The cohabiting fairy emperor of the female president

Although Xiao Zhe is nominally the chief elder of their Qianhe Sword Sect.

But in fact, they have no right to interfere with others.

　 "You all have nothing to do. I, a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm, can be of much use." Xiao Zhe spread his hands and said.

Xiong Zhengyang sighed, and said: "Brother Xiao, we have limited aptitude, but you are different. When the Night Lord breaks the seal, your cultivation may not be able to grow to the point where you can compete with him."

　 "Let's talk about it at that time. If there is such a day, I will help you solve the trouble." Xiao Zhe said with a smile.

The reason why the Night Stalker came to him.

It's nothing more than fear of his potential and fear of repeating the same mistakes.

It is fear, Xiao Zhe naturally wants to let him know what is real terror.

However, now it seems that there is no need to look for the sealed place.

The current him is not yet the opponent of the Night Stalker.

Tan Yushan's face brightened, and he said, "Brother Xiao, so you agree."

Seeing Xiao Zhe nodded, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

With contempt in Long Qingcheng's beautiful eyes, she said: "A sword fairy, a sword master, but begged my master hard, as elders, you are completely humiliated."

　 "Miss Qingcheng, you can't say that."

Xiong Zhengyang coughed lightly to conceal his embarrassment, and continued: "You and brother Xiao are not ordinary monks. Your talents are something I have never heard or seen before, unlike us useless old guys."

　 "Well, for the sake of your self-knowledge, we will help you."

Long Qingcheng smiled and continued: "However, if there is danger, don't blame us for leaving you alone to escape."

　 "That's natural."

Xiong Zhengyang grinned and said: "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as you are still alive, one day, sooner or later, you will eradicate the scourge of the Night Lord."

　 "That's right."

Long Qingcheng nodded, and continued: "Such disasters must not be left behind."

She can also be considered to have fought against the Night Lord, and the power of the other party's soul is too weird.

That last resort almost made her lose her own strength.

If it wasn't for Xiao Zhe, she would definitely be trapped in Tong Le's sea of ​​consciousness.

Just when Long Qingcheng thought of Tong Le, he saw that Xiao Zhe had mobilized his medical spiritual power to heal his physical wounds.

After a while, Tong Le opened his eyes.

　 "Why am I here?"

Tong Le's eyes were full of confusion, and he turned his head to look at Tan Yushan and Xiong Zhengyang.

Looking at the group of kendo disciples on the square, he said in surprise, "Could it be that this is Qianhe Sword Sect?"

　 "good."

Xiong Zhengyang nodded with a smile, and said, "Old man Xiong Zhengyang, where does the little brother come from?"

　 "You are the sword master Xiong Zhengyang!"

Tong Le had a stunned expression on his face, and then he recovered his seriousness, and said: "I will practice Tong Le casually in the next meeting, and there is no school or sect."

He couldn't help feeling puzzled, he didn't know why he would come to Qianhe Sword Sect.

Xiong Zhengyang nodded, and said: "You were in an accident earlier, and it was little brother Xiao Zhe who saved you."

At this moment, Tong Le noticed that the handsome man standing beside him quickly said, "Thank you Mr. Xiao for saving your life."

　 "What, you are Xiao Zhe, the one who made a big fuss in Tianhuo Palace?"
Tong Le realized Xiao Zhe's identity only after realizing it later.

Xiao Zhe smiled slightly, but did not answer.

　 "Brother Xiao is now the Chief Elder of my Qianhe Sword Sect." Xiong Zhengyang said with a smile.

　 "Oh my God!"

Tong Le swallowed her saliva, she never expected to meet such a great person today.

First was the Sword Saint Xiong Zhengyang, and then the Sword Immortal Tan Yushan.

What surprised him the most was meeting Xiao Zhe, such a legendary figure.

A man and a woman, each with a gun, disturbed the Tianhuo Palace and made it uneasy.

This strength alone is enough to make him worship.

However, seeing the beautiful figure standing in front of Xiao Zhe made him more sure of his identity.

This woman must be Long Qingcheng.

Looking at its appearance, it is more eye-catching than hearing it from others.

　 "Would you like to join my Thousand Crane Sword Sect?" Xiong Zhengyang looked at Tong Le and asked with a smile.

At this moment, Tong Le doubted his own ears, and said, "It's my honor, but with my qualifications..."

　 "What? So unconfident?" Xiong Zhengyang said with a faint smile.

The reason why he decided to keep Tong Le was because he was afraid that the soul of the Night Demon Lord had not really disappeared.

　 Tong Le stays here, they can check his own situation at any time.

　 "Allure."
Xiao Wei glanced at it, and Long Qingcheng immediately understood.

next moment.

Her figure flickered and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When she appeared again, she was already in front of Tong Le, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

boom!
A palm wind swept Tong Le.

Tong Le was shocked immediately, and quickly turned sideways to avoid Long Qingcheng's attack.

　 "Girl Qingcheng, what are you doing!"

Without the power of the Night Lord, his cultivation is only at the Golden Core level.

If Long Qingcheng shot with all his strength, he would not be able to avoid it.

　 "Stop talking nonsense, look at the tricks!"

Long Qingcheng let out a soft drink, his figure flickered again, and he slapped several palms one after another.

