I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Chapter 227 Gu Ning: I really won unfairly

His gaze fell on the chaotic Mingyue Valley again. Li Xiaoxiao never had any direct contact with Ye Shuming. Formations appeared one after another, making Ye Shuming feel like he was punching cotton. He felt frustrated but had no way out.

"Li Xiaoxiao, can we have a good fight?" Ye Shuming was furious and slashed Li Xiaoxiao's binding array with a sword. The next second, another binding array rose up under Ye Shuming's flaming eyes.

Li Xiaoxiao: "No, I'm just a weak Jindan and a talisman cultivator. How can I fight you openly? Ye Shuming, do you have any shame?"

Ye Shuming: "...No, come here quickly, let me give you a quick death."

As he was speaking, the formation was destroyed again by brute force, and it was truly a case of one sword breaking all formations.

Li Xiaoxiao: "...I won't. If you have the guts, just hit me..."

Fang Ming was fighting a Qingyun Sect late Jindan disciple in a fierce battle. They were fighting with each other with swords. They had no time to engage in a war of words. If they were not careful, they might lose the competition.

And accidentally, I heard the two disciples arguing...

Fang Ming's heart is extremely complicated...

How to say it, he thought that his direct disciples were high and mighty, like flowers in the clouds, to be admired and respected.

But now...ouch.

As soon as he was distracted, the disciple opposite him stabbed his armpit with a tricky sword, which scared him so much that he flipped backwards in the air. After he stood still, he looked at the other party with a speechless look.

"I say, can't we just have a fair fight?"

The Qingyun Sect disciple on the opposite side: "Fighting? It's good as long as you win..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he attacked again.

Liu Feishuang and Ji Yue were also shocked. Who could tell them why the best of these top disciples were so fierce and aggressive, wishing to master all kinds of martial arts and use them all? Sometimes a talisman flew out, sometimes a spiritual weapon exploded...

Not only the Qingyun Sect's disciples, but the Mingyue Sect's disciples were exactly the same. Both sides wanted to use all their tricks to give the other side a severe beating.

Therefore, the three people from the Xingchen Pavilion who had limited financial resources and several disciples who defected to the Qingyun Sect on the opposite side could only survive in the cracks in the end. Looking at those things flying all over the sky, they silently retreated to the edge of the battlefield, looking at each other with disbelief on their faces.

"If we fight like this... when will it end?" Ji Yue looked at the talismans and magic tools with some envy, "What a waste..."

The envious onlookers turned around and searched their master's mustard seed bag to prevent themselves from being controlled by others in the subsequent individual competition. As a result, the leaders of the small sects looked at Song Mingyue and others with eyes that were as cold as ice. Those who understood understood.

Of course, these are all things to follow.

Not long after Ji Yue finished speaking, the "golden silkworm pupa" suddenly moved, like a cooked egg suddenly breaking out of its shell. A slight "click" sound was heard, and then a snow-white sword light burst out from the pupa, like a rosy glow, piercing the entire pupa with holes.

"Senior Sister Ye is going to lose?" Fang Ming was surprised. Although Xiao Huanhuan was in the Nascent Soul stage, Ye Xiaoshu was a dual cultivator of talismans and pills.

The advancement of dual cultivation monks is slow, but the spiritual energy in their bodies is also very abundant.

"No, he won." Meng Jia had stood beside the spectators at some point. Hearing this, he gently closed the folding fan in his hand and chuckled, "Xiao Huanhuan is about to break through the defense."

Sure enough, the next second, Xiao Huanhuan's exasperated voice came, "Ye Xiaoshu, you cheated, how can you be like this?"

Ye Xiaoshu jumped out lightly, looking calm and composed. However, Ji Yue could read an indifference that was so infuriating from her expression.

"Xiao Huanhuan, if you are not as skilled as others, just admit defeat. Why, you can't afford to lose..."

Xiao Huanhuan threw the spirit sword to the ground with a "ding" sound and looked at Ye Xiaoshu angrily, "I didn't lose, you sneak attacked me."

"We talisman practitioners are like this. If you don't believe me, look at Li Xiaoxiao?" Ye Xiaoshu shrugged helplessly. Xiao Huanhuan subconsciously turned his head and saw that Ye Shuming was trapped in the overlapping formations. He punched and swordd again and again, but he couldn't even touch the corner of Li Xiaoxiao's clothes.

Xiao Huanhuan instantly felt the same way. Family members, who understands? She really doesn’t want to fight with Fu Xiu...

As soon as the thought came to her mind, Li Xiaoxiao smiled at her, "Big Sister, I will avenge you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Shuming had been forced into a corner. He swung his arm and slashed down with his sword, carrying thousands of spiritual powers.

Xiao Huanhuan covered her face. Just like herself, Ye Shuming's brain wasn't that good...

The next second, the formation hidden under Ye Shuming's feet rose up quietly, and the moment his sword flew out of his hand, it nailed him to the spot.

Watching the formation being cut open layer by layer like an onion, Ye Shuming felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head. He looked at Li Xiaoxiao and shouted, "Li Xiaoxiao, you are trying to sneak attack me."

Li Xiaoxiao chuckled, "All is fair in war. I learned this from your sister."

He suffered this loss last time and immediately spent half a year studying non-stop before he mastered the layout of this secret formation.

Ye Shuming looked at Ye Xiaoshu aggrievedly, "Sister, why didn't you train me on this?"

Ye Xiaoshu rolled his eyes at him in annoyance, and watched helplessly as Ye Shuming's sword force hit him with a "bang".

"Such a simple rebound formation was just set up at your feet long ago. How come you didn't notice it? Go back and reflect on it."

Ye Shuming fell to the ground, stood up with a grin, not daring to say a word, and nodded in agreement.

Xiao Huanhuan: Okay, I was implied.

Li Xiaoxiao moved to Xiao Huanhuan's side and said, "Big sister, I'm awesome, right?"

"Amazing." Xiao Huanhuan looked at Li Xiaoxiao coldly, "But your spiritual power is too weak. You won't be able to survive if someone gets close to you. Go back and practice more."

Li Xiaoxiao: “…”

The city gate caught fire and affected the pond fish.

Ye Xiaoshu seemed not to understand, he looked far away and chuckled, "It seems that Junior Sister is about to finish."

As soon as he finished speaking, electric arcs flashed up into the sky, but were then heavily suppressed by the frost in the sky, dyeing the electric arcs blue and "crackling" so agitated that from a distance it looked like thousands of silver fish jumping in the ice-blue lake.

"The fish are cooked." Ye Xiaoshu laughed, and the next second, those silver fish could not jump anymore, and were frozen into ice-blue frozen fish.

"Zhu Rong, you lost." Gu Ning's voice with a hint of smile came from the blue frost. The Fu Sheng sword broke through the frost and snow, and the tip of the sword was fixed in front of Zhu Rong's forehead.

Zhu Rong looked at the black iron sword that had been frozen into an ice lump. This was a black iron sword made of a nine-day meteorite, and it was almost frozen into a piece of scrap iron by Gu Ning...

They are both mutant spiritual roots, so why is Gu Ning’s ice spiritual root so strong?

Is it the heavenly quality that is above the best?

Zhu Rong opened his eyes wide and looked at Gu Ning, impatiently asking, "Have your spiritual roots been upgraded?"

Gu Ning retracted his sword and chuckled, "You lose. My victory was really unfair."

Zhu Rong: “…”

The people of Mingyue Sect are so annoying!