On the attic, Tong Xiu raised his eyebrows, and then looked at the woman in front of him with a strange expression.
"Is this also what you expected?"
The fish-red sleeves giggled, her breath was like orchids, the fragrance was moving, and the sandalwood mouth under the tulle was half-open:
"No, it's just a woman's intuition."
Tong Xiu sighed. Based on his understanding of this woman, if she could say what she said before, she probably already knew all about Su Bei's movements.
However, looking at the scene in the distance, Tong Xiu stared straight at Su Bei, turned his head to look at Yu Hongxiu, and said:
"Sect Master Yu's methods are great, but did Sect Master Yu forget one thing?"
"Even if Elder Su can arrive in time...who is he facing?"
"That's Wuhua Que's Ling Zhan. He's a strong man. Even Tong has little chance of winning against him."
"..."
As he spoke, he stood up, and the spiritual energy around his body was already silently moving, ready to block Ling Zhan's attack at any time.
After adjusting his Taoist robe, he looked at Su Bei's figure and continued:
"Elder Su still had to fight hard against Tong a few months ago, but in front of Ling Zhan..."
"..."
Yu Hongxiu looked around, but what she was thinking about, the three women who had been following Su Bei did not appear.
strangeness?
Is only Su Bei here? Where have they gone?
Although the woman who was rumored to have the ability to overcome tribulations was not by Su Bei's side, for some reason, Yu Hongxiu felt that Su Bei had some means of dealing with it. Ever since she met this man, she could always feel it when she was around him.
Something new and novel.
He seems to be reliable enough.
.....
Under the gazes of countless people, Su Bei looked at Mo Li with a wry smile, looking at her thin lips that were slightly pink due to weakness.
For this woman, I always couldn't help but feel indebted when I faced her.
Mo Li noticed his gaze and showed the same smile as before, but that smile always gave people a cold feeling. He crossed his arms and said:
"It's not too late for Master to come, Mo Li is not dead yet."
"Master always comes at the right time..."
It's just that when she said this sentence with her slightly red neck and slightly undulating chest, it was not convincing.
Su Bei smiled, then lowered his head to Mo Li's ear, and the thin cyan blood vessels in her white auricle were clearly visible.
Mo Li took a step back, trying to hide the little nervousness in his heart, or maybe it was because the hot breath from Su Bei's mouth was spitting on his ears, which made him itchy, and then the blush spread quickly.
Su Bei smiled and said softly:
"Xiao Li."
This address did not contain any teasing or provocative tone. It was the first time that Su Bei faced her from another perspective, and spoke it gently with the true feelings in his heart.
It's just light, just like a pot of tea. After being cooked in boiling water, the fragrance comes out naturally without any mixture.
"After this, I want to have a good talk with you."
The corners of Mo Li's mouth had been raised involuntarily, ready to face his teachings, but after hearing his "Xiao Li", he suddenly froze.
Su Bei's voice spread easily into her skull along with the warm breath he exhaled, and spread to the bottom of her heart.
Her heart fluctuated involuntarily, like a string that couldn't stop.
This feeling was more unbearable for her than the injuries she suffered. She couldn't look at the man in front of her with a smile on her face.
His breathing was disordered, and he didn't know what to think. He pushed him away and turned around.
Xiao Ruoqing stared blankly at everything in front of her, looking at Su Bei with some doubts and at his white hair.
For some reason, she seemed to feel that her master had changed.
He changed again, becoming both like him and not like him.
Su Bei turned around, walked slowly towards Ling Zhan, and stood in front of him.
The onlookers looked at everything in front of them in astonishment. At the critical moment, the young elder of Jianzong who was almost a myth among the people suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
Just looking at his current appearance, it felt strange for a moment. He had changed so much that he was almost unrecognizable.
Ling Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Su Bei's appearance at this moment, and froze.
"Hey, who do you think this elder is making such a big statement about?"
"Elder Su is so majestic."
Ling Zhan turned away from Su Bei and checked his cultivation. His pupils shrank slightly, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Su Bei held a sword in one hand, looked at the person in front of him calmly and said:
"Elder Ling, Su doesn't dare to take this responsibility."
"I just heard that Elder Ling wants to educate the disciples of our sect on behalf of the Sword Sect?"
"Well, Mr. Su is not an unreasonable person. I think Elder Ling has already educated the disciples of the Sword Sect before, so it's not wrong for Mr. Su to point out the people of Wuhuaque, right?"
There was silence in the venue, except for the heavy breathing of Song Ying, who was lying on the ground. She didn't know whether it was shock or fear.
Su Bei touched the stupid hair on Shan Wukue's head, looked at Ling Zhan, and said softly:
"Besides, if you get angry at me, what's the point of scaring a child?"
"..."
child?
The onlookers looked strange, as if they had heard some bad joke.
Let me ask, who dares to treat Tangtang in the middle stage of returning to virtual reality as a child?
They are already the small group of people who stand at the top of the world, and their future is limitless.
Even Shan Wique's mouth opened for a moment, and then the stupid hair on his head twisted crazily, declaring his dissatisfaction.
