Chapter 133

"Just a high demon soldier level peak, dare to be presumptuous!"

The ink warbler looked cold and angry in her words.

The people in this village regard the mutant tiger demon as a God. They don't hesitate to use young girls from the outside as sacrifices. They should all be killed!

"Die!" The tiger master jumped, grabbed the ink warbler with two sharp claws, opened his mouth and spewed out a hot column of light.

"Be careful, immortal!" The young girl quickly reminded me.

Mo Ying didn't speak. She grabbed the girl and retreated to the distance. She kneaded the sword formula in her hand and launched the sword fighting technique. She saw the flying sword waving the sword wind in the wind, flexibly wound around the side of the tiger venerable, and stabbed into the previous sword mark.

"Ow!"

The tiger venerable screamed and was about to take away the windward flying sword, but the flying sword suddenly burst out of the sword Qi that had been stored in it for a long time.

Poop!

The tiger master's head was cut off and rolled to the ground. The young girl turned her eyes white and fainted.

"It's finally done!"

Moying determined that the tiger Reverend had fallen, put his sword into the scabbard, and then pinched the young girl's people to wake her up.

The young girl looked at the strange environment around her and then looked at the fallen tiger. She was so frightened that she turned pale and vomited all over the ground.

When her body recovered, the young girl found that Mo Ying was still standing aside and quickly thanked her: "thank you for your help. My name is bilian'er. I live in a small fishing village on the Bank of the river on the North Bank of the beacon."

"Small fishing village? It's tens of miles from here. " Moying recalled the map of Yunxiao forest and said.

"Ah! So far? " Bilian's face was more pale.

"How did you get here?" Asked Moying.

"I washed my clothes by the river today. Later, the wind was too strong. I blew my clothes into the woods and ran to pick them up. As a result, I was caught by the people of this ancient village and brought here. I would sacrifice me to the tiger master if I said anything." Bilian's heart beat very fast and she was always afraid.

"I see. I'll take you back now." Mo Ying mentions bilian'er and flies with her sword.

In the middle of the sky, Bilian enjoyed the gentle wind. Looking at the retreating trees below, she had a great vision for cultivation.

"Sister immortal, i... can I fix immortals with you?"

"I don't accept disciples." The ink warbler shook his head.

Bilian'er looked dejected, but she didn't give up: "can sister Xianshi take me into Xianmen?"

"If you want to practice, you have to test your root bone. Unfortunately, I tested you with Reiki just now. There is no root bone." The ink warbler thought for a while, but still said a cruel fact.

Hearing this, Bilian son trembled, lowered her head, and dared not speak again for fear of causing boredom to Mo Ying.

Not long after, they came to a small fishing village near the river on the North Bank of the beacon.

At this time, people in the village took torches and searched the nearby area, shouting Bilian's name.

"Dad, mom, I'm here!"

Bilian jumped off the flying sword and rushed at an elderly couple. The three soon broke down in tears.

High in the air.

The ink warbler hovered over the sword and looked down at the bottom. After thinking for a long time, he finally went away with the sword.

Mo Ying could see that Bilian ER was pure in nature, very much like herself in those years. She felt the same way and wanted to take the young girl on the road of cultivation.

However, Bilian has no bone!

Such a person, unless he has a special blood line similar to Qiao Jiaxi, even if he embarks on the road of body refining, he will also have difficulties and achievements.

"It's better to live a good life than embark on a road that is doomed to fail."

Murmuring, the ink warbler flew back to the ancient village in the depths of the Yunxiao forest, and was about to lift the remains of the tiger reverend and return to the ethereal sect to recover his life.

Step, step!

A series of footsteps came.

The ink warbler followed the sound and saw a sharp sword stabbing in the face. He quickly waved his sword to block it and made a crisp sound of gold and iron.

"Long time no see."

A soft voice came from the dense forest.

Then, a young woman came out of the woods and bathed in the bright moonlight, revealing a playful cheek with two dimples.

"Why are you here?" The ink warbler put away his long sword.

If Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao were here and saw the young woman who had just appeared, they would be shocked.

Shu Hongyu!

The five former disciples of the ethereal sect, whose talent is still above the Xiaofan Valley, went out to practice before the old leader Shouyuan dried up and haven't returned yet.

Looking at the ink warbler, Shu Hongyu smiled and showed two small dimples on his face: "why, don't you welcome me back?"

"Come back?" The black warbler's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Shu Hongyu covered her lips and smiled: "I'm teasing you. Now I can't help it. Even if I insist on returning to the ethereal sect, my family won't agree... It's you. How do you feel in the ethereal sect?"

"It's better than I thought. There is harmony between disciples. The most important thing is that the leader is very special and gives people a feeling of vitality and hope. The only disadvantage is that he always likes to say some strange things." The ink warbler thought and said seriously.

Shu Hongyu took out a picture roll and spread it out. There was a portrait of Ye Feng, as coquettish as himself.

"I didn't expect that the headmaster martial uncle I've never met was so powerful. He was the legendary son of heaven and led the sect to higher level... Unfortunately, this is far from enough."

Shu Hongyu put away the picture scroll and shook his head.

"Do you want to come back?" Mo Ying heard the implication.

Shu Hongyu sighed: "of course I want to go back. The days when I was at the ethereal peak can be said to be the most carefree time in my life. I also miss the days when I cooked with Jiao Jiao. But maybe my hands are stupid. When I cut vegetables, I always cut my fingers. When I cook, I basically paste them. When I draw water, I sprinkle half of them before I go to the kitchen... "

Hearing this, the ink warbler looked strange and asked, "anyway, how did you appear here?"

"The sacred wind sword sect chose a sword named 'mu Ruxue', which has the best root bone. My family asked me to meet it. It's so annoying!" Shu Hongyu turned his eyes. "I passed by here tonight and saw you, so I'm waiting here."

"Sword son, bathe like snow, female?" The ink warbler was surprised.

"She is indeed a woman, and she is the first female sword in the history of Shenfeng sword sect. It is said that this person has extremely high talent and is able to overwhelm all the true disciples. In the future, he will start in the Linghai realm and is expected to impact the Shenyuan realm. This is where the sacred wind sword sect hopes to become a three-star force. " Shu Hongyu praised.

"Listen to you, mu Ruxue is really powerful." The ink warbler nodded secretly, "by the way, the endless dark cloud some time ago, shouldn't it be a vision caused by a god Yuanjing's great ability to cross the robbery?"

Shu Hongyu lowered his voice: "it's said that the ancestors of lingmiao kingdom are crossing the robbery. As for success or failure, no one knows now. If successful, this will be the first person to break the void in lingmiao Kingdom, enough to lead lingmiao kingdom to a four-star power... "

"Cough!"

High above the sky, suddenly came the sound of coughing.

"I have to go. We have a chance to see each other again!" Shu Hongyu quickly waved to the ink warbler, rose into the sky, met with two strong juyuanjing men in black cloaks, and flew to the south.

Mo Ying looked at Shu Hongyu's far away direction and waved, "thank you for your help last time!"

With that, the ink warbler picked up the corpse of the tiger Reverend, and the imperial sword flew to the ethereal peak.

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Ethereal peak.

"Ding, congratulations to registered disciple Mo Ying for completing the examination of killing high demon soldier level monsters, and can be promoted to an external disciple."

The prompt sound of the system starts.

The next moment, Ye Feng woke up with a happy face.

"Having completed the assessment task so soon, it is really worthy of being the first combat force among the disciples of the ethereal sect. It seems that Moying will be back soon."