But after experiencing a series of things, Suning discovered that the word "handsome" had nothing to do with him.
In Pei Chuan's words, he is at best handsome, not earth-shattering.
The old man in Taoist robes is quite old. He looks quite normal in every aspect. He doesn't look like someone with special quirks.
Thinking of this, Suning couldn't help but shudder.
Damn it, can’t you?
"Go back with me obediently. From now on, I will be your master."
Meng Bailou clasped his hands together, interrupting Suning's random thoughts. A bright light emerged from the seal and said: "You were defeated by the 18th level of force. Boy, you are proud of yourself."
"Click."
The giant palm that spread out suddenly fell down with great force, indirectly blocking all directions.
Suning let out a long breath, no longer struggling, curled his fingers and immediately crushed the black peach core.
Life or death, freedom or being at the mercy of others, it all depends on this.
"call."
The strong wind tore, like weeping.
Suning didn't even have time to react, as a blurry figure gathered in front of him.
He is about the same height as the old man in Taoist robes, and his face cannot be seen clearly.
He dropped his hands on his waist and closed his eyes in deep thought.
The corners of Meng Bailou's eyes twitched, and he said with fear: "You..."
As soon as the word "you" came out of his mouth, the blurry black figure raised its hands to the sky.
"How can a small, first-class true immortal, with the light of a grain of rice, dare to compete with the bright moon?"
His voice was hoarse, full of ridicule and contempt.
Weak flames burned at his fingertips and entwined with each other at lightning speed.
It's like a vine spreading out, rushing up into the sky continuously.
When the two touched each other, the giant palm retreated step by step, and its spiritual power dispersed.
The fire waves reflected the sky, almost blending into one.
Meng Bailou's eyes were about to burst, looking frightened and angry.
He floated down from the air tremblingly and roared like crazy: "No, it's impossible."
"laugh."
The giant palm disappeared into smoke, and the remaining spiritual power returned to the sky.
As quickly as it comes, as quickly as it goes.
It disintegrated completely, as if it had never appeared before.
The blurry black shadow glanced at Suning and nodded slightly.
"Thank you, senior."
The latter bowed and clasped his fists and said, "It's a great kindness that I will never forget."
The black shadow did not answer and collapsed on the spot.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Meng Bailou took back his seal and retreated quickly.
Suning chased after him and said: "Since you are here, come with me back to Kyoto."
"The trump card I prepared for Huangteng Wine was wasted by you, and then you became my only bargaining chip in exchange for the Su family."
"As you said, there must be many secrets hidden in your mind."
"For example, your origins."
"Another example, why do you want me to destroy the Buddhist Earth Soul?"
"China is big, but also small."
"Especially for top masters like you, it is impossible to be anonymous."
Meng Bailou turned a deaf ear and panicked and chose no other way out.
Suning sneered: "Do you think you can run away?"
"Unless the old man named Huang comes to rescue you, you will be defeated by me today."
"Uh-huh."
The index finger is a sword, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal.
Suning soared into the sky, and the Xunlong pen drew down boldly.
While fleeing, Meng Bailou's expression changed suddenly and he was forced to turn back and fight back.
The small seal is pushed out smoothly, and the seal is quickly formed with ten fingers.
Suning said indifferently: "It's useless. If I want to defeat you, I can only defeat you within a hundred moves."
"After a hundred moves, you will definitely lose."
