Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Thanks to Yunzhi, Shen Qiao finally didn't have to stay in bed anymore.

In the few days before entering the Sword Tomb, apart from completing the usual chores that outer disciples were required to do, she spent almost the rest of her time absorbing the Youran Grass.

There is no need to go to the bamboo forest for the time being. Not only do we often meet Yun Zhi, but we also don't have time. The master chef knows that she has been trying to reach a new realm recently, so he specially set up a spirit gathering array to protect her. The concentration of spiritual energy there is not much different from that in the bamboo forest.

But besides the problem of cultivation, there was actually another thing that gave Shen Qiao a headache.

"I'll give you all these spirit stones, then fight me again."

When Zhu Yu came, Shen Qiao was checking the growth of a batch of herbs in the medicine garden. In his hand, he was holding a spirit insect that was chewing on a leaf. Suddenly, a whole cloth bag of high-quality spirit stones was handed to him.

Shen Qiao looked at these crystal clear stones silently.

Including his previous life, Zhu Yu was definitely the richest weapon cultivator she had ever seen, no doubt about it.

Shen Qiao didn't accept the spirit stones out of conscience, "Our spirit roots repel each other, so it's useless for you to learn my methods."

Zhu Yu shook his head relentlessly, "All things in the world are interconnected. Just fight me. This isn't enough. When I get the mercenary money next month, I'll give you 20%."

Is this how rich people view money? Does this kid know that this frivolous 20% is almost as much as half a month's living expenses for an outer sect disciple like her?

Shen Qiao clicked his tongue a few times and placed the spirit insect in a special bamboo basket. He suggested, "How about this, I agree to fight you, but I don't want your spirit stones."

Zhu Yu looked at Shen Qiao puzzledly for a moment, then hid the long sword behind him as if he had thought of something, and said righteously, "I can't give you my sword."

Shen Qiao looked like he was asking, "Am I that kind of person?"

"No money, and I don't want your sword. Just help me clean up this medicinal garden after the fight."

"That's no problem." Zhu Yu said as he was about to draw his sword. However, before the sword was unsheathed, he heard a man's teasing voice in the air.

"Little girl, how boring is it to fight with him?"

Zhu Yu subconsciously looked up at the sky when he heard the voice. After seeing who it was, he immediately bowed and saluted, "Wang Youxianjun."

Shen Qiao also looked up, but she didn't flatter him as much as Zhu Yu did. The main reason was that she had always been curious about what kind of person this "Wangyou Immortal Lord" that everyone was talking about was.

However, after looking around, I couldn't find anyone.

Shen Qiao then realized that this person might not have come in person, but just used a sound transmission technique.

"I didn't have time to thank the Immortal Lord last time on the stage, so I made up for it this time."

After saying that, Shen Qiao bowed and performed the same etiquette as Zhu Yu.

However, before he could bend his waist, a flash of knife light appeared on Shen Qiao's face.

Out of instinctive alertness, Shen Qiaowu raised his head and leaned back, barely avoiding the oncoming attack.

The sudden test without any warning made Shen Qiao a little unhappy. But the man opposite with the ink-colored veil hat didn't know how to restrain himself. Seeing Shen Qiao avoid the attack, he not only did not stop, but took another step forward. The long-handled Mo Dao drew half a circle in the air to accumulate power, and swept over again with a tearing sound of wind.

Zhu Yu was shocked when he saw this. He raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the sword and wanted to draw it out to defend Shen Qiao, but he found that at the critical moment, the sword was forced back into the scabbard by external force and could not be pulled out!

Shen Qiao's eyes flashed, and she took a big step back to dodge. She really didn't believe that someone could kill someone in the territory of Tianxingmen. But this person was really strange. Since he had already appeared, why did he hide his face?

Tsk... Could it be that it's too ugly to look at?

Maybe Shen Qiao's thoughts were written on his face, but his sword moves, which had been separated from each other, suddenly became coherent. Even though Shen Qiao had the memories and moves of his previous life, he was still at a lower level. What's more, he was unarmed and was being chased and beaten. After half a cup of tea, he was already sweating profusely.

"Is the Immortal Lord so unreasonable?"

Shen Qiao was forced into a corner, and he kicked the erected shed directly, flew up, and kicked the blade with a kick, and when Wang You's move came back, he quickly gathered the spiritual power in his hand, condensed the ice into a sword, and teleported behind Wang You, and slashed down in the air without any hesitation.

She moved so quickly that even Zhu Yu, who was watching from the side, couldn't see her specific movements clearly.

Well done!

Zhu Yu was so excited that his blood was boiling. He saw that this sword could end the competition, but he saw that the ice sword in Shen Qiao's hand shattered into ice pieces with a snap before it actually touched Wang You's clothes. Before Shen Qiao could respond, Wang You's knife had already slashed towards him diagonally.

"Junior Sister Shen!!"

Zhu Yu panicked. If Wang You chopped Shen Qiao down with this knife, he would not be able to recover just by lying down for a few days!

"grass!!"

Shen Qiao cursed for the first time, and couldn't help but think in his heart -

It would be nice to have a sword.

hum-

A sharp buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and Shen Qiao felt his heart tremble, and the burning feeling in his heart disappeared instantly.

She didn't even have time to look closely with her eyes. She just reached out and took it based on what she thought in her mind, then swung the sword.

Instead of resisting, he faced the blade head-on!

when--

The metallic sound of the weapons colliding created a tangible aftermath that overwhelmed a large area of ​​medicinal herbs. Even Zhu Yu was forced to use his internal energy to resist and avoid being blown away.

Shen Qiao, who was in the center, couldn't help but groan as a fishy and sweet taste surged up in his body.

"You win, little girl." Wang You, the only one who was fine in the whole place, stopped his attack, put away his sword and stood still. His voice seemed to be filled with ecstasy that could not be suppressed.

Unfortunately, Shen Qiao didn't have time to listen carefully. As soon as the shock passed, she turned her head and spat out a mouthful of blood. She didn't even have time to see clearly what the sword in her hand looked like.

"Don't panic, don't panic. Sit down first, steady your breathing, and then mobilize your spiritual power to start circulating again." Wang You observed her and gave her enthusiastic guidance.

"It might be a little painful at first, but don't worry about it. It will pass. Try walking around in the spiritual vein and see how it goes."

Shen Qiao's spiritual power is now disordered, so she can only do this even if Wang You doesn't say anything.

However, as the circles went by, Shen Qiao's original anger was quickly overshadowed by surprise.

Her spiritual veins are finally running smoothly!!!

Wang You held the knife in front of him with both hands, and bent down from time to time to look at Shen Qiao, muttering something that Shen Qiao could not understand.

"Oh my, I was right. But why am I so unlucky this time to be involved with that guy? I know, maybe the heavens have backfired on me? I told you back then not to be so conspicuous, and look at what you've done to yourself."

Zhu Yu watched the whole process like a fool.

Although he had only met him once in the ring, in his impression, a genuine immortal like Wang You should not be as talkative as he is now.

Just ...

No matter how you look at it...he deserves a beating.