I'm really a decent cultivator

Zixia Mountain.

The dark clouds dissipated, gradually revealing a crescent moon.

Qing Yang and the others looked at Qing Chen in the arena in disbelief, with horror on their faces!
They are clearer than anyone else about the power of the Fire Bath Sword Jue. This is the supreme skill handed down by the master. Even if it is only three swords, they have to do their best to resist it.

but,

The opponent was blown away with one punch?

As the person involved, Wang Shuo was also stunned. At this moment, he wondered if Master's Supreme Kungfu was fake? !

Qing Chen raised his head, raised his right hand high, and then shook it casually, as if doing a warm-up exercise.

The punch just now was just an attempt for him, but he didn't expect the effect—not bad.

He didn't feel much when he collided with the fire sword, it was like being pricked lightly by a needle, a little tingling, but harmless.

Faced with this situation, Wang Shuo didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and activated the Fa Jue, and the fire swords around him quickly merged into one.

The berserk breath exploded in an instant, and a huge fiery sword burst out, pointing forward.

"Repression!"

Wang Shuo waved his hand, and the fire sword shot out like a meteorite from the sky, and a faint Hongguang was drawn from the end.

The corner of Qing Chen's mouth raised an arc, and instead of retreating, he raised his fist and blasted towards the fire sword.

boom!
On Zixia Mountain, a beam of ten thousand zhang rays of light burst out, and a wave of rich and rich spiritual energy exploded here, disturbing the birds in the mountain and driving back the fierce beasts in the mountain.

"What a terrible power."

A fierce beast with a snake head and a tiger tail stood on a branch, raised its head, and looked at the beam of light printed not far away.

"It's weird, it's really weird!"

A crocodile with only half of its face exposed felt the breath and quickly dived into the depths of the lake, not daring to take another look.

Everyone's focus is on the field.

"Eldest brother will definitely win, Liu Yunzong's fire-bath sword art can be resisted by a mere unknown person from the cunning sect." Qing Yang comforted himself.

It's just that this sentence, he said a little bit without confidence.

The girl didn't say anything, she clenched her fists and murmured: "Brother, I believe in you."

The light faded, and the dust scattered with the wind.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Before the dust had completely dissipated, a hysterical scream came from inside.

"It's senior brother!" Qing Yang heard that something was wrong immediately!
Just about to step forward to support, but, thinking of Qing Chen's weird big fist, his body reacted subconsciously, standing where he was, motionless.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a huge pit. Wang Shuo lay under his huge fist, moaning in pain.

"Help me." Wang Shuo pressed his lower abdomen firmly, not daring to move.

laugh!
On the huge crater, flesh and blood were mutilated, and it was dark red.

Qing Chen retracted his fist, and immediately after that, there was another scream.

Qing Chen smashed Wang Shuo's legs into meatloaf!
"Big Brother!"

Qing Yang and the two hurried over, the girl took out the elixir and asked Wang Shuo to take it.

With the relief of the elixir, Wang Shuo's pain was relieved and his life was saved.

but,

His legs are probably useless.

"My legs..." Wang Shuo cried loudly as he looked at his empty lower body.

What does it mean for a cultivator without legs?
Even if one is extremely talented, there is still an upper limit to one's cultivation.

"This..." Qing Chen didn't expect to punch Wang Shuo's legs with all his strength.

In this regard, he faintly felt that this force was a little strange.

He carefully recalled the previous details,

for a while,

He was startled.

He felt a mysterious force dominating him the moment he punched out.

— Violence!
"How dare you cripple a pair of senior brother's legs!"

Qing Yang got up slowly, and roared viciously at Qing Chen.

"You are declaring war with our Flowing Cloud Sect!"

"If you weren't aggressive, how could you have ended up like this." Little Loli said contemptuously.

"you!"

"It's interesting, take your good-for-nothing senior brother and get the hell out of here." Little Lolita's voice was obviously a little colder.

"Let's go." Without saying a word, the girl left the man she had always valued here, and Yu Jian left.

"Qian'er." Wang Shuo looked at the leaving girl, his whole body cracked.

Ah,
Are all women this realistic?

Qing Yang quickly helped Wang Shuo up, and before leaving, he did not forget to say a harsh word.

"Cruel the disciples of the Immortal Sect, you are waiting for the sanctions from the various sects!"

then,

With a bang, it turned into a stream of light and disappeared without a trace.

"Hello" Qing Chen was about to say something, but his mind sank, he fell to the ground in shock, and passed out.

"Sure enough." Little Loli shook her head and sighed.

This phenomenon is the same as hers. After using tricks, all the spiritual energy in the body will be emptied.

Qing Chen slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, and he could vaguely see that his eyes were blocked by two huge objects.

The feeling of exhaustion swept through his brain, making him unable to open his eyes, so he might as well sleep for a while.

He shifted his posture a little, and put his face against the pillow.

He felt that the pillow was extremely smooth and soft, and he could smell a faint fragrance.

"It smells so good." Qing Chen pressed his face against the pillow and rubbed it greedily.

Enjoy the silkiness of this moment.

but,

In the next second, he sensed something was wrong, opened his eyes, and when he saw a pair of white thighs, he immediately snapped out of his sleepiness.

What he rested on was not a pillow, but a pair of thighs.
He raised his head suddenly, but had an intimate collision with the huge monster above his head.

"So soft." Qing Chen rubbed his head.

When he saw the person in front of him, he was stunned.

"you"

A plump woman sat cross-legged. Many men said that a little fat is the best, but these men naturally understand what type of woman they are referring to when they are slightly fat.

And the woman sitting in front of him is the best among them, the perfect fat figure in the eyes of men!

If this woman lowered her head, she would not be able to see her toes.

She was wearing a miniature white dress, her jet-black hair covered half of her face, her round buttocks, bright red and moist diamond-shaped lips, and a pair of watery and charming peach blossom eyes. As dangerous and intoxicating as the mandala.

The temperament of the whole person is the kind of obsequiousness, which is in stark contrast to her cold and serious expression, and it brings a slight sense of taboo to people.

At this moment, she was sitting on the bed, and the pair of white clothes in front of her were so heavy that they were about to explode the miniature version of the white clothes. Due to the posture of sitting down, the hem of the clothes was stretched by the buttocks, and the arc of the hips and hips could be seen at a glance. You can even faintly see it..

It's hard to take your eyes off just looking at it.

The woman's name is Mu Ying
Ying is full, this woman lives up to her name.

"Are you awake?" Mu Ying asked.

"Um..." Qing Chen looked at the "disheveled" young woman, and didn't know where to put his eyes.

"You can watch it if you want, don't be shy, there is no one else here except our master and apprentice." Mu Ying smiled slightly.

With a smile appearing on her face, those peach blossom eyes became more and more charming, making them very attractive.

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Master and apprentice?

Sitting in front of him was actually his master, the suzerain of the deceitful sect!

He had imagined countless times what kind of character the suzerain of the deceitful sect was?

A burly man with a mysterious mask, or a man with two faces?
But he never expected that the suzerain of the deceitful sect would be a beautiful and plump young woman!

just,

This pair of F-level heavy, seems to have seen it somewhere
Flowing Cloud Sect, the magnificent hall.

Several old men were discussing business matters when a disciple hurried in.

"Master, something serious has happened!" The disciple was panting and his face was pale.

"What's the matter, you're so panicked." The old man in charge said in a deep voice.

"Eldest brother, they, they..." the disciple burst into tears.

"What's wrong with Shuo'er and the others?" The old man frowned slightly.

"The three senior brothers are dead!"