Surprise! The little sister who is loved by the group is actually the strongest in Kyushu!

Xiao Kun still had eight men left.

If they all died here, even if he returned alive, he would have trouble explaining himself.

Xiao Kun did not dare to move forward rashly. He quietly looked at the ten ancient warriors in front of him, trying to see their flaws.

Based on his experience, a person who had not even reached the stage of transformation could not have controlled a peak cultivator of the Hedao realm for so long and so easily.

Bai Ruochu endured the pain and snorted at them.

"Get out of here!"

He waved his hand, and the ten ancient warriors swung their weapons together, and ten ghost qi slashed at them.

Xiao Kun and the others suddenly flashed back more than ten meters to avoid the attack.

The ghost qi slashed at the ground, and a large hole several meters deep was cut out of the ground. If they had not dodged quickly, they would have died.

Xiao Kun was shocked.

Could it be that... the cultivators of Jiuzhou were really so powerful? Just half a step into the spirit, can he already compete with them?

No, I can't gamble with my life, I might as well pretend to leave first.

"Let's go!"

Xiao Kun waved his hand and led people away.

Bai Ruochu continued to float in the air, watching people walk away, and his spiritual energy suddenly became insufficient.

The ten ancient generals dissipated on the spot and returned to the talisman.

Bai Ruochu fell from midair.

"Brother!"

Bai Qingyao stepped down and supported Bai Ruochu.

Bai Ruochu pursed his lips, with blood on the corners of his lips, "I'm fine."

"How can I be fine! With your cultivation, you can't control the ten ancient generals at all!" Bai Qingyao choked in her throat.

She was really useless, always thinking she was a genius, but in the end, she couldn't even protect her brother.

"It's okay, let's go."

Bai Ruochu shook his head.

Bai Qingyao nodded, supported Bai Ruochu, and left quickly.

In the end, they only walked a few hundred meters.

Xiao Kun led eight subordinates, five in front and four in the back to block them.

"Ha! I knew you were just a powerful crossbow!" Xiao Kun sneered and drew his sword.

"Powerful crossbow? I think you want to die under the ghost energy of the ten generals!" Bai Ruochu drew a talisman from his arms.

Seeing this, Xiao Kun waved his hand back, and the powerful spiritual energy slapped the talisman in Bai Ruochu's hand, and the sword in his hand stabbed out.

The spiritual energy in Bai Ruochu's dantian had just been exhausted from controlling the ten generals. There was no place to hide at this time, even if he pretended to be strong.

Bai Qingyao supported her brother and had no way to hide. She could only let go of her brother, condensed the lightning whip, took out a pill, stuffed it into her mouth, and her cultivation increased several times in an instant. With a whip of the lightning whip, Xiao Kun's spiritual energy and sword were waved away.

"I won't let you hurt my brother!"

Bai Qingyao protected Bai Ruochu behind her.

Bai Ruochu's lips moved slightly, "Sister..."

"Brother, don't say anything, we are siblings, and siblings should support each other. You should protect me, and I should protect you in return!"

Bai Ruochu wanted to stop him, but when he heard this, his heart ached.

Okay, then we will live and die together.

He also formed a seal and quietly drew a soul-locking talisman on Bai Qingyao's back. Even if Bai Qingyao was beaten to death, her soul would not disperse and become a ghost cultivator.

"What a deep brother-sister love! Then I will kill you all together!"

"Line up!"

Xiao Kun chuckled, and the eight cultivators behind him quickly lined up, holding swords in their hands. A huge sword energy, with the power of destroying the world, slashed towards them.

Bai Qingyao held the whip horizontally. Although she had taken a quick-acting pill to improve her cultivation to the level of Hedao, how could she fight against a small team alone?

She concentrated all her cultivation on the whip, forming a huge shield to protect herself and her brother, and then closed her eyes in despair.

Bai Ruochu, who was standing behind Bai Qingyao, also closed his eyes with heartache and unwillingness.

Qing Jiujiu jumped up and flashed over.

Bai Qingyao? Bai Ruochu?

These two wretches!

Qing Jiujiu quickly pulled out the rattle.

"Boom!"

The sword energy hit the drum surface, making a loud noise and thick smoke.

Xiao Kun frowned in surprise, looking at the smoke in front of him.

What happened?

What was the sound just now?

The smoke was so big, Jiuzhou brothers and sisters should have died under his sword formation, right?

Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruochu were surprised.

That familiar collision sound just now, could it be...?

The two of them suddenly opened their eyes.

I saw a pink figure with two small buns on her round head, tied with a red hairband. Her chubby little hands were raised, and a rattle that was half her size was placed in front of her.

Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruochu were delighted, and they cried out as if they had seen a savior.

"Qing Jiujiu!"

"Qing Jiujiu!"

Xiao Kun: Qing Jiujiu?

YanThe fog dispersed, and he looked around. There was no one in front of him. As a result, he lowered his head and found a little baby with an orange aura all over his body.

Orange means the God of Transformation.

A little baby in the God of Transformation stage blocked their sword formation?

What is the situation in Jiuzhou? Can everyone challenge them above their level? First, a half-step God of Transformation killed eleven of them in a row, and now another God of Transformation blocked the attack of the nine-man sword formation? !

Qing Jiujiu looked back at Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruchu, and winked at them playfully.

"Brother and sister, step back a little."

Why did Bai Qingyao and Bai Ruchu want to cry in an instant?

Of course they wanted to cry. No matter who thought they were going to die but were saved, they would want to cry.

Bai Qingyao nodded obediently and helped Bai Ruchu retreat a hundred meters in one breath.

Bai Ruchu looked at Bai Qingyao in surprise, as if he found the sun rising from the west.

Since when did my sister listen to Qing Jiujiu so much!!

Did something happen that he didn't know?

Qing Jiujiu watched them retreat, and waved her hand back to cover them with a shield, then turned back to look at Xiao Kun in front of her.

"Hey! You! Are you from Beimeizhou or Dayangzhou?"

She raised her chin, a little bit arrogant and a little bit arrogant.

Xiao Kun was furious. How could this be a little baby dare to talk to him like this!

He shouted loudly.

"What hey!? I am the leader of the third-class warriors of Beimeizhou, Xiao Kun!"

"Oh~ So you are the Beimeizhou warrior ranked first on the strength list, it seems... you are just so-so!" Qing Jiujiu looked up and down at him with a rattle and sneered.

"How could this be absurd! How arrogant you are!"

Xiao Kun opened his palm and the sword in his hand flew out.

The eight subordinates behind him also opened their palms and the swords in their hands flew out.

This is flying sword!

When sword cultivation reaches a certain level, one can point the sword and control the sword, which can not only ensure that one is not injured, but also control the sword to give the opponent a critical hit.

Nine heavy swords, with overwhelming sword intent, smashed towards Qing Jiujiu from top to bottom.

Bai Ruochu was a little worried and whispered, "Jiujiu, will you be okay?"

"Don't worry, absolutely not, Jiujiu is the most powerful!" Bai Qingyao narrowed his eyes and whispered.

Bai Ruochu: ? ? ?

He seemed to be hallucinating.