Just because Su Bei's sudden appearance made her feel at ease and she didn't want to argue with him. At least that's what Shan Wuque thought. And for some reason, hearing his doting tone made her feel frightened.
The movement is getting stronger and stronger.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Ling Zhan looked at Su Bei in front of him and was really shocked.
Returning to the peak of virtual reality is only half a step away from joining the path.
How long has it been since the last time he broke through the middle stage of returning to virtual reality? What exactly has he experienced?
Ling Zhan's eyes narrowed. In other words, he was hiding his cultivation from beginning to end? Then what is his true strength?
For a time, he was in a dilemma. Retreat? Give in to Jian Zong. Wuhuaque couldn't hold his head up in front of Jian Zong twice. From now on, it can be said that everyone in the twenty-one states knows this.
If he doesn't retreat...is this Su Bei a paper tiger or does he have confidence?
Ling Zhan took a deep breath and finally decided to give it a try. Then his face darkened and he said:
"Elder Su, are you threatening me?"
"Or does Elder Su think that your peak strength of returning to the void is qualified to compete with Ling?"
"..."
If an ordinary monk faced the realm of Hedao, he would only end up like Tong Dan Wuque, suppressed by the general trend of the world and unable to hold his head up.
However, Su Bei is not an ordinary return to the void, and there is no if.
Su Bei released his big hand that was touching Shan Wukue's head, looked around, and said softly:
"Su came to Nandu this time just to escort his direct disciple back to Nandu for a visit. He did not want to start any disputes or conflicts with any sects. The Sword Sect has never felt that getting a good ranking in the Holy Land means being superior to others."
"But if Su says this, you people here may not believe it, and those who are watching the excitement will be disappointed. Maybe they think that the Sword Sect is just afraid."
Su Bei stretched out his palm and pressed it down slightly.
Without any warning, vast sword energy poured out from Su Bei's palm in an instant, and everyone onlookers lost their minds for a moment.
The long swords that Song Ying held tightly in his hands instantly fell from his hands, and then hovered around Su Bei.
Including Ling Zhan, the elders of other sects who were observing in the dark, and the people in power in Nandu all felt cold sweat faintly oozing out from their backs, and they swallowed subconsciously.
"Since talking to each other won't work, and seeing how arrogant Elder Ling was before, it is definitely impossible for him to do good to our Sword Sect again."
"You have dealt such a heavy blow to my junior sister just after we met. Even if Jian Zong did something treasonous and unethical to Wuhua Que, it would not be like this, right?"
"..."
The entire Luobao Avenue was silent, and no one made a sound.
Ling Zhan looked at Su Bei with a solemn expression. He even had a hunch that with his early Hedao cultivation, he would not be able to go five rounds in front of the man in front of him.
What kind of freak is he? Isn’t that how he crosses the border?
Su Bei smiled mockingly, looked at Song Ying, and said:
"To put it bluntly, everyone is actually the same type of person."
"They are all extremely violent, and they are not good people either."
thump--
Song Ying only felt that her throat seemed to be strangled by something, and her whole body could no longer support it. She knelt on the ground all of a sudden, as if she was a drowning person trying to grab the water plants around her and gulp down the water.
Breathing heavily.
Ling Zhan groaned, trying to block this invisible force for his disciple. Unexpectedly, the sword force was many times more terrifying than Shan Wique's, and he couldn't resist it at all.
Su Bei smiled lightly and said:
"It's more comfortable to fall down and kneel on the ground than to hold on."
Then, there was the sound of people kneeling on the ground. One after another, some people could not hold up. Not long after, all Wuhuaque disciples were kneeling on the ground.
Su Bei put away his momentum, looked at Ling Zhan in front of him, and said calmly:
"Hedao, along the way, countless people have died at my hands."
"You're just in the early stages of Hedao, and you're worthy of talking about Shangguan's departure from the Patriarch?"
"Are you worthy of the word 'threat'?"
"..."
Ling Zhan subconsciously covered his chest, his face turned pale, like a piece of poorly made rice paper.
As for what Su Bei said, He Dao who died under his hands could not be less than a few strokes, so he naturally doubted in his heart. However, he couldn't even resist at all in front of the man in front of him.
How can this be?
Is what he said true? Who did he kill? There are countless Hedao in the twenty-one states!!
The onlookers looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief. Even the child cultivator in the attic had his eyes widened.
The secret confrontation between Ling Zhan and Su Bei clearly showed the outcome. Ling Zhan was defeated easily by Su Bei? In fact, from beginning to end, he never saw Su Bei use that weapon.
A Qingping sword.
What happened in the past six months!?
Yu Hongxiu looked at the scene in front of her, her pupils under the red veil shrank, and she fell into self-doubt again.
Could it be that I guessed wrong? Su Bei is the absolute pinnacle of Hedao, and he is not bluffing at all? Otherwise, how can you explain the scene in front of you?
Su Bei didn't care how upset the hearts of the onlookers present were. In the past six months, what he had experienced and what his disciples had given him feedback was just in the early stages of Hedao. He really didn't take it seriously.
