Unparalleled War Emperor

When all the disciples present were marveling at Lu Yirou's unimaginable beauty, Qiu Dao secretly returned to his master. However, due to the cold attitude Han Yueying had shown when he asked for help, she was directly He gave his master a big slap on the back of his head.

Han Yueying snickered, "What? Are you angry with Master? In that case, is it possible that you really want Master to tell you to let go of the fight in front of everyone? Then you will become a worshiper." Wouldn’t it be me who is the public enemy of the sect’s disciples?”

Qiu Dao snorted, "Indeed, Master still maintains his perfect image. All these things have been shouldered by the disciples. Maybe after a while, the disciples will fall off the cliff due to carelessness. This is how I ended my life as a genius!"

After saying this, Han Yueying did not respond. Just when Qiu Dao was confused, he suddenly found that all the disciples around him had stepped aside, and then turned around hurriedly. Only then did he see that he was the one who was least willing to face him. The person actually came over again.

Qiu Dao's whole face fell instantly, "Senior Sister Lu, why are you still here? We've already finished the fight, okay? Just don't trouble me. I didn't look at the eyes of the senior brothers around me who looked at me like I killed my father." Are the enemies the same?"

Lu Yirou pursed her lips and smiled, then bowed to Qiu Dao Yingying.

"Thank you to junior brother for showing mercy just now. I also want to thank junior brother for making me see my shortcomings clearly and understand that becoming a talented woman like Master Han is not something that can be achieved overnight. I will definitely continue to work hard in the future. Practice, I hope I can see your true strength next time I fight against my junior brother!"

Qiu Dao twitched his lips when he heard this, but before he could say anything, Han Yueying beside him said with a smile.

"Yirou doesn't have to be so arrogant. Even I can't compare to this kid's qualifications. And just now I saw that you are about to condense your own sword power. If you don't mind it, you can wait until after this competition to come to my cave and introduce me. Then I will help you refine your sword skills and improve your sword skills!"

Lu Yirou's warm and beautiful eyes suddenly showed a trace of joy. She was suffering from the bottleneck in condensing her sword, and it had always been difficult to completely condense her sword just by listening to the sermons of the elders of the sect. After all, unlike Qiu Dao and Nangong Hanhai, she was born with a master who cared for her extremely.

Different from ordinary sects, in the Baitian Sect, even if you are an inner disciple, you may not have a real master. Most of them are centralized and assigned to a certain elder as a registered disciple. Unless your Qualifications can gain the favor of certain elders, otherwise they can only remain this way.

This is the case for Lu Yirou. As a registered disciple of the second elder, she has almost never received guidance from the alchemy madman. Not only her, but other brothers who are also registered disciples of the second elder have rarely received guidance. Most of them have received no guidance. Under the circumstances, you can only explore on your own, and it is quite difficult to get to this point.

Being able to get the personal guidance of Han Yueying, the strongest genius of the previous generation of the sect, was what Lu Yirou had dreamed of doing at this time. How could she not be excited? There was even the slightest change in the way she looked at Qiu Dao. , making Qiu Dao's body tremble involuntarily, as if he was suddenly struck by invisible lightning.

Qiu Dao and Lu Yirou are the last matches between the top 16 disciples. The next top eight will start in the afternoon, and Qiu Dao’s next opponent should not be underestimated. He is the strongest of the Baitian Sect before him. Qi Yao, one of the three geniuses.

During lunch, Han Yueying kept telling Qiu Dao what to pay attention to when fighting Qi Yao, but Qiu Dao didn't listen to a single word of this from beginning to end, because he stared at him during the whole process. The big eyes were having a mental battle with Nangong Hanhai not far away.

"You're so lucky!" Nangong Hanhai chuckled, "I didn't expect someone like you to be able to break into the top eight. I just hope you don't lose too badly next time!"

Dao Qiu twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile, "It's better to say this to yourself. I don't know whether the senior brother who used the gun dug up your ancestral graves and cheated on your family, and he actually did this. Vicious, now I just hope that the next senior brother will be merciful and not beat you up until the time comes!"

The veins on Nangong Hanhai's forehead popped out, and then he turned the stone table under him into powder with a palm, "Do you really think that I dare not take action? Do you believe that I will destroy you right here?"

Qiu Dao squinted, "Come here if you dare! Just say I won't do anything to you bastard, I'll be waiting for you here..."

Bang!

A soft sound came out, and Lu Yirou, who was sitting opposite Han Yueying, was immediately startled. Then Qiu Dao crawled under the table, but during the whole process, Han Yueying remained calm. He slowly ate the food in front of him, and then glanced at Nangong Hanhai indifferently, making the body of this lawless boy tremble uncontrollably.

"Where is your master, the third elder? Are you allowed to come out to cause trouble at this time?"

Looking at Qiu Dao, who was slapped by Han Yueying and pushed under the table to enjoy the cool air, Nangong Hanhai finally gave up the idea of ​​talking back and instead cupped his fists and bowed, "I've met Uncle Han. Master has something to discuss with the sect master. Disciple is here. Waiting for Master!"

Han Yueying nodded slightly, "Just eat when you eat. Don't lift the table if you have nothing to do. Do you know that if you do something like this, your master's salary will be cheated next month!"

Nangong Hanhai nodded his head and ran without hesitation. His heart was beating fast with fear. He made a decision in his heart that he must not provoke Uncle Han before he broke through the Dao Lord realm, otherwise he might not even know how he died...

When Qiu Dao came out from under the table again in a daze, Nangong Hanhai had disappeared. But he was a little surprised that Qiu Tianduo and his group of six people actually came to their side, and the sect leader Mu Zhengan did not come to accompany them.

Han Yueying looked calm, "I wonder why Senior Qiu is here? Or is there anything I can do for you?"

Qiu Tianduo did not speak, but a young man behind him walked up to him with a frivolous manner and said with a smile, "My master is fine, but I am in trouble. I wonder if Senior Han Yueying can help me?"

However, before he finished speaking, Qiu Dao, who was standing next to him, raised his head and drank a glass of strong liquor and laughed, "A mere junior dares to speak so arrogantly. If so, then I have encountered some small problems in my cultivation. I wonder if Senior Qiu Tianduo can help me solve my doubts?"

The young man's face suddenly became extremely gloomy, and then he wanted to teach this ignorant boy a lesson, "You dare to call the master's name directly, you are looking for death!"

After speaking, he raised his hand and suppressed Qiu Dao directly, but before his palm fell, Qiu Tianduo, who had not spoken, slowly said.

"Don't be rude!"

The young man paused his attack, and then his face flushed. It was obvious that he had suffered internal injuries because of the forced stop of the attack. But even so, he still took two steps back obediently, stood behind Qiu Tianduo, and dared not speak again.

Qiu Tianduo looked at Qiu Dao meaningfully, and then turned and left. However, the words he left before leaving made Han Yueying's face change slightly.

"After the sect competition is over, I will let him spar with you. The winner will be given a heavenly magic weapon!"