Supreme Spirit Lord

Tang Huaqing, who was confronting the three of Wang Yujue, sneezed inexplicably.

Wang Yujue, who was in a state of mockery, said in a strange way: "Little friend, don't run out and follow others to be the leader before weaning. Otherwise, there will be no mother to add clothes for you when the wind is cold."

The words full of irony made Tang Huaqing's forehead twitch, and he countered: "You don't need to worry about this, the younger generation can't catch the wind and cold with their current strength."

After all, he is young, and spends most of his time cultivating. Although his mental age is several decades older than his physical age, these decades are different living conditions after all. Also useless.

An ordinary person suddenly has abilities, and being lifted up to the sky only feels a sense of fall, which is much greater than the humiliation of staying on the ground and being thrown into the ditch.

Today's Tang Huaqing is no longer the submissive ordinary person he used to be, but a genius that everyone in his family will be amazed by.

Being praised by others for too long made him somewhat forget his ordinary experiences, and he could no longer bear other people's cynicism.

But he is still relatively rational, and he is still firmly guarding his true strength and has not revealed it. He just released the coercion that belongs to the peak of the king, and diffused towards Wang Yujue and the three of them.

The faces of the three of them changed slightly. Ye Yuntian drew the long sword out of its sheath in his hand, spiritual power surged through the meridians in his body, and the narrow and long sword in his hand surrounded him like a snake, waving dazzling sword flowers.

A knot formed in Wang Yujue's hand, and the black energy spread out from his body instantly, enveloping him in it.

Nie Qingfeng on the side was not as serious as they were, but simply took a step forward.

The rest of the people were also shocked when they saw Nie Qingfeng and the three of them facing a formidable enemy. The strength of these three people, even if they were against the masters of the late king class, was not ambiguous at all.

Tang Huaqing was able to make them so fearful, and his strength was definitely not just as simple as the late king level.

"Peak king level?!"

Someone shouted out a level that they might never reach in their lifetime.

The rest of the people looked at each other, their eyes fell on Tang Huaqing's steady figure, and their eyes were full of shock.

The coercion belonging to the peak of the king level oppressed the two of them like a mountain. The sword technique in Ye Yuntian's hand froze for a moment, and then the speed became more and more agile. In the end, it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye.

A cold and pretty face was full of dignity, and her breath was a little stagnant, but she persisted anyway.

Wang Yujue's whole body was wrapped in black spiritual power, and others didn't know what kind of state he was in, but judging from the solidified black mist, it was estimated that he was much better than Ye Yuntian.

Standing in front of the two of them, Nie Qingfeng exploded without hiding his own strength, blocking half of Tang Huaqing's coercion by himself.

"This is... the late stage of the king class?"

"It's really worthy of being one of the four gentlemen of Confucianism. It's only 20 years from the middle period to the later period."

The cultivators behind Tang Huaqing, who were at the beginning stage of king-level strength, had just recovered from their surprise at Tang Huaqing's strength, and found the aura emanating from Nie Qingfeng's body, and they couldn't hide their shock.

"When will Brother Nie be promoted? You kept it so tight." Wang Yujue, who was about to go all out, breathed a sigh of relief, and teased Nie Qingfeng: "If you tell me earlier and send a post to me, I will definitely give it to you." You have a great gift."

Nie Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, and said, "Brother Wang, don't make fun of me. In the middle to late stage, this kind of small class still has to post a post to inform them. If people find out, they will laugh their heads off."

Ye Yuntian at the side listened to the conversation between the two, and wanted to intervene, but was unable to speak.

Among the three, she was the weakest. Even if Nie Qingfeng took most of the pressure away, it was not easy for her to resist. Naturally, she didn't have the energy to speak.

Nie Qingfeng and Wang Yujue still remembered this underpowered Jianzong disciple, and after teasing each other a few words, they stopped talking and looked at Tang Huaqing, who was smiling gently.

Vaguely, they seemed to see the smug show off in this man's eyes.

In this regard, the two of them didn't think there was any problem. How could a strong and powerful man not have a little bit of arrogance.

Like the modesty shown by this kid before, that's the problem.

They have seen what a truly humble and strong person looks like before. It is like watching a phoenix spread its wings and a peacock spread its tail. Even though the latter is also a symbol of beauty, they still feel that it has a feeling of imitation.

After all, Wang Yujue was weaker in strength. When he was concentrating on resisting the coercion, it was somewhat insufficient to deal with Tang Huaqing, so the person who spoke this time became Nie Qingfeng.

Compared with superficial skills, Nie Qingfeng, who was born in Confucianism, is better than Tang Huaqing. I saw him laughing with a feeling of gentleness, courtesy and thrift, and said sincerely: "Little friend Tang, your strength and talent are not weak, and you can protect yourself. If you don’t live with them, why come to the three of us.”

