What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

After hundreds of rollbacks

"No, don't kill me!" The Blood Fiend Sect's mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator crawled backward on the ground, his eyes filled with fear.

What kind of monster is this? In just a quarter of an hour, it killed and severely injured six Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Is this really a Qi Refining cultivator?

Do such monsters really exist on the Jade Void Continent?

Yue Qingwu slowly walked over, sword in hand.

He slipped past her, sheathed his sword, and head fell to the ground.

This scene left Hua Jieyu and the other two dumbfounded.

Although they had seen it once before, seeing it again was still extremely shocking.

This time, there was also a mid-Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator who was once again easily killed by his junior sister.

Although the junior sister can't fly.

But the three of them witnessed that battle, and it was executed so smoothly and seamlessly.

Every movement of Junior Sister Qingwu was perfectly executed; she dodged, parried, and struck with her sword as if the opponent's attacks had deliberately missed.

Even when attacked from behind, Junior Sister Qingwu would slightly turn her body or turn her head to block, as if she knew that the other party would attack her in this way.

"So strong! Junior Sister is really cool!" Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes sparkled.

Hua Jieyu admired powerful and handsome sword cultivators since childhood, which is why she joined the Shangqing Sword Sect.

He fantasizes about his future self as a swordsman who cuts down evil.

The current Junior Sister Qingwu perfectly embodies the image of a sword cultivator that she has always dreamed of.

It's a pity, it would be so much better if Junior Sister Qingwu were a boy.

[Flower's Words of Wisdom +30 Favorability]

Yue Qingwu turned to look at Hua Jieyu.

That sharp yet calm gaze made Hua Jieyu blush slightly.

"How come my favorability increased?" Lu Li didn't understand the favorability bonus mechanism in this game.

"Let's go, junior sister, let's hurry and find Master."

"There are still 30 minutes left."

Lu Li checked the time limit for the dungeon and realized that the task was indeed quite difficult.

"Half an hour... It seems I only have half an hour left before my senior reminded me to seek help from my master, senior sisters, and senior brothers who want to save me."

Yue Qingwu was anxious; she didn't want to see her master die in front of her again.

Along the way, Lu Li continued to use medicine on his game character, and with the six Foundation Establishment cultivators he killed, his experience bar was almost full.

I estimate that killing a few more Foundation Establishment cultivators would be enough to raise my cultivation level.

Unfortunately, this herb doesn't add much experience; it's terrible.

Yunyuan Ancient City.

A flying shuttle hovers above the city.

Zhang Bi received news from the city that all the disciples of the Guanshan lineage had gone to Guorenlin. This made him abandon his original plans and rush over.

"Senior brother, should we still destroy Yunyuan Ancient City?" his junior brother asked from the side.

"No need. Our goal is to wipe out the Guanshan lineage. There's no need to return Yunyuan Ancient City to the Blood Fiend Sect."

Zhang Bi's original plan was to join forces with the Blood Fiend Sect to lure the disciples of the Guanshan lineage to reinforce them, and then the Blood Fiend Sect would massacre the Yunyuan Ancient City and occupy its rear to prevent the Guanshan lineage from escaping.

But now that the entire Guanshan lineage has left, there's no need to hand over the city as a bargaining chip.

His master, Daoist Jinyuan, was nearing the end of his lifespan, so he practiced the Blood Fiend Sect's secret technique of seizing people's life force.

This was a secret no one knew, but one time when Daoist Jinyuan was pretending to be a demonic cultivator from the Blood Fiend Sect and slaughtering a mortal kingdom, he encountered his fellow disciple, Daoist Guanshan.

However, the Daoist partner of Guanshan Daoist in that mortal dynasty was killed by Jinyuan Daoist.

In a fit of rage, Guanshan Daoist also killed all of Jinyuan Daoist's descendants.

The two became sworn enemies.

Guanshan Daoist wanted to kill Jinyuan Daoist to avenge his Daoist partner.

Jin Yuan Daoist, on the other hand, wanted to sever the lineage of Guan Shan as revenge.

Zhang Bi was the executor of his master's plan, taking advantage of the time when Guanshan Daoist was in seclusion to break through.

The shuttle didn't stop and headed towards the orchard.

In the Fruit Grove, Su Qinghan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked up at the sky and around her, where Blood Fiend Sect demonic cultivators were everywhere.

A dozen or so Foundation Establishment cultivators surrounded their disciples.

"Disciple, are you alright?" Su Qinghan took out a healing pill and fed it to his disciple, whose face was as pale as paper.

Who would have thought that there was a traitor in the team he led?

A guy who had no connection with Zhang Bi turned out to be a pawn planted by the other side next to her.

He intended to launch a sneak attack and severely injure her, but her disciple noticed and blocked the fatal blow for her.

"Master, don't worry about me, let's go," the disciple said.

"No, I, Su Qinghan, have no obligation to abandon the rules of being a disciple. I will definitely take you back."

Su Qinghan's tone was stern and left no room for refusal.

She used her spiritual energy to support her disciple, who rushed to the front, trying to create an opening.

However, the dozen or so Blood Fiend Sect Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators kept her occupied and refused to engage her in direct combat.

Instead, they attacked the weaker disciples around her, forcing Su Qinghan to focus on supporting them.

They are waiting for reinforcements.

Su Qinghan thought of the message sent by the traitor not long ago; that flying sword was a unique communication method of the Shangqing Sword Sect.

Only disciples of the Shangqing Sword Sect will receive it.

This meant that the Shangqing Sword Sect had a traitor behind it all, and Su Qinghan immediately thought of Zhang Bi.

At the same time, he began to worry about his four disciples in Yunyuan Ancient City.

I'm afraid they won't escape unscathed either.

Wait, your teacher will definitely come to save you.

Su Qinghan felt the most sorry for her youngest disciple, who was the youngest in age but had to be exposed to the darkness of the world far too early.

In his mind, it shouldn't have been so early.

At least it wouldn't have come so suddenly as it has now.

Fortunately, his own Qingwu sword is the most promising, and it has already become very much like a decisive and ruthless swordsman.

However, she felt that the method of separating into another personality was somewhat extreme.

"Follow me!" Su Qinghan bit her tongue and activated her essence blood to send the Blood Fiend Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator blocking her way flying.

Just as she was preparing to break through, a Blood Fiend Sect demonic cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage who was hiding in the rear suddenly attacked.

The tip of the blood-red tentacle pierced towards the severely injured disciple beside her.

"Not good!" Su Qinghan pushed his speed to the limit, but he was still too slow.

Seeing that his disciple was about to be pierced to death.

A streak of ink-colored sword light appeared and slashed at the tentacle.

The mid-Foundation Establishment stage demonic cultivator's body suddenly stiffened.

A girl dressed in moon-white clothing with long hair slashed across the opponent's neck with incredible speed.

The girl kicked the headless body away.

The long sword hung at his feet, and blood dripped down the blood groove onto the ground.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall and was held back with a simple wooden hairpin, her body upright like a sword drawn from its sheath.

"Qingwu?" Su Qinghan looked at his disciple, who had appeared and was protecting them, in shock.

"Am I late?"

Su Qinghan saw half of her disciple's profile; her skin was as white as jade, and strands of hair were blown by the wind onto her exquisite face.