Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

No matter what Elder the blood evil sect thinks, Chen Ming walks over and pulls out his own wooden sword.

puff……

The blood soared, and Chang Tai went into a coma directly!

The younger brother was too cruel, he was seriously injured in one blow, and he had to draw his sword!

The disciples of the Green Mountain Sect sighed.

"Is there any more? Someone can fight!" Chen Ming stood in the field, raised his wooden sword and pointed at the disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect.

At this moment, Chen Ming was full of spirits and was very satisfied.

I can finally slap my face, excited! So excited!

Hold on! Hold on! Be sure to stay steady! Can't show it, or the master will feel that my heart is unstable and don't want me.

Can't hold back anymore, it's so cool to slap your face!

Chen Ming still didn't hold back, a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this scene, the Blood Fiend Sect was very angry. It is as uncomfortable as it is to be ridden on the head by an insignificant waste.

"I come!"

One of the disciples couldn't help but walked out with a big knife.

"Under Chang Xiong, take your head and avenge my brother!" Chang Xiong said viciously.

Chen Ming didn't reply, generally speaking harshly, the strength is not good.

Seeing Chen Ming, Chang Xiong didn't bother to pay attention to him. He was so angry that he clasped the big knife in both hands and shouted, "Guillotine!"

One foot on the ground, dived down from the air, and slashed towards Chen Ming.

"Chen Ming be careful, he is practicing the eleventh level!" Lin Wentian immediately reminded him.

Chen Ming's double-finger imperial sword, one fingertip, the wooden sword comes with a trace of Spirit Power, and he greeted him!

Ding!

The wooden sword hit the broad sword, Chang Xiong released his hands and the broad sword was knocked out. People also lost their center of gravity and inertia, and fell from low altitude.

boom!

The ground was smashed into a big hole, and when Chang Xiong was about to get up, the big knife in the air also fell down. Sticking straight beside Chang Xiong's neck, he almost lost his head.

Chang Xiong felt the chill from the knife and was scared to pee!

"Hey, let's forget that we are weak, still so persuaded!" Chen Ming pinched his nose, showing an expression of disgust.

Snapped……

Kill the heart!

The whole blood evil sect went up and down, as if being slapped a few times on the face, it was hot and painful.

Especially the grumpy Chang Xiong, when he reacted, he wanted to die. Death is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that Dao's heart is broken.

Chen Ming will slap her face to the fullest.

"The younger brother is too fierce!" Several senior brothers and sisters of the Qingshan Sect all secretly said to themselves.

He didn't use the sword art, just simple swordsmanship, and knocked people out.

Lin Wentian looked at the energetic Chen Ming on the court, and then at the sword in his hand.

I learned this sword in vain!

People who have only practiced swords for three days can challenge the ranks and kill them with one blow! As for me, I will kill you if you are hit by someone!

People are more angry than people!

Chen Ming still feels a little bit emotional!

Fortunately, no one wanted him in the Ninth-Rank Blood Evil Sect at the time. Only by chance could he worship the hidden Sect Qingshan Sect in the transcendence of the Holy Mansion.

If the blind really went in at that time, there might not be such a good opportunity.

God, you still treat me well.

After sighing, Chen Ming made up his mind to stay in the Green Mountain Sect in the future, not going anywhere, clinging tightly to his thighs!

Chen Ming looked at everyone in the Blood Fiend Sect and felt that it was time to pretend to be a wave.

"Who else?"

"It's just the Xiaoxiao Ninth-Rank Blood Evil Sect. Who gave you the courage to come to my Qingshan Sect to shout?"

"You can't even beat me, and still want to compete with my senior brothers and sisters?"

...

At this moment, Chen Ming showed his domineering spirit to the fullest.

After the installation, Chen Ming had only one thought in his mind, "Cool!"

All the members of the Qingshan Sect were stunned.

Cang Xuan, almost got it! Don't say it anymore, I can't stand the heart of being a teacher!

Aoyama Daoist intentionally stopped, but couldn't speak. At this time, I didn't know how to persuade Chen Ming. I can’t say that our Sect is not as good as the Blood Demon Sect, right?

The six senior elder sisters were even more frightened.

Junior brother, you are too arrogant, right? It's fine if you win, don't pull hatred! It's almost installed!

Blood Fiend Elder was furious as he listened to Chen Ming's words!

When did his ninth-rank blood evil sect be described as unbearable by an incompetent broken Sect?

Does his blood evil sect still want to mix in Azure Dragon Continent!

Qing Shan Daoist looked at the bloody Elder whose face was flushed with anger, and he reminded him: "Ahem, Cang Xuan, pay attention to xinxing!"

Would you like to remind me, the little apprentice has to blow to the sky.

"Yes, Master!" Chen Ming hurriedly bowed to salute, suppressing the bastard.

Phew, fortunately, the master didn't blame it. It's cool, but you have to pay attention to it in the future, and you can't overplay it.

"Too much deception! Too much deception! You Qingshan Sect deceives too much!"

Blood Fiend Elder said three in a row.

He thought that Elder Qingshan reminded him that he was insulting his blood evil sect and rubbed his blood evil sect face completely on the ground!

Originally thinking of taking the disciples to temper and annexing the Green Mountain Sect. The result is only grinding, grinding on the ground!

The more I think about it, the more angry!

His blood evil sect, no matter how bad it is, is a ninth-rank Sect under the holy mansion, and now he is severely beaten in the face by an inferior Sect.

After it spreads out, how can his blood evil sect be mixed?

You misunderstood! The old man really didn't mean to beat your bloody evil sect in the face!

Qingshan Daoist complained in his heart, and he couldn't explain it.

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