Sun Jingtian, who was pushed back again, barely managed to stabilize his figure. He stood in the clouds and gasped for air. Opposite him, the clouds moved by the wind drifted away, revealing the indifferent figure of the mysterious young man.
The young man had a flat wine bottle hanging on his waist. He raised one hand, pushed back the few hairs on his forehead, and said in a calm voice:
"The little black sword you just had is still interesting, why don't you use it? I want to study it."
Facing the words of the mysterious boy, Sun Jingtian lowered his eyes. While feeling the blocked spiritual power in his body, he clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:
"Your Excellency is very clever. I am Sun Jingtian, your Majesty, Tian Jizi. May I ask your honorable name?"
Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu looked at him calmly, and then said coldly:
"Lin Xiaolu."
Lin Xiaolu?
Sun Jingtian was slightly startled. Is there such a person in the realm of heaven and humans in this world?
He hesitated for a moment, then cupped his fist at Lin Xiaolu:
"My Taoist friend has great supernatural powers, I admire you, but today's matter is a family matter of my Bei Yao Sect, I still hope to see you."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiaolu, who was standing in the air, shook his head:
"Take out your little black sword and play with it, don't be so stingy."
As soon as these words came out, Sun Jingtian's face suddenly darkened, and beads of sweat began to roll down his cheeks.
He looked at the young man in front of him and felt more and more pressure on his whole body. It felt as if he was an ant facing a majestic existence that looked down on all living beings.
Facing such a mysterious and terrifying young man, his palms trembled slightly, and his breathing began to become heavier and heavier, while the young man in front of him remained motionless, as if waiting for him to take action.
High in the sky, the strong wind roared, and Sun Jingtian's breathing became heavier and heavier. When this violent breathing continued to accelerate and was about to reach the peak, his breathing suddenly stopped.
The next moment, Sun Jingtian's pupils shrank, his trembling palms clenched tightly, and he waved his fingers angrily at the young man!
The Sword of the Underworld - Rasheng Pagoda!
The small black sword turned into thunder and lightning and struck out. At the same time, Lin Xiaolu's eyes narrowed and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed out!
"puff!!!"
In the sky and the earth, the black lightning burst out with extreme brightness, but before it could really exert its power, it was smashed into powder by Lin Xiaolu's palm, and it could not even emit the unique sound of thunder!
Not only that, Lin Xiaolu's devastating palm shattered the spirit sword that turned into black lightning and then continued forward. Before Sun Jingtian could react, he grabbed his throat and followed it with a "Hoo!" The sound of wind lifted up Sun Jingtian, a cultivator in the heavenly realm, with one hand, and threw it in a long semicircle high in the sky, and then threw it headlong into the clouds!
After a confrontation, the black sword weapon shattered, and Sun Jingtian suffered heavy injuries!
From the beginning to the end, Sun Jingtian had no room for resistance and was easily manipulated like a rag doll!
"I take back what I just said, your little black sword is meaningless."
Lin Xiaolu grabbed Sun Jingtian's throat with one hand and lifted him up in the air. At the same time, he gave a calm evaluation. His hot internal power also entered his throat through his palms, and then spread all the way up until he entered Hui Mansion and controlled him. spirit, while Sun Jingtian could only stare and watch in horror.
He had never seen such a method, ever.
Now he felt that his soul was wrapped in a scorching heat, and he understood that as long as the other party wanted to, he could immediately destroy himself physically and mentally!
"Spare my life, spare my life," he struggled with a bitter look on his face.
Lin Xiaolu looked at him and said nothing, but a soul suddenly emerged from behind Sun Jingtian~
Below, among all the monks, the only one who could really see clearly the battle between Lin Xiaolu and Sun Jingtian was Bingtang'er, who was also in the Heavenly Realm. When she saw Sun Jingtian's Yuan Shen leaving her body, Bingtang'er was actually surprised. But just as she was about to drag her seriously injured body to pursue him, the surprise in her eyes dissipated and was replaced by deep shock.
