Raising Evil Spirits

Chapter 8350: eager

I changed the laws of the world, and even deliberately controlled the paper figurine to fight her with my swordsmanship. I watched her complete all the trials, and finally stimulated her to launch a god-killing battle against me.

Her imaginary opponent is of course me, because it brought her such a terrifying world, from the beginning all the way through, to encountering more and more setbacks, to begging and finally breaking up with me, to It's impossible not to hate me.

Facing the gazes of the disciples, Feng Yao turned around to avoid their gazes, and said, "Is this how seniors treat others? To teach me how to practice swords, must it be so extreme?"

"Hehe, the way of swords kills the Dao, without going through the sea of ​​blood, without stepping through the abyss of blood, how can you achieve the ultimate way of swordsmanship? The way of fighting for the front, the fall of Tianjiao is like a crucian carp in the river, why do you think you are among the three thousand ways in this peaceful place? ?” I asked back.

Feng Yao's anger seemed to be poured with cold water. Even though she had experienced countless hardships, she also understood that I was actually doing it for her, so she said quietly: "Then can't I be mentally prepared first? Step by step Sinking, I don't even know the meaning of what I'm going through..."

"Then you know now?"

"I know." Feng Yao elongated his tone, and when he looked at me again, he muttered again: "Then you are my master now, what are you still mine?"

I rubbed my chin and said with a smile: "What do you think, that's what you think. You have also learned the sword technique, and how to comprehend it is your own business."

"Master led the door in, practice depends on the individual, I remember a paper fairy said that, so it's you who are talking, isn't it?" Feng Yao said with some dissatisfaction.

"Hey, it's okay for you to understand this way, I have no objections, well, your brother is going to lose, what do you think should be done next?" I asked with a smile.

"In addition to bringing disciples and grandchildren like us, the patriarchs and uncles also brought uncles of the master's generation. Although I am not strong enough to challenge them now, I will use the aggressive method to make them suppress their cultivation and their cultivation base. If you play a game, you should still be able to win, right?" Feng Yao has a strong self-confidence and a strong mentality, so it's not surprising to have such thoughts.

"It's up to you, you are in a different world, don't you already have your own answer?"

"But, but every time I think about it, I always feel that my strength is unreal. I have the swordsmanship to defeat Master now, but I dare not say that I can beat other masters and uncles." Feng Yao said hastily.

"Your senior brother lost." I pointed to the sword theater, and her senior brother was caught in the back of the heart by the flying sword.

Qian Qing controlled Fei Jian in time and continued to move forward, otherwise her senior brother Fei Xing would have been seriously injured this time.

"It's interesting, Qianqing. Your eldest disciple's swordsmanship is still good, but my little disciple is even better. Do you have any objections?" Chen Yueshenjun waved to the disciples in the field, and then took out a sword Send it to the disciple: "It's a good fight."

"Thank you, master!" The disciple happily played with the new flying sword, but Fei Xing was naturally downcast when he saw this scene.

"This is already the best disciple of your generation, right? Then I don't think there's any need to compare any more. How about this? Over the past few years, our Leixuan Sword Sect's disciples of Ru Qianqing's generation have also made great achievements. Progress, the next Shaotian Peak duel is still some time away, why don't we let a few disciples come out to perform swords today, which can be regarded as a preview for the Shaotian Peak duel of the Twelve Sword Sects." Chen Yueshenjun as here The most senior immortal spoke loudly and felt extremely oppressive.

"That's okay, I was going to say that, but fellow Taoist Chen Yue has touched my heart." The beautiful Goddess quickly echoed.

For them, disciples and grandchildren performing swordsmanship is simply child's play. What makes them come here is nothing more than getting back to the previous place. Now that disciples and grandchildren have won a complete victory, of course it is necessary to carry out the next step of humiliation. Qiu Jianzong had no way to refute.

"I think Qianqing's method of cutting off my little disciple just now is very good. How about it, Wan Qing, go and perform a sword fight with your senior sister Qianqing, so that we can see how far your strength has grown recently. .” Chen Yueshenjun raised a smile on his lips.

Qianqing was stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at her master, Shenjun Shuangting. At this moment, her master's face was dark, and she was naturally a little angry, but Feixing had just lost, and he really wanted his disciple to get back. place.

But the other party came prepared, how could it be possible to embarrass others without any strength? Needless to say, in this sword show, the possibility of Qianqing's defeat is very high, so he frowned and glanced at the other disciples, hoping to find someone who is more confident than Qianqing.

But is there really a disciple who can beat the opponent? Could it be that Chen Yue Shenjun has no back-up?

"Master! Master, please let your disciples do the work for this sword performance!" Feng Yao appeared in the sword performance field in an instant, and the confidence in his eyes was even a bit fiercer than his master usually treated her.

Seeing this scene, the desolate Shuangting Shenjun first glanced at Qianqing with a trace of doubt, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Show the sword on behalf of your master? Little disciple, do you know what you are talking about?" ? That's your Uncle Wan Qing, do you think you, a junior, can walk through a trick under her hands?"

"Master! Feng Yao will definitely find ways to win!" Feng Yao is not afraid at all.

After all, there should be an existence stronger than myself countless times, and I have been constantly trained by me in the way of swordsmanship with the paper fairy, and with the physical and mental cleansing of heaven, material and earth treasures. At this moment, she is no longer as immature as she was back then.

"Hehe, if you have ambition, I don't know if you, Master Wan Qing, dare to take up the challenge?" Shuangting Shenjun smiled, and his heart should have turned several times. Instead of finding a disciple to come out and lose to the opponent, It's better to let this little disciple play, anyway, the other party doesn't dare to play the real game in front of him.

If Feng Yao loses, he will also have a step down.

"Master! Feng Ruo can't do it for her! It's better to be a disciple!" Qian Qing was eager to protect the calf.