Chapter 619 – Jiang Yuwei and the Great Sacrifice Spirit of the Entire Sect
Chapter 619 – Jiang Yu Wei and the All Clan Great Sacrificial Spirit
“How, what’s going on ……”
Bai Jianhao instantly felt a mountainous pressure surge over him, and for a moment, he was in a cloud.
Behind him, Bai Void Bamboo’s fan stopped shaking, and Zhang He Zong, Xiu Yun Fei, and Helian Oat subconsciously retreated a few steps, their faces swimming with uncertainty.
“Are you crazy or not? Your kid has been outside for a year and doesn’t care at all about the affairs of the clan? How dare you be so disrespectful?”
A senior brother scolded angrily.
Bai Jianhao became even more depressed and said awkwardly, “Not having paid attention to the sect, senior brother doesn’t quite understand ah, where is the disrespect? Who is disrespected?”
As soon as the words fell, a figure came flying in the sea of clouds in the distance.
A true disciple robe, no, true disciple white robe also added a circle of gold edges, seems to be more noble than the true disciple identity, vertical gold disk dragon crown, long, straight posture, face like a crown jade, deep gaze, waist side of a black sheath cloud pattern sword, the end of the celestial posture, temperament is excellent!
With a fluttering gentleman is not enough to describe it, he seems to have a kind of extremely unique charm.
“Senior Brother Xin!”
“Senior Brother Xin!”
The male and female disciples of the Hundred Myriads Peak swarmed up in all directions, their voices thundering with joy.
“Jiang Yuqing, ah, he ……”
Bai Jianhao exclaimed out in shock, frozen for a moment.
Bai Void Bamboo, Zhang He Zong and a few others were also dryly dumbfounded, this Grandmaster Jiang who had made them suffer several times, they were too familiar with him, it had only been half a year since they had seen him, and his aura was even better than before.
Key his disciple robes ……
“Brother Yuqing ……,” Helian Oat ran forward.
Xiu Yun Fei frowned very tightly, looking at Bai Jianhao: “His robe, it seems that it is not your clan’s inner disciple, it seems that it is not true ……”
Bai Jianhao looked like he had seen a living ghost and said in shock: “He is one of the candidates to be the next Sect Master, one of the Ten Swords of Tianxuan, just like my uncle, what’s wrong with this? He’s a dead alchemist.”
“Ah this ……”
“Really?”
Xiu Yunfei several people were also taken aback, to be honest, they had come specifically to fuck Xin Zhuo, as the true legends of their respective clans, they were proud, which would be the reason to be deflated and not retrieve the scene?
As a result, this can be good, the other party is not only not any inner disciple, but also explosion like, popping up this identity, not to mention them, is the other seventeen sects of elders, great elders see, also have to give a few points of face.
Tianxuan one of the ten swords, on behalf of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect face and the future of the noble identity, don’t look at the clan everyone hip-hop, fooling around to play a play does not matter, that’s the family, to the outside of the clan, Tianxuan ten swords but any one at a disadvantage, it is absolutely immortal, the whole clan to go to war in the next scene!
“This can be how good?” Bai Void Bamboo frowned.
Bai Jianhao was breathing heavily, as if he was a fish about to die of thirst: “I’m going to find my uncle!”
Xiu Yunfei froze for a moment: “Why?”
Bai Jianhao was on the verge of tears: “He’s a bastard who somehow managed to do it, he’s in this position, if he kills me, master can’t do anything to him even if he’s angrily rebuked at the most, not to mention that there’s still a group of inhumane, 800 heart-eyed brothers behind him… No way, I’ve got to go!”
“Take it easy!” Zhang He Zong hastily pulled him, “Let’s see what he’s here for.”
The crowd looked over together and were once again shocked.
Only to see rushing past Helian Oat was crowded to the side by a group of people, not only the true disciples of Hundred Myriads Peak and the inner disciples were respectful, even that pouring city and country appearance of Jiang Yuwei was also full of admiration, kitten-like sticking to the side, full of shyness: “Senior Brother Xin!”
Just the high cold?
Xin Zhuo at this moment, looking at the crowd, arched his hand and saluted: “All of you please!”
Jiang Yuwei and a large group of Hundred Myriads Peak disciples, similarly saluted with excitement: “Senior brother Xin is polite, welcome to Hundred Myriads Peak!”
Xin Zhuo nodded and leapt down to the peak, his posture was calm and unrestrained, after running seven or eight peaks, he was already used to this feeling of being surrounded by stars, but as a result, just after he landed, he saw that sticky Helian Oat, and following her, he saw Bai Jianhao and the others.
Being swept by this strange gaze of his, Bai Jianhao, Xiu Yunfei and the others had a slight tremor in their hearts for no reason and subconsciously bowed their heads in salute.
Xin Zhuo smiled bashfully, and between flashes, he had already arrived at the palace complex of the Hundred Myriads Peak above.
