All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

Is this what Master would say?

Is it the words of this master who will do anything for the purpose and sacrifice everything for the purpose?

Xiao Ruoqing bit her lower lip tightly, her lowered eyes seemed to be trembling, at this moment her entire world view was impacted.

Master is indeed Master!But it seems that the master is not the master?

Maybe when I first reincarnated, when I heard Master say this, I could ignore it, and even sneered at it.

——It's just that she's a little uncertain now, could it be... just in case?

Su Bei Mosuo touched the hilt of his sword at his waist.

The next moment, the Dacheng Selfless Realm was released instantly!

Clang!

The sound of the sword hummed.

Purple-green sword energy soared into the sky, and immediately after that, the unparalleled sword sect's most precious Qingping sword rose from the scabbard and crossed in front of Su Bei.

Qingping sword comes out!

The sky that was originally covered by thick black clouds was instantly stained with a layer of lavender, and the brilliance of this moment overshadowed the sky and the earth.

There was a trace of bitterness in the corner of Su Bei's mouth, looking at Shan Wulan who was getting closer and closer to him, he smiled lightly and said:

"Since I accepted you as an apprentice, I have never done anything as a teacher."

"But today, as a teacher, I want to be domineering."

"..."

strength.

Subei has never been so eager for strength as he is today.

In Jianzong, I am the five elders who are aloof.

In the 21 states, because the sects of the world abide by the agreement of the catastrophe of all races, the world is peaceful and all immortals live in harmony with each other.

This has never brought me any sense of crisis, I just feel that as long as I lie down comfortably, I can be safe and sound.

But today, Su Bei suddenly realized how much he needed strength, or how much he longed for strength.

A paper tiger will always be a paper tiger.

Su Bei took a step forward, then raised his right hand, and grasped the trembling Qingping sword.

I am a little late-stage god transformation ah!This big man who returned to the void, but even if he is just this little praying mantis, he should stand in the way for his junior sister.

Su Bei wiped lightly at the masked black figure.

This touch is also a sword!

A sword that belongs exclusively to the Sword Code.

A few days ago, Su Bei learned the only sword in front of the Red Pavilion.

"Sword one, one goes deeper."

......

The masked man who had been chasing Shan Wulan looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, but only in the realm of transforming a god, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

I thought why a big shot, isn't this the famous Su Bei of Jianzong?

What is he going to do?

Can't wait to die?

Facing the unremarkable sword that Su Bei swung at him, without any precautions, his eyes were still fixed on Shan Wulan.

Su Bei only felt that the spiritual energy in his body seemed to be emptied in an instant, his limbs were dry and exhausted, and his whole body seemed to be crumbling.

There is no mighty sword energy, nor any vision of heaven and earth!

Just like a child, pointing at the sky casually!

Xiao Ruoqing stared at the scene in front of her in a daze, as if she had a feeling in her heart, and Jian Er, who had been puzzled in her heart for a long time, seemed to have a clear meaning.

However, the next scene was like a wonder in the world!

A streak of pure sword energy across the sky appeared in front of the masked man obliquely three feet above.

He intercepted his galloping figure in an instant, and when the two touched, the sword energy surged and flowed wildly, but it didn't mix with any spiritual energy!

Then a moment later!

The masked man's eyes widened, and he watched his body shatter instantly with horror on his face!

That sword energy seemed to be compressed, mixed with nearly a hundred times the spiritual energy!

"No!"

"impossible!!"

The world is lonely.

After a moment of calm, there was a rumble.

A pitch-black crack appeared on the sky, running east and west, and the sky became crumbling in front of this sword.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

On the ground was the remains of the severed finger of the masked man.

Su Bei watched the scene in front of him quietly, and raised the Qingping sword that he was almost unable to lift with difficulty.

There is still a gloomy light reflected on the sword light, and it has not been stained with a trace of blood.

A hundred times sword one, so terrifying?

Shan Wulan's eyes trembled, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he felt that there was no more aura in his body.

In an instant, he fell into Su Bei's arms.

......

An old man who looked like a beggar was hiding in the dark watching this scene quietly.

Behind him was the pale corpse of the masked man without a trace of blood.

Staring at Su Beizai carefully for a while, he muttered to himself with a complicated expression:

"Jian Yi who has cultivated to the extreme."

"Could it be possible to make a late-stage god transformation have a hundred times the power?"

"Qingping sword, it is not wrong to be pulled out."

"..."

Then he shook his head, and compared the silver plate that was scavenged from the masked man with the gold plate in his hand.

Squinting his eyes, he opened his mouth sadly and said:

Chapter 110 Fighting Mosquitoes

Shangguan asked thoughtfully, playing with the black mist in his hand.

I have been wandering in Mexico City for a long time, and I just want to catch this organization that appeared in 21 states inexplicably.

This is not the first time I have met, but it is still a step late.

"Second boy's disciple is quite talented. Although he can't compare to that girl from the Mo family, he still has a sword bone."

"It's no wonder this organization will follow him, it's a pity."

"It's the old man who has lived for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen a terrifying method that can extract other people's talents."

"..."

Shangguan asked with a faint sigh, put the sword bone back into the mysterious jar, and glanced at the three of Su Bei who were not far away again, and their figures quietly disappeared in place.

Dark as ink.

Gradually covering the earth, a round of bleak moon slowly lifts into the sky.

Holding Shan Wulan in his arms, Su Bei looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, but he still hadn't recovered from the scene just now.

Shan Wulan leaned her face gently on Su Bei's chest, and her whole soft body hugged Su Bei's body.

A blush appeared on the face again.

Really brother.

It's not my own fantasy, but something real, real, and suddenly appeared without warning, just like the male protagonist in a novel who suddenly appeared unreasonably and then saved himself with a sword.

Sure enough, the senior brother's strength is a disguise!

How can the man I fancy be so useless?

Even if the other one catches up, I am afraid that the senior brother can smash it to pieces with one sword.

Listening to Su Bei's powerful heartbeat, smelling the familiar smell of the crane cloak that he was reluctant to wash.

Shan Wulan closed her beautiful eyes, only feeling an incomparable peace of mind that she had never felt before.

This is an indescribable dependence.

He could finally lie in his arms openly and aboveboard.

Su Bei felt that the body temperature of Junior Sister Jiu in his arms seemed to be getting higher and higher, and seeing her trembling slightly closed eyes, he sighed softly.

Although she was slightly confused seeing her crane cloak draped over her body, she still didn't think about it so much.

He stretched out his hand tentatively, and gently wiped the blood on the corner of Shan Wulan's mouth.

The strange thing is that Shan Wulan changed from her former coldness and aloofness, she didn't avoid it, and let herself wipe it gently.

Su Bei couldn't help being stunned.

That's right, maybe her slightly cold personality is just a kind of protection for her to close her inner weakness to the outside world.

Is Ninth Junior Sister's strength a sign of weakness?