Mai Kitsune Waifu

Chapter 9 Who is First

Liu Yi, who founded the Temple of Tu Shen with one hand, only stayed here for a few days.?

Calculating his ri in the Tushen Temple, basically he can count it with his fingers.

In this way, how can he be regarded as the head of a big sect, he is too serious and responsible.

After finally seeing each other, he actually got mixed up with someone else's clan, leaving himself and Li Moli to work hard in the clan.

This ancient sword faction came to provoke them to slaughter the temple, huh.

Chen Keqing became more and more angry, and put away all her gentle smiles, and then waved her sleeves and said.

"Xia Nai is the elder of the Temple of Tushen Dharma who has seen the head of Wang."

"Elder Protector."

Wang Long frowned and pondered in his heart.

How could a guardian elder of a martial arts group be such a young girl.

Could it be that I randomly found a disciple and ran to fool myself.

This damn Temple of Tu Temple, it is an unforgivable sin to look down upon the old man so much.

The old guy trembled in anger, gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, you little girl, you came to deceive me. As the head of a dignified ancient sword school, I don’t even have the qualifications to see the head of the Tushen Temple. The huge Tushen Temple sent you such a yellow-haired girl. Come to receive my Ancient Sword Sect, you guys, this doesn't put my Ancient Sword Sect in your eyes."

As Wang Long said, Cang Lang drew out his Seven Star Sword.

The disciples in the back followed each other, pulling out their own fairy swords and staring at Chen Keqing murderously.

The disciple of God Tu Temple saw, good fellow, dare to show us fellow.

It's really rising, and there are big brothers everywhere.

If you don’t trouble yourself, you little sects will ride on our necks and shit, right?

The disciples of the Temple of Tushen were also not polite, clasping their hands together, and then burst out a strong sword energy.

Sword Qi transformed into shape, and a huge figure floated behind everyone, holding the sword, staring at each other and confronting the disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect.

These disciples of the Temple of Tushen thought in their hearts, the chun wind is blowing and fighting, who is afraid of whom in this world.

If you dare to draw the sword, we dare to cut people.

A bunch of small fish and shrimps really treat themselves as dishes.

"This, how can this be good..."

Wang Xinyi was a little anxious, but she didn't expect that these people would start to fight as soon as they met.

Dad and brother, they are really...Why are they so irritable?

"It seems that your party is here this time specifically to find something."

Chen Keqing hugged her arms, neither afraid nor casting spells, just smiling.

Although her smile did not carry any emotion, it still made a few male disciples of the Ancient Sword School obsessed with it.

The female disciple of the Tushen Temple is so beautiful, it seems that even the junior sister is much worse than her.

"That's right, it's not right."

Wang Long laughed, "I am here today just to rectify the name of our ancient sword pavilion, and also to let the world cultivators know that you slaughter the temple is just a vain name. Then Liu Yi is arrogant and self-respecting. Tell him what it means to be someone outside a person, there is a sky outside the sky."

Liu Yi snorted and said in his heart that he didn't know who was too arrogant.

This old Taoist priest seems to be making a big fuss in this temple of Tushen today.

Okay, just let you try, whether my sword of the Temple of Slaughter is sharp enough.

Liu Yi made a decision in his heart, and stood by holding his arms, waiting to watch a good show for free.

"is it."

Chen Keqing was also upset by what the old man said. She snorted and then said, "Head Wang, I think you are older, so I respect you three points, but you must be measured. If you are relying on the old and selling old people like this If Hu Chuan stays around, don't blame Chen Keqing for not being affectionate."

"Our head speaks, how dare you scold you yellow-haired girl."

In order to flatter Wang Long, a disciple stood up in front of Chen Keqing by the way, so he stood up and shouted, trying to frighten Chen Keqing.

But Chen Keqing didn't change her face, just chuckled.

"You woman is so presumptuous, Master, let me help you teach her."

As the disciple said, regardless of whether Wang Long agreed or not, he took the fairy sword in his hand and jumped over.

A strong sword aura was wrapped around his fairy sword, and then he threw it out at Chen Keqing.

This sword aura formed a storm and rolled on Chen Keqing's body, as if the sharp sword aura was about to tear her apart.

Chen Keqing didn't dodge, standing in the storm.

Fortunately, the welcoming hall was big enough and tall enough, otherwise the storm would definitely destroy the roof.

"Tongtian sword technique."

But Chen Keqing just said lightly, then grabbed a sword and waved.

A sword-like figure stood up from behind her, more than three meters high, carrying a huge long sword, and sweeping it in place.

The sword energy storm was shattered by the long sword, leaving no whirlpool behind.

"This, how is this possible..."

The disciple of the Ancient Sword School was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that his proud move would be broken so easily.

