The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

One hundred core disciples, each can bring ten helpers, that is, there are one hundred teams.

Each helper is carefully selected, absolutely genius, even the proud Saint Qingyue has ten helpers behind her.

When they arrived at the entrance of the Sword Qi Corridor, the momentum was still quite huge.

Only Lin Ying and herself were the only eight people.

"Hehe, Sister Lin Ying, has the Lin clan been so defeated? You can't even get ten people together?"

At this time, Hongyu brought Chen Lang and others to Lin Ying and others.

Although everyone knew what was going on with Lin Ying, the sarcasm in their words was not concealed.

Lin Ying glanced at Hongyu, and said, "You can speak better than the eight of us, how dare a loser talk about courage."

For Lin Ying, Hongyu's failure in the election for the Saint may be the only pain.

When Lin Ying said this, Hongyu's expression suddenly stagnated.

There was no powerful point to fight back.

"Ying'er is still so fierce, worthy of being the Flying Snow Sword Immortal. Chen likes her more and more.

But this time, Ying'er, you can't make up the number of ten people, why didn't you tell me.

If Ying'er had told me earlier, Chen wouldn't have accepted the invitation of Junior Sister Hongyu."

While speaking, this guy opened the folding fan in his hand again, and the image of Lin Ying on it seemed to have changed its posture again, looking more charming.

Lin Ying narrowed her eyes slightly, and the murderous intent on her body rose instantly.

Every time she came into contact with Chen Lang, as long as this guy opened his mouth, he could always accurately irritate Lin Ying.

But at this time, Saint Gana quietly passed a holy energy to Lin Ying.

"Miss Lin, calm down."

Saint Gana's ethereal voice sounded, and Lin Ying suddenly calmed down.

Take a deep breath, no longer looking at Hongyu and Chen Lang.

Looked calmly at the entrance of the Sword Qi Corridor.

Seeing this, the two of them couldn't help but be surprised, and even the many core disciples of swordsmen not far away looked up to Lin Ying again.

They thought that Lin Ying's ability to regulate his emotions had improved again.

"Haha, pretending, you'd better pray that I don't meet you first when you enter the Sword Qi Gallery later.

Mr. Zou, my swordsman's Sword Qi Gallery is a good place. It would be your honor if you can be buried there."

Seeing that Lin Ying ignored her, Hongyu no longer concealed her murderous intent and hatred.

At the end of her words, she pointed her spearhead directly at Su Jingzhe.

Su Jingzhe glanced at her indifferently and ignored her.

He valued Chen Lang, a smiling tiger, but he would not use words to gain advantage at this time.

Moreover, his target this time was not the core disciples of Hongyu. A person who could not even get the Saint of Weizuo was not worthy of Su Jingzhe as an opponent.

The most important goal was to find Zhang Xiu and help her get the fortune she wanted.

Another goal was to help Zhang Xiu get revenge under appropriate circumstances, that is, to target the Saint of Qingyue.

In other words, his opponent is always the strongest one.

At this time, Su Jingzhe's eyes were like forest shadows, looking directly at the entrance of the Sword Qi Gallery.

The entrance was a snow-covered cliff.

At this time, the middle of the cliff had cracked and was slowly moving to both sides.

As the entrance in the middle became wider and wider, the sacred fluctuations coming from it became stronger and stronger.

The breathing of many core disciples became heavier at this time.

After dozens of breaths, this cliff was completely opened.

The entrance was like a black hole, filled with extremely rich spatial fluctuations.

The various ancient auras coming from it became more and more intense.

The energy of all the people at the entrance began to surge.

At this time, a white-robed figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Sword Qi Gallery.

He was burly and stood in the void, like a peerless sword.

Seeing his appearance, everyone present suddenly looked solemn.

Including all the elders, they all saluted respectfully.

"Greetings to the Sword Master!"

"Greetings to the Sword Master!"

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Waves of greetings rang out, and countless swordsmen disciples' eyes were full of enthusiasm.

Even Lin Ying next to Su Jingzhe was full of excitement.

Seeing this scene, Su Jingzhe was a little confused.

He saw the swordsman's boss without any sign?

His face became excited like everyone else, but Su Jingzhe's heart was full of solemnity.

His consciousness subconsciously probed towards the Wuji Spirit Beast Bag on his waist, but found that Bai Suzhen was already immersed in a lake in it, falling into a state similar to turtle breathing.

Not revealing her own breath at all.

After thinking about it, Su Jingzhe's consciousness in the Bliss Pure Man quietly mobilized the world power in it with his own authority, covering the spirit beast bag.

The Sword Master has definitely reached the level of the Immortal Emperor, and he is probably among the top among the Immortal Emperors.

Although the Sword Master's attention is not here, it is not too careful for people of this level.

If the other party really noticed the existence of Bai Suzhen, no one could predict what would happen.

For the current Sword Master, the incident with Bai Suzhen might not matter, or might be considered a stain.

Before Zhang Xiu's problem was solved, Su Jingzhe didn't dare to bet on the Sword Master's attitude.

And if Lin Ying knew that the helper she relied on might be hostile to her Sword Master, she would probably be torn apart.

The sword master smiled and swept his eyes over everyone.

Then he said, "My swordsman sword energy corridor is the most important place of inheritance. There are countless fortunes in it, which can be obtained by personal fate.

Of course, it also contains endless dangers. I will not restrict your competition, but I hope you can do it within your ability."

Hearing the sword master's words, everyone's heart was shocked.

For Su Jingzhe and others, the rest is nonsense, and the key point is only one sentence: no restrictions on competition!

In other words, as long as you enter it, you can have no taboos and kill at will.

This is absolute freedom. At the same time, his eyes subconsciously looked at the helpers invited by each core disciple.

He seemed to suddenly understand the true meaning of the swordsman core disciples inviting helpers.

The word cannon fodder suddenly appeared in his mind.

Under the rule of absolute freedom, killing is not prohibited. If you want to minimize the losses of core disciples, then sacrificing outsiders is naturally the best choice.

After all, these are core disciples ranked in the top 100, and it takes a lot of resources to cultivate them.

When they grow up, they will become the backbone of the sect.

Even at this time, Su Jingzhe could imagine that all the core disciples, including Lin Ying, must have special ways to save their lives after entering the Sword Qi Corridor.

He suddenly remembered that after Lin Ying arrived at her residence yesterday, she left in a hurry.

He became more alert.

Then the Sword Master said some meaningless words.

He made way.

"Okay, little guys, go ahead, good luck to you."

The Sword Master smiled slightly, and then everyone, led by Saint Qingyue, quickly turned into streams of light and rushed straight into the Sword Qi Corridor.

"Fellow Daoist Zou, Fellow Daoist Qiu, follow me in."

Lin Ying called out to Su Jingzhe and the others, and then moved instantly.

At this time, Su Jingzhe felt that the Sword Master seemed to look at him.

He suddenly became nervous again.