kid is not qualified to get a tunnel foundation!"

"It must be that Luo Qiao, a bastard, can't understand people clearly, and he won't tell the wolf into the room. It's fine for him to die, and it left me with such a trouble in the Southern Territory."

The elders looked at each other, and for a moment, Li Ping asked in a deep voice: "Domain Lord, what about Pei Ling now...?"