Wu Zhongzi, the elder of Youfeng of Ziqi Peak, is a gentle and kind person. He can be said to be a kind of good man, but for some reason he has accepted several disciples, and his character is like this? Maybe he is spoiled.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to see you for only three years," Zhu Zixing exclaimed, but said disdainfully: "Junior Brother Linghu has returned to the early stage of forming pills? According to the previous standards for improving his cultivation, if the cultivation level is one per year, Junior Brother Linghu should not form pills next year, right? Unexpectedly, in three years, he crossed four realms from the early stage of foundation building. He formed pills. Could it be that Junior Brother Linghu was stimulated by the true super genius of our Huayan Sect, Senior Brother Li Tianmu, who broke the previous record?"

Seeing Linghu didn't seem to hear it, Zhu Zixing's face looked a little ugly, but seeing that many brothers in the kitchen hall were paying attention to him and ignorantly taking himself as the focus, Zhu Zixing couldn't help feeling a little proud, especially ridiculing the previous "genius senior brother", which made him feel inexplicably superior: "But Junior Brother Linghu, if you want to compete with our real supernatural senior brother Li Tianmu, I think you should die as soon as possible, although you

He is also very 'genius', but I'm afraid even we middle-class disciples can't compare to our middle-class disciples? Hahaha, strange, why did Junior Brother Linghu not say a word? Is the food really that delicious? By the way, I forgot that Junior Brother Linghu has been alone in Zhijian Peak. I'm afraid that he has never tasted such delicious food for many years, right? It's so pitiful. Haven't he talked for a few years and can't even speak? Hahaha..."

Zhu Zixing became more and more energetic as he spoke, his face shining and he was flying with satisfaction.

"However, looking at Junior Brother Linghu's outfit and the 'scared' iron piece on his back, has Junior Brother Linghu taken the path of martial arts in the past three years? No wonder he has even mastered his figure to look like a martial artist, but he doesn't know how good his skills..."

Linghu raised his head and smiled slightly, and suddenly said aloud: "Senior Brother Zhu is planning to give me some advice. If Linghu has been practicing alone at Zhijian Peak in the past few years, he really doesn't know what his actual combat skills are. If Senior Brother Zhu can give me some advice, Linghu would be really happy."

Zhu Zixing was slightly stunned. He wanted to make a conversation, and motivated Linghu and himself to do it, and taught this former genius senior brother a lesson. He showed off in front of his brothers. Unexpectedly, he didn't need to make excuses, Linghu actually came to his door by himself.

After a moment of stunned silence, Zhu Zixing smiled. He didn't believe that Linghu in the early stage of Jiedan could beat himself in the middle stage of Jiedan.

"Junior Brother Linghu, I really thought about it with me. I dare not be aware of it. We brothers and brothers are good at it and we can compete with each other and verify each other, but it is good for each other."

Linghu laughed: "Senior Brother Zhu's words make sense, but..." Linghu said this and deliberately stopped talking, showing a rough and embarrassing look on his face.

"Are you afraid of Junior Brother Linghu?" Li Houshui, who was standing beside him, said disdainfully: "Is it just the heroic spirit he said, but he is afraid of being hurt?"

Zhu Zixing also thought Linghu was about to retreat, so he hurriedly said, "Young Brother Linghu, don't worry, we are just arguing, not a life-sharing relationship. Senior brother will have a sense of responsibility..."

Linghu laughed: "Senior Brother is really thinking about Linghu, but what Linghu wants to say is that Senior Brother Zhu is afraid that he will not have enough weight to give Linghu any advice. I think I'd just take these junior brothers with him!"

Linghu pointed his fingers one by one at Zhu Zixing and the brothers Li Houtu and Li Houshui behind him, as well as three other disciples who were also in the early stage of the elixir. His faces were filled with confidence and wildness.

After Linghu said this, the entire Shancai Hall was paying attention to their sect disciples suddenly became in an uproar.

