Zhao Mu said coldly: "If you are not as skilled as others, you are willing to give up on the disadvantage. There is nothing to offend or not."

Zhou Aoshuang smiled.

This is indeed true. In the final analysis, the laws of nature still need to be realized by martial arts, rather than by mouth.

Everyone was puzzled.

Especially the disciples of the Juling Sect, they understand Zhao Mu's personality and are definitely strong and domineering.

Only he stole other people's things, and he couldn't spit out the things he stole.

But now, he has obediently presented the Qiankun Spirit Sword.

As far as they know, this Qiankun Spirit Sword is extraordinary, it is a rare treasure in the world and has amazing power.

Especially for their disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect, it is a huge threat, so it must be in your own hands.

In their opinion, even if Zhao Mu loses, he will never hand over the Qiankun Spirit Sword, and it will be useless even if the other party threatens death.

Even if Zhao Mu dies, he will not hand over the Qiankun Spirit Sword, and will not let the Qiankun Spirit Sword fall into the hands of others.

But the facts are exactly the opposite.

Zhao Mu actually easily handed over this Qiankun Spirit Sword that poses a huge threat to the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect!

What's going on?

They were full of doubts in their minds now, wondering why Zhao Mu was like this.

Senior Brother Zhao is obviously a wise and calm person, how could this be?

Zhou Aoshuang gently opened the purple box, and what caught her eye was yellow silk, which was holding a crystal clear sword.

The sword, the size of a little finger, seemed to be carved from ice souls. If you don't look carefully, it seems that there is nothing in the box.

Zhou Aoshuang looked at it curiously, gently reached out and picked it up, weighed it, and used his skills to condense it into the sword body.

The white light shook, and then the small sword disappeared.

"It's really mysterious." Zhou Aoshuang exclaimed.

She retracted her Yuanli and the small sword appeared on the yellow silk again.

She looked up at Zhou Haokun, who was staring at the little sword with her eyelids, gently closed the purple box, and threw the purple box to him in people's surprised eyes: "Take it, yours."

"This..." Zhou Haokun caught Zi Zi at a loss, feeling very surprised.

"What, isn't it?" Zhou Aoshuang frowned: "Isn't your Qiankun Spirit Sword?"

"Yes." Zhou Haokun said hurriedly.

"What's going on?"

"Master of the Ministry..." Zhou Haokun hesitated and said, "Otherwise, this sword will return to Zhuyinsi."

Zhou Aoshuang laughed: "You are willing to give up?"

Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth and nodded slowly: "I don't have enough martial arts skills, and I can't keep it anyway. It's better to join the department, at least the fat and water will not flow to outsiders' fields!"

"You are so open-minded." Zhou Aoshuang said with a smile.

Zhou Haokun was about to step forward and hand over the purple box.

Zhou Aoshuang waved his hand: "Please hold it well. You are now a disciple of Zhuyinsi. Anyone who dares to steal your spiritual sword will be snatched from Zhuyinsi and will definitely recover it!"

"Master..."

"I want to see how many things in the world dare to steal my Zhuyinsi!" Zhou Aoshuang said.

Zhou Haokun gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously: "It's better to obey your orders than respect, so I'll keep it!"

"Hold it well." Zhou Aoshuang said: "You can't fully exert its power yet and get along well with it."

"Yes." Zhou Haokun nodded high: "I will work hard and live up to the expectations of the Master!"

Zhou Aoshuang nodded.

Zhao Mu turned around and left.

Three young men in red shirts followed, and several disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect followed and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Everyone was unwilling to pay attention to them and their eyes fell on Zhou Haokun.

Zhou Aoshuang said: "You go back now, don't stay here anymore, so as not to be seen by others, heal and practice well."

"Yes." Zhou Haokun nodded solemnly.

Zhou Aoshuang waved his jade hand.

Zhou Haokun looked at her deeply, clasped his fists and bowed deeply, then turned around and left with a meteor.

Everyone who watched was attracted by him, and their eyes were different.

