Su Bian Cultivation World

As soon as he saw Han Qianling appearing here, Chen Buduo, who had a chicken coop on his head, suddenly stiffened his expression.

He hummed the word "you" repeatedly for a long time. After all, he was a little bit last-ditch, kept himself, and didn't say anything, "Why are you here? Why did the secret meeting against you end so early?" A kind of nonsense.

But that's it, his performance is embarrassing enough: disheveled, with a look of shock on his face, although there is no blood or wound on his body, he doesn't even look as decent as hanging a lottery.

At least the White Tiger Sect Master shouted in a deep voice: "What do you look like, come down quickly!"

Chen Buduo tugged on his robe disheveledly, half covered his face, scrambled back from the stage as if he was ashamed, and stood on the side with his head drooping, as honest as a quail.

The eighth eldest son who was still in the auditorium calmly walked down the stairs, walked up to Sect Master Baihu and Han Qianling, and saluted each of them in turn.

"I have met the suzerain, the master of the dragon world." The eighth eldest son said calmly, "To tell the truth, this matter is because Junior Brother Chen met the young master of the spirit snake, and suddenly felt sympathy for each other, and wanted to compete for a while. Spirit snake The young master is a guest, and I blamed him for his recklessness just now."

His attitude was quite gentle, and Han Qianling couldn't be too vicious.He just asked calmly and even a little coldly: "What about the wheel battle?"

The Eighteenth Sect was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the majestic master of Han Qianling would refuse to step down the steps of him, and would even care about disciples like him.

However, no matter how astonished he was, it didn't stop the Eighteenth Sect Master from slowly smiling and said: "This is a challenge form of our Sect. Both sides use all contribution points as a pressure. Five players will compete in five games each. This is the most solemn form of competition in the White Tiger Sect, and it is precisely because Junior Brother Chen values ​​the young master Spirit Snake that he made such a bet."

His previous explanation was objective and fair, but as for the later "emphasis" and so on, he was just talking nonsense with his eyes open.

But Han Qianling didn't care about this.When he heard what he wanted to hear, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, showing a warm smile.

The next moment, Han Qianling tore off the tie of his cloak with one hand, and embroidered a blue dragon on himself. He pulled off the cloak around Tianhai and threw it behind him. Fold it well.

The smile on the face of the Eighth Sect was a bit stiff and distorted. He took a deep breath and tried to keep calm, but his voice trembled slightly: "I don't know what the World Master means?"

Han Qianling said indifferently: "Isn't the battle of wheels still going on? Jiujiang won the first round, and I will naturally take the second round."

"..."

Although the eighth eldest son had already had an ominous premonition in his heart, the moment he heard it, his eyes were still darkened, and he wished that he would fall headfirst at that time.

He thought that Han Qianling and the others would be locked up in that secret meeting, but he guessed wrong.He also thought that Han Qianling, as the majestic leader of the dragon world, would never end up in person to bully the younger, but he miscalculated again!

He forced a smile and said, "How dare you bother the Dragon Lord..."

Han Qianling wondered: "Jiujiang is my Taoist companion, and his affairs are my affairs—you keep making excuses, do you mean that I am not even qualified to give advice?"

The eighth son didn't expect that the legendary taciturn and arrogant Dragon Lord would even use a big hat to suppress people, and his face turned pale for a while.

But he's all right.Because behind Han Qianling, the face of the White Tiger Lord almost turned green.

Han Qianling's "pointing" and "qualification", how could it be that he simply couldn't get along with the eldest son of the White Tiger Sect?He was clearly at the secret meeting before the dark demote.

Even up to now, the blood on the skirt of this young and beautiful Dragon Lord has not yet solidified into the color of rust.

The eighth eldest son didn't know what happened at the secret meeting before, but the White Tiger Lord knew it all.

Thinking of the blood splattered in the hall at that moment, Han Qianling drew his sword out of its sheath without saying a word, and the cold light reflected in Xue Ren's pupils, the White Tiger Lord couldn't help but lower his eyebrows and eyes a little.

He was originally a tall, handsome, well-dressed master of the sect. He even looked a bit elegant when he was dressed in white, almost like a scribe.But at this moment, coupled with his faintly blue face, it really destroyed the overall feeling of the whole person.

Standing not far away, Luo Jiujiang looked at the White Tiger Sect Master, and felt that this person gave him the same feeling as the scenery of the White Tiger Sect, with pruned delicacy and deliberation everywhere.It's also like the handwriting he wrote on the red flag. Although he has done his best, he still inevitably reveals a bit of ingenuity.

Also wanting to look like a coquette, Sect Master Baihu and Mr. Gongyi are completely incomparable.

Luo Jiujiang still doesn't know how the White Tiger Lord ordered others to deliberately provoke Han Qianling at the secret meeting before. If he knew, his evaluation of the White Tiger Lord would probably drop further.

If it is said that others' provocation against Shenlongjiezhu was expected by many old fritters, then Shenlongjiezhu got up and drew his sword after listening to a few words, which was really beyond everyone's expectations.

At that moment, the main hall, which was specially sealed and imprisoned by the 88-fold formation, shook for a while, the painted paintings on the roof ridge cracked, and the bright yellow glazed tiles fell down. The long tree table turned into a handful of dust, and the 88-fold formation was half broken the moment Han Qianling drew his sword.

