100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 609

[Chapter 609 Why are disciples so obedient (19)]

Xiao Qinghe didn’t expect that he made up his mind to teach people a lesson, but not only did he fail to teach them a lesson, but he was suppressed to the point of being unable to fight back.

The opponent’s spirit sword didn’t move in the usual way, and every time it was dangerous and dangerous, Xiao Qinghe had to play the spirit of twelve points, but he was still tired of confrontation.

The most astonishing thing is that the other party’s cultivation base can’t be sensed. Every time Xiao Qinghe feels that the other party is already at the end of the force, this person can still support it with immortal power, and it doesn’t seem difficult at all.

what monster is this…

The more he fought, the more shocked Xiao Qinghe became.

Moreover, the young man has always been unhurried, like a stroll in the garden, his eyes are calm, and he has never shown a trace of nervousness.

Not only did he completely suppress himself, he even suppressed it casually, without being serious at all!

Coming to this conclusion, Xiao Qinghe only felt that he was about to die.

He gritted his teeth and blocked a sword, a sweetness in his throat.

The situation on the stage was naturally seen by others. Not only was the other three Immortal Venerable except Yu Chu very surprised, but the disciples were even more astonished.

Comprehensive suppression of cultivation and skills!

how can that be!

“I’m not mistaken…”

“Senior Brother Xiao has no power to fight back!”

The Xianmen disciples murmured in disbelief, and their horrified eyes fell on the young man in the field.

The hilt of the sword stopped at the mouth of Xiao Qinghe’s heart, and the young man looked at him coldly.

Xiao Qinghe suddenly understood.

During the competition, this kid never touched his body at all, and every time he was hit with the hilt of his sword—obviously disgusting!

Moreover, deliberately hanging and beating casually, I am afraid that I want someone to see clearly…

Xiao Qinghe gritted his teeth, and became more and more certain in his heart, what this kid thinks about Feng Shizun…

The young man had already collected the spirit sword and was about to retreat, but Xiao Qinghe suddenly laughed in a low voice: “I was wrong back then, Master really doesn’t have Luding’s thoughts towards you.”

Xuan Ling’s slender fingers paused.

“But you don’t have the idea of surpassing Shizun now, right?” Xiao Qinghe licked his lips.

Xuan Ling was silent, staring at him quietly.

Xiao Qinghe smiled again and whispered, “You and I are the same…”

The young man frowned slightly, his expression that had been calm from the beginning, and finally showed a bit of displeasure, and said in a low voice, “I’m different from you.”

“What’s the difference?” Xiao Qinghe disliked the young man’s expressionless appearance the most. He raised his eyebrows maliciously, “Don’t you think about the master every day, and think about things you shouldn’t think about every night… If the master is willing to cultivate with me…”

Before he could finish his words, the young man opposite raised his eyes for a moment, and Xuelian blinked slightly.

Those eyes were too cold, and seemed to be burning with anger, the spirit sword appeared between the slender fingers, Xiao Qinghe clearly felt a kind of coercion from the other party.

It is not the coercion of the immortal power cultivation base…

The thought was only fleeting, and he shouted in horror, “You can’t kill me! I’ll admit defeat!”

The hilt of the sword was intercepted by Xianli not far from his heart. A white-bearded Xianzun on the high platform stood up and frowned, “He has already admitted defeat.”

This was said to Xuan Ling.

The spirit sword was stagnant in the air, blocked by the immortal force and unable to move forward, the young man lowered his eyes slightly, took the sword and left.

Under the shock and admiration of the disciples, he returned to the high platform, and then pursed his lips and revealed a soft look. The slender fingers that had just held the sword obediently picked up the teapot and refilled the master with hot tea.