——

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's going on?"

As soon as they left everyone's sight, a young man in red could not help but ask, asking everyone's thoughts.

"Cough cough..." Amid the violent coughing, the handsome young man in red shirt who had been blown away by Zhou Aoshuang's sleeves ejaculated from a distance and was close to him.

"Senior Brother Le, it doesn't matter?" someone asked.

The handsome young man in red shirt, Le Nan, looked pale and shook his head: "It's okay."

"It looks very hurt." A beautiful girl frowned: "It's really okay?"

"I can't die!" Lenan said in a deep voice.

The beautiful girl looked ugly when she saw his face. Not only did she stop, but she became even more concerned: "Senior Brother Le!"

"It doesn't matter, just take a break!" Lenan showed an impatient look.

The beautiful girl said, "Then take a break."

"I want to go back to the mountain to rest." Lennan became even more impatient.

This made the other three young men in red grit their teeth and wanted to beat him up and relieve themselves.

They all admired Junior Sister Luo, but Junior Sister Luo fell in love with Senior Brother Yu Le, and she was infatuated with her.

The most hateful thing is that Senior Brother Le doesn’t like Junior Sister Luo at all, and Junior Sister Luo’s affection has been wasted.

But Junior Sister Luo not only did not think it was offensive, but she became even more infatuated, making them both sad, helpless and hated.

It would be fine if I didn’t see Junior Sister Luo, but I could still face Senior Brother Le calmly, but once I saw Junior Sister Luo, I felt that Senior Brother Le was disgusting and his heart and hands were itchy.

"Let's take a good rest and stop now." Zhao Mu said in a deep voice.

Lennan was stunned.

Zhao Mu said: "Don't you feel that your injuries are getting worse and worse?"

"…Yes.” Lenan nodded slowly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was the fact that the injury that should have recovered quickly not only did not recover, but was worsening.

"Then sit down and heal your wounds."

"Senior Brother Zhao, I'm afraid it's useless for me to sit down." Lenan frowned.

He had tried it, but unfortunately the operation of the mind method could not stop the injury from worsening.

"…help him with help." Zhao Mu said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The three young men in red shirts who were gritting their teeth and wishing they could beat him up quickly agreed.

Le Nan sat cross-legged onto a stone.

The three young men in red shirt pressed his shoulders and back respectively, and strange power penetrated into his body.

The mystery of the Giant Spirit Divine Art is here. As long as it is the Giant Spirit Divine Art, no matter who the practitioner is, it is like a person practicing it.

Therefore, the disciples of the Juling Sect cannot fight internally, and they are the most united.

"Bang!" Three young men in red shirts flew up and landed ten feet away. After staggering to the ground, their faces were pale.

"This..." a young man in red exclaimed.

He never expected that there was such a strange power, as if he was specifically targeting the giant spirit magical skills and specifically restraining the giant spirit magical skills.

This power entangled the giant spirit magical art like a shadow, and continued to devour the giant spirit magical art. A small force actually caused the giant spirit magical art to fall into chaos.

The giant spirit magic began to rebel, not only not helping them recover their bodies, but also destroying their bodies.

Zhao Mu said slowly: "So, do you know why I handed over the Qiankun Spirit Sword?"

"This... what kind of magic is this?" a young man in red murmured.

"I don't know." Zhao Mu shook his head.

"Senior Brother Zhao, can't we deal with her?" Le Nan said in a deep voice: "Our Giant Spirit Sect can't deal with Zhuyinsi?"

"If you can't control this amazing skill, then..." Zhao Mu shook his head: "The most urgent task now is to find a solution."

"Yes, look for the sect leader quickly." A young man in red shirt said: "Take advantage of this strange force, find the way to restrain himself quickly."

Zhao Mu nodded.

As the sound of clothes fluttering, several old men came floating.

"I have met the sect leader and the elders." Everyone stood up and saluted.

An old man in front of him was white for a moment, but his hair was childish, and his face seemed to be as rosy and smooth as a baby.
Chapter completed!