Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Si Huang Xihua's pupils dilated. She instinctively raised her gun and barely blocked the blow, but she couldn't even hold on for three seconds before being forced back repeatedly. Shen Qiao hadn't given her any leeway, so even though she had barely stopped at the bottom of the stairs, she had no chance to even release the force. She could only use her hands to support the sword that was already in front of her.

How to do? !

She panicked.

"Junior sister! Let me help you!"

After this powerful shout, a mountain-splitting axe suddenly fell from the sky, as if to help Si Huang Xihua solve the urgent problem. Unexpectedly, Shen Qiao not only did not withdraw the attack, but calmly raised the scabbard with his right hand and blocked it firmly.

The spiritual powers of the three people collided instantly, producing a clearly visible spiritual power wave. Si Huang Xihua, who had been trying his best to hold on, was affected and groaned, with blood coming out of the corner of his lips.

The customs official was shocked when he saw this. He wanted to withdraw quickly, but he found that his axe seemed to be stuck to the scabbard and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Don't worry, you two! Add me in!!"

When this deep voice sounded, there was a burst of noisy piano sounds like devilish sounds in the ears. The disciples who were close to it immediately covered their ears.

The forbidden music for the zither that is specifically designed to confuse people's minds - "Devil's Music", Wen Zong's people really don't intend to hide anything.

Shen Qiao glanced over and happened to meet Yao Suqin's silver eyes. The silent feeling of oppression seemed to bring him back to the days when he lived in a shabby house and read by candlelight at night.

This feeling made him pause for half a second unconsciously, but he was suddenly awakened from his nightmare by a sneer.

"Fellow Daoist Yao's zither skills shouldn't be used as a weapon."

"Time to go fluff the cotton."

Wang You, who was standing by as a background, turned his head away as if trying to hide something after hearing this.

Yao Suqin was so angry that his face turned pale, and his mind was distracted and he played the wrong note. Shen Qiao did not give him a chance to correct his mistake and start over. The pressure of the Great Perfection of Xitian Realm spread out in an instant, directly breaking all his strings.

Si Huang Xihua and Guan Wu were so frightened by the pressure that they started bleeding from all seven orifices. Finally, they couldn't bear it anymore and were knocked away.

"Wenzong Tianjiao?"

Shen Qiao glanced at it with disdain, "Nothing special."

Yao Suqin was so angry that she couldn't breathe. She raised her trembling hand and pointed at Shen Qiao for a long time. Finally, she spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Seeing that the three most capable disciples of the sect were beaten without any resistance, the group of people finally got scared. Those outer disciples who were still unable to get up supported each other and moved away, unintentionally making way for Shen Qiao and letting her enter the sect.

"You, Emperor Wenzong, ruled without governing. You allowed demons to wreak havoc and murder the people under your rule, causing the tragic deaths of all 198 people in Daizhuang."

"You, Wen Zong, have slaughtered innocent people indiscriminately. You have secretly researched harmful ghosts and monsters, placing thousands of residents of Huacheng in danger. You have fed the souls of the living to the ghosts, and used forbidden and evil techniques to deprive the living of their lives."

"Every one of these is bloody evidence!"

"Ruling without governing, killing innocent people..."

"He deserves death."

Shen Qiao spoke as she walked. Most of the cultivators who heard her looked away with varying expressions. Occasionally, a few of them looked at her intently, but they didn't dare meet her gaze. They clenched their weapons again and again, but ultimately didn't dare to swing them.

After passing through the outer hall, Shen Qiao stood on the arena in the center of Wen Zong, pointing his sword directly at the highest peak of Wen Zong.

"Those who practice Taoism are favored by heaven and earth and receive the world's good fortune. If danger befalls, they should stand before millions of people!"

"This rule was passed down thousands of years ago! But now it's been destroyed by a bunch of you who are worse than pigs and dogs. It's really..."

"You are a disgrace to the Immortal Realm, no one is worthy of this! You are a bunch of rat shit!!"

“How dare you——!”

Perhaps these words touched a sore spot, and the two elders who had been holding back suddenly appeared and attacked together without caring about their reputation.

Seeing that the provocation worked, Shen Qiao sneered, raised his sword and bowed slightly, then flew up directly. The sword energy in his hand condensed, and the light blue spiritual power mixed with the silver-white light collided directly with the two powerful spiritual powers.

The mist in the air continued to rise, and this vast posture lasted for more than ten seconds. When the mist dissipated, the situation where the outcome would be decided in one move was clearly revealed.

Shen Qiao held the sword in both hands and with just his sword, he took on the full force attack from the two elders of Wen Zong who were in the early stage of Mu Ze realm!

One of them was filled with shock, and when he saw Shen Qiao's silver pupils, he was even more terrified. "How is this possible! You're only at the Great Perfection of the Sky-Strike Realm!!"

Shen Qiao gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, forcibly blocking the two men's attacks. At the same time, he could still continue to swear, "Disrespecting the elderly... Bullying the weak... Ha, you people from the Wen Zong sect are really shameless."

"you--!"

"You arrogant fellow! I will bring you to justice!"

"Shen Qiao!! Today is the day you die!"

Shen Qiao looked at the seven or eight figures rushing towards him from afar and smiled frivolously, "Good job!"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly exerted force to block the two moves, and at the same time, she put two fingers together and wiped the sword blade.

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the sword blade that drank blood became more powerful. A huge human figure in black and white was clearly revealed behind Shen Qiao.

The eyes of the elders widened when they saw this scene.

"It's the sword spirit... the sword spirit!! She actually refined a sword spirit?!"

"That's Chi Musheng's sword!!"

Under the huge shadow, the elders looked particularly small.

Shen Qiao held the sword in one hand and pointed it at the sky. Countless spiritual powers surged wildly and condensed into a giant sword that materialized.

"That's the sword of Sword God Chi Musheng!" One of the elders recognized the black sword.

His voice was desperate, and seemed to be filled with madness and frustration. "Why? She's just a little kid! How can she control Chi Musheng's sword?!"

"No!" Several people have been shrouded in the shadow of this move. In desperation, some people pointed at Shen Qiao, trembling like crazy.

"She... is Chi Musheng!"

The group of people were completely dumbfounded. All their previous aggressive momentum was wasted. Now that danger was imminent, they didn't even think about putting up a barrier to save the situation.

Or maybe there's no need to save it at all.

They couldn't block this move at all.

As the sword took shape, the shadow of Chi Musheng appeared in Shen Qiao's pupils.

The two of them worked together to hold the hilt of the sword, slowly raised it up, then quickly lowered it and slashed it horizontally. The strong sword energy condensed into a tangible entity, and the rolling clouds and mist blocked the sky like a huge wave, as if it really wanted to swallow the sky.

At this moment, Shen Qiao seemed to have completely merged with Chi Musheng and shouted, "Xiaotong, old man! Get out here!"