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

"The Holy Lady has indeed reached the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm."

"As expected of a saint, I remember she was still in the Divine Hidden Realm a year ago."

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The audience at the scene was filled with emotion when they saw this scene.

"How about it? I, the Saint of Misty Holy Land, is okay, hahaha~"

Murong Weihai, who was above the clouds, showed off to Tantai Mieming next to him.

"It's really good."

Tantai Mieming didn't hesitate to praise him either.

You know, to be able to get a good compliment from the Holy Lord of a Holy Land is already a high praise.

"In that case, let's have a real battle. I also want to know how powerful Xue'er is when she goes all out."

Mobei on the stage saw this and no longer hid it.

Since his sister Xue'er has shown her strength, why should he be coy again.

The next moment, an equally powerful coercion from the Purple Mansion realm swept across the entire place, and even faintly suppressed Murong Xue's power.

"What? The middle stage of Zifu Realm is actually the middle stage of Zifu Realm."

"In less than a year, this loser has reached the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm? Has he taken aphrodisiacs?"

"This kid must have gotten some great opportunity."

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When the audience at the scene felt Mo Bei's cultivation, their eyes fell to the ground in shock.

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Granny Xihua also had a face full of disbelief.

In less than a year, he went from being a loser with no cultivation to crossing four major realms to becoming a major cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm?

It's impossible to grow so fast even if you eat feed, right?

"No, I have to find an opportunity to kill this kid later."

Granny Xihua narrowed her eyes and looked at Mo Bei on the stage with a gloomy expression.

"Brother Mobei, you really did not disappoint me."

Murong Xue was also shocked and inexplicable, but after the shock, she was very happy, happy for her Mobei brother.

"In one month, he went from a mortal with no cultivation to a middle-level cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm. This boy's master is not simple, and his apprentice is even more not simple."

Murong Weihai, who was above the clouds, had a look of shock on his face at this moment.

"Yes, it is indeed not simple. How can the place where the pervert once stayed be simple?"

Tantai Mieming sighed inwardly.

"Come on, sister Xue'er, let me see the Misty Sword Technique of your Misty Holy Land."

Mo Bei took out a spiritual knife from the storage ring, looked at Murong Xue and said.

"Since Brother Mobei has said so, let me ask Brother Mobei to help me taste it."

Murong Xue also drew out her spiritual sword as she spoke.

Then the two looked at each other and used their martial arts skills at the same time in tacit understanding.

"Hidden Sword Technique."

"The first form of the Piaomiao Sword Technique - Falling Flowers in Color."

The next moment, a bright sword light more than ten meters long collided with the dense rain of swords in the sky.

"Wind God Step."

Seeing this, Mo Bei used his body and martial arts skills to come to Murong Xue and slashed with his sword.

"Piaomiao steps."

Upon seeing this, Murong Xue quickly used her body skills to avoid the blow.

Seeing this, Mo Bei immediately changed his gestures and slashed away. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Murong Xue had no choice but to raise his sword to resist.

When the swords met, sparks flew out, and Murong Xue was also cut back a few steps.

"What? That trash in the middle stage of the Purple Mansion Realm can actually fight with the Holy Lady in the late stage of the Purple Mansion Realm?"

The audience in the audience looked at this scene in disbelief. Could it be that the Holy Lady has let herself go? right! This must be the case, everyone thought with certainty.

And Murong Xue couldn't help but be shocked after feeling Mo Bei's strength, because she didn't put any water at all just now.

"The warm-up is almost over, Brother Mobei, I'm going to get serious next."

"Come anyway."

Mo Bei said with a smile.

"The fifth form of the Misty Sword Technique - Tianshan Flying Snow."

As Murong Xue drank softly, a powerful ice-attribute spiritual energy burst out from his body and was infused into the spiritual sword in his hand.

The cold air surged under his feet, and ice crystals began to spread around Murong Xue.

"What? The Holy Lady has actually understood the fifth form of the Piao Miao Sword Technique. Her understanding is truly incredible."

The Piaomiao Holy Land disciples at the scene were shocked when they saw this scene.

Piao Miao Sword Technique is a sect-suppressing martial art of Piao Miao Holy Land. Its grade is as high as the upper level of spiritual level. It is also extremely difficult to practice.

Unexpectedly, their saintly lady had mastered the fifth form.

When Mo Bei saw this, his expression became serious.

"It seems that you must have the sword intention."

Mo Bei thought in his heart,

He did not dare to use god-level martial arts and supernatural powers because he was afraid that Murong Xue would not be able to catch it.

"Hidden Sword Technique!"

"The rudiment of sword intention!"

As Mo Bei shouted in his heart, an indescribable domineering and sharp power of artistic conception slowly emanated from his body,

Then he blessed the spiritual sword in his hand.

The monks with knives around them suddenly widened their eyes when they felt this invisible power of artistic conception:

"This is actually the prototype of the sword's intention."

"What? That loser actually stepped into the threshold of the artistic conception and understood the rudiment of the sword's intention?"

When a monk heard this, his mouth opened wide.

Don’t blame them for being shocked, it’s just that the power of artistic conception is too difficult to comprehend.

Basically everyone only realized the power of artistic conception in the Shenyuan realm.

There are even those with poor understanding who cannot comprehend the power of artistic conception even when they reach the Shenyuan realm.

If you are in the Yuanshen realm and understand the power of artistic conception, your combat power will skyrocket, and you can fight across levels.

Comprehending the prototype of artistic conception means stepping into the threshold of artistic conception. In the future, comprehending the artistic conception is already a certainty.

Even Murong Weihai, who was above the clouds, couldn't help but nodded.

"Such a talent is barely worthy of Xue'er."

At this moment, on the stage, Mo Bei and Murong Xue also displayed their martial arts skills.

The next moment, a sword energy of ice and snow with a bone-chilling chill collided with a sword light with a domineering and sharp aura.

The aftermath of the collision rippled out from the collision and swept through the entire square.

Mo Bei and Murong Xue each took a dozen steps back, and then used their spiritual energy to resist the invasion of the aftermath.

"Hurry up and activate the isolation formation in the arena."

Seeing this, Xihua quickly shouted and opened her mouth.

When the disciples near the ring heard this, they quickly took their fingerprints to communicate the formations on the ring.

A hemispherical mask was formed, isolating the arena.

After a few breaths, the aftermath gradually subsided. Mo Bei and Murong Xue both looked at each other, raised the corners of their mouths slightly, and laughed.

"Brother Mobei, you really exceeded my expectations."

"Hehe! Sister Xue'er is no weaker than me. I almost didn't beat you."

Mo Bei scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"Next, how about we decide the outcome with one strike?"

"Listen to sister Xue'er."

Mo Bei smiled and nodded.

"By the way, Brother Mobei, I forgot to tell you. In fact, I have also realized the power of artistic conception, and I am not at the late stage of Zifu Realm, but at the completion of Zifu Realm."

Murong Xue smiled slyly.

"So don't let it go later, remember to use your full strength, otherwise you will disrespect me and I will be angry."

Murong Xue said that he took the lead in releasing the power of his artistic conception and his cultivation.

Suddenly, an invisible, bone-deep, and extremely cold artistic conception swept across the entire place.

At the same time, it is also wrapped with the powerful aura of the Great Perfection of the Purple Mansion Realm.