Quiet.

Dead as still.

If you can sing it, I believe that many brain-dead fans will cry out with grief: It's so sad, this is not the kind of result I want......

As an absolute genius and a great saint, the male god-level existence of Bai Mo, who coexists with appearance and wisdom, is so ...... Defeated?

No.

Bai Gongzi was not only defeated, but also defeated!

Look at the strips of rags flying around on him, flying like a flag.

If Xu Fei didn't show mercy just now and shot a little harder, dear Bai Gongzi's little chest and small face, I'm afraid it will become meat sauce!

Bai Mo was dripping with cold sweat on his forehead, panting like a cow, half-bowed, with a narrow sword as a cane on the ground, the handsome face that was originally full of spring breeze, with a deep look of frustration.

Defeated like this?

As a saint, he was defeated by the enemy in front of so many people?

Those eyes with adoration, those eyes that were always complimentary, he had become accustomed to them.

But now, the look of shock in those eyes was full of mockery and teasing, and he longed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Sun Ning held a broadsword in his hand, walked over unhurriedly, his faint gaze fell on Bai Mo, and said, "Master Bai, you lost!"

Bai Mo's body trembled again, and his eyes even revealed a dead gray. He didn't think that he would lose at all, so he casually promised to let the other party deal with him if he lost.

What will Sun Ning do to himself?

Will they use some sinister means to insult and torture themselves?

No!

I am a saint, how can I be humiliated in public? Absolutely not!

But when he heard a voice with some sarcasm, he sounded slowly, but he saw a sneer on the corner of Sima Changfeng's mouth, and said: "Xu Fei, this kid, just took advantage of the chaos to take the pill that greatly stimulates his own potential, which made his cultivation skyrocket and his strength greatly increased. Bai Mogongzi was caught off guard, and he fell into his way!

"What? Taking the Forbidden Pill to improve one's self-cultivation?"

"It must be so! Otherwise, with his cultivation, how could he win over Bai Mogongzi? This battle must not be counted!"

"Fight again, don't use these despicable means again!"

Sima Changfeng just said this, and the crowd suddenly exploded. Almost no one probed the real thoughts, and the one-sided choice was to believe that there was a conspiracy in it!

That's the only way to explain why Bai Mo was defeated!

If it is fair competition, how can a great saint, a peerless genius, lose?

For a while, the insult to Sun Ning was a little stronger than Fang Cai.

Sima Changfeng's eyes showed a look of pride. He saw the unconditional admiration and support of the onlookers for Bai Mo, and deliberately said such a thing to get the desired result immediately.

Bai Mo's body trembled again. Of course, he knew that Sun Ning's victory was due to the comprehension of the top-level sword intent, and it had nothing to do with any forbidden pills.

However, the love for the name of the saint and the reputation that he had established over the years in Pan'an Castle could not be desecrated, and he had made up his mind after a turn of thought.

Bai Mo pretended to be pretentious and said: "No wonder your cultivation will suddenly skyrocket, it turns out that it is because of the tricks! In this case, the defeat of Fang Cai is not a defeat! I know that your medicinal power is not over yet, but this time this son has been on guard! Let's fight again, limited to a quarter of an hour, no matter how we win, there is nothing to do! This time, if anyone loses, let the other party deal with it!"

Before the words fell, the White Stone City Lord immediately echoed: "My son is brave, he is not afraid of the enemy's tricks, and even his father can't help but cheer for you!"

Bai Ling also said: "Brother, don't keep your hands this time, you must not be polite to this kind of person!"

Bai Qing and the other women of Tongxin Pavilion are the closest to the battle circle, and they will not be as easy to fool as brainless fans, and most of them are skeptical of Sima Changfeng's words.

Especially Bai Qing, she always paid attention to the battle circle, and naturally saw that it was because Sun Ning had comprehended the sword intent, and the advanced sword heart was clear, not some forbidden pill.

Her face was a mixture of anger and contradiction.

Sun Ning saw Sima Changfeng and Bai Mo's thoughts at a glance, and when he saw that the other party was in front of everyone, Tian shamelessly played Lai Pi, his heart was furious, and his face gradually turned cold.

Bai Mo straightened up, and in a short time, he regained his indifferent self-confidence, he smiled slightly, and asked, "Xu Fei, do you dare to fight me again?"

Sun Ning didn't say a word, just nodded slightly.

It seems that the sword just now is not ruthless enough, so the other party can do such a thing!

Bai Mo showed a mellow and gentle smile, with the grace and generosity that a saint should have: "Please!"

Sun Ning nodded, and scolded in a voice that only Bai Mo could hear: "Bai Mo, you slut!"

Bai Mo's face changed: "What did you say?"

Sun Ning's voice was a little higher: "I said you were a slut!"

Bai Mo had actually heard it, but it was just a little incredulous, so he asked a second time to make sure.

After all, he has never seen a person who scolds without fighting in the ring, how can a master of self-respecting identity do this!

What a shameless and unmanly person you have to be to do such a thing!

"Gongzifei, you have to pay attention to your attitude!" Bai Mo's face changed slightly, and he said with a frown.

"Slut! You are a slut, dead slut! You are a little slut who is neither male nor female! Old pig and dog! Stinky chrysanthemum ......"

Bai Mo's complexion kept turning white, and after being scolded so badly, he had already turned into iron blue!

"Look for death!"

Bai Mo, who was already furious, gritted his teeth and shouted, and a copper hammer-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand, which was a Dao weapon!

The Dao Weapon Smoke Hammer was a little fierce, and dozens of thunder balls immediately poured out.

Having already comprehended the power of Sun Ning's top-level sword intent, Bai Mo changed his tactics and decided to use the powerful spells he had cultivated to suppress him with lightning speed.

"Boom!"

A cyan light flashed, and a cyan sword that flashed with an infinite mysterious aura appeared in Sun Ning's hand.

He had already decided to try to see the dagger, and he didn't bother to hide his identity anymore, so he directly took out the Langya stick, and the huge aura that flashed made people think that this was an ordinary Taoist weapon.

"That's ...... Where did that kid come from?"

"Dao Weapon...... Even if I touch it, I'm satisfied......"

Seeing the Langya stick in Sun Ning's hand, many people immediately exclaimed.

Bai Mo is a saint, and it is natural that he has more than one Dao weapon. Isn't it shocking that even that kid has one?

Sun Ning's body turned slightly, easily avoiding the thunderball.

Void Turning into a step, Sun Ning's figure turned again, and he said lightly: "With this ability, you also learn from others to play Laipi?"