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329. Intercepting the Forest and Fighting Xuan Ming [5]

"Oh? Is your current sect better than my Xuanwu Sect? Our Xuanwu Sect is one of the few holy places for cultivation among the Six Kingdoms. How many people want to join my Xuanwu Sect, but I am still unwilling!"

Ancestor Xuanming stroked his beard, his eyes full of threats. He was the only Xuanwu sect in the world, and it would be a huge loss if he missed it.

But Huang Beile didn't take the Xuanwu Sect seriously. No matter how big the sect was, if it only raised a bunch of tofu, it would be better for the master to only accept her as his apprentice.

And she felt that the master must be more powerful than the Xuanwu Ancestor.

"I believe your disciple Wu Lei has told you that I will not betray my master, nor will I defect to your Xuanwu Sect. I have always spoken straightforwardly! Xuanwu ancestor, you should take back your words." [

There is a gleam in the girl's phoenix eyes that no one dares to ignore, and her emerald-colored clothes make her look as proud as a green pine.

Ancestor Xuan Ming saw that his temptation to Huang Bei failed, and he became unhappy in his heart: "Since you don't want to join my Xuanwu Sect, then hand over the water spirit beads and colorful spirit springs on your body. I haven't seen anything today."

"

Ha. It's really funny. She, Huang Beile, has never seen anyone in her previous life. How could the mysterious calculation on the face of the ancestor of Xuanwu escape her eyes?

After all, it's not just for the treasures on her body, it's really because she has a rare treasure to cause trouble. One of these things was a gift from the master, and the other was obtained by her at a risk. It can also save her life, she

It’s all hard-earned, how could such an experienced person be left behind?

"Don't even think about these two things. They are mine, and I won't hand them over even if I die."

"You little girl who doesn't know how to praise me, I tried my best to persuade you, but you didn't listen. I'm going to kill you here today!"

Ancestor Xuanwu's face suddenly changed, his amiable expression disappeared, and now he was full of stern expression!

"Oh, it's you who don't know how to praise me. I didn't ask to join your Xuanwu Sect, nor did I say that I would hand over the treasure to you. But you came to your door eagerly and insulted you. You deserve it!"

"You arrogant kid, take advantage of my sword!"

The corners of Huang Beile's mouth slowly cracked. As long as she persisted for a while longer, this old man Xuanwu would not be her opponent.

Ancestor Xuan Ming was so angry that he immediately jumped off the snake's back, drew his sword and ran towards Huang Beile.

He looked like a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry. Emperor Qin's voice was also unambiguous. He was showing off his power just now, and she couldn't get into a fight with him.

Now that he was on the ground, she naturally couldn't let him go.

This time, the ancestor of Xuan Ming did not activate the Xuan Ming Sword method again, because although using the Xuan Ming Sword method is powerful, using it once will consume a lot of cultivation.

Generally, he has to rest for about three days before using it again. Excessive use of Xuanming Sword Technique will only greatly reduce his cultivation level, which is somewhat detrimental to himself.

This is the reason why he rarely uses the Xuanming Sword. Because he rarely uses it, the world thinks that he has a high level of cultivation. If people discover the shortcomings of his Xuanming Sword, it will be very detrimental to him.

Of course, Huang Beile didn't know this at this time, thinking that Xuan Ming didn't use long-range attacks because he was mad.
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