Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Inner sect disciples must have some kind of self-defense magic weapon given by the master.

In the late stage of foundation building, if coupled with powerful self-defense magic weapons, then even if they rely on a lot of people, they may not be able to win the opponent.

"What kind of cultivation I am, I don't need you to worry about it. If you are sensible, put down things and leave it to Miss Ben immediately!"

Su Qiao put his hand on the hilt of the sword, not polite at all, more arrogant than he was just now.

"you……?"

The man in Tsing Yi was angry and unwilling, and stared at Su Qiao with great fear:

"We are the disciples of Tianyuan Sect. You Lingyuan Sect, relying on your high cultivation, do whatever you want, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and you are not afraid that our sect master will go to your Lingyuan Sect..."

Su Qiao sneered and interrupted him directly: "Hehe, if you want trouble, just go."

"Oh, yes, my master is Lingjianfeng Nie Feng, you can ask your sect master to find him directly."

Although it is only a so-called named disciple, it can be regarded as a disciple.

When the disciple has something to do, as a master, it shouldn't be too much to clean up the rotten beach, right?

"Nie Feng?"

Several disciples of Tianyuan Sect looked at each other in dismay, and no one dared to move for a while.

Nie Feng of the Lingyuan Sect, who built the foundation in three years, formed the elixir in ten years, and broke through the golden elixir in fifty years, became the youngest Nascent Soul master in the cultivation world. Who has never heard of such a genius person?

It is said that he is expected to break through Nascent Soul within a hundred years.

Such people, even if they are inner disciples of Tianyuan Sect, would not dare to offend them easily.

If you can kill the woman in front of you in one fell swoop, that's fine, but if you can't...

Thinking of the possible revenge that would follow, the thought of relying on more people to fight just now disappeared instantly.

Seeing them cowardly, Su Qiao raised her eyebrows rudely: "What? Do you want me to do it myself?"

'pyridine'

Su Qiao slowly drew out his sword, his eyes full of threats:

"If I do it myself, I can't blame me if I'm going to be a bit heavy and I will destroy you all."

"Hmph, you are cruel."

The man in Tsing Yi unwillingly took off the storage bag on his waist and threw it to the ground. Finally, he glanced at Bailihan angrily, and quickly left with a few fellow disciples who also took off the storage bag.

Su Qiao glanced coldly at their backs and withdrew the sword.

Nothing harsh.

But whoever has the bigger fist has the right to speak.

If she was only in the early stage of foundation building today, they would never compromise so easily.

Glancing sideways at the outer disciple, Su Qiao said nothing, picked up a few storage bags, quickly wiped away the consciousness on them, turned around and left.

It's just that she didn't expect that the outer disciple would silently follow her.

Su Qiao turned back and warned coldly, "Don't follow me."

The young man stared at her with dark eyes, and said coldly, "You saved me."

Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him: "I think too much, I just want their storage bag."

She is not a kind person.

Kind and simple people, in this world, do not live long, and will not end well in the end.

She is a good example.

The youth is like a dog skin plaster, Su Qiao warned again and again, but he still followed behind silently.

Su Qiao became impatient and stared at him with murderous intent: "Say, don't follow me, follow me again, and I'll kill you."

A trace of coldness flashed across the deep black eyes of the young man, and he lowered his eyes: "I know where there is a spiritual cleansing fruit, and I can take you there."

After a pause, he explained: "Just thank you for your kindness just now."

Su Qiao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed: "Do you really know?"

She has wandered around this area several times, but she still can't find the Spirit Washing Fruit.

She is really worried now.

If Su Lanqing's woman gets it first, then her plan will be in vain.

Seeing her hooked, Bailihan's mouth slightly curved up.