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

"That's right, shameless guy, as a master, he actually ended up personally?"

"That's right, that's right, our Lady Saint won this competition."

"Return to the one-year contract? It's so ridiculous, it means nothing."

"The clown!"

"The frog in the well!"

"Sit in the well and look at the sky!"

…

Seeing that all the comments around her were on her side, Xihua smiled proudly,

So what if I made a sneak attack? As long as you have no evidence to prove that I did it, what can you do to me?

She just looked at Li Suifeng with a sarcastic face, and the wrinkles on her face were like chrysanthemums and she smiled together.

However, the next second, she suddenly found that the place where Li Suifeng had been standing was empty.

"What?"

Grandma Xihua was shocked and quickly looked around, trying to find Li Suifeng.

But the next moment, she got her wish,

An unrivaledly handsome profile appeared on her right side at the same level as her shoulder, calm and emotionless.

"Noisy!"

Li Suifeng stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xihua's neck and lifted her up.

Poor Xihua, before she could react, she felt that her neck was being restrained by an iron pliers.

Both feet also slowly left the ground,

And those big, fair and slender hands gave her no chance to breathe at all.

If she hadn't been a cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm, she would have started to suffocate at this moment.

She wanted to resist, but when she felt the aura of Li Suifeng's body, she immediately gave up the plan.

She was scared, afraid that this stupid young man would kill her in the next second.

Her life is so precious, how can it be used as a joke.

"Bold, do you know what you are doing? Let Elder Xihua go now."

"This is not a place where you can run wild. Release them quickly."

"Even if you don't open your eyes to see where this place is, let the person go and leave you with a whole body."

"Obstacle, why don't you hurry up..."

…

Disciples and elders from Misty Holy Land jumped out one after another, yelling and yelling at Li Suifeng.

"Holy Lord Piaomiao, if you don't come out, I will kill them all."

Li Suifeng stood expressionless and spoke bloody words calmly.

"Shut up, everyone."

After a loud shout, Murong Weihai slowly fell from the clouds.

Then he looked at Li Suifeng with a solemn expression. He was now sure,

This handsome and overly youthful young man is no weaker than him in cultivation.

He even smelled danger from this young man's body.

This kind of breath has not appeared on his body for who knows how many years.

But now that he is in the Piaomiao Holy Land, his home court, it is impossible for him to be afraid of the other party. Even if he is a powerful person in the Taoist realm,

He is confident that he will keep it. The foundation of a holy land is not just talk.

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord Piaomiao is here."

"This kid is going to be miserable."

Everyone at the scene closed their mouths and watched the development of the situation.

"Holy Lord, save me!"

When Xihua saw that the Holy Lord had come to an end, she suddenly spoke with excitement.

Then she turned to Li Suifeng and sneered:

"Boy, let me go quickly, or you will have a hard time later."

When Li Suifeng heard this, his pupils turned and he glanced at Xihua from the corner of his eye.

Just one glance made the proud look on Xihua's face disappear in an instant.

He just closed his mouth,

And infinite fear breeds and spreads in his heart.

What kind of look is that? terrible.

"You put the flowers away first."

Murong Weihai spoke calmly, his voice full of majesty and unquestionability.

With so many powerful people looking at him, as the Holy Lord of Misty Holy Land, it was of course impossible for him to surrender to the opponent.

"Ha! Let it go? Let it go as you say? Who do you think you are?"

Li Suifeng chuckled, then looked at Murong Weihai with a calm expression and said something that made everyone present disbelief.

"How dare he?"

"On the territory of a holy land, what does it mean to ask the holy master of the holy land?"

"Yes, how dare he insult a Holy Land Lord who is not a thing?"

"Hey, young man is young and energetic, he doesn't know how high the sky is!"

The elderly monk looked at this scene with some regret.

"I don't know if anyone will collect this kid's body."

"Don't fight with me. I'll collect this kid's body. Maybe you can still get it while it's still hot."

A female cultivator looked at the handsome Li Suifeng on the field with some perversion and said.

Upon hearing this, everyone present immediately distanced themselves from her and looked at the perverted female cultivator with disgust.

However, the next second, her head exploded on the spot like a watermelon, with red and white flowing all over the floor.

Everyone present looked at it and backed away with frightened expressions.

Yes, Li Suifeng did this for no other reason than it disgusted him.

"What? He dared to commit murder when the Holy Lord was there? This is because he didn't take the Holy Lord seriously at all!"

"If you take it seriously, would you still accuse the Holy Lord of being nothing?"

"Actually, I don't take the Holy Lord seriously either."

Suddenly someone said.

When the people around him heard what he said, they all looked over.

They wanted to see whose general this was, who was so brave.

"I always keep the Holy Lord in my heart."

Seeing everyone looking at him, the male monk suddenly said with a shy expression.

"Made can't survive. Where is my knife?"

…

Everyone present was disgusted by this male monk.

Even the corners of Murong Weihai's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

He also wanted to kill the male monk now, but the male monk who spoke was a disciple of his Misty Holy Land, so he could only pretend that he didn't hear.

"Are you sure you want to go against my Misty Holy Land?"

Murong Weihai narrowed his eyes, and there was a warning in his tone.

However, when Li Suifeng heard these words, he had no intention of replying. He seemed to be unable to hear the warning in those words.

Instead, he asked Murong Weihai:

"They didn't see what Xihua did, but with your cultivation level, they should have seen it, right?"

"It was Xihua's fault in this matter, but your disciple did not die, and our Miao Miao Holy Land will also make some compensation. How about you let Elder Xihua go and let this matter go?"

Murong Weihai was silent for a moment and said. In fact, he didn't want to admit it.

But there is still the Holy Lord Taichu in the clouds watching,

If he handled it too domineeringly, it would inevitably make others look down on him, Murong Weihai.

However, I don’t know whether the other party can get out of the sphere of influence of his Misty Holy Land afterwards.

"What? Did Elder Xihua do something secretly?"

"The Holy Lord actually wants to let this young man go?"

"As expected, he is indeed the Holy Lord of Misty Holy Land. He has a broad mind."

"Yes, just now this young man scolded the Holy Lord for not being a thing!"

"This young man is so lucky to have saved his life."

The audience at the scene was talking a lot, and they all thought that Li Suifeng would agree to Holy Lord Piaomiao's suggestion.

This is a holy place. You have made trouble, and compensation is coming. It is time to stop.

Even Tantai Mieming, who was above the clouds, nodded.

As the Lord of the Holy Land, he certainly understands how terrifying the foundation of a Holy Land is.

Anyone who understands will choose to give in at this time, then take the compensation and leave.

And if you surrender to a holy place, it's no big deal and there's no shame in telling you.