The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

As soon as Feng Mingyan said this, the entire meeting hall suddenly fell silent.

Su Jingzhe had never thought that this guy would attack him not long after he arrived.

For a moment, Su Jingzhe was not sure whether this guy wanted to target him or use his status as a great worshiper to provoke the Xieyue Sect.

Perhaps in Linjiang City, the power of Jubao Pavilion could not match that of Xieyue Sect, but at the level of the entire Qingzhou land, Jubao Pavilion was definitely stronger than Xieyue Sect.

So much so that when hearing Feng Mingyan's words, Luo Yuebai and several high-level members of the surrounding Xieyue Sect frowned suddenly.

But Luo Yuebai did not say much.

Before Su Jingzhe arrived, Feng Mingyan and others had already had some conversations with her.

And the previous conversation was not particularly pleasant.

As a newcomer, Feng Mingyan naturally wanted to have a good relationship with Xieyue Sect, the real actual controller of Linjiang City.

However, Luo Yuebai's attitude towards him was neither salty nor indifferent, and it seemed that he had no intention of cooperating.

This made the arrogant Feng Mingyan quite unhappy.

So Luo Yuebai and the others could understand that Su Jingzhe wanted to make trouble at this time.

Then at the end of Feng Mingyan's row.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, a strong body, and a body full of flesh stood up.

Su Jingzhe's eyes were on Feng Mingyan and the others before, but he didn't notice the existence of this guy.

It is said that ordinary physical cultivators are very conspicuous in the world of immortal cultivation. Now it is true.

This guy's body is obviously trained. He is naked from the waist up, and the muscle lines are very obvious.

He walked directly to the center of the meeting hall.

He looked at Su Jingzhe and clasped his hands: "As a physical cultivator, please teach me!"

Although the words were humble, the look in this guy's eyes when he looked at Su Jingzhe was full of provocation.

Physical cultivators cultivate the power of blood and qi, and the aura on their bodies is mostly not obvious, and the cultivation level cannot be seen from the appearance alone.

Therefore, Su Jingzhe could not tell what level of cultivation the iron tower-like man in front of him had reached.

But a sentence Shuangjiang had said made him quite confident.

This kind of guy who can be seen at a glance as a physical cultivator does not take the path of opening secret treasures, but cultivates muscles, bones and skin externally.

The lowest level of physical cultivation.

Moreover, Su Jingzhe saw that this guy was only sitting at the end of Feng Mingyan's group.

So he knew that his status was not high, and the status in the world of immortal cultivation was won by strength.

So he estimated that even if this guy was not a soft persimmon, he was at most at the same level as him in the physical body and spirit fetus.

Definitely not the physical body and golden fetus.

Under the same level, how could he, an orthodox physical cultivator who took the path of opening secret treasures, be afraid of a guy who cultivated muscles, bones and skin externally?

The only thing that worried him was that he had just activated the blood-bursting secret technique more than half an hour ago.

At this time, there was still a little deficiency in his body.

It must be impossible to exert his full strength.

Seeing Su Jingzhe's silence, Feng Mingyan smiled again.

"He is just a servant of Feng. With the status of Su Gongsheng, he can't be unable to educate him, right?"

His words were already full of sarcasm.

And as soon as these words came out, the momentum of the surrounding evil moon sect demon cultivators suddenly became cold.

The eyes looking at Feng Mingyan seemed to be unfriendly.

The demon cultivators have no taboos, although Su Jingzhe's silence at this time also made them feel a little embarrassed.

But Su Jingzhe is their Xieyue sect's worshiper after all, and we can talk about it later.

Seeing the atmosphere in the meeting hall, because this matter has become a little subtle.

Su Jingzhe sighed in his heart, he knew that he had to stand up and fight.

Then he walked down from his seat and stood in the middle of the hall, with a smile on his lips.

"I rarely instruct others, but since Pavilion Master Feng insisted on inviting me, I will naturally satisfy him."

At this time, Su Jingzhe called himself "this seat", which seemed arrogant, but with his identity as the chief priest of the Linjiang branch of the Xieyue Sect.

There was no problem at all.

Although he himself did not want to show off too much or be too arrogant.

But he knew that he represented the Linjiang branch of the Xieyue Sect at this time.

On the surface, this matter was a competition between two physical cultivators.

In fact, it was already a competition between the Linjiang branch of the Xieyue Sect and the Linjiang branch of the Jubao Pavilion.

What kind of occasion should be taken to determine the right attitude.

On this point, Su has never disappointed anyone.

Since he chose Feng Qingya, it was destined that there would be no friendship with Feng Mingyan.

So it didn't matter if he offended Feng Mingyan at the beginning.

"Since you are a family slave, I should give you some leeway.

You go first, maybe I can really teach you a thing or two."

At this time, Su Jingzhe put his hands behind his back and smiled at the fleshy body cultivator in front of him.

When he said this arrogantly, many high-ranking members of the Xieyue Sect around him suddenly smiled.

The dissatisfaction that had arisen before completely disappeared.

In their view, you have to be arrogant and proud in front of the provocateur!

This is the true nature of the demon cultivator!

Empathy 2

Remaining available points: 105

At the same time, Su Jingzhe suddenly saw small golden words in front of him.

This naturally came from Luo Yuebai.

At this time, he, Su, was making Luo Yuebai proud, and the arrival of these two points was not surprising.

Su Jingzhe's words at this time completely ignited the anger in the heart of the body cultivator in front of him.

Although he was indeed Feng Mingyan's servant, it was an insult to him to hear it from Su Jingzhe's mouth.

He suppressed his anger and still blew up his family: "I am Mengli, Su Gongsheng, be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, the blood and energy in his body suddenly shook.

Then he kicked his feet and ran straight to Su Jingzhe.

His right hand had already clenched into a fist and smashed directly into Su Jingzhe's face.

Before crossing over, Su Jingzhe had always heard of fists as big as casseroles, but had never seen one.

Now he saw it here with Mengli.

And the moment he made a move, his blood and energy surged, and Su Jingzhe also realized that this guy's cultivation had indeed reached the level of physical body spirit fetus.

Even one or two small levels higher than himself.

Probably at the sixth or seventh level of physical body spirit fetus.

Su Jingzhe's blood and energy also moved.

The Laogong acupoint on his right hand surged suddenly, and he also clenched his fist.

He did not choose to retreat in the first attack!

Using the secrets of the human body as an explosion, Su Jingzhe would not be afraid when facing non-orthodox physical practitioners of similar levels.

"The size alone is not proportional. Those small arms and legs are like an ant trying to shake a tree, what else can it be?"

"Hehe, I wonder if his strength is worthy of his arrogance."

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Everyone on Feng Mingyan's side had a sneer on their faces.

They were also very confident in Meng Li.

Although Meng Li's status was indeed not high among their group, his strength was not really at the bottom.

"Bang!"

At this time, everyone had their own thoughts.

Su Jingzhe and Meng Li's fists, one big and one small, touched each other brazenly!