Zhu Zixing's face suddenly became very ugly. Li Houtu and five early-stage disciples of the Dan stage seemed to have suffered a huge insult. They all looked as if they were ashen. They all looked as if they were ashen, and they were roaring and were about to rush forward to teach Linghu a lesson.

Yin Jiuzhong snorted suddenly, and the cold breath suddenly enveloped ten feet of space, making several disciples in the Jiedan stage who were planning to perform all martial arts in the kitchen and cooking hall suddenly seemed to be half cold in their body and mind, and they all calmed down.

Yin Jiuchong laughed sinisterly: "Since Junior Brother Linghu is so bold, I believe there is something extraordinary. You guys, why don't you teach him as Junior Brother Linghu said? Isn't that good?"

Only those who practice Yin Jiu's level can say this. Even those who have a sarcastic temper and are sarcastic and have unpredictable personalities can say it.

You should know that if one is a pill in the early stage of the pill, one is a pill in the middle stage and five pills in the early stage, how can this battle be fought? No one is optimistic that a pill in the early stage of the pill can beat six people, not to mention that one cultivator with a cultivation level and level is one level higher than the first level.

Even if Zhu Zixing had a thick face, he would not dare to agree to a group of six people to beat Linghu one by one in front of everyone. That would be too shameful.

"Junior Brother Linghu, if you are afraid and dare not talk, just say it, why bother to speak vernacular? It seems like the senior brothers and others are going to bully you. This plan will inevitably make people laugh." Zhu Zixing sneered.

Linghu sighed: "Since you think I don't have the strength to let you get together, so let Linghu and Senior Brother Zhu compete first. If you lucky enough to win Senior Brother Zhu's move, you will ask the next few junior brothers to give advice!"

Linghu's words almost made Zhu Zixing and the other five people half-in-come. They sneered without saying a word, with a vicious look in their eyes, but they planned to teach Linghu a good lesson.

Yin Jiuchong smiled and said, "Since you have agreed, why don't you go to the martial arts venue so that other juniors can watch it. You won't be able to eat and drink in the kitchen hall, right?"

Linghu had eaten, Wen Yan stood up with a sweet and fruit, and bit it in his mouth, saying, "The martial arts venue is a good place, so let's go!"

Carrying a giant sword, a body that is more majestic than an immortal cultivator, Linghu's unruly and wild aura is fully revealed.

Compared to others, they all seem to be weak in body and malnourished.

The martial arts field, where disciples usually practice qi during the Qi training period, is a wide range of venues.

Since it was time to eat, there were not many disciples practicing martial arts, but there were still three or two disciples in the Qi training stage who were practicing basic sword techniques and were familiar with the performance of the sword, so that they could have a deeper understanding of the sword when mastering the flying sword in the future.

However, the flying sword is essential for an immortal cultivator.

Even if you master other types of magic weapons in the future, not flying swords, as a cultivator, you will start by mastering the flying swords.

Flying swords have become the most basic application knowledge.

Seeing Linghu and other large groups of high-level senior brothers coming, several disciples who were practicing Qi Practice were shocked and suspicious, and stopped practicing.

Many years ago, everyone started with disciples in Qi training stage. They had practiced martial arts in this martial arts field, and they felt a sense of intimacy when they arrived at the martial arts field.

Of course, for some people, they will not feel any kind of intimacy, but will only feel more superior.

Looking at the arrogant Zhu Zixing and others, it was obvious that they were such a kind of person.

"Junior Brother Linghu, since you are so confident in yourself, then I won't hold back my hands after you." Zhu Zixing said hypocritically.

Linghu smiled faintly, with a confident and calm expression.

An inexplicable sense of oppression appeared faintly from Linghu's body.

Zhu Zixing was secretly surprised. You must know that this kind of oppression is only possessed by a real master.

Although he was arrogant and arrogant, he would not take it lightly after realizing that his opponent was not simple. Instead, he would take it with twelve points of strength to prevent the capsizing in the gutter.

