"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"The false saint son of the Fuyao Sect released his words, and he said that he would wait for the world's waste wood to bow down at the Bright Moon Poetry Meeting in Bright Moon City. ”

"Hey, so domineering? Fortunately, I'm not a wastewood. ”

"By the way, he also said that the young monks in the world are all waste wood!"

"Gan! Is the Mingyue Poetry Meeting? It seems that Lone is about to go on a journey. ”

.......

Su Ping's words had soon spread, and the entire Qingshenzhou was directly in a mess.

There was a lot of voice, all of them condemned Su Ping.

Countless young children are clamoring to go to the Mingyue Poetry Club and raise their hands to suppress Su Ping.

Then, these words, like a virus, quickly spread wildly to the surrounding states.

Countless Tianjiao talents of the Dao Clan were angry one by one.

"Hmph, a false saint son dares to be so arrogant. ”

"Doesn't he know that in the Three Thousand Dao Prefecture, if he is so arrogant, he will die?"

"Very well, next, it will be up to me to give him a magnificent defeat. ”

........

Bright Moon City.

Founded tens of thousands of years ago by the Bright Moon Sage, it is one of the few big cities in Qingshenzhou.

In addition to the prosperity of Mingyue City, the reason why the Poetry Society held the poetry meeting here this time is also related to a strange scene in Mingyue City.

Moon Tower.

It is rumored to be the place where the Bright Moon Sage sits, and there is a strong supreme holy will remaining.

There have been many peerless celestial pride who comprehended the holy will of the bright moon here, and finally grew into a supreme power in all directions.

The most amazing thing is that no matter when, as long as you step on the moon viewing tower, you can look up and see the bright moon.

At this moment, the poetry meeting has not yet been held, and the Moon Viewing Building is already full of guests and friends, and countless young heroes have gathered together, including many talents from other states.

Most of them, in fact, are not interested in poetry at all, and the reason why they come is just to have a good time.

After all, Su Ping, the fake saint son of Fuyao, is here to fight the world's heroes.

How could they miss such a grand event.

Although the Holy Son of Fuyao is indeed a little arrogant, he has always been a supreme holy body, and not long ago, he killed Nangong Tian, who was quite famous and also awakened the supreme holy body, and even subdued the popular goddess Dugu Nansheng.

Strength should not be underestimated.

In any case, people do have arrogant capital.

It's just that there are also many peerless Tianjiao who can compare with the Holy Sons of the Holy Land in more than a dozen surrounding states, and I heard that they will all come here.

The next battle is just going to be exciting.

.......

In a VIP seat, a young man in white clothes and feathers sat upright.

He has a handsome face, a sharp temperament, and a compelling pressure all over his body, and there is a faint sword flickering in his eyes, which is the holy body of Xuantian Sect in this life.

Chu Fengge.

At this moment, his gaze swept over the entire lobby, trying to find Su Ping's trace, but when he swept to a corner, his brows furrowed slightly, and his face showed a solemn emotion.

"Has the Eucharist also come?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chu Fengge's mouth, "Very good, I just invited the holy sword in the sect, and you all came up one by one, it's just very good." ”

Xuantian Sect is a great sect of swordsmanship, although the background is not as deep as that of Fuyao Sect, but it is also not weak, and it has a large number of sword power and secrets.

And he has a sword dao holy body, and the same sword technique can exert several times the divine power of others in his hands.

Now he still invited the holy sword of the sect.

He felt that he was no weaker than the Son of the Ordinary Holy Land, and he was enough to suppress everything!

In the corner of the lobby, there was a resolute look and a black robe.

He is different from Chu Fengge's domineering, his whole temperament is more restrained and low-key, giving people a feeling of extreme reliability.

He obviously noticed Chu Fengge's gaze, but there was only disdain in his eyes.

He had already obtained the ancestral holy flame in his family, and his character exploded, and in just one month, he had collected ninety-nine top-grade beast fires in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.

Not only has the Holy Flame been greatly nourished, but his own Supreme Dharma Great Heaven Sacred Flame Technique has finally broken through Xiaocheng's bottleneck and reached the point where he is lightweight, and his strength has improved countless times.

Using the Heavenly Fire Holy Body to urge the Ancestral Holy Flame, he is also sure to suppress the audience!

And in a VIP room on the top floor, a young man in red, his eyes were full of pity, overlooking everything, and he inadvertently revealed a look of everything under control.

"I'm afraid that this poetry meeting has changed its nature. ”

The president of the poetry club always pays attention to every move on the scene, showing a trace of worry on his face.

With Su Ping's declaration of war in the world, the Mingyue Poetry Society has also been pushed to the forefront.

Countless young men and heroes rushed together, and there were many Tianjiao's status far above him, and the scene was no longer under his control.

Also suffering is the city lord of Bright Moon City.

This middle-aged monk, who only has nine dragon bones, is experiencing unprecedented pressure in his life at the moment.

Just now, countless law powerhouses, Sendai powerhouses, and even sages have come to the door.

Without exception, all of them are the secret protectors of the young talents.

Come and open up the relationship for your own Tianjiao.

or hints, or directly provoked, or made a command, wanting the city lord to take care of his own Tianjiao.

However, with so many young and handsome men, how could the city lord of Bright Moon City be all partial!

Later, I will have to serve the legendary arrogant Su Ping.

He only felt that he had experienced a pain that he should not have experienced at his age!

"Interesting, I want to see what kind of legendary person the guy who can convince Dugu Nansheng and make her willing to be a servant girl are. ”

A peerless woman wearing a snow-white dress with a cold and glamorous appearance, like a white lotus, showed a hint of anticipation.

As she entered, there was a commotion in the poetry club, and countless people boiled and cheered loudly.

"That's ...... White snow?!"

"I didn't expect the Poetry Club to really invite her!"

"This is the most beautiful goddess in more than a dozen states, and the dream lover of countless male monks. ”

"I heard that she is expected to enter Daluo Academy this year to become a saint, and she is as famous as Dugu Nansheng and Su Yuhuang!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Because, at this time, everyone realized that Dugu Nansheng, who was as famous as Bai Luoxue, had surrendered to Su Ping, and was even more willing to be a humble maid!

Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other, and everyone seemed to have eaten Xiang, their chests were tight, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

In her heart, even if she is a dream goddess who is not worthy of kneeling and licking, in front of Su Ping, she is just a personal maid!

Play how you want!

"Wow!

"This Su Ping must die!"

"If you don't cut him with a thousand knives, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in our hearts!"

Everyone was furious one by one, and at this moment, they just wanted to witness Su Ping's death on the spot.

Feeling the change in the atmosphere of the scene, Bai Luoxue's figure suddenly froze, her pretty face turned cold, and her embroidered eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Dugu Nansheng's humble surrender finally implicated himself?

It's a lot earlier than expected.

"Su Ping, I hope you don't let me down. A hint of coldness flashed in Bai Luoxue's eyes.

She also made preparations for this visit.

Today, she will let the world know that Dugu Nansheng is not worthy of being as famous as her.

Even Su Ping is only worthy of bowing down under her glass skirt and kneeling and licking her!

It's still early, and all kinds of junjie are still coming one after another, and many of them are from other states.