Que Han, as a close disciple under the Grand Elder of Ziyuan Sect, has been greatly cultivated, and his own strength and talent cannot be underestimated.

If you fight with Xue Wumo, you can make him suffer some hardships and teach him a lesson.

Luo Ge thought this, then rubbed his chin and watched with interest. She didn't know that there was a pair of eyes in the dark that had been staring at her since she appeared.

"This little girl is Luo Ge." Inside the teahouse, a man in white clothes with a feminine face looked like a woman. Looking at the black clothes, he raised his lips and chuckled, "Even if she restrained her breath,

It’s really hard for people not to recognize me with that outfit.”

Sitting next to him was a handsome young man. The young man looked at Luo Ge, and there was something strange in his eyes.

"Fourth brother, is it possible that you are interested in her?" The man looked sideways and saw the look in the former's eyes, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Back then, when we seven brothers became sworn brothers, the eldest brother said that we share blessings and share hardships. Now, among us seven brothers and sisters, only the eldest brother, the second brother and I are left." The handsome young master slowly raised his lips.

The temperature was freezing cold.

He looked in Luo Ge's direction, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, "How could I have such thoughts towards her?"

"But having said that, I really never thought that Sixth Sister would also die in the hands of this little girl. Is she underestimating the enemy?" The man in white rubbed his chin and looked in front of him casually, with a glint in his eyes.

And passed away, "It's still Luo Ge. What unknown life-saving trump card is he hiding?"

At this time, Luo Ge finally felt that someone was looking at him from behind.

She turned around and looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen, so she frowned slowly.

Just as he was about to reach out to deduce, he was suddenly hit hard by someone rushing from the side. Caught off guard, Luo Ge lost his center of gravity and fell to the side.

Wei Wuhen caught a glimpse, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold Luo Ge, but Qi Jiu, with quick eyes and quick hands, took him into his arms.

Mizusawa Kongzi also saw it. He looked sideways at the rampaging man, with a look of displeasure on his eyebrows: "Hey, I'm telling you, there are so many people here, why are you so reckless? Are you rushing to reincarnate?

"

When the man heard this, his body immediately stiffened.

Looking back at Mizuze Kong and the other four, those delicate cheeks were immediately exposed in front of everyone.

This is a young man who looks very scholarly. His eyebrows are more delicate than men's, and he seems to be more delicate than a girl.

When he saw Shui Zekong and Wei Wuhen, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed, he smiled and clasped his fists at the two men and bowed: "You two gentlemen, I have no intention of clashing, but I was anxious to watch my senior brothers compete, so I was reckless just now.

Please forgive me if I am rude."

Hearing his elegant voice, Shui Zekong and Wei Wuhen were both stunned.

No matter how this sounds...it makes people feel too girly?

As for Luo Ge, when he stood firm and turned around, when he saw the young master's appearance, there was something strange in his eyes that no one else could notice.

"Your senior brother?" Shui Zekong looked him up and down suspiciously, "With your outfit, you don't look like a disciple of the Ziyuan Sect? Could it be that Nao Shizi Xue Wumo is your senior brother?"

The handsome young master: "..."

"I am a disciple of the Ziyuan Sect. This is just a regular service." His eyelids trembled, and he suddenly heard a burst of cheers and hurriedly crossed the crowd and stepped forward.

"Hey, junior brother, are you here?" When the Ziyuanmen disciple who had previously sneered at Xue Wumo saw this young master, he immediately started to smile. He patted him on the shoulder and said loudly, "Let's see how senior brother will deal with this ignorant man. The brat!"

There was a roar of laughter from the audience.

When the handsome young man heard this, he also grinned.

Xue Wumo on the stage was already unhappy when she heard that guy's words, but now she became even more unhappy.

He narrowed his eyes, secretly twisted his skills to strengthen his sword skills, and then swung his sword forward with more force and force. He suppressed Que Han for a moment, leaving him unable to resist.

"The so-called Zi Yuan Sect is nothing more than that. The world's number one cultivating immortal sect - in my opinion, it's all bullshit!" Xue Wumo sneered.

Que Han's indifferent eyes turned cold in an instant.

"Brother, beat this kid up!" The man was so angry that he couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Let me go, after all, Ziyuan Sect is also recognized as the number one top immortal cultivation sect in the mortal world today, besides Jue Sect. From what this kid said, it makes me feel worthless." Shui Zekong heard Xue Xue. Wu Mo's lips suddenly twitched at these disdainful words.

"Whether it's worthless or not, let's see how the disciples of the sect gain face for their sect." Luo Ge looked at the young man in purple whose temperament suddenly turned cold on the stage, his eyes sparkling.

After hearing how Xue Wumo humiliated his sect, Que Han couldn't bear it anymore.

But when he narrowed his eyes, a visible soul pressure suddenly erupted around him.

Everyone's pupils shrank immediately.

This soul pressure has already reached the realm of great perfection in the middle level of the earth level. But just now, the strength he showed was only that of a spiritual person who had just entered the earth level.

He truly deserves to be a disciple of the number one cultivating immortal sect, and he truly deserves to be the chief closed disciple of the great elder, Elder Liuyin.

With this in mind, everyone looked at Que Han with even more respect.

Que Han narrowed his eyes and suddenly swung his sword forward. At the same time, Xue Wumo also swung his sword.

These two swords were extremely powerful, sharp and killing. Moreover, these two swords hit two people at the same time.

There was a shocking storm on the stage, and a loud bang was heard, and then everything calmed down.

Everyone looked at the stage quietly, their eyes full of doubts - these two people seemed to be unscathed. So, who will win and who will lose?

Seeing Que Han's uninjured appearance, the handsome young master slowly relaxed his clenched fists.

Fortunately, my senior brother is fine.

"Am I dazzled?" Shui Zekong rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that Xue Wumo and Que Han were tied.

"Aze, look." Wei Wuhen slowly squinted his eyes.

When Shui Zekong heard the words, he immediately took a closer look. Sure enough, when he looked again, he could see the clues.

Xue Wumo's body was trembling a little. He held his long sword on the ground with one hand, and his face gradually turned pale.

At a certain moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood and then fell to the ground in embarrassment.
Chapter completed!