Chapter 322 1.322 No Need to Follow
"Before that, this Sect Master allows you to go to the bottom of the Profound Treasure Land! Please, Lord Shenshui, give you a drop of Shenshui!"
As soon as the Sect Master said this, all the disciples had ecstatic expressions on their faces.
All the seniors and sisters in Sanfeng all looked at each other, and they could see a little spread of smiles in each other's eyes.
The only one with a paralyzed face was standing in the first peak team, standing behind Xu Shanshan and Xue Xiao, staring at the front with a cold expression, and there was no hint of joy in his eyes.
The disciples of Sanfeng stood in three rows, with the face paralyzed standing in the first row and the third row.
Standing in the same row with the face paralysis is Chang Yuxi, a disciple of the second peak, and one of the direct disciples of the second peak's master, Yang Xirong.
This girl secretly glanced at the small face paralyzed, and suddenly cleared her throat and said, "Sect Master! The disciple heard that this time the three sects gather, and people from the five sects will also participate! The gathering is extremely fierce! Our sect sent out to participate in the competition. My disciples are generally above tenth-level profound masters! But among them, the eighth-level mysterious master, Little Junior Sister, seems to have replaced the first peak, Senior Sister Ye. This seems a little out of the way!"
In the third row and the second row, in the position of the disciple of the third peak, a fifteen-year-old girl in red quickly turned her head to look at the indifferent and still expressionless girl Qiao.
The sect master gave a "uh", and just as he was about to make a sound, he heard a crisp and cold voice rising slightly, "This senior sister, do you want to learn a thing or two with me?"
Hearing this, Murong Xun twitched the corners of her mouth slightly.
Chang Yuxi folded his hands, clasped them in front of his chest, turned to look at Qiao Mu and said with a chuckle, "Could it be that the younger sister lost, can she voluntarily withdraw from this team?"
"What if Senior Sister loses?" The little girl turned around with a cold face, and looked at Chang Yuxi in front of her with a blank expression.
Chang Yuxi felt inexplicably chilling.
"If Senior Sister loses, then of course I would like to admit defeat, and be your sidekick all the way! How about it?" After saying that, his eyes flashed slyly, and a fist wrapped his profound strength, which was swiftly swung in front of Qiao Mu.
Qiao Mu did not hide or dodge, and directly stretched out a white and pink fist and slammed into it.
In an instant, the profound energy oscillated and fluctuated, and a gust of gust of wind blew up, blowing the clothes and hair of everyone present up high.
Yang Xirong looked up and saw that second-hand disciple of her family, like a leaking ball, "piu" flew out of the sky, drew a perfect arc, and smashed into the suzerain's house with a bang. Inside the bamboo forest.
The suzerain's face changed at that time, and he slapped his thigh and rushed into the bamboo forest anxiously, "Hey, my bamboo!"
The Sanfeng disciple looked at the little girl in a daze, but for a long while there was no sound.
It was not until the sect master returned angrily carrying the tattered Chang Yuxi, all the disciples recovered from their astonishment, and all looked at the unfortunate Chang Yuxi.
"Hey, my waist." Chang Yuxi put one hand on his waist, and his face was pulled into a ball of humming and groaning, "Little Junior Sister, you are too ruthless! Let's do it, let's do it, Senior Sister lost, Senior Sister I am willing to admit defeat, and I will be your sidekick in the future!"
Yang Xirong raised her hand and covered her face, secretly thinking in her heart: Why do I put up a second-hand apprentice like you?
"No need!" The cold three words immediately turned everyone present to petrification.