This new Shenlong World Master is really a young man who can't bear his temper. He didn't even say a word, and the cold and shining Qingfeng long sword was already buried in most of the bad-mouthed person. neck!

At the same moment, the hall was full of people, all of them were discolored by Han Qianling's sudden violent rise!

And all the envoys and world masters who were facing Han Qianling's direction could clearly see Han Qianling's eyes at that moment.

He wasn't even ashamed or angry, his blue pupils seemed to be polished out of gemstones, and the shadows of others would not even be reflected in them.

At that moment, his figure passed through the shattered dust on the long table of the frost tree, hot blood splashed where the snow blade fell, but he just tilted his head, letting a drop of blood that should have splashed on the side of his face fall on his lapel superior.

Some people present screamed: "The Lord of the Dragon Realm is keeping someone!" Someone lost his composure and stood up on the spot, but Han Qianling just raised his eyebrows, and his tone was actually quite polite.

"It's all about exchanging ideas, why should you be nervous?"

He retracted the long sword back, and blood flowed profusely from the opponent's neck instantly.

Han Qianling calmly walked back to his original position. Along the way, he left five footprints on the main hall. As these five footprints sank into the floor tiles, the remaining half of the formation outside the main hall could not be kept.

Someone questioned him, and it was expected that he would look like a tiger, but after seeing the appearance of the last unlucky guy, he trembled like a sick cat.

He asked: "The Lord of the Dragon Realm launched an attack on the spot, is it that he doesn't take the White Tiger Lord too seriously?"

Han Qianling smiled and said, "So that's called annoyance? I thought it was the 'joke action' and 'struggle for qualification' that should follow the 'joke'."

The guy who just dictated these words is now clutching his neck and being supported down by others.

The questioner sat down despondently, apparently not wanting to follow in the footsteps of the man just now.

Someone remembered that there was also a physician envoy from the Azure Dragon Realm in the seat, who came to ask for medicine from the half-dead Yin, but got a sentence: "The dying person is ugly, and he is dead-the number of people who are looking for death is countless, let alone dead."

For a moment, the scene was so rigid that it was unspeakable.

Although the Qinglong Realm did not take a clear stand, it almost stood on the other side of the White Tiger Realm with great fanfare.

At this moment, some people were pessimistic, thinking that the two worlds of Qinglong and White Tiger could not hold the same position, and they might have to fight each other before fighting Xuanwu.There are also people who think that the Azure Dragon Envoy and the Divine Dragon World Master are both young people, so it is inevitable that they will be unreliable in their affairs.

What they didn't know was that on the night before the secret meeting, Han Qianling and Yin Banshi turned away when they saw each other. They really didn't like each other.

Yin Banshi came out on this trip because of Mr. Gongyi's order to "do things cheaply".He didn't intend to fight against the White Tiger Lord, but look at what kind of petty things this big sect master is doing!

The White Tiger Lord really surprised Yin Banshi, and when he saw the eighth son who was in the same line on the Bidoutai, and thought about the intricate platoons and relationships in the Manbaihu Sect, Yin Banshi was too lazy to show any expressions.

He just said grimly: "The third round of the wheel battle, I will come."

The eighth son: "..."

The eighth son was sweating profusely, so he forced a smile and said, "No need, no need..." You Su suddenly stepped in.

"Are you opening eyes for Brother Luo?" You Su smiled kindly, "Then I would also like to ask Lord White Tiger about his skills."

Feng Xue obviously understood the essence of watching the excitement without taking it too seriously, she finally raised her hand lazily, and dealt the fatal blow to the Eighth Sect for them.

"The fifth round... I won't make it. I will abstain and admit defeat, as long as I have the first four rounds."

All she had to do was say the words "I'll leave it to you".

The eighth son, who was traveling with a guard of honor and echoing left and right, finally became simple. His face switched back and forth between green peppers, eggplants and big persimmons, looking like a simple and amiable old farmer in the country.

After his face turned red again, he swallowed all his breath back into his stomach, begged for compromise, kept his head low, and went over aggrieved to apologize to Luo Jiujiang.

"Young Master Shenlong, Junior Brother Chen didn't measure up before, I hope you have a lot of adults." He smiled wryly: "The battle of wheels is just a joke. If you win him, you will naturally win."

Chen Buduo was already limp like a defeated rooster.If you look at his messy hair together, it looks like a freshly neutered attack.

He came over to apologize to Luo Jiujiang with drooping eyebrows. Luo Jiujiang himself was not an aggressive character. Since the other party was already in such a miserable situation, he had no intention of continuing to add embellishments.

It's just that he wanted to take out an onion and give it to Chen Zongzi, so that he could clearly distinguish the difference between "one green onion" and "one green onion".But although his storage bag is versatile, but he really didn't bring this thing with him, so he had to forget it.

He jumped off the ring, walked to Han Qianling's side in two or three steps, lightly flicked the blood on the other's lapel, and asked with his eyes, "Are you okay?"

Han Qianling's smiling eyes told Luo Jiujiang that he had no problem at all.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling were almost the focus of everyone's attention.Everyone was listening attentively to what would be discussed between these two, but Luo Jiujiang suddenly said out of tune: "I kind of want to eat meat dumplings with sugar."

Everyone: "..."

Han Qianling still looked calm, he nodded: "Then look for it together."

"The solar term is not right, I'm afraid it's not there at this time."

Han Qianling remained calm as before: "I can make it."

——As a man who can even tie tassels and bows, Han Qianling is very versatile.