Ling Zhouyue was stunned, her clear face slightly rippled, and she put her hand on Xiao Ran's shoulder with meaningful hands.

She was worried that Xiao Ran was too honest, but she didn't expect that this kid would increase the money temporarily. She is worthy of being her disciple Ling Zhouyue. She soaked in hot springs every day, subtly, and invisibly learned her eight success powers.

Unfortunately, the scene of adding fairy crystals she imagined did not appear.

A cold wind blew by, as if the entire Jianzhong Mountain was trembling.

Lu Pingtian's face was stiff, as if he was suppressing something.

He is naturally handsome and energetic, and his words and actions come with a strange phenomenon. He is the legendary body of a demon.

After the Demon Sect was whitewashed, he changed to a fancy and gorgeous route, hiding his magical nature, and once became a heartthrob in the cultivation world. There were many admirers everywhere, and he was elegant and charming everywhere he went.

As a result, Xiao Ran, who came out of nowhere, was distorted with an angry handsome face, almost losing control, and almost showed his magical nature.

three times!

The first time, I heard that the position of a genius who was holding his hands firmly was taken away by a qi-refining child.

He was so angry that he beat the female fan he had just hooked up and cried. Just because the female fan said that Xiao Ran's behavior of saving people was very handsome, he was hit hard.

The second time, Xiao Ran pretended to be an ordinary disciple and deceived Chaos City with his strange soul technique.

He was so angry that he turned back to his head and hung his beam and stabbed his thighs, and practiced the soul-condensing method!

The third time was at this moment, I only wanted to fight, but was humiliated by Xiao Ran in public.

What’s even more annoying is that Xiao Ran said that there are thousands of cultivators in the world, and only seven geniuses from the Dao League have been released in five hundred years...

He was powerless to refute.

Huadian Xianjing can't even compete with her...

Do you want to add more money?

Are you a demon or I?

He never expected that he, who has won countless honors for the Holy Demon Sect since he was a child, is now embarrassing the sect!

Can you bear this?

Lu Pingtian turned his head and looked at Master Qiuren.

Unexpectedly, Master Qiuren was looking at him meaningfully, showing a smiley expression.

He suddenly understood!

He was so angry that he almost said Xiao Ran again.

Xiao Ran found all kinds of excuses to avoid fighting, and even insulted him in public, so he must have been unable to defeat him, for fear of losing the Dao Alliance genius sign.

He instantly understood what Master Qiuren meant.

Only by enduring humiliation can you laugh to the end!

Thinking of this, Lu Pingtian quickly calmed down, his face was filled with rainbow light, and his aura was restored.

Just say:

"I have no other skills, especially good at destroying flowers. Since Junior Brother Xiao dares not respond, don't blame me for being rude to me."

Xiao Ran smiled but said nothing, calm and composed.

Chuyan felt despised, her little face was tight and she was filled with fighting spirit.

"please."

The two confronted each other and set up a ring on the sword thorn layer.

The rest of them scattered ten feet away.

The autumn wind was blew, and the sound of swords was blowing out on the thousands of broken swords in the sword thorn layer.

At this moment.

A vast sound of an anchor echoed through the sky and landed on Jianzhong Mountain.

Everyone looked up.

In the mist in the sky, a huge black shadow flew slowly towards him, covering the sky and the sun. From a distance, it looked like a giant Kun swimming in the misty current.

It's Li Wuxie!

Wisteria girl laughed and made fun of her:

"Is the Sword Saint who was short-lived back then still strong now? I heard that he fell to the Nascent Soul because of a woman's cultivation."

Ask for benevolence, the eagle's nose sways, and the fox's eyes condense slightly.

"Be careful, he can kill you with just one finger."

In the air.

Li Wuxie rode a huge Dao Alliance hunting boat and descended to the sword tomb again, mooring above the red-patterned black boat of the Holy Demon Sect.

Ten times the size, the Dao Alliance Sword Cloud Totem at the bottom of the ship is as big as the immortal boat of the Holy Demon Sect!

The sword cloud totem is engraved with complex high-level restrictions, and it is powerful without anger. It shows a kind of majesty of the heavenly way that sentient beings cannot look at and bow down to their surrender.

Li Wuxie brought Black Stone and Ta Hongzi to the sword and came to the sword-thorn layer.

Although he didn't want to step on this land again, he didn't want to see Xiao Ran's face.

But the genius of the Dao League was challenged by outsiders, and as a local Dao League deacon, he had to come forward.

Qiu Renjun waited for a long time, but he didn't see Li Wuxie greeting him.

It is understandable that young people are very popular.

He nodded slightly at Li Wuxie.

"Li Zhishou is busy with official duties and needs to rest, so why should he guide the junior's sword master in person?"

Black Stone and Ta Hongzi salute one after another.

Li Wuxie remained unmoved, holding a black sand teapot in his hand, always drooping his eyelids, and had a strong aura.

"The Tianjiao Conference is approaching, I'll come and take a look to make sure the Dao League genius will not be injured."

His tone was very indifferent and his words were very direct, and he seemed to not like the person Qiu Renjun very much.

Qiu Renjun turned around and looked at Chuyan and Lu Pingtian.

"With junior sister Ling Zhou here, Li Zhishou has been worried too much."

"I hope so."

Li Wuxie said indifferently.

Seeing that Li Wuxie was coming, he didn't have a dispute with Qiurenjun. Huangfu Qun breathed a little relieved and came over to exchange greetings with Bo Yunzi.

On the other side.

Ling Zhouyue and Xiao Ran's attention did not care about Li Wuxie's arrival in the battle between Chuyan and Lu Pingtian.

The battle has begun.

It's quite good looking.

Xiao Ran and Master watched it with great interest, but they almost moved a small stool and grabbed some melon seeds and ate them.

Lu Pingtian is very strong.

Using an ordinary disciple sword to use the light and shadow effect of the ancient magic sword, it seems to be fancy, but actually hides a fatal blow.

Chu Yan did not use the power of the Nascent Soul, but only held the Xuan-level ancient sword with the power of the golden elixir, and used the sewing needle sword technique to barely deal with it.

Chu Yan is not good at fighting, especially defense, and is easily defeated by one blow, but his advantage is that his sword skills are delicate and cautious, and he barely maintains the situation.

Both sides operate in a meticulous manner and counterattack with each move. The sword technique is gorgeous. The light and shadow of the fight on the periphery of the sword thorn layer are flashing, and the sword energy is scattered, and there is a hidden murderous intent.

Lu Pingtian rushed out with a sword at Xu Chu, but was resolved by Chu Yan's clever sword technique.

Lu Pingtian was a little surprised and looked proud.

"It seems that I underestimated Nephew Jiang."

Chu Yan pushed the sword and jumped behind Lu Pingtian.

"Senior just overestimated himself."

After dozens of moves, Lu Pingtian had already figured out Chu Yan's sword technique, which was precise and delicate, and meticulous.

But looking closely, no matter how she hides it, no matter how much spiritual energy or spiritual pressure, it is far inferior to him.

The sword move with her is meaningless, it is a way to breathe, and it is also a waste of her time and spiritual power.

It’s better to kill with one blow and do a miracle!

He continued to break up and beat with sword moves, and after testing this, he had already given Jiang Chuyan a junior.

His target is Xiao Ran, how can he waste his energy on a weak woman?

Lu Pingtian jumped out ten feet and put his sword into the sheath.
To be continued...