In the sky, Lin Xiaolu dragged Sun Jingtian, who had completely lost the ability to resist, with one hand, held his entire soul in the other and descended from the sky, and then said in a calm voice:
"He wanted to run away, but he didn't."
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"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, this is Beiyao's spiritual wine. You can see if it tastes good."
In the reception hall of the main peak of Beiyao Sect, Ling Wei happily poured wine for Lin Xiaolu, then squatted down next to him and beat his legs. While beating his legs, she showed a "well-behaved and very sensible" smile and said:
"Business Manager Xiao Lin, my mother praised me very much today. Even the boss and the old boss said that I did a good job and wanted to reward me heavily. The old boss will come to see you after finishing the matter later. Please praise me more." Praise me, do you remember everything I taught you?"
Lin Xiaolu lay leisurely on the rocking chair, smelled the aroma of the wine in the wine cup, and joked:
"Remember, I wanted to accept you as my apprentice, but you didn't agree, and then I followed you shamelessly, right?"
"Yes, yes, shopkeeper Xiao Lin, you are so kind." The happy girl pounced on Lin Xiaolu like a sow, while Lin Xiaolu pushed her head with a look of helplessness.
"Come down, come down, you're too fat."
"Hey." Ling Wei was still about to speak, but suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside, and quickly greeted:
"The old boss is here. Shopkeeper Xiaolin, come down quickly and cooperate with this girl to show off."
Outside the reception hall, when the excited Bingtang'er came here with his junior brother Su Wuchang, he immediately saw a very horrifying scene. In this scene, even though Bingtang'er, who is well-informed and has practiced for countless years, , I was also stunned by it.
I saw the little girl from my sect, lying on the rocking chair like a peerless boss, with her legs crossed leisurely, while Lin Xiaolu squatted next to her and beat her legs.
While hammering, Lin Xiaolu said with a caring face:
"Good disciple, please accept this position. You have amazing bones, one of a kind, and a talent for cultivation that is rare in a thousand years. You are also extremely beautiful, with a good figure, polite, humble, and educated. The truth, kindness and beauty of human nature are reflected in you so vividly and exquisitely that you are simply the best little fairy in the world. It is really a waste of resources for you to become an inner disciple of Beiyao Sect. If I can accept a peerless little fairy like you as my apprentice, That is simply a blessing. I wake up smiling at night. If I can't accept you as my disciple, then what's the use of my amazing cultivation, so you just become my disciple? What do you think?"
"That won't work. I have already joined Beiyao Sect." Ling Wei refused on the rocking chair with a proud look on her face:
"Shopkeeper Xiao Lin, you also know that although my appearance is unparalleled in the world, my talent is unique, and my talent and character are unprecedented and unparalleled, but I am a person who is loyal to my master, so I am sorry that I cannot agree to you. request"
Seeing that she was rejected, Lin Xiaolu immediately put on a heartbroken look, squeezed out a few tears, and sighed repeatedly while beating her legs:
"It's a pity, it's a pity"
Looking at the two people singing and drinking in the hall, Bingtang'er was completely stunned, and Su Wuchang on the side was even petrified on the spot.
Is this still the mysterious and unpredictable senior from before?
Also, is this little girl Ling Wei really that stupid? Why didn't I notice this young disciple before?
For a moment, the current head of Beiyao, Su Wuchang, was made unconfident by the scene in front of him. He wondered if he had been blind before and failed to see the excellence of his disciples. After all, this mysterious senior named Lin Xiaolu begged her like this. If she becomes a disciple, how can she be a layperson?
When he thought of this, Su Wuchang couldn't help but take a breath. He felt that Ling Wei, this young disciple, must have something special. He was like a piece of gold wrapped in excrement, but he was too blind to see her excellence.
Tsk tsk, this little disciple is really terrifying if he refuses to be accepted as a disciple by a great master in the realm of celestial beings!
