The apprentice is returned ten thousand times, and the teacher never hides his secrets

Chapter 232
When Xiao Pixiu heard that Lin Qingzhu had reported his family name, his expression changed immediately.

"Disciple of the Great Emperor!"

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

He was also relieved not to see that terrifying figure from behind.

He did not expect that the little human girl standing in front of him turned out to be the disciple of the legendary emperor.

Suddenly, a huge pressure hit, and my heart began to tremble involuntarily.

"It turned out to be Emperor Ye's apprentice. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Little Pixiu put away the arrogance just now, and said very humbly.

Lin Qingzhu just gave him a cold look, and he naturally knew why he behaved so abnormally.

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

"bring it on."

No nonsense, Lin Qingzhu pulled out the Zixia sword again, stood with the sword behind his back, and looked straight at the little Pixiu.

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

Everyone wanted to see if the legendary Disciple of the Great Emperor had the demeanor of Ye Qiu's sword-slashing Tianmeng back then.

"Interesting, disciples of the Great Emperor, this battle against the immortal seed is getting more and more interesting."

"You say, who will win?"

In the chaos, several elders with immortal demeanor whispered.

Among them was a familiar face to Ye Qiu, the good old Yun Shengzi who had met once in the emperor's tomb.

More and more people paid attention to this battle, and even the strong men in Tiantian Domain came to watch.

"Donghuang, Mending Heaven Sect!"

Standing on top of the clouds, Qi Daosheng looked solemnly, staring at Lin Qingzhu's figure intently.

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

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

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

He was very curious about the strength of the Heaven-replenishing Sect of the Eastern Wasteland. If it was possible... When the Eight Desolations merged into one, the two religions could consider contacting each other.

After all, the two religions have been separated for a long time, and it is not so easy to merge.

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

Hearing Lin Qingzhu's signal and drawing the sword out, little Pixiu panicked.

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

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

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

Rather, it represents a battle of dignity between the two realms.

Little Paixiu was a little bit regretful, why was he so sarcastic just now, so that the real genius of Donghuang appeared.

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

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

"In the vagueness, there is a righteousness of heaven and earth, which will last forever."

"It seems that her swordsmanship has reached its peak."

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

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

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

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

"Roar……"

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

I saw the soaring fire covering the sky, the fire light permeating the nine heavens, full of oppression.

"Come on, today I want to see how much the so-called disciples of the Great Emperor weigh."

The moment the momentum erupted, the little Pixiu slapped it down instantly, and the powerful force shook the ground trembling for a while.

The terrifying force came crushing madly, like an overwhelming force, and it was photographed in front of Lin Qingzhu in an instant.

She just took a step back with her right foot, holding the sword on her back, and remained motionless.

When that force came, he suddenly stepped on his left foot lightly.

"This is……"

Just watching a Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern emerge in an instant, a soft force of Yin-Yang burst out, and the terrifying sword intent ran rampant in the pattern.

In an instant, two powerful forces collided, and instead of making a terrifying impact, they gradually disappeared in the cold wind.

"what happened?"

"What method is this?"

Everyone was shocked, Lin Qingzhu just stomped the little Pixiu's palm with all his strength, and it was resolved?
Fortunately, they have never seen such a magical method.

The power of that little Pixiu's palm is unimaginable.

With this level of power, unless you can confront it with more terrifying power, you can only avoid its edge.

However, Lin Qingzhu chose the simplest one, and resolved it directly with only one Tai Chi pattern?
It's like, someone has been holding back the big move for a long time, and you can get it done with a flat A.

It's a bit contemptuous.

"This damn girl, she can still use this sword to make such a move."

At this moment, even Ye Qiu was startled, and had to admire her swordsmanship talent, which was indeed astonishing.

"Hey... not bad, such an understatement to resolve this trick is somewhat pretending to be beeping."

Ye Qiu secretly rejoiced just looking at the bewildered and shocked eyes of everyone around him.

It is worthy of being a teacher's little padded jacket. Finally, he did not embarrass the teacher, and perfectly inherited the fine tradition of dressing up as a teacher.

Look, how perfect this beep is.

directly shocked the audience.

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

With a faint smile, he said, "Is this all you have to do?"

"you……"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Pixiu was instantly enraged. He obviously did not expect that his attack would be so unbearable.

Not to mention that Lin Qingzhu was so powerful.

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

"It seems that your Xuanyu is nothing special."

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

"what!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

Everyone gasped instantly, what an arrogant word.

That's the immortal ancient relic, the little Pixiu who is at the peak of the five realms, no matter how strong you are, you can't just hit the 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, leaking air, even wanted to snatch the lines of her handsome and charming master.

Looking back, when Xiao Pixiu heard this sentence, he seemed to have been greatly insulted in his heart.

After debuting for so many years, when would anyone dare to despise him so much?
(End of this chapter)