Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 1248: Play, make a big watermelon (part 2)

The Sect Master of the Jade Girl Sword Sect was blushing and blue for a while.

She is also the second-ranked sect master at any rate, but now she is scolded as an "old shrew" by the third-ranked sect master. Is she shameless?

Furthermore, although she is more than three thousand years old, she looks like a young woman.

At most, it has the charm of a mature woman.

Old?

Where is it getting old?

She couldn't help standing up at this moment, and pointed at the Sect Master of Immeasurable Sword Sect.

"Blessed Sword, Old Piff, please clean my mouth."

Wuliangjian sneered: "Haha, your disciple tempted me to be the genius of the Wuliang Jianzong and asked me to keep my mouth clean? Tell you, my mouth is very clean, at least cleaner than your body!"

"..."

As soon as this statement was made, the scene was quiet again.

Everyone is a suzerain, a person with status.

What happened to this immeasurable sword?

It's like a poppi rascal scolding the street.

The Sect Master of the Jade Girl Sword Sect, named Zhang Qiaohua, was shaking with anger at this time.

She Zhang Qiaohua, as the Sect Master of the Jade Girl Sword Sect, has guarded herself like a jade for three thousand years.

Only then did the jade girl swordsmanship reach the peak of the eighth level.

Only one step is needed to reach the level nine.

Now the old man says his body is dirty.

How can this make her tolerate?

"Old Piff, you are looking for death!"

Speaking, a superb long sword appeared in his hand instantly.

Stabbed straight at the immeasurable sword.

Behind her, the disciples also wanted to do something.

But even in extreme anger, Zhang Qiaohua still has a certain overall view.

She said:

"This is my business and the old man, don't interfere."

She knew that if these disciples acted, it would inevitably become a life-and-death struggle between the two factions.

Then no matter who wins and who loses, both parties will suffer heavy losses.

The disciples behind her were taken aback and stopped.

Zhang Qiaohua came to the court, pointed at Boundless Sword, and jumped over.

Wuliangjian sneered:

"Although the old man is injured, it is more than enough to deal with you old shrew!"

Speaking, stepped forward, and the two fought together.

Wen Zilong next to him saw the two people fighting together, and was delighted.

All this was naturally arranged by him.

The reason why I defeated Wuqian and Wuliangjian before, but did not kill them, is for this moment.

He controlled them with the will of the leader.

That's why Wuqian would bite back, saying that it was instructed by Shi Wuhen.

This is why the immeasurable sword, which has always been calm, suddenly scolded that Zhang Qiaohua as an old shrew.

Both of them are master swordsmen.

They fought together, and the sword farts they released were not comparable to ordinary disciples.

Wen Zilong watched the rapid growth of Jian Qi in his body, and his heart was already happy.

However, it would be perfect if it could be faster.

Turning his head to look at the disciples of Boundless Sword Sect and Jade Girl Sword Sect.

Some contempt in my heart.

Your boss is working hard here, but you can do it well and be a spectator in the side stands.

You are embarrassed too?

It seems that I have to give you another fire.

Thinking of this, Wen Zilong gave orders to the five thousand in his mind:

"Offensive!"

The five thousand received Wen Zilong's order, naturally without any hesitation.

Although he has broken both arms, he still has a natal weapon.

Natural weapons, which are controlled by mind.

As soon as his mind moved, a golden sword condensed.

Although, when Boundless Sword and Zhang Kuihua were incomparably fighting, they suddenly attacked Zhang Qiaohua's back.

Zhang Qiaohua also knew that the two sides must not fight to the death or death.

The reason for the action is just because the other party's words are too ugly, she also wants face.

But it was just to beat the opponent and make the opponent apologize.

But she didn't expect that the other party would be a killer move, which made her a little overwhelmed.

Now, the sudden attack on her back made her even more surprised.

The master makes a move, and the reaction is a little slow, sometimes it's life and death.

At this moment, she was so distracted, the immeasurable sword had already reached her chest.

Puff——

Put her through a hole directly, and as long as it is half way too far, her heart will be hurt.

She turned her head abruptly and looked at Five Thousand.

I turned around again and yelled: "Measuring Sword, you are mean!"

Then, Wuliangjian said a sentence that made everyone present, except Wen Zilong, quite bewildered.

"The despicable is the pass of the despicable; the noble is the epitaph of the noble."

Everyone present was dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

This immeasurable sword has always been a model of morality, a model of my generation.

What happened today?

Do you want to carry the despicable to the end?

On the other side, the disciples of the Jade Girl Sword Sect saw that the lord was injured, and they could no longer sit still.

Several elders flew towards the field one after another.

The elders of the Wuliang Sword Sect saw this, and they couldn't sit idly by.

They all fly towards the field.

Soon, the two sides fought together.

Wen Zilong arranged Zhang Zhihe, watching the sword energy in his body grow faster, and his heart blossomed with joy.

The strength of these elders is basically the sixth peak.

They are also swords that have been practiced for thousands of years, and the sword energy they release is naturally not comparable to ordinary disciples.

The harvest today is really great.

However, for this, Wen Zilong is not fast enough.

But soon, the elders of the Jade Girl Sword Sect fell in love.

After all, their elder strength is slightly higher than that of the elder of Wuliang Jianzong.

But the number is much different.

They only have seven elders, and Wuliang Jianzong has 13 elders.

The disciples of the Jade Girl Sword Sect saw that the Sect Master and the elder were all in danger, they shouted and flew towards the field together.

They all look beautiful, and their clothes are fluttering.

Fly like this, like tens of thousands of beautiful birds flying across the sky.

It's like thousands of fairies, falling into the mortal world.

Wen Zilong couldn't help but admire secretly:

"It's so beautiful. If you can bring them all into the harem, it will not only be 3,000 in the harem, but 10,000. It's a pity, I'm afraid that most of them will fall."

Wen Zilong couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

On the other side, the disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect saw this, and they all wanted to protect the lord and elders, and they also flew down into the fighting arena.

This arena is relatively large, with an area of ​​several thousand square kilometers.

Enough for them to fight.

So, the two sects ranked second and third among the three sects, 20,000 disciples, fought.

Moreover, the more you fight, the more you get angry.

Not an ordinary sword practice, nor an ordinary drill.

It's a real struggle between life and death.

The disciples of the other sects are all dumbfounded.

How did this great competition suddenly evolve into a fighting between the two sects?

This is too weird.

Wen Zilong secretly announced the Buddha's name in his heart: Amitabha, it is kind.