He has been practicing this trick for many years. How could he fail to fight a woman who seems to have little strength.

"Ancient Sword Sect, that's nothing more."

Chen Keqing retracted his sword qi transformation and said lightly, "If you only have this strength, I advise you not to provoke me to slaughter the temple, otherwise, I am afraid that it will be unsightly."

"Good girl, your tone of voice is not small."

Wang Long scolded, "Do you really think I have no one in the Ancient Sword School?"

"Speaking of the tone of this speech, I am afraid it is incomparable to the Guipai."

Chen Keqing told the truth, "Your strength is not very good, your tone is not small, and your arrogance is even bigger. From the moment you come in, we have been giving in. The Ancient Sword Sect destroyed my enchantment, insulted my head, and slandered. My sect, I don’t see us bullying your Ancient Sword Sect without anyone, but your Ancient Sword Sect thinks that there is no one in my Temple."

As she said, she held out her hand.

The huge figure transformed into Chen Keqing's sword gas was lifted up in the Yingke Hall, and was lifted into the air.

But the people of the Ancient Sword Sect were immediately exposed in broad daylight.

"Since it's not a guest, then this Welcome Hall does not welcome you anymore."

Chen Keqing held up the hall and said coldly.

"To treat the enemy, we Tushen Temple naturally has a way to treat the enemy."

As she spoke, she let out a scream.

This scream immediately spread out, and quickly echoed in the sky above the Tushen Temple.

Soon, a red firework exploded above everyone's heads.

This is the signal of Yangxiandian to show jing, indicating that there are enemies here, almost for a while, huge figures flew up in the sky.

These figures are all disciples of the Temple of Tushen, and they are giants transformed from the use of sword qi. There are many disciples in the Temple of Tushen. In the blink of an eye, the people of the Ancient Sword School discovered that they are surrounded by the disciples of the giants of the Tushen Temple. With a hostile look, he glared at himself with his sword.

The disciples of the Tushen Temple are hundreds of people, so surrounded by the ancient sword school, it is really scary.

Several disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect are all a little nervous, this formation...seems to be a bit big...

As if this was the rhythm of the bandit suppression, Xiao eleven felt a little uneasy. This Temple of Slaughter... seemed very domineering... Is it really okay for their ancient sword sect?

"Huh, a bunch of small shrimps."

But Wang Long chuckled indifferently.

He took out his seven-star sword, then stepped on a strange step under his foot, and stretched out his hand.

"Seven stars are in the sky."

The sky was originally a clear sky, but it changed into a dark night in the blink of an eye.

There are only seven stars in the night sky, which are very bright, like bright lights.

Liu Yi felt that the seven stars in the sky were all composed of sword aura, and each one was extremely powerful. If the seven fell together, I am afraid that the entire Temple of Tushen would disappear.

Although the old man was somewhat at a loss, his strength was indeed good.

Just this time, the strength displayed was not weaker than the Heavenly Rank.

He is also a famous old man, but it is a pity that he is arrogant in his heart, and it is also difficult to become a powerful weapon.

"As long as I move my hands, the entire Tushen Temple will become history."

Wang Long laughed and said, "If you want to use the crowded tactics, don't think about it."

"Daddy..."

Wang Xinyi is very sad, why has it developed like this, everyone can talk about it.

Does the world of cultivating immortals have to fight for the number one in the world? What's the point of fighting for the number one in the world?

"Then what do you want to do."

Chen Keqing didn't panic, but asked instead.

Many ambassadors from other sects have gathered around, all eagerly running to watch the excitement.

Although they are all alliances, they still like to watch the excitement of the Tushen Temple. After all, the Tushen Temple, the number one in the world, is really dazzling. If they can be pulled off the horse, it would really be a big deal for Cola.

Anyway, it’s not illegal to watch the excitement.

"It's very simple. Today, in front of the world's cultivators, Wang Long, the head of the Ancient Sword Sect, just to prove one thing."

Wang Long said, holding his Seven Star Sword, his voice was octave higher.

"The Ancient Sword Sect is competing with the Tushen Temple today. If our Ancient Sword Sect loses, we will kowtow today and confess your position in the Tushen Temple, but if your Tushen Temple loses, hehe..."

"If we lose, what shall we do."

Chen Keqing asked.

"If you lose, it's easy."

The old man chuckled, "The No. 1 position in the world belongs to our Ancient Sword Sect, and this huge Temple of Slaughter is ours."

The immortal realm is weak and strong, Wang Long said so, although it was a bit excessive, but no one accused him.

Originally, if you didn't have this ability, Tushen Temple really had to get out of here.

In this place, whoever has the big fist, who is the boss.

Without the strength to win people, they can only be slaughtered.

Chen Keqing replied without even looking at Liu Yi.

"Okay, let's do that."