Even if she only used a small part of her spiritual power, Tong Le could hardly resist.

Long Qingcheng knocked Tong Le back with a palm, and said with a smile: "Little guy, you have to work harder, this girl only used [-]% of her strength."

　 "That's offended!"

After saying that, Tong Le immediately summoned his own spiritual soldiers.

It's just that after the inspiration passed, he couldn't help being surprised, and said in a voiceless voice, "Where's my sword?"

Then, under Long Qingcheng's signal, Li Ziyuan threw his long sword over to him.

Tong Le caught the long sword, and instantly burst out a burst of gangster energy.

That cold breath lifted several bluestone slabs away.

　 "Not bad!"

A smile flashed across Long Qingcheng's delicate red lips.

Immediately afterwards, she took a slight side step, and her two slender legs were very dazzling under the hem of the skirt.

boom!
Another bluestone slab flew away.

Long Qingcheng's figure spun around, swirling the violent wind aura, offsetting Tong Le's offensive.

The corners of Xiong Zhengyang's eyes kept twitching. Although the scenery was beautiful, he had no intention of admiring it.

He even felt sorry for the foundation built by spending a lot of spirit stones.

There seemed to be a scorching heat coming from Xiao Zhe's nostrils.

If he hadn't stimulated his spiritual power and suppressed it, he would have spurted blood.

Long Qingcheng's movements are very graceful, so graceful that it cannot be described.

In short, this girl has something worthy of praise, that is, wearing skirts, there must be security measures.

At this moment, Tong Le didn't know that they were just testing him.

Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't feel any killing intent from Long Qingcheng's offensive.

　 "Girl Qingcheng, please enlighten me!"

Tong Le was completely relieved this time, and the attacks in his hands continued one after another.

Long Qingcheng flipped a few more times, dodging his sword move.

Then, stepping on the legs of the white short boots, she exerted a little force.

She slid down, stretched out her tiger claws, and locked Tong Le's throat.

Tong Le opened his arms, stepped back quickly, and once again cast out a set of spells with his right hand holding the sword.

The invisible sword energy immediately enveloped Long Qingcheng.

Seeing this, the corners of Long Qingcheng's mouth twitched slightly, and just released a little breath, breaking through his sword energy.

　 "It's boring."

Long Qingcheng stabilized his figure and stopped his offensive.

　 "What do you mean, girl?"

Tong Le scratched her head and said, "It's because my cultivation base is too weak, and I don't deserve to fight against Miss Qingcheng."

　 "No, I mean this style of play is boring."

Long Qingcheng showed a sly look, and continued: "I will show you a fun technique."

　 "A fun technique???"

Tong Le is in a daze, there are no interesting spells in this world.

It's just that for some reason, a rather bad premonition arose in his heart.

Not only him, but even Xiao Zhe, Xiong Zhengyang and others couldn't help the corners of their eyes twitching.

This little girl is a ghost.

Full of bad ideas, who knows what she wants to do this time.

It's just to test Tong Le's strength, and a few simple tricks are enough.

But looking at this girl's appearance, she seems to be addicted to playing.

Under everyone's puzzled eyes, Long Qingcheng slowly rose to the sky like a fairy.

Looking down on Tong Le with a condescending attitude.

The light of that round of great sun shone on her slightly skinny body, but it was really so untainted.

　 "The Wrath of the Dragon God!"

A few short words came from Long Qingcheng's mouth.

next moment!
Everyone, including Xiao Zhe, stayed away from Tong Le one after another.

Many disciples even looked at him with sympathy.

Tong Le scratched his head because he didn't understand, what kind of technique made them afraid to be like this.

Ordinary disciples are fine, but Xiao Zhe and Xiong Zhengyang are the same.

Tong Le became more and more curious, which made them feel afraid. It must not be an ordinary technique.

He felt that he was very honored to be able to witness the extraordinary means of this strong man with his own eyes.

But in the future, I'm afraid he won't think so.

　 "What a magical technique." Tong Le said with a grin.

Above the square, the originally dazzling light was covered by a dark cloud.

But within the clouds, there is the power of thunder and lightning.

　 "Lightning!"

Long Qingcheng's red lips raised a sweet smile.

It's just that this smile, in Xiong Zhengyang's eyes, is indescribably terrifying.

Then, she stretched out her sword finger and struck out a thunderbolt.

boom!
An attack exploded under Tong Le's feet, scaring him to take a few steps back.

He finally knew that Xiao Zhe and others stayed away one after another because they were afraid of disaster.

　 The bluestone slab shattered, and this was when Long Qingcheng deliberately kept his hand.

If she did it with all her strength, the green stone slab under Tong Le's feet would surely be reduced to crumbs.

　 "Girl Qingcheng, I admit defeat!" Tong Le shouted hastily.

He is only at the peak of Jindan, how can he compete with such techniques.

This is not a test of cultivation, it is clearly going through a catastrophe, and it is the kind that scares people to death.

　 "No, no, no, it's so boring to admit defeat. This girl is just here, so don't disappoint her."

Long Qingcheng shook his slender fingers, smiled slyly, and shouted: "Leading Thunder!"

boom!boom!boom!
Three lightning bolts exploded.

What follows is a very funny scene.

I saw a figure below, frantically dodging, but the spells in Long Qingcheng's hands continued one after another.