Master, the way she looks at me is not right

A dusty and elegant temperament emerged from his body.

In a pair of eyes as vast as the starry sky, the sword light surged, as if it contained infinite sword intent, extremely sharp.

Quite a bit of the demeanor of a contemporary sword fairy.

Coupled with Ling Qingchen's handsome and perfect face, many female disciples in the audience couldn't help screaming.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Can this traitor really pretend?

Yesterday I was submissive and asked myself if I could retire.

Albatron Sword God got up today?

"I also invite this contestant to introduce which peak he is from.

Don't talk about nothing and exaggerated names. "

Ning Qingxue glanced at the many female disciples whose eyes were shining brightly.

A chill could not help appearing in his eyes, he looked at Ling Qingchen coldly and said.

This traitor has attracted the attention of so many female disciples, it is really hateful!

Just that pushy?

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Qingchen Peak, Qingyun Sword God Ling Qingchen."

Ling Qingchen murmured.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Can you have a face?

Return to Qingyun Sword God?

I don't even dare to call myself Qingyun Sword God, but you are calling yourself?

Mo Yu: "..."

This year's juniors are exceptionally good at pretending, right?

"Taishang Peak, Mo Yu."

Mo Yu introduced in a flat tone.

"Game start."

Accompanied by Ning Qingxue's order.

Mo Yu's expression also began to become serious.

Although Ling Qingchen still looked calm on the surface.

But from Ling Qingchen, he felt an unusual aura.

That is the aura that a monk who does not belong to this realm should have.

"Breaking the sky with one hand, dancing the sky with one sword.

Dugu Nine Swords. "

Ling Qingchen said softly.

The sound of sword cries echoed around Ling Qingchen's body.

Following Ling Qingchen's words, nine phantoms of sword techniques appeared in the air.

"Normalization."

Ling Qingchen tapped his finger lightly, and the nine sword shadows in the air suddenly condensed and turned into a sharp long sword.

"Shh."

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

The long sword immediately turned into a wandering dragon and slammed towards Mo Yu.

"Breaking Wave Fist."

Mo Yu let out a low growl.

Daodao fist shadow was swung by Mo Yu.

Every fist shadow has the ability to break waves and split mountains.

Full of strength and extraordinary momentum.

There is a sense of shock of rolling stones falling down the mountain.

The moment the fist shadow touched Ling Qingchen's long sword.

A look of shock suddenly flashed in Mo Yu's eyes.

"Sword intent? You actually comprehended the sword intent?"

No matter how powerful the power contained in the fist shadow is.

Facing the all-conquering sword intent.

It still looks so pale and weak.

Dao Dao fist shadow, suddenly like soap bubbles.

It breaks at the touch of a button.

Mo Yu stepped back a few steps before blocking Ling Qingchen's sword intent.

"The younger brother is a genius.

The mere Golden Core realm is the comprehension of extraordinary sword intent.

Senior brother bows down. "

Mo Yu cupped his hands at Ling Qingchen, and then walked off the ring very openly.

Like Ding Dang, the Jedi Spearman, his punches also stayed at the point of momentum.

It is still far from reaching the desired level.

Unless his cultivation base can crush Ling Qingchen and reach the Nascent Soul Realm.

Otherwise, since everyone is at the same level, there is no way for him to resist Ling Qingchen's sword intent.

As for fighting each other's defensive magic weapons?He wasn't that naive yet, he thought he could beat Ling Qingchen.

Although he is a direct disciple of the Supreme Elder, what he gets is only part of Yifeng's resources.

As for Ling Qingchen, food is a whole peak of resources.

"Master, this disciple has won again."

Seeing that Mo Yu had surrendered so openly, Ling Qingchen couldn't help but a glimmer of joy flashed in his eyes.

Compared with Ding Dang yesterday, Mo Yu's strength was stronger by many levels.

If he really wanted to fight, Ling Qingchen was a little panicked that he would be defeated.

After all, apart from sword intent, I have no other unique skills that I can show.

"Well, then what?

Are you going to make a request to the teacher again? "

Ning Qingxue asked calmly.

But in my heart, there was already a deer bumping around, and I was extremely nervous.

I gave him another chance to make a request.

This time, he should be able to grasp it, right?

Don't give it a chance!

"Ah? I won this time, can I make a request?

real or fake? "

Hearing Ning Qingxue's words, Ling Qingchen couldn't help but a hint of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Naturally it is true.

When did the teacher lie to you? "

Ning Qingxue nodded calmly and said.

"A gentleman's word?"

Ling Qingchen probed.

"It's hard to chase a horse."

Ning Qingxue answered with a firm face.

"Okay, report back to Master, the disciple is still the same as yesterday's request."

Ling Qingchen nodded firmly and said.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

Are you really not going to seize the opportunity?

"That request from yesterday? What request?"

Ning Qingxue pretended not to know and asked.

Give you another chance to change your mouth.

This time, you should understand what I mean, right?

[38.Chapter 38 It turns out that not every time you look back, there is someone waiting for you! (Please ask for a silver ticket!)]

"Just the request that you rejected yesterday, Master?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Ling Qingchen's eyes.

Has my master's memory become so bad?

Could it be that things like Alzheimer's also happen to practitioners?

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Yes, as expected of you!

"Don't bring up requests that have already been rejected by the teacher.

As a teacher, you will not change your mind casually. "

Ning Qingxue said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Then...how about a half-day rest?"

Ling Qingchen asked tentatively.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

This traitor is really going to piss me off!

The kind that can't be happy after watching ten episodes of SpongeBob SquarePants!

Can't you ask too much?

Resting all day long, the life of salted fish lying flat, is it really so beautiful?

"Do you have the guts?

Be bold and ask for something else. "

Ning Qingxue gave Ling Qingchen a resentful look and said.

It's so obvious that I hinted at it myself.