Chapter 232 The little padded jacket that leaks the wind

When Little Pixiu heard Lin Qingzhu reported himself to his family, his face changed suddenly.

"The disciple of the emperor!"

Suddenly panicked in his heart, his eyes searched for something behind Lin Qingzhu's back and forth.

Not seeing that terrifying back, he was relieved.

He did not expect that the little human girl standing in front of him was actually the legendary disciple of the great emperor.

For a time, a huge pressure hit, and my heart began to tremble.

"It turned out to be Emperor Ye's apprentice. I'm lucky to meet you."

Little Pixiu put away his arrogance and said very humbly.

Lin Qingzhu just glanced at him coldly, and naturally knew why he acted so abnormally.

It is nothing more than fear of his master's reputation.

"come on."

No nonsense, Lin Qingzhu once again drew out the Zixia sword, stood with the sword in his back, and stared straight at the little Pixiu.

This battle instantly attracted the attention of the powerhouses in the heavens.

Everyone wanted to see if the legendary disciple of the Great Emperor had the style of Ye Qiu who slashed Tianmeng with one sword.

"Interesting, disciples of the Great Emperor, this battle is getting more and more interesting for the Immortal Ancient Relics."

"You say, who will win?"

In the chaos, several old men with immortal style and bones whispered.

Among them was a face that Ye Qiu was familiar with. It was Yun Shengzi, a good old man who had a relationship in the emperor's tomb.

More and more people are paying attention to this battle, and even the powerhouses in the field are watching.

"Donghuang, Heaven Patching Sect!"

Standing above the clouds, Qi Daosheng looked solemn and stared at Lin Qingzhu's figure.

Long ago, Lianfeng had told him that there was also a Heaven-Mending Sect on the far side of the void.

It comes from the same source as the Taoism they inherit, and the exercises they practice are exactly the same.

Qi Daosheng didn't believe it at first, but now it has been confirmed.

He was very curious about the strength of this Eastern Desolate Heaven-Mending Sect, and if it was possible... When the Eight Desolates merged into one, the two sects could consider contacting them.

After all, the two religions have been separated for a long time, and it is so easy to merge.

It can only be contacted first, exchanged with each other, and made up for the lack of inheritance of various veins.

Just listening to Lin Qingzhu's gesture, he drew his sword out, and Xiao Pi Yao suddenly panicked in his heart.

Looking up at the sky, his eyes suddenly froze, and he fell into a worry.

Unconsciously, many peerless powerhouses from various domains have gathered above their heads.

They are all watching this battle. From this moment on, this battle no longer belongs to the two of them.

Rather, it represents the battle of dignity between the two domains.

Little Pixiu was a little remorseful, why was he so mocking just now, which attracted the real genius of Donghuang to show up.

Now he can't even if he doesn't want to fight.

"Damn, this person is worthy of being a disciple of the Great Emperor. This sword power is cold and biting, and full of killing intent."

"Vaguely, there is a sense of righteousness in the world, and it lasts forever."

"It seems that her kendo attainments have reached the pinnacle."

Thinking silently in my heart, Little Pixiu is not to be outdone.

This battle represents the battle of dignity between the two domains, and he cannot lose.

Especially at this time, geniuses and powerhouses in other realms are watching.

If he loses, his face will be lost, and the faces of everyone in Xuanyu will be lost.

"Roar"

In an instant, the little Pixiu roared angrily and responded directly to Lin Qingzhu.

I saw the fire that covered the sky and filled the nine heavens, full of oppression.

"Come on, today I want to see how many pounds and taels of the so-called disciples of the great emperor."

The moment the momentum erupted, the little Pixiu slapped it down with a slap, and the earth trembled with the powerful force.

The terrifying force was crushed crazily, like an overwhelming force, and it was photographed in front of Lin Qingzhu in an instant.

She only saw her right foot take a step back, holding the sword on her back, motionless.

When the force came, suddenly the left foot stepped lightly.

"This is"

Just watching a yin-yang tai chi pattern emerge instantly, a gentle force of yin and yang erupted, and the terrifying sword intent ran rampantly in the pattern.

In an instant, two powerful forces collided, without a terrifying impact, but gradually died in the cold wind.

"what happened?"

"What method is this?"

Everyone was shocked, that little Pi Yao's full-strength palm, Lin Qingzhu just stomped lightly, and it was resolved?

They had never seen such miraculous means.

That little Pixiu's palm, the domineering power, is unimaginable.

This level of power, unless you can face it with more terrifying power, you can only avoid its edge.

However, Lin Qingzhu chose the simplest one and solved it directly with just a Tai Chi pattern?

It's like, people hold back the big move for a long time, and you can get it with a single draw.

Somewhat condescending.

"This dead girl can actually make such a move on this sword."

At this moment, even Ye Qiu was shocked. She had to admire her talent in swordsmanship.

"Hey... Yes, it's a bit of a beep to defuse this trick in such an understatement."

Just looking at the dumbfounded and shocked eyes around him, Ye Qiu was secretly happy.

It is worthy of being a teacher's little padded jacket, and finally did not embarrass the teacher, and perfectly inherited the fine tradition of pretending to be a teacher.

Look how perfect this beep is.

Immediately shocked the audience.

With one move to defuse the attack of the little Pixiu, a smile suddenly appeared on Lin Qingzhu's icy face.

With a faint smile, he said, "Is that all you need?"

"you"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Pi Yao was furious. He obviously did not expect that his attack would be so unbearable.

He didn't expect that Lin Qingzhu was so powerful.

The situation he is in now seems to be Feng Qingyun just now, and Lin Qingzhu is like him just now.

"It seems that your Xuanyu is nothing special."

Lin Qingzhu smiled lightly, pulled out the Zixia sword with his backhand, and said, "I'm in a hurry, I'll try to kill you with one sword, if not, then forget it..."

"what!"

As soon as these words came out ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the audience was shocked.

Everyone gasped instantly, what a arrogant word this is.

That is the immortal ancient relic, the little Pixiu at the peak of the five realms, no matter how strong you are, you can't take a sword in seconds, right?

How dare you.

Lin Qingzhu's words shocked the audience, and even Ye Qiu called him an expert when he saw it.

"Damn it! My lines were stolen?"

Isn't that my word?

Ye Qiu was shocked, this little padded jacket was leaking, and she even wanted to grab the lines of her handsome and charming master.

Looking back, when Xiao Pi Yao heard this sentence, he seemed to be greatly insulted.

After so many years of debut, when did anyone dare to despise him so much?

(End of this chapter)