Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 281 Betrayer

Lu Wensheng lowered his voice and criticized Liu Jiqian's behavior in shame and anger, but he was not confident enough.

"There are so many people here, and the situation is not appropriate, why are you suddenly..."

He was so embarrassed that even the word "kiss" seemed too hot to his lips and he couldn't say it.

Liu Jiqian didn't think there was anything wrong with him being so close to her at this moment - just for this moment! If Yangming was used to being close to him, he wouldn't think so. They were still not close enough!

He hadn't been with Lu Wensheng for a long time, so he went to see him whenever he had time. However, all he could see was the Discipline Hall, and he was very cold to him.

After this kiss, he was afraid that Yangming would get angry so he didn't dare to kiss him any longer, but he was still scolded.

Liu Jiqian, on the contrary, felt a little aggrieved and sad. His amber eyes were sparkling and his eyelashes were trembling as if they were about to break.

"I really miss you. If I saw you more often, I wouldn't be so rude."

System: What a big pot of Biluochun.

Lu Wensheng tasted something and thought: So it’s still his problem?

However, Lu Wensheng had learned his lesson. He was afraid that Liu Jiqian would make some requests after he opened his mouth, and he would agree without thinking. So he chose to remain silent under the other party's resentful gaze.

Min Xiao's cultivation is not low, and he can now transform into his original form, but facing several sect masters and elders, it is obviously not enough. He is unwilling to transform into his true form and is beaten back step by step.

If it weren't for his thick skin, Min Xiao might have been beaten into a folding screen and would have died no matter how he folded it.

Now it's embedded in the ground, it's lucky that it can be taken down - the purpose of his coming here is not to be pinned down and beaten, it would be a shame.

"Snapped."

He snapped his fingers, and several high-level monks came forward. He supported his intact but wounded body and "escaped unscathed."

The high-level cultivators who were in a lower realm had already been dealt with by the cultivation world. Those standing on the opposite side at this time were the backbone of the cultivation world, and the lowest status was an inner door deacon.

Enemies are extremely jealous of each other when they meet, but the face of a traitor is the most unbearable.

The one with the highest cultivation level among them was actually the deputy leader of Lingxiao Sect.

These high-level monks were usually pampered and worshipped everywhere, but now they have turned against us after enjoying the resources. All the monks looking at them are resentful.

Why? No need to ask, it's just power, just a possibility of advancement, life span, cultivation, path, and unsatisfied greed and obsession.

The one with the calmest expression was Shen Wenxin. He still looked calm and just looked at the deputy sect leader clearly.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Hahaha, Shen Wenxin, you ask even though you already know the answer, why are you asking me?!

The path of sword cultivation is to overcome all difficulties. You don't need to stick to anything other than the sword path. Sword cultivation consumes resources. Look at Lingxiao Sect, it is poor and destitute. The disciples can't even get together a few decent clothes. They wear patched clothes and live like beggars. "

The disciples of Ling Xiao Sect were indignant: We are beggars?! This is nonsense! Beggars ask for things, but we are different. We will rob them ourselves! Bah! We will get it with our own hands!

Yan Qingshu was furious: Nonsense! Now with her investment, the clothes are obviously not patched, and she has never seen this deputy sect leader, I am afraid he has just come out of seclusion!

"You can't even take care of your own disciples, and you're still participating in training missions. You're kind enough to maintain the order of the cultivation world, but why don't you look at your disciples? The disciples of the big sect are surviving on a few spirit stones. Don't you think it's ridiculous?

What kind of swordsmanship is this?! Don't accuse me of being snobbish. This world is a place of fame and fortune where people curry favor with the powerful. Only pride can be passed down!"

Mingche's eyes were full of mockery.

He is more greedy than those who seek power and status. Those who seek power and status will at most fall, but he seeks meaning, and seeking meaning will make him crazy.

Obviously, he has gone crazy for his swordsmanship.

However, these high-level officials who turned against the party essentially ended up in the same place.

The nothingness that cannot be obtained, the emptiness that cannot be grasped, the madness that is driven into despair, they suppress their souls, fight against the responsibilities assigned to them, but pretend to be more noble and harmless.

Their betrayal is a firm thorn in the lifeline of the cultivation world.

Moaning with happiness in the ruins, now we are all prisoners of desire.

The hesitation before crossing the bottom line is a test, but after crossing the bottom line, there is no return.

No matter how lofty the words they use, they cannot cover up their selfish nature.

"I understand." Shen Wenxin closed his eyes and sighed, then raised his eyes with murderous intent rolling in his eyes.

"Things covered in human skin are aliens and should be killed!"

Jun Ning had a clear target and attacked Min Xiao directly without any ambiguity. Ming Che snorted coldly to stop the opponent, and Shen Wenxin also stepped forward to join the battle.

Bai Wenche tried to block Min Xiao's retreat, but another spiritual sword interfered. The sword body entangled with the "Blue Sky and Starry River", making a harsh friction sound.

The other sect leaders and elders did not hesitate either, and the two sides fought again. With so many high-level cultivators dragging around, Min Xiao naturally took Shi Yubai and the others away smoothly, while the cultivation world was clearly really angry.

Beating up the demon cultivators and the demon clan was the result of anger from a feud, and beating up the traitors was just adding fuel to the fire.

The disciples who could not participate all stayed away, and everyone tacitly set up a protective shield.

The high platform collapsed, the grass and trees were destroyed, and streaks of light flew all over the sky, which was comparable to the modern century war. The rumbling sound was endless, making people's heads buzz and swell.

The big guys who usually act in a high-handed manner, with elegant demeanor and a masterly temperament, but when they really fight, they actually return to nature...wild and simple.

With the pure desire to kill the opponent, he would continuously throw talismans or smash magic weapons at the opponent, using all the tricks he had.

Lu Wensheng and his disciples hid under the bunker, bewildered. They didn't know how the fire outside could suddenly spread across the ground. It was as if they were in a modern battlefield with artillery fire behind them. They held their chins in their hands, hoping that they wouldn't flatten the mountain.

Suddenly, the sword at his waist trembled. Lu Wensheng frowned and touched the sword, thinking that the sword was affected by the spiritual power of the bosses, but found that he could not calm it down.

Before he could react, with a "buzz" sound, the spirit sword began to tremble violently under the powerful summoning force, as if it was bidding its final farewell to its master, and then it flew out of its sheath with a whoosh.

Lu Wensheng: “???” My sword just flew away like that?!

Lu Wensheng's face was filled with astonishment. The sound of swords rang out all around him, and many people exclaimed in surprise.

I saw countless spirit swords breaking free from their masters' restraints, transforming into streams of light, cutting through the sky.

A huge vortex appeared in the sky, and countless rays of light gathered from all directions. It was the appearance of the summoned spirit swords gathering together.

In the vortex, lights intertwined and sword shadows were numerous. Each sword light carried a sharp aura, whistling through the sky. The scene was extremely shocking, as if it was going to tear the entire world apart.

The moves are cool and impressive, but - some of the swords are useless.