Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

"Then the trash from White Jade City really don't dare to come, right?"

At this time, everyone at the scene was already waiting impatiently.

"I don't think I dare to come. It makes my trip in vain."

"Being able to witness the beauty of the Misty Saint with my own eyes, I think this visit is well worth it."

…

"It seems you really won't come."

As for Murong Xue, who was sitting in the Misty Holy Land, although she felt a little disappointed at the moment,

But somehow, I breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed:

"Look, look, is that figure a waste from White Jade City?"

"Yes, that's him. I know him even when he turned into ashes."

"Brother, do you have any grudge against him?"

"No."

"Then why do you say you know him even after he turned into ashes?"

"Oh, the atmosphere is here, it would be inappropriate not to say anything."

…

"I didn't expect this loser to actually dare to come."

Grandma Xihua also squinted her eyes and looked at the two Li Suifeng who were getting closer with a sinister expression.

After a while, Li Suifeng brought Mo Bei to the ring.

Mo Bei looked around and found that there was no place for their master and disciple to sit, and he felt a little angry inside.

He didn't care, but would he let his master stand and watch him fight later?

However, the change in his expression was also seen in Xihua's eyes, which made her feel secretly happy.

This is what she arranged deliberately,

All the forces present had a position, except the master and the apprentice. The purpose was to humiliate the master and the apprentice.

"It doesn't matter, disciple, you can go on stage first."

Li Suifeng said, taking out a spiritual knife from the storage ring and placing it flat in front of him.

Then he circulated his spiritual energy and used the spiritual sword as a carrier to form a ghost sword that was more than ten meters long.

The next moment, Li Suifeng slowly lifted his feet off the ground and sat on the shadow of the spiritual sword, glancing at the clouds intentionally or unintentionally.

Everyone at the scene looked at the figure with unparalleled temperament and full of character, and they were all stunned for a moment.

"This is so handsome!"

"I'm going to give him a monkey."

…

Some bold female cultivators looked at Li Suifeng's handsome face and elegant temperament, and couldn't help but feel infatuated.

Even some fairies and goddess-level female monks who had seen the big scene started to look shy when they looked at Li Suifeng.

"This boy's master has given birth to a good boy. When things get better, I can make him my male slave."

Granny Xihua thought so as she looked at Li Suifeng sitting on the shadow of the knife.

"This young man is not simple!"

Murong Weihai on the cloud looked at Li Suifeng curiously. He found that he could not see through the other person's cultivation level.

However, he did not think that the other party's cultivation was higher than his, he only thought that the other party had practiced some kind of hidden cultivation technique.

When Tantai Mieming heard this, he smiled and said nothing.

"Master still knows how to show off."

Mo Bei sighed inwardly, and then stepped onto the ring.

Seeing this, Murong Xue also stood up from her seat, flew up, and came to the ring.

The two stood face to face, looking at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding, and neither of them spoke.

"The follower who once followed me is now a saint in a holy land."

Mo Bei looked at the graceful woman in front of him and sighed inwardly.

"Brother Mobei, long time no see."

Murong Xue took a deep breath, smiled, and spoke first.

"Long time no see, sister Xue'er."

Mo Bei looked at Murong Xue who smiled so beautifully and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

So he touched his head at a loss and looked away from Murong Xue.

Hey hey~

Seeing the stunned scene of her Mobei brother, Murong Xue couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

"My goddess smiled at me. Look, my goddess smiled at me."

A monk in the audience saw Murong Xue's charming smile, and quickly grabbed the collar of his companion and shook him crazily.

Pa~

The companion who was almost knocked unconscious slapped the person next to him on the face.

"You are trying to get rid of your horse. The Holy Lady is obviously smiling at me."

However, there were also some rational monks who complained endlessly after watching the scene on the ring:

"Why are you showing off your affection? Can we start a fight quickly?"

"Who in the family understands? I came to see a show and was fed a mouthful of dog food?"

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"Holy Lady, don't forget what the Holy Master told you."

At this time, Granny Xihua also reminded Murong Xue with an ugly look on her face.

She was still thinking about killing this loser and making Li Suifeng her male favorite.

What will she do if you resolve your feud with the other person?

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Murong Xue turned her head to look at Grandma Xihua, with a cold look on her face.

At this moment, she was not just promoted to Saintess and had little power in her hands.

Now she is a serious saint of the Misty Holy Land, and her cultivation is as high as the Purple Mansion Realm.

However, the outside world thought that she was in the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Therefore, now that she has grown up, she does not need to give face to the elders of the outer sect like Granny Xihua.

"Saintess, you..."

Grandma Xihua's face suddenly turned red and white when she heard this.

She didn't expect that the saint would speak to her like this for an outsider.

But thinking that the current saint not only has her own power, but her own cultivation level is not lower than her at all,

She didn't dare to refute anything at all, so she could only close her mouth with a look of humiliation.

"Okay, okay, are you talking to me like this? Wait until this happens and see how I kill your Mobei brother."

Grandma Xihua thought viciously in her heart.

On the stage, Mo Bei watched this scene, and a warm current surged through his heart.

But thinking about the purpose of his trip, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"Xue'er, marriage certificate..."

"Brother Mobei, let's not talk about the marriage certificate for now. I want to know what your cultivation level is at this moment."

Murong Xue interrupted Mo Bei's words. She had heard before that her brother Mo Bei was wielding a sword all day long, and he also said silly things about becoming stronger by wielding a sword.

She was very disappointed after confirming that the news was true.

But today I saw Mobei exuding confidence,

She then knew that her Mobei brother was not crazy or decadent, but was practicing very hard.

Because at this moment, she couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level, and at the same time, she also smelled a sense of crisis from Mo Bei's body.

"Brother Mobei must be hiding his clumsiness just like me."

Murong Xue guessed.

"Do you really want to know my current cultivation level?"

Mo Bei was a little entangled in his heart at the moment, wondering whether he should fully display his cultivation.

"Yes, I want to have a real contest with Brother Mobei. Please show your true strength to Brother Mobei."

Murong Xue said and directly showed her cultivation level, but only showed her cultivation level in the late Zifu realm.

She was afraid that Mo Bei would be embarrassed by showing all her cultivation skills.

The next moment, a powerful late-stage Zifu realm pressure swept across the entire arena and spread to the surroundings.