After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

She didn't believe that she couldn't defeat it.

She didn't believe that she would be defeated by it again.

Since she didn't die in this life, her life is in her own hands.

She will no longer be a lamb to be slaughtered!

Her eyes suddenly darkened, and her figure was like a sword standing proudly, entangled with the sword energy without any fear.

Since she couldn't use spiritual magic, she wouldn't use it.

Twelve golden beads were arranged in the shape of a whip in her hand. Under the attack of the main bead, the whip was like the strongest wind and the most difficult vine, tearing off the spirit of the sword energy bit by bit.

At the same time, dozens of talismans circled around the sword energy, rushing towards the sword energy from time to time, and then there was a huge explosion.

The elders and peak masters in the stands all looked at this scene in astonishment.

The disciples below the Xuanwu stage might not have seen it, but who among them hadn't experienced countless things? The female disciple on the stage, although clutching a whip formed from golden beads, the way she used it wasn't a whip technique at all; it was clearly one of the Qiankun Sect's most fundamental sword techniques, the Shangxuan Sword Technique.

Using a whip to perform sword techniques was the first time they had seen it since the beginning of the world. The key point was that this female disciple did not use it in a weird way. Instead, from the flow of spiritual power, to the swing of sword moves, to the coordination of spirit beads and spirit talismans, everything was neat and clean.

Looking at her movements, it seems she was born for swordsmanship.

No wonder the master who never accepts disciples wants to accept a personal disciple for the first time for her.

If she stayed at Jianfeng and received guidance from the master, the sword immortal, her future would probably be very different.

What a pity, with such excellent aptitude, he had to join Zhen Feng's sect. It's really a gem covered in dust and misleading young people.

"Master, look..." Xumizi couldn't figure out what Qingzhi was thinking. He actually took action personally to deal with a young disciple who had just joined the sect. If it was just guidance or training, then this should be enough, right?

He saw the female disciple's arm being cut by the sword, and the blood immediately soaked her snow-white disciple uniform.

Even an old-fashioned man like him, who has been in seclusion for many years, with a pure heart and few desires, and as still as a mountain, felt a little bit reluctant.

A sword energy from the sword immortal, even if it was just a casual pointing of his finger, and did not carry much sword energy at all, was not something a mere disciple in the Qi Refining Stage could withstand.

In the time it took to finish this sentence, Jiang Liqian had several more sword wounds on his body, and his snow-white disciple uniform was instantly stained with large patches of red plum.

But her expression remained the same, she didn't even frown, as if she felt no pain at all, and the whip in her hand became more and more fierce.

The overwhelming momentum actually slowed down the sword energy.

Qingzhi watched the fight on the arena with a cold expression. Light and shadow flickered in his eyes, as clear and cold as snow, without any emotion. His elegant and extraordinary profile made him look like a god in the clouds, watching the mortal ants struggling hard with indifference.

There is no compassion.

No mockery either.

Xumizi didn't get a response. He knew what the master meant and sighed in his heart, but he had to shut up and sit back in his original seat.

Cao Shen, who was standing at the edge, looked at this scene. Although he was shocked by Jiang Liqian's extraordinary talent and believed that she would have great fortune in the future after further growth, he was more puzzled by the leader's behavior.

According to his understanding, the Sect Master is definitely not the type to take revenge on personal grudges or deliberately make things difficult for a young disciple. He is pure and aloof, without desires or demands, and is ruthless and heartless. He walks the path of ruthlessness. Moreover, with his level of cultivation, if there is something that doesn't go his way or someone who is an eyesore, he can just wipe it out with a wave of his hand. Why would he attack a Qi Refining disciple in such a public place?

Is there any hidden secret here?

Who on earth was this Jiang Liqian, who could make a dignified sword immortal treat her so specially? And even the master...

Thinking of the orders the patriarch had given him, the expression in his eyes changed again and again, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on his face.

It seems that Jiang Liqian, this chess piece, can be used in ways that even he could not imagine.

Thinking of this, he sent a message to his servant, asking him to buy three more bottles of Rejuvenating Pills.

If Cao Xian, this useless guy, can't keep a firm grip on this girl while she's still young, he'll have no choice but to hand this job over to someone else.

"Boom!" Another loud noise.

This time the noise was more terrifying than the previous ones, and even the arena beneath their feet shook.

The stage was filled with dust, and then Jiang Liqian's body was seen being blown away like a broken kite.

She fell to the ground, a mouthful of fishy and sweet taste gushed out, but she forced it back.

Twelve golden beads scattered around her with a crackling sound. The main bead could no longer hold on, and its blue light greatly decreased, hanging in the air and teetering on the ground.

"Li Qian!" Someone in the audience shouted her name urgently, and a figure hurriedly flew onto the stage to help her.

Jiang Liqian supported herself on the ground with both hands, shook her body, and stood up again.

She raised her hand and wiped away the blood on her face from the sword energy with great carelessness. Fighting spirit surged in her eyes as she stared intently at the sword energy rushing towards her again. But her voice was very soft as she said to the people below the stage, "Qin Beiyao, stop her."

The next moment, she formed seals with her hands, and the twelve golden beads once again turned into golden whips and fell into her hands.

She rose up with thunder all over her body and unstoppable power, and with a whip she broke the sword spirit body.

Then there was another whip, and the ice and snow suddenly rose up, but were all annihilated by the thunder.

Jiang Liqian stood in the center of the storm, her blood-stained dress dancing in the wind, her pair of dark eyes, like the deepest jewels, sparkling and sharp.

Twelve golden beads were scattered on the stage, and then transformed into golden light swirling around the main bead. The Soul-Suppressing Bead was hanging high beside her. She raised her eyes, as if she wanted to look at someone.

But the next second, she couldn't hold on any longer and suddenly half-knelt on the Xuanwu platform.

"Jiang Liqian!" Chen Huasheng ran over quickly.

But before he could get close, the color of frost and snow flashed slightly, and a slender figure stood in front of Jiang Liqian.

That person was as beautiful as jade and snow. Even if she was standing right in front of him, she was like the clouds and the moon in the sky, which could not be offended or climbed.

Chen Huasheng stopped in his tracks.

Jiang Liqian smiled, even though she didn't even have the strength to stand up. The sarcasm on her lips was not concealed at all: "Master, do you have any other advice?"

Qingzhi lowered his eyes and looked at her without saying a word.

Jiang Li suppressed the smile on her lips, her eyes were cold, and she remained silent.

The two of them just faced each other silently, and there was silence all around them.

Everyone stared at the Xuanwu Terrace, but no one dared to make a sound.

Suddenly, Qing stopped moving, and pointed his two fingers directly at her spirit bones.

Jiang Liqian's pupils shrank sharply.

But this time, she had no way to hide.