"You can also see the strength of the three of us. Together, we may not be your opponent. Joining your team will only drag you down. Why don't we stay in our own places and wait for the person in the dark to make a move? We can watch and help each other some."

"Nie Qingfeng is the third of the four great gentlemen of Confucianism, and it's not unreasonable for him to be as prestigious as the chief." Hua Yuebai commented pertinently.

There are not no cultivators who can put their own posture so low, but in Nie Qingfeng's position, and when the opponent's strength is not showing a crushing trend, he can put himself in a position weaker than the opponent , really not many.

Although Lin Yile has been away for many years, as the former head of the Confucianism School, he still knows a thing or two about these rookies in the school. He also agrees with Hua Yuebai's comments: "If he does not fall unexpectedly, he will be better than the rest of us." The same students in the next class will go further."

"Nie Qingfeng meets Tang Huaqing, this scene is a bit interesting." Hua Yuebai smiled and said with a strong sense of watching a good show in his eyes.

Tang Huaqing, who felt relieved for a moment when he released the coercion just now, was also choked by Nie Qingfeng's low profile.

But after all, his brain is quite bright. After he realized it, he was filled with annoyance and began to look for a remedy, saying: "Senior Nie's words are a bit self-deprecating. Our two teams will join forces to deal with that hidden in the dark. People have the initiative.”

To answer this kind of question, of course, you can't follow the other party's line, otherwise the image of a humble junior he created just now will disappear immediately.

Although the strong are respected in this world, when there is not much difference in strength, we still have to pay attention to the superiority of the elders. The strength of the elders is not as good as that of the younger ones. It is an encouragement and encouragement to the younger generations if they tease themselves that they are going to die on the beach.

But if the juniors say that they are going to overwhelm the front wave, it will give people a bad impression of being too arrogant.

In fact, this kind of impression is not bad at all. If you are more powerful and arrogant, it is not a big problem. At most, you will be criticized for being young and frivolous.

The problem is that his previous performance was not a young and frivolous person. At this time, if he did something that did not conform to his previous image, he would be directly labeled as a hypocrite.

This is the most deadly problem.

Nie Qingfeng lowered his position, not to give him a chance to step on them, but to set him up.

Sure enough, the guys from the Confucian School are much more difficult to deal with than Shadow Pavilion and Jianzong.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and Tang Huaqing's competitive spirit was aroused by the powerful opponent. At this moment, he was extremely clear-headed, and he had 12 points of energy to deal with the ensuing artillery fire from Nie Qingfeng.

Seeing that the bait thrown did not let the prey fall into the trap, but instead raised his vigilance, Nie Qingfeng felt a little solemn, waved his hand and sighed: "No, we are all old people, we are not as old as you young people. Driven, forward-looking and backward-looking, being with you will only drag you down."

What he said was so eloquent, four-in-one, so vivid that even Tang Huaqing couldn't find any faults in his words, after all, he himself was yelling one by one senior just now.

Only at this time did Tang Huaqing understand why he was shooting himself in the foot.

Hua Yuebai, who was enjoying watching the excitement, touched her smooth and fair chin, and said cheerfully: "This Nie Qingfeng is also a talent."

"If his master heard what he said, it would be a ghost if he didn't beat him half to death." Lin Yile shook his head helplessly and said.

"Young people, there are always times when you can't hold back your mouth." With a chuckle, Hua Yuebai asked without hesitation after watching the excitement: "Speaking of which, Nie Qingfeng's master is that eccentric alchemist. Great Elder?"

Lin Yile responded, and replied: "Old Huo isn't considered to be an odd character, but he's a bit withdrawn, and he pays more attention to refining medicine."

It is nothing more than being a wife with medicinal materials, and raising an apprentice is to take care of all kinds of flowers and plants. Every day, she smiles at the alchemy furnace like a big chrysanthemum in love. Nothing.

"This is true, so you believe it yourself." Hua Yuebai unceremoniously broke through Lin Yile's cover-up, and recalled: "After you died at that time, your body blew up and left only residue. I packed it up and gave it to you." You are used as the raw material to transfer the soul to rebirth, and the Confucianists couldn't find anyone, but they came to our Demon Emperor's Palace to make a fuss, and the leader was that Elder Huo."

Hearing this, Lin Yile's first reaction was to ask, "Are you injured?"

Although it was a little strange why Lin Yile would ask such a question, Hua Yuebai still replied: "If they can hurt me, the Demon Spirit Army can be disbanded on the spot."

It's just that this answer beat around the bush a bit.

"Old man Huo?" Thinking of the strength of the guards in Devil Emperor City, Lin Yile's suspended heart immediately let go. Recalling what Hua Yuebai said just now, he frowned, as if smelling an unusual breath, and asked: "Who else is there besides him?"

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