After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

Chapter 131
Luo Jiuqiu looked at Sima Yong who was standing at the front of Yuxu Sword Sect's team, raised his eyebrows slightly, and curled his lips into a half-smile.

Sima Yong's expression was stiff, and he slowly turned around, only to see that his good junior brothers were retreating further away one by one, and the rest of the sect had retreated so far that they were almost out of the Moon Worshiping Sect!

Facing Sima Yong's condemning and accusing gaze, Chu Zhiyi and others either looked down at their feet, looked up at the sky, or raised their swords to shine on their own shadows. Anyway, they just didn't look at him.

Luo Jiuqiu stretched out his hand lazily and made an invitation.

Luo Jiuqiu said: "Sect Master Sima, you go first."

Sect Master Sima wanted to cry, but Sect Master Sima didn't want to move.

At this moment, a cold, swish of sight came.

Sima Yong was agitated and raised his head to face the expressionless face and unwavering gaze of his ancestor.

Sima Yong immediately trembled three times.Based on his understanding of his ancestors over the years, if he continues to linger, he will never expect to see the sun tomorrow again.

Luo Jiuqiu became a little impatient and said in a long tone: "Sect Master Sima."

The sight cast on him almost froze.

Sima Yong was about to cry, so she quickly agreed and flew onto the competition stage.

When his feet stepped on the white jade floor of the competition platform, it was like stepping on a guillotine. Sima Yong felt pain in the soles of his feet and pain all over his body. He just wanted to turn around and run away, but he was the leader of a sect and had to set an example.

Sima Yong took a deep breath inconspicuously, closed and opened his eyes, looking calm on the surface, with a calm and elegant expression, like a literati who admired flowers and composed poems, and not at all like a violent swordsman.

Sima Yong was able to stabilize himself.

Sima Yong cupped her hands towards Luo Jiuqiu and said, "Sect Master Luo, please!"

Luo Jiuqiu nodded and immediately took action, unsheathing his sword and cutting through the sky.

Sima Yong has been famous for a long time, and has been in the Nine Stars of the Spiritual Saint for many years. It is widely rumored that he is the No. 1 under the Spiritual Emperor.

Luo Jiuqiu attached great importance to it and released several trump cards from the beginning, using various killing moves one after another and attacking continuously.

Sima Yong is worthy of being called the Nine Stars of Spiritual Saints.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye, the sky was dark and the ground was dark, the jade floor was shattered, and countless swords and swords flashed across their eyes.

Strange killing moves, endless methods, and domineering sword moves, cold and ruthless.

For a time, the battle between Luo Jiuqiu and Sima Yong was in full swing, and they were inseparable. The monks watching were mesmerized, and some even had the idea to advance on the spot.

But just as the fighting became more and more exciting, Sima Yong suddenly seemed to have taken the wrong medicine. First, his moves failed, and then he made consecutive mistakes. He even stepped on his right foot with his left foot, almost breaking his neck. Send it to Luo Jiuqiu's blade.

Luo Jiuqiu withdrew the knife very quickly. Just as he was about to hit Sima Ying with the handle of the knife, he asked him what was going on.

Then he saw Sima Yong sheathing his sword neatly.

Sima Yong pretended, looked up to the sky, sighed, and said with emotion to Luo Jiuqiu: "There are talents in every generation, and the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead! Sect Master Luo is too powerful, I can't beat him."

The whole audience was in an uproar and booed constantly.

No one expected that Sima Yong would take the initiative to admit defeat.

The corner of Luo Jiuqiu's mouth twitched, and the veins on his hands were about to pop out. He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice and said, "Is Sima Sect Leader joking?"

Sima Yong looked innocent, and said seriously and loudly: "I am old, and my cultivation has been stuck in my own way for many years. I am really inferior to others! If I continue to fight, I will lose my sword grip."

As the leader of the Yuxu Sword Sect, Sima Yong made a good start.

Next, a dramatic scene appeared.

This group of violent sword cultivators are more shameless than the last. They have all kinds of tricks and rarely do the same thing the same way.

Chu Zhiyi was forced to play second.

This group of sword cultivators who only have muscles but no heads simply decide who can stand in front and appear earlier.As soon as Chu Zhiyi hit a stick of incense, he suddenly flew backwards in an extremely exaggerated gesture and flew directly out of the competition platform.

Chu Zhiyi vomited a mouthful of blood when he landed, got up tremblingly, and said, "Ah! My skills are not as good as others, I lost!"

Luo Jiuqiu's face turned dark. She hadn't hit Chu Zhiyi yet!
Chu Zhiyi's junior brother Luneng played third.

Maybe Luneng is a careless person. He doesn't know what to do if he goes through the motions, so as soon as he comes up, he holds his stomach and shouts: "Ah! I have a stomachache! I can't fight, I give up!"

Luo Jiuqiu's face was expressionless.

Then the fourth person who came on stage stabbed himself, saying that he was possessed and couldn't fight, and that a fight would kill him.

Luo Jiuqiu tightened the long knife in his hand and held back for a long time to kill the other party.

Then the fifth, the sixth, the seventh... until one comes on the court.

The people of the Yuxu Sword Sect are more and more weird than the others, and they don’t care how funny or unreasonable their reasons are, or how shocking their behavior is.

Not a few, and all 100 people from the Yuxu Sword Sect who came to join the battle lost.

Regardless of whether they could beat Luo Jiuqiu or not, the fact was that they all lost, or they all lost in a weird way of admitting defeat that even a fool could see.

The onlookers were numb.

The unknown high priest ordered the people of the Four Gods Association behind him: "You must go to the Jianghu to spread the word that the people of the Yuxu Sword Sect are seriously ill."

Luo Jiuqiu was filled with black air and was not in a good mood.

But there are even less wonderful ones.

After collectively admitting defeat, as the head of a sect and the highest authority on the sect's surface, Sima Yun stood up again and said to Luo Jiuqiu: "Sect Master Luo is extremely powerful. We are willing to be inferior. In order to always spur our progress, we also Please ask Sect Leader Luo to be the deputy sect leader of our sect!"

Inviting other sect leaders to be the deputy sect leaders of one's own sect is a confusing operation.

Luo Jiuqiu never thought that these sword madmen wanted her to be the deputy sect master.

Luo Jiuqiu said coldly: "Go away, I'm not interested."

Of course, Sima Yong did not leave. He continued: "If Sect Leader Luo doesn't like it, you can just become the elder of my clan's guest minister."

Luo Jiuqiu: "May I ask if your sect is collectively sick?"

Sima Yong smiled gently and was not angry at all.

Chu Zhiyi jumped out and said, "There is another person who is the mother of the young sect leader."

Of course, the Yuxu Sword Sect hopes that Luo Jiuqiu will admit that she is the mother of the young sect master.

In Luo Jiuqiu's life, this was the first time he knew that the Immortal Cultivation Sect had a position called "Mother of the Young Sect Leader."

Luo Jiuqiu didn't understand and asked: "May I ask who the young master of your sect is?"

Chu Zhiyi glanced at Luo Jiuqiu's flat belly and said matter-of-factly: "It's in your belly."

"roll!"

Luo Jiuqiu became furious and whipped Chu Zhiyi away with a scabbard.

Sima Yong didn't care at all about the life and death of his enemy junior brother, and said: "Then it's settled, Sect Master Luo will be the elder of my clan, Keqing."

Luo Jiuqiu, who was freshly baked or forced to cook, raised his hand and held the long knife with a "bang bang" sound.

She really wanted to beat these people from the Yuxu Sword Sect with weird brains back to their respective mothers' wombs and rebuild them.

(End of this chapter)