My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Next to him, Luo Enen looked regretful. Previously, I was thinking of hiding my strength for a while, pretending to be mysterious, and then show off my power later, so that everyone could see Miss Luo's valiant and heroic appearance. Who knew that she accidentally went too far and stole the limelight? All opportunities were left to Fatty Bai, and Miss Luo felt so regretful that she wanted to hit the wall.

"Bang!" With Luo Enen's strong psychological endurance, of course he would not really hit the wall, but the next moment, Zhu Tianxiao was like a dead tree in a mountain torrent, slamming into the cliff.

Fatty Bai slowly retracted his sword, and Zhu Tianxiao slid down like a puddle of mud.

With one sword, it was still just one sword. The second elder of the Mad Sword Sect who had been so powerful before was defeated miserably at the hands of Fatty Bai. Although this sword was not as sharp as Luo Enen's sword, it was more soul-stirring and unforgettable.

"Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Second Elder!" This time, without any hesitation, a group of Crazy Sword Sect disciples swarmed forward.

That fat, white-haired man was so terrifying. The thought of Zhu Tianxiao being caught up in his sword light, rolling helplessly like a dead leaf, made them tremble with fear. Even if he looked at him, they felt cold sweat all over their bodies. drip.

Without any instructions, they carried Zhu Tianxiao to Pang Aoting. It only took two or three people to do it, but hundreds of them gathered - there was no way, the fat man was too scary, so they could only gather around the sect leader. , they can find a little sense of security.

"Tianxiao!" Pang Aoting shouted in a trembling voice, and the corners of his eyes were wet.

At this time, Zhu Tianxiao was in ragged clothes and covered in blood, as if he had just been fished out of a pool of blood. At the worst moment, there was a purple mist between his eyebrows, and cracks appeared on the three holy beads. Even without the need for spiritual exploration, he could tell that Zhu Tianxiao must have damaged his Holy Spirit root, making it difficult to heal the rupture of the Holy Pearl. Even if such an injury is healed, his cultivation level will definitely drop as much as that of the third elder, and it will be difficult to recover, and he will not be able to improve even half a step in his life.

"Master Sect Master, I, I..." Zhu Tianxiao opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at Pang Aoting guiltily. Before he could finish his words, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Tianxiao..." Pang Aoting cried out sadly, and finally shed two old tears.

Among the four elders of the Mad Sword Sect, although Zhu Tianxiao is not the strongest, he is the youngest. Not to mention him and the old elder next to him, nor the third elder who was defeated by Luo Enen's sword before. He is the lowest among the few. He has barely been promoted to heavenly saint by relying on secret techniques. He is destined to never become a great person in this life. The four elders are twice as old as him. By the way, the elder who was injured by Chang Wanfa and Swinging Sword was the fourth elder.

Given Zhu Tianxiao's age, it goes without saying that he has such strength, his qualifications and character. Pang Aoting had always had high hopes for him and regarded him as the mainstay of the Mad Sword Sect. He even thought of waiting a few more years for his temperament to become calmer before relinquishing the position of sect leader to him. Who would have thought that in just one year, he would be injured like this by Fatty Bai, and his cultivation would be completely ended!

Clenching his fists, his heart ached like a knife.

"Sect Master Pang, it's time for the next game." Gu Fenghua reminded.

Looking at Zhu Tianxiao, who looked like a bloody man, and the broken holy bead between his eyebrows, she didn't have any sympathy, let alone any pity. She had witnessed Zhu Tianxiao's previous arrogance with her own eyes. If Chen Wanqiao hadn't taken action at the right time, the person lying on the ground now might not be him, but the two elders Chang Qiu.