Su Ping'an saw this yellow-robed monk holding a wine gourd. He looked very handsome, with a face like a crown jewel and eyes like bright stars. He was pouring wine continuously. If it were someone else, he would definitely look slovenly.
, but he has a different kind of bohemian handsomeness.
Su Ping'an looked at the two Hidden Sword Sect monks who suddenly appeared in bewilderment, wondering in his heart: "Is this a savior falling from the sky?" Then he nodded and replied: "My master is Zhenren Yuqing!"
Facing these two yellow-robed monks who suddenly appeared, Wang Yun didn't know whether they were enemies or friends. He held the Shaoyang Sword and clasped his fists and said: "Two Taoist friends from the Hidden Sword Sect, the grudge between me and Su Ping'an is a matter of heaven."
Please take care of the affairs between the disciples, so please stop meddling in other people’s business.”
When Wang Yun finished speaking, the monk who only drank wine took a sip of wine, then looked at Wang Yun indifferently and asked, "Are you done?"
"That's it."
Wang Yun looked at the yellow-robed monk holding a wine gourd. His aura made him frightened. He then said: "My father is the Nascent Soul Stage Elder of Chaoyang Peak of Tianzhaomen. Please invite two Tibetans."
My Taoist friends from Jianmen give me some face."
Wang Yun took out his father's identity as a Yuan Ying-stage elder and wanted the two yellow-robed monks who suddenly appeared to retreat. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a flying sword made of spiritual energy wiped off his neck, and blood spurted out.
When Wang Yun died, he stared at the yellow-robed monk holding the wine gourd with disbelief, and then his whole body fell to the ground with a pop, dead.
"Impatient!"
After saying that, the yellow-robed monk holding the wine gourd picked up the wine gourd and took a sip of wine.
Hua Youque, who had been watching the battle on the sidelines, was shocked when he saw Wang Yun being killed, and immediately wanted to escape with his sword.
Unexpectedly, another monk with a red mark between his eyebrows saw Hua Youque and wanted to run away. He immediately took action and punched Hua Youque. This punch emitted a dazzling silver light, locking Hua Youque's aura.
, Hua Youque had no time to resist, and his body was shot to pieces in an instant.
The yellow-robed monk holding the wine gourd looked towards a dark corner in the southeast, and then the monk with a red mark between his eyebrows said: "Elder brother, there is another one over there, I will deal with him." After that, he pinched his hands.
With the spell, the crimson flying sword flew out from behind, emitting a dazzling red light and slashing in that direction.
The monk hiding in that dark corner and peeping here secretly was Liu Yongchang who secretly followed Wang Yun. When he saw the red flying sword flying with endless power, he knew that he was no match for him, so he cursed secretly: "Damn it, Su
Ping An, you are lucky today." After saying that, he used his secret technique and left here instantly.
The flying sword missed the target, and the monk with a red mark between his eyebrows snorted: "He ran pretty fast."
Su Ping'an saw that the two Hidden Sword Sect disciples who suddenly appeared and easily eliminated Wang Yun and Hua Youque, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "The cultivation of the two Hidden Sword Sect monks in front of me must be at the Golden Core stage.
Above, but they didn’t seem to have any ill intentions towards me. Moreover, they suddenly appeared after they heard me calling Master’s name, so they should know my Master.
Earlier I heard the monk with a red mark between his eyebrows calling another senior disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect, Senior Brother. I had heard before that the Senior Senior Brother of the Hidden Sword Sect was an alcoholic and would always have a wine gourd in his hand all the time.
If you are not drinking, you should be the person in front of you."
Thinking of this, Su Ping'an raised his hands and said, "Thank you two senior brothers for your life-saving grace. The two senior brothers were able to deal with these two people so easily. I think they must be the best among the disciples of the Hidden Sword Sect!"
The monk with a red mark between his eyebrows stared at Su Ping'an and said, "My name is Yun Jingbu, and this is our senior brother from the Hidden Sword Sect, senior brother Hua!"
Hearing this, Su Ping'an bowed his hands respectfully and said: "I have long heard that the senior brother of the Cangjian Sect is extremely handsome and has a natural sword body. He has already formed a golden elixir in less than a hundred years. Because he is addicted to alcohol, the immortal world calls him "Jiu".
Sword Immortal. When I saw him today, he certainly lived up to his reputation."
The monk with a red mark between his eyebrows heard this and said with a smile: "How does our senior brother compare to senior brother Chen who is ranked first on your heavenly list?"
Su Ping'an thought for a moment and replied: "Senior Brother Chen is my senior fellow of Amaterasumen. Although his cultivation level is also unfathomable, I think it is still far behind compared to Senior Brother Hua."
The monk with a red mark between his eyebrows heard Su Ping'an's flattering words and laughed loudly: "You are right, senior brother only needs one breath to defeat me, but when I fight with your senior brother Chen, it will take him twenty breaths to defeat me."
I'm defeated."
"Ding! Yun Jingbu was very happy to be licked by Wang Yun, and started to show off. Congratulations to the host for getting 5 points of showing off!"
When Su Ping'an heard the system prompt that he had gained 5 points of pretentiousness, he glanced at the attribute panel in his mind and saw:
Cultivation level: fifth level of foundation building (experience value: 0/500)
Number of draws remaining: 0
Pretentiousness value: 5 points (foundation period: 10 pretentiousness points can be exchanged for 1 lottery draw)
"..." Su Ping'an was speechless for a while, and couldn't help but secretly thought: "You can make you start to show off? But I like it, you can continue to show off."
Su Ping'an said: "Of course the strongest disciples of a first-class sect are not as good as the strongest disciples of a top-notch sect. Our Amaterasu Sect is only a first-rate sect, how dare we compare with a top-notch sect. What's more, it's a top sect like the Hidden Sword Sect.
Among the top sects, it is said that even the Holy Son of Xuanhuo Sect, the largest sect in immortality, fought against Senior Brother Hua, but in the end he could barely defeat Senior Brother Hua only with the power of the Taoist weapon in his hand."
The monk with a red mark between his eyebrows curled his lips and said: "Hmph, if the so-called holy son of the Xuanhuo Sect doesn't have that Taoist artifact, the winner will definitely be our senior brother."
"Ding! Yun Jingbu continues to show off, congratulations to the host for getting 5 points of showoff!"
After hearing the system prompt and gaining 5 points of pretentiousness, Su Ping'an took another look at the attribute panel in his mind, only to see:
Cultivation level: fifth level of foundation building (experience value: 0/500)
Number of draws remaining: 0
Pretentiousness value: 10 points (foundation period: 10 pretentiousness points can be exchanged for 1 lottery draw)
“Use 10 points of pretentiousness to exchange for 1 lottery draw!”
"Ding! The system has exchanged 10 points of pretentiousness into 1 lottery draw! Now there is a target that is happily licked by the host. Does the host choose to lick Yun Jingbu?"
"Yes!" Su Pingan said without hesitation!
I saw a bright light flash in my mind, and then a red ball of light appeared in the system space.