Jiang Yuwei followed closely.
It wasn’t until Xin Zhuo was far away that Bai Jianhao’s few sighed in relief, and that Bai Void Bamboo angrily said, “I think he’s insulting us!”
The disregard and indifference in his eyes was like an elder looking at a group of small children, which made it difficult for them to accept, when we were in Kunxu City, we were still high and mighty true disciples of a great sect, and you were just a casual alchemist. “Insulting you is looking up to you.”
Not waiting for Bai Jianhao to reply, a female disciple on the side coldly said: “Xin senior brother broke into the ninth floor of the True Yang Tower, the arithmetic is unparalleled, poetry and song, zither, chess and painting, half a year’s time from the Yin Void triple sea straight into the Yang Real triple sea, the perceptions against the heavens, learned the ancient magical powers, even in the wind and smell columns, but also argued your family’s mute, forget about it, and you say these for what? ”
Turned around and left!
White Void Bamboo reacted, lost his voice: “That Xuan Tian Sword Sect wind rumor column rhetoric power over the various sects is he?”
“The ninth floor of the True Yang Tower, how is it possible ……” Bai Jianhao was also momentarily disoriented, as a disciple of the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, he understood too well what this represented.
Soon, the surrounding Hundred Myriads Peak disciples followed the direction Xin Zhuo went, leaving only a few people in the same spot.
The small and delicate Helian Oat was teary eyed, and foolishly said, “Brother Yu Qing doesn’t see me!”
Bai Jianhao immediately comforted: “Oat sister, there is still me!”
“You go away!”
Helian oat turned around and descended the mountain, “I’m going back to the sect, into the extreme sea of bitter cultivation, sooner or later, there will be a day, to let Jiang Yuqing, no, Xin Zhuo himself to come to find me …… humph!”
“Sinning ah!”
Bai Jianhao froze for a long time, and his complexion became even more despondent.
……
“Wow…”
A handful of water from the Moonwatch Well was poured on a palace, Xin Zhuo was in deep thought, there was a reaction here.
And below, Jiang Yuwei stared with a pair of beautiful eyes, her cherry lips slightly open.
The surrounding tens of Hundred Myriad Peak true disciples also fell into a state of stagnation.
What do you mean by coming to water Hundred Myriads Peak when you’re the Ten Swords of Tianxuan, one of the Ten Successors of the Sect?
Xin Zhuo jumped down again, frowning as he walked towards the next palace.
“Senior Brother Xin!” Jiang Yuwei once again followed, walking alongside him, not caring about the reason, “Where else do you want to water, I’ll help you!”
Xin Zhuo looked at her, thought for a moment, and asked, “You’re that who came?”
Do not recognize ah.
Jiang Yuwei was slightly stunned, meeting Xin Zhuo’s gaze, her face was a little blushing: “Hundred Myriad Peak Peak master true disciple three, senior uncles’ true disciples together ranked seventeen, my name is Jiang Yuwei, one of the eight surnames in the ancient times, Biyu Qingshan, Red Wei Dyeing Dew, the two words Yuwei come from the Yulan martial arts scriptures of the medieval times!”
Said winking, even thought about Xin senior brother will praise some ……
Who expected Xin Zhuo’s face suddenly cold: “I don’t like this surname ……”
The smile on Jiang Yuwei’s face disappeared and her face turned white.
Xin Zhuo let out a breath: “It wasn’t directed at you, sorry!”
With a flash of his body, he reached another palace and poured down a handful of well water.
Jiang Yuwei stayed in place, her long shirt swinging with the wind, her eyes covered with a layer of water mist, she still remembered, her mother said back then, the first heartthrob, when the bond for this life.
Wipe the corners of the eyes, suddenly a flash to the side of Xin Zhuo, whispered: “My master that palace can also pour a water, I take you to ……”
“Uh ……” Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment, “Many thanks!”
Not far away, the Hundred Myriads Peak Peak Master, Daoist Nun Huo, and a group of elders who had been staring at this side had their faces darkened a bit.
In fact, the matter of Xin Zhuo sprinkling water on the peaks could not be hidden from the experts of the Spiritual Platform Realm, it was just that they were a bit confused, not knowing what this newly promoted Ten Swords of Tianxuan, the heir to the Sect Sect Sect, was up to.
An elder laughed bitterly and said: ”What should be done? Iyiwei this girl is really ……”
“Iyiwei has lived two lifetimes, but she is only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, the heart of a martial artist is firm, and her love sinus is beginning to open.” Another elder said: “Xin Zhuo this behavior is more or less a little bit strange, but watering is watering, later on will have to point out the fighting word skill, otherwise I won’t rely on him!”
“Hahaha ……”
The crowd of elders lost their laughter.
He Daogu also shook her head: “Let him be, let him perform the fighting character skill twice, my wife really can’t learn it!”
(End of chapter)