Zhu Zixing looked cautious and used several magic tricks. He opened his mouth and a sword light flew out of his mouth, followed by another round magic weapon flying out of his mouth.

Zhu Zixing actually warmed two magic weapons at the same time, one was the Ziyun Flying Sword and the other was the Black Turtle Shield! One attack and one defense.

The flying sword floated above Zhu Zixing's head, and the purple qi sword light was unstable. The black turtle shield turned into a giant shield, flashing with gray light, blocking Zhu Zixing's body.

With two magic weapons of one attack and one defense, Zhu Zixing was very calm, and the sound of the disciples watching were faintly heard in his ears, and his face showed a look of pride.

"Junior Brother Linghu, show your magic weapon. Could it be that Junior Brother, you want to use the piece of bad iron on your back to fight me?" Zhu Zixing teased.

Linghu was calm: "Maybe this piece of rotten iron on my back can smash your turtle shell."

Zhu Zixing sneered: "Just relying on that piece of bad iron? Since Junior Brother Linghu is so confident, let's wait and see!"

After saying that, Zhu Zixing no longer hesitated. The place where the spirit of the mind moved, the flying sword connected to the mind suddenly burst out with purple air and a "stolen" sound, and rushed towards Linghu.

Linghu laughed and walked forward one step. There was still a afterimage left on the spot, but his true body had already appeared in front of Zhu Zixing.

Zhu Zixing was also shocked, but when he thought of the black turtle shield blocking in front of him, he let him stand invincible first, and he calmed down his heart. He directed the purple cloud flying sword that penetrated Linghu's shadow to turn around, but he saw Linghu smile slightly...

Zhu Zixing felt nervous inexplicably, but saw Linghu pulling out the giant sword with his backhand.

Looking at the huge sword embryo in Linghu's hand that was rough and like a stubborn iron, Zhu Zixing mocked: "Junior Brother Linghu really plans to use the piece of rotten iron in his hand..."

Linghu sneered indifferently, but the giant sword in his hand simply and realistically slashed towards the black turtle shield that blocked his face.

Everyone clearly saw Linghu's giant sword swing out, but they felt a mysterious light flash, and a rumbling sound, and the spiritual light exploded. The magic weapon of the Black Turtle Shield was slashed into pieces by Linghu's extremely simple sword. Zhu Zixing felt his mind was shocked, and his mind and the magic weapon of the Black Turtle Shield instantly lost contact. The damage to the magic weapon caused Zhu Zixing to suffer huge damage. The spiritual power in his entire body was messy, and the Ziyun Flying Sword could no longer control it. The spiritual light on the sword was dim and dropped to the ground with a "choke".

When Zhu Zixing defended his magic weapon, the Black Turtle Shield, was smashed by Linghu's sword, not only did Zhu Zixing's mind be damaged, but his entire body was also blown away by the spiritual energy of the Black Turtle Shield, and fell more than ten meters away.

With just one sword, not only determines the outcome, but even the magic weapon, the Black Turtle Shield was smashed. What an amazing sword, what a terrifying power!

The wonderful magic weapon could not stop such a simple, real and powerful sword, and the result was that it was completely destroyed!

Zhu Zixing's face was pale, and a thread of blood hung on the corner of his mouth, and his expression said that it was as embarrassing as he was.

The giant sword had been inserted back into the sword cover on his back. Linghu walked to Zhu Zixing, looked down at him, and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, I have told you that you can't teach me by yourself. You don't believe it. How do you feel now?"

Zhu Zixing gritted his teeth and looked at Linghu resentfully, trembling and unable to speak, but his heart was tumbling like a huge wave.

He really didn't expect Linghu's strength to be so strong. Is this still the power of a cultivator in the early stage of Killing Pill?

One sword actually shattered his defensive magic weapon, the Black Turtle Shield. This is a medium-grade magic weapon. I am afraid that it is not so easy for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage to damage such a medium-grade magic weapon, and it is a defensive magic weapon, but it was damaged by Linghu's simple sword!
Chapter completed!