Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 448 Immortal Cultivation: The Soft and Cute Disciple of Master Qing Leng (22)

  夙Yi's dark eyes are dark and difficult to see. Holding an ink sword in his hand, his jade-like jade hand looks attractive to the outside world.

  He will not end here.

Because,

  He wants to take first place,

  Show to that person.

   Suyi tilted his head and glanced at the person who was sitting in the upper position, the empty heart seemed to be filled. Hooked up his scarlet lips.

   But in the eyes of outsiders.

   but Su Yi was motionless.

  There was a lot of discussion.

   "Is he scared stupid?"

   "No, I'm also a disciple of Yun Bai Shangxian anyway."

   "Oh, that's not necessarily, maybe it's a weak chicken?"

  "I don’t think it’s that simple. Didn’t I see that I was killed by a spike the first few times."

   "Do you think it's possible, it was this Suyi who bought out those people and let them lose to him on purpose!"

   "This... is unlikely."

   "How can it be impossible, there are more possibilities."

   Suyi looked at the attack that was about to rush forward, her eyes darkened, closed her eyes, and carefully felt the progress of the weapon's impact. He clenched the magic sword tightly.

  Other people’s hearts are also mentioned in their throats. What is the result?

   "Host, your little disciple won't really be seconded, right?"

  Ranbai's expression is calm, but he denies without hesitation,

"impossible."

  She believes,

  夙yi will not lose.

   Mo Ye smacked the corners of his lips triumphantly, and finally he was able to win a round.

  How about your Yunbai?

The disciples who received    were not as good as his disciples.

   "It seems to be over."

  Ranbai glanced at Mo Ye, her voice was clean and clear but with endless icy cold.

   "Brother, let's see the end."

  夙yi thought silently in her heart,

  3,

2,

1!

  夙yi hooked the corners of her lips.

   suddenly opened his eyes.

  A pair of dark eyes like night catches the heart and spleen, seeming to gather thousands of graces.

  Swivel up, stepping on Mo Youzi's weapon.

   Standing in mid-air with Mo Youzi's strength.

   causes a sound of suction.

  It turned out to be like this.

Right.

How could the disciple of Yun Bai Shangxian be kicked down so easily?

   Mo Ye's proud expression instantly stiffened, and the smug words just said seemed to slap his face fiercely.

   teasing his affectionateness.

  Mo Youzi raised his head in disbelief, looking at Su Yi standing in mid-air.

this……

How can it be!

  Sui Yi looked at Mo Youzi condescendingly, holding up the ink sword in his hand.

   hacked towards Mo Youzi.

  Mo Youzi turned around and shook off the whip, which could have escaped Su Yi's blow.

  The magic sword smashed into the void, sending out sharp waves.

  Failed to make a single blow, Su Yi spind around sharply, and the ink-colored leather boots pointed towards Mo Youzi's chest.

  Mo Youzi hurriedly held the whip to resist, but couldn't stop it at all.

  With a powerful blow, Mo Youzi kicked Mo Youzi a few meters away.

   Almost can kick Mo Youzi down.

  Suiyi pressed her crimson lips lightly, a trace of annoyance passed through her eyes like black jewels.

   seems to be dissatisfied with his own attack.

indeed,

  Sai Yi is not very satisfied.

  According to Su Yi's plan, it is possible to directly kick Mo Youzi down.

  Mo Youzi's eyes were sullen, and she felt that the sound of sucking around was laughing at her!

  This made Mo Youzi's expression a little distorted.

   "System! I want to open the plug-in!"

  "The world of planes, do not use too many plug-ins. If you are discovered as an outsider, you will be responsible for the consequences."

  Hearing the system's cold mechanical lift, Mo Youzi did not regret it at all.

   "Turn on!"

  If she doesn’t kick Su Yi off the stage, she won’t believe in this evil!

  The plug-in is turned on.

  In an instant.

  Mo Youzi felt his injuries healed, and there was a warm current.

   And the cultivation base also skyrocketed in just a few seconds.

  Yan Bai's eyes paused slightly on Mo Youzi, condensed.

  External?

  There are many methods.

  　 Next update, eight o'clock in the evening.

  (End of this chapter)