"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Luo Ritian's mouth instantly.

The next moment, all the clothes on Luo Ritian were torn to pieces, and he fell to the ground. He looked at Su Bei with his eyes wide open and murmured to himself:

"Impossible...this is impossible..."

"how so?"

"How could I lose??"

Everything was silent.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief, looking at Luo Ritian who fell to the ground in front of them.

The arena has long since disappeared, and the area within a radius of nearly one mile has turned into nothingness.

The magma dried up and turned into black rocks. In the wind and snow, the figure of Su Bei stood proudly.

"What...is this move?"

Luo Ritian spat out a mouthful of blood again and looked at Su Bei blankly, the fear lingering in his heart.

No one knew what they saw at that moment. The entire sky was almost cut into pieces by the sword energy...

How could I be so stupid as to think that because of his low cultivation level, he would not be able to fight?

How could someone who was qualified to master a heaven-level treasure like the Qingping Sword be as unbearable as he imagined?

This Subei... is hidden too deeply!

"A moment of beauty."

Su Bei turned around, not looking at Luo Ritian who was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, and said calmly.

"Quick, someone will take Elder Luo down and treat him..."

When Mo Xingjian saw this scene, the gloom in his heart was instantly wiped away, and he quickly commanded the Danxia Peak disciples who were also in a daze to drag down Luo Ritian, who was seriously injured on the ground like a dead man.

Looking at his junior brother again, he felt an indescribable sense of relief in his heart.

The elders of each sect looked at each other, and then no one knew who murmured:

"What is Luo Ritian thinking in his mind? Don't you know that since Elder Su can hold the Qingping Sword, he is definitely not an ordinary person?"

"Yes, after receiving this sword, my body was completely unscathed! Elder Su is really unfathomable!"

"Hey, Elder Su's sword reminded Wang vaguely of the catastrophe of thousands of years ago. The sword immortal of the Sword Sect at that time also cut off nearly half of the sky with one sword...

"

"Uh, Elder Wang, aren't you just over nine hundred years old?"

"..."

"Elder Su's sword probably used the legendary sword canon, and a good story will be spread today!"

"Then Xiao Ruoqing used the half-step golden elixir state to severely damage the half-step golden elixir, and Elder Su also used the half-step return to the void state to severely damage the mid-return to void state..."

"A tiger father has no dog sons!"

"It should be the Tiger Master's Dogless Disciple."

——On the sky, the purple lotus left by Su Bei has not dispersed for a long time.

In the distance, Shan Wulan just watched this scene, pursed her lips and said nothing, and there was no expression on her cold face, but her little hand was holding the long sword in her hand tightly. The mountains were undulating, and the cold wind was blowing on her body.

That crane cloak.

After a long time, he sighed leisurely and said slightly bitterly:

"What a beautiful lotus flower...Senior brother."

...

The new arena was quickly built on the 'obsidian' formed by magma.

New disciples came onto the ring one after another to compete with each other.

However, after the battle between Su Bei and Luo Ritian, although the other junior disciples wanted to learn from each other, they no longer had the same amazing feeling as before.

Su Bei walked up to the prodigal disciple and watched her looking at him in confusion.

Xiao Ruoqing pursed her red lips tightly, the grace of her master's sword still seemed to echo in front of her eyes.

There are many swordsmanship skills that Master knows, but for himself, in order to make such a promise to himself, he really drew a green lotus in the sky above the Sword Sect.

"Master, were you still so domineering just now?"

Su Bei forcibly suppressed the blood that was spitting out from his chest, curved the corners of his mouth in a nice arc, and looked at his prodigal apprentice with a gentle and elegant look that showed sunshine.

After all, Luo Ritian was in the middle stage of returning to the void, and the power of that move was absolutely terrifying. He was lucky to be able to push back that move.

Xiao Ruoqing nodded vigorously.

Su Bei forced himself to hold himself up, then stretched out his hand and said:

"Go back to Bujian Peak."

Xiao Ruoqing stood up. Although she was a little confused as to why the master would do this, she still took Su Bei's big hand, and the two of them walked away in full view of everyone.

Li Zijun watched Su Bei pulling Xiao Ruoqing towards the mountain in the distance that he was very familiar with. He looked at Su Bei's slightly frivolous steps. For some reason, he suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

premonition.

Holding the big white cat in his arms, he stood up and walked towards the direction of Bujian Peak.

Wenren Pingxin looked at the two people's retreating figures. When he turned around, he saw that the fish-red sleeves were still in the same sitting position as before, with the overlapping flesh strands. He didn't even bother to move, and said with a strange expression:

"Why do you look like this is all taken for granted?"

Yu Hongxiu smiled casually, her pretty face full of charm, stretched out her fingers and lightly touched her red lips, and said quietly:

"He is much simpler than you think..."

"Otherwise, you will not be eligible to receive my Star and Moon Order."

"..."

Wenren Pingxin remained silent, but held the handle of the chair tightly with his hand, leaving a mark on it.

I have watched Su Bei for so many years, but this fish still doesn't understand him?

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling arose in my heart.

I originally thought that Yu Hongxiu only gave Su Bei the Xingyue Order because of the newspaper, but now it seems that Su Bei still has many things hidden in him that he doesn't know...

For example, Xiao Ruoqing's royal sword style, or Su Bei's sword style two.

——I never understood him at all.

He raised his head, looked at the fighting on the field with a complicated expression, sighed softly, and murmured to himself:

"It seems that it is necessary to have a good talk with him tonight."

...

Su Bei took Xiao Ruoqing and flew towards Bujian Peak.

After landing on the thatched cottage, most of the spiritual energy in Xiao Ruoqing's body has been restored. This is the horror of the innate Taoist body. It has an astonishing speed of spiritual energy condensation and an astonishing cultivation speed!

Looking at the familiar thatched cottage yard, with white snow falling all around, the cold spring flowing in the distance, and a few geese quarreling, Xiao Ruoqing remembered the dispute with Mo Li just now, and said with some dissatisfaction:

"Master, that Mo Li..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a damp heat on his neck, along with a hint of subway smell. His eyes instantly panicked and he quickly looked at the master in front of him.

Su Bei finally couldn't hold it back and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The blood flowed uncontrollably from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the somewhat tattered white shirt red and speckled with plum blossoms.

Su Bei's face instantly turned pale, and he felt a wave of weakness in his body. The feeling of his internal organs being displaced instantly filled his body, and he suddenly fell into Xiao Ruoqing's arms.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Master?"

Xiao Ruoqing looked at Su Bei in front of her anxiously.

Su Bei opened his eyes and looked at the prodigal disciple. Every time he took a breath, he could feel the pain seeping into his bones. His internal organs seemed to be melted by the fire of the two fire dragons.

He couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

——There is always a price to pay for pretending.

Falling on the Bujian Peak was actually due to a little bit of self-esteem in my heart. I didn't want to fall to the ground in front of everyone. How unworthy would that be?

What I hate the most is the male protagonist of Japanese comics who falls to the ground after saying a nice word after a battle...

Now that we have won, why not hold on and fall down in the corner where there is no one around?

Su Bei's face was pale and his lips were slightly purple, but he still squeezed out a smile and said softly:

"Let the disciple see the embarrassing side of his master..."

Xiao Ruoqing quickly shook her head, bit her thin lips tightly, and covered Su Bei's lips to prevent him from speaking.

Then he put his little hand on Su Bei's pulse and felt the meridians in the master's body.
To be continued...