He lowered his eyes and said leisurely:
"Su is here today, and he just happened to catch up. Then Su wants to have a good explanation with Wuhuaque, and talk about some truth by the way."
This principle is actually very simple.
"Every sect in the twenty-one states is here, including of course those who are hiding in the dark and not showing up. Mr. Su has the right to call me senior."
The truth that Su Bei wants to say couldn't be simpler. There is no unruly truth in the world. Even an uneducated man who cannot read or write can explain it. To put it more simply, it means that you came to the door and bullied a woman. As a man, you should find
If you want an explanation and a beating, that's not too much, right?
The onlookers were confused, but Ling Zhan knew very well that Zhao Ritian, who was locked up in the Wuhua Palace in Jianzong that day, had messed up the entire Jianzong. Jianzong had been swallowing this hatred until
Now.
——Although he has never seen it with his own eyes, Shan Wulan has described himself too much these days.
Su Bei looked at Ling Zhan, who had a gloomy expression, and said calmly:
"Jianzong does not have a good reputation in the eyes of the people of the Twenty-one Prefectures. Some people say that Jianzong has lost its reputation in the past, and the people of Jianzong have lost their backbone. Some people say that Jianzong, especially Elder Su, prefers to show off."
"But I, Mr. Su, thought about it carefully. Whether it is Jian Zong or I, Mr. Su, I have never taken the initiative to provoke others. It has always been others who provoked Jian Zong and me."
"The Jianzong will endure it as long as it can, and block back those who can block it. So Su has been thinking about a question?"
"Does everyone think that Jian Zong's bones are no longer strong and that I, Mr. Su, have too good a temper?"
Having said this, Su Bei opened the sword box, and a long sword in the sword box instantly flew out and surrounded Su Bei.
Su Bei looked around, smoothed his hair, and said calmly:
"Or do you just not take Jian Zong seriously?"
After the words fell, no one in the entire Luobao Avenue dared to speak.
No one dared to look at Su Bei. At this moment, Xiao Jiujiu in everyone's heart was suppressed, and they put away their little thoughts about Jian Zong. Although Jian Zong's disciples may act a little cowardly, they have the strength of Jian Zong.
As long as the elders are here, the Sword Sect is still the same Sword Sect.
Ling Zhan's surroundings were instantly filled with spiritual energy, which protected him completely. He looked at Su Bei and finally said in a deep voice:
"So, what does Elder Su want to talk to Wuhuaque?"
Su Bei waved his sleeves, and six swords from the sky fell around him in an instant.
A pure golden sword flower fluttered in the sky. He looked at Ling Zhan and said softly:
"It's very simple."
"It is natural to pay back debts. Therefore, Elder Ling, today I, Mr. Su, will settle the accounts with you for the debts owed by Wuhuaque..."
Su Bei took a step forward, and the terrifying sword energy instantly penetrated the world. However, under Su Bei's exquisite control, it only remained a foot wide!
Immediately next to Su Bei's side was a purple long sword with blossoming lotus flowers flashing like wind and thunder.
The next moment, the thought of separation and the Qingping sword complemented each other.
"Which family's rule is it to come to the house and provoke someone on the day of the elder's birthday party?"
Ling Zhan said nothing.
Su Bei took a step forward, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly:
"When there is no one in the Sword Sect, it is the rule of which family to destroy my Sword Sect's main hall and burn my Sword Sect's Sword Pavilion."
"It seems that Su will come to your Wuhua Palace soon to pay a personal visit to Sect Master Ling."
As if mentioning the sect master of Wuhua Que, Ling Zhan took a deep breath and seemed to feel a little more confident. His eyes were filled with annoyance and he smiled angrily:
"Just you?"
Su Bei smiled.
Then he looked at him with a cold expression. Every time he took a step forward, Ling Zhan would take a step back. Soon he would be unable to retreat.
The next moment,
The Qingping sword drew a dazzling sword light where the thoughts and separations met, and it instantly came to Ling Zhan.
Sword Eleven.
Nowhere to be found.
A golden lotus suddenly bloomed in front of Ling Zhan, with a little dust and a strong sword intent.
Ling Zhan hurriedly waved his hand to block the sword, but the terrifying sword energy passed through him instantly.
This sword is the sword eleven that suppresses the range to the extreme.
Ling Zhan slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief. Two swords had just landed here. They did not pass through his heart, but melted away like ice and snow.
In the next moment, he felt as if a cold breath had entered his body, making him shiver all over.
"Just me."
Su Bei turned around, not looking at Ling Zhan, and spoke calmly.
Plop——
Ling Zhan knelt on the ground, blood flowing uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth. Su Bei's sword destroyed his meridians and Dantian.
A stream of Qingping sword energy crisscrossed his body, accompanied by a trace of unknown black evil energy.
At this moment, dozens of figures appeared in the sky, instantly separating Su Bei from Ling Zhan, and then looked at Ling Zhan's injuries with a solemn expression.
"Elder Su, you have gone too far!"
An elder from Yuanzong said calmly.
Su Bei sneered and said leisurely:
"If you really feel that way, you should show up at the moment Su draws his sword."
"Instead of like now, that touch of concern is so fake."