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

Murong Weihai and the old man in the supernatural power realm just watched Li Suifeng leave, and they did not open the sect-protecting formation in the Misty Holy Land.

They wanted to see what this boy used to kill their sect-protecting formation, what did he use his mouth?

However, the next moment, the old man with soul saw a scene that he would never forget.

Li Suifeng was seen wrapping all the power of the sword domain on the spiritual sword in his hand, and mobilized a quarter of the spiritual energy in his body to instill it.

"The Realm of the Sword!"

"Supernatural power - a sword that destroys the world!"

As Li Suifeng shouted softly in his heart,

A thousand-meter-long phantom of a ghostly black magic sword, exuding a domineering and pure aura of destruction and extremely solid, appeared in Li Suifeng's hand.

The surrounding void collapsed under the pressure of the knife shadow.

"What? What kind of magical power is this?"

Murong Weihai and the old man with magical powers stared at this scene and their eyes suddenly popped out.

At this moment, they finally understood why their ancestor asked them to let this kid go.

If they wanted to force this kid to stay, at least half of their holy land's high-end combat power would be killed or injured.

At that time, he will fall directly to the altar and even be in danger of annihilating his sect.

Even the old Daoist who was in the ancestral mausoleum at the moment was looking in the direction of the Miao Miao Holy Land Square with a solemn expression.

Even he couldn't take this blow. Unless he had a sacred weapon in his hand, he would be able to defeat the young boy.

Just when Murong Weihai and the two were stunned, Li Suifeng stabbed upward with the thousand-meter-long knife shadow.

Directly poked a hole in the sect-protecting formation emitting milky white light in the Piaomiao Holy Land.

"Look, there's something moving."

The people from various major forces who had been waiting for a long time in the outside world immediately glanced over when they saw this scene.

next moment,

They saw a sword shadow exuding domineering and destructive aura standing in the center of the sect-protecting formation in the Misty Holy Land.

"What is this stuff?"

People from all the major forces, including the disciples in the Misty Holy Land, all looked at this scene in shock.

Because Murong Weihai told his disciples not to go near the Zongmen Square,

Therefore, none of the disciples in Piaomiao Holy Land knew what happened. They only knew that someone seemed to be fighting in the Zongmen Square.

So at this moment, they were all dumbfounded when they looked at the shadow of the destroying knife that was thousands of meters high.

Then the dark shadow of the divine sword struck down with a powerful and pure aura of destruction.

Just like cutting a watermelon, it cut the sect-protecting formation in half.

And the extra half of the blade was instantly cut against the noses of the spectators from the major forces outside, not far in front of them.

A huge pit hundreds of meters long was cut directly into the open space outside the Misty Holy Land.

Moreover, the pit still exudes the aura of the domineering and destructive sword.

What everyone present didn't know was that this huge and terrifying pit would become a holy land that countless swordsmen yearned for in the future.

"Fuck! I'm scared to death."

"Who in the family understands? Just now, a thousand-meter-long sword grazed my nose and chopped it off. If I hadn't run fast, I would be gone now."

All the major forces present slapped their chests in shock.

It's so terrible. They almost killed themselves by eating a piece of melon.

They all silently swore in their hearts that they would never...

No, next time you eat melon, you must stand far away.

It's impossible not to eat melon, not even in this life. Who can refuse such a powerful melon?

"This is magical power? How is it possible?"

Tantai Mieming, who was above the clouds, was also looking at this scene in disbelief.

Those who can use magical powers must be in the magical realm, right?

Tantai Mieming was inexplicably horrified at the moment, but at the same time he was extremely happy.

Fortunately, I didn't choose to take action in the courtyard, otherwise, the grass on my grave would be one meter high now, right?

After a moment, a slender figure dressed in white clothes, Sheng Xue, appeared in the sight of all the major forces.

And there was a figure following behind him. It was the useless person from White Jade City that they knew.

"He actually managed to escape without any damage. How is this possible?"

Seeing the unharmed Master and Disciple Li Suifeng, everyone present was shocked and their jaws dropped to the ground.

"Don't mess with this person!"

However, some monks saw the trick and listed Li Suifeng as someone who should not be provoked.

"Go back and prepare a generous gift to send to the Mo family in Bai Jade City. No, I will go there myself."

The powerful sect leader spoke to his disciples.

Because the major forces at the scene only knew the identity of Mo Bei, but did not know the identity of Li Suifeng.

Of course, except Tantai Mieming.

So they planned to start from Mobei and make good friends with it.

At the same time, the Mo family in Baiyu City.

Suddenly, an incredible shout came from the living room:

"What did you say? My son is dead?"

Mo Qing looked at the servant in front of him with disbelief on his face, and then he slumped down on the chair helplessly.

Although he did not go to Piao Miao Holy Land to watch the competition in person, he ordered his subordinates to inquire about information outside Piao Miao Holy Land.

And just in case, three more were sent there,

Looking at the three identical pieces of information in his hands at this moment, even if he didn't believe it, he still had to believe it.

His son was really dead.

But what he didn't know was,

The three servants he sent out were all guarding the outside of the Holy Land, gathering information from the mouths of people from various major forces who came out of the Misty Holy Land.

After learning that their young master and his master had offended the Holy Land and were shut down and beaten by the Misty Holy Land,

They hurriedly passed the news back, and they themselves were afraid that the Mo family would be settled by the Queen of the Holy Land.

So I ran back directly, preparing to pack my things and run away.

Therefore, they did not see what happened next.

"Let's go back and tell your father that he is safe."

Li Suifeng said to Mo Bei behind him.

"Um."

Mo Bei followed Li Suifeng obediently, and at the same time couldn't help but glance in the direction of Miao Miao Holy Land.

"Don't look at it, there will be a chance to meet again in the future, and whether this Misty Holy Land will remain or be destroyed in the future is up to you."

Li Suifeng, who was flying in front, said calmly.

"I understand, Master."

When Mo Bei heard this, he immediately followed him with a smile on his face.

He was really afraid that his master would take the time to come over and destroy this Misty Holy Land.

Ten days later, at Mojia in Baiyu City,

At this moment, the Mo family's courtyard was full of silk, with white silk hanging everywhere, and crying could be heard from the living room from time to time.

"My son! Why did you just leave like that? How could you bear to let your father, the white-haired man, give away the black-haired man?"

"Son! If you become a ghost, come back and see your father. You can even ask for a dream!"

in the hall,

Mo Qing held a black and white portrait and cried sadly,

Some of the female relatives of the Mo family were also sobbing.