"I'm defeated. ”

Murong Chen's body was severely damaged, and all the secret realms of life in his body were swallowed by Lingchen Divine Light, and his vitality was passing rapidly, and he was no longer able to fight.

"There's nothing to be surprised about, just take it for granted. ”

Su Ping straightened his sleeves, without the slightest excitement of victory, and said indifferently.

"You're a terrible character. Murong Chen shook his head and sighed, and said sincerely.

"A lot of people say that. ”

Su Ping shrugged his shoulders indifferently, shook his head and said regretfully: "But I don't know why, it has always been this Holy Son who beats others, this is really a strange thing." ”

The corners of Murong Chen's mouth twitched, and he didn't know if it was painful, or he was angry by Su Ping's words, and it didn't take long for him to faint to death.

Before fainting, he didn't forget to spit out the fragrance and praise Su Ping.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this challenge is the defeat of our Murong family. ”

Murong Madness, who was protecting Murong Chen, saw Murong Chen fainting, and hurriedly appeared from his hiding place, grabbed Murong Chen, his expression was not shocked, and he arched his hand in the direction of the Dao Protection Hall:

"This rash provocation has caused a lot of trouble to your sect, and our Murong family is willing to offer millions of spirit stones in the hope of appeasing your sect's anger. ”

Everyone was in an uproar, a million spirit stones was not a small amount.

It is worthy of the wealthy Murong family.

"Holy Son, what do you think?" Sect Master Xing Qinghe stepped over and said tentatively to Su Ping.

At this moment, countless disciples looked at Su Ping, and the battle just now made their hearts tremble, and their admiration for Su Ping became deeper and deeper.

In just a few dozen days, Su Ping has become the true spiritual leader of the Fuyao Sect.

"Is this Holy Son's appearance fee only worth a million spirit stones?" asked Su Ping rhetorically.

"Shhh

"It is worthy of being a holy son, a million spirit stones, but it is not too little. ”

"That is, the Holy Son has an entire Heavenly Vein! Pick down a few Heavenly Rank Spirit Stones, they are more than this number, how can you look at a mere million Spirit Stones?"

The discussion came one after another, as if it was they who had been compensated, and they thought about it very seriously, and discussed very seriously how many spirit stones the Murong family should pay to be appropriate.

"This ......" Murong Mad looked embarrassed, even if Murong Chen didn't know whether he was alive or dead, he had never seen him so embarrassed.

A million spirit stones is by no means a small amount, it is enough to help the Fuyao Sect, and then raise a third-rate Daoist like Li Rudao.

"At least 10 million spirit stones, otherwise, this Holy Son doesn't mind going to the Murong family, and he will also challenge the young people of the Murong family one by one. ”

Su Ping smiled kindly, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and was very friendly.

Everyone was surprised again, and it directly multiplied tenfold, worthy of being their own holy son, ruthless enough!

Hearing this, Murong Mad also gasped.

The upper limit of their bearing was three million spirit stones, and he didn't expect that Su Ping would ask for ten million directly when he opened his mouth!

He was hesitant and wanted to refuse.

Tens of millions of spirit stones are already a year's income of the Murong family, even if the Murong family has always been famous for its wealth in Qingshenzhou, but if they really want to take it out as compensation, it will be a pain in the flesh.

"You know, Ben Holy Son's control of power has always been very poor, and his shots have never been serious, and after being defeated at the hands of Ben Holy Son, there are not many young monks who can survive. Su Ping squinted his eyes and said.

The threat in the words was not concealed in the slightest, and it was extremely domineering.

As soon as Murong Mad wanted to open his mouth and was about to make a counteroffer, he saw the aura on Su Ping's body rising, and he actually rushed into the sky, covering the sky with colorful qi and blood.

Li Rudao was the first to comprehend the meaning of his own boss, and the aura on his body also soared into the sky.

Then came Teng Renbo, Ye Songzhu, Yuexi, and every disciple of the Fuyao Sect.

On this day, thousands of disciples of the Fuyao Sect all burst out with their strongest breath, and they were arrogant.

Boundless battle intent broke through the sky, the clouds shattered, and the void shook.

Murong Mad who was in the realm of a sage was so crushed that he was powerless to resist.

"The Murong family is willing to take out tens of millions of spirit stones as compensation. In the end, in desperation, Murong gritted his teeth and bowed his head, and when he said this, his heart was dripping blood.

"This is three million spirit stones. ”

Murong Mad was afraid that Su Ping would change his words and blackmail more, so he hurriedly took out a simple ring from his arms and threw it to Su Ping, and said in pain:

"The remaining seven million spirit stones, tomorrow the Murong family will definitely give them with both hands. ”

"So much for the best. Su Ping took the ring and probed it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, under the gaze of everyone, Su Ping was very calm and threw the ring high.

Rumble!

The ring shattered in the clouds, countless spirit stones were sprinkled like rain, and a spectacular rain of spirit stones fell from the Fuyao Sect.

"It is not allowed to use cultivation, only by relying on the physical body. Su Ping waved his hand, hunting with long sleeves, with outstanding demeanor, and said in a chic voice, "Everyone, let's grab it!"

"The Holy Son is wise!"

"The Holy Son is immortal!"

"The appearance of the Holy Son suppresses eternity!"

The exclamations were endless, and at this moment, the Fuyao Sect was completely boiling, and countless disciples participated in the rush of snatching spirit stones.

And Murong Mad dragged Murong Chen, who didn't know life and death, and left the scene gloomily.

.......

Temple of Protection

In the hot pot, the chili oil was still rolling, and the peeing cow balls that Su Ping had put in before happened to float at this moment.

"Master, keep eating!"

Su Ping picked up a peeing cow pill and put it in front of Jiang Taixu, and he directly stuffed four or five pills into his mouth, and a stream of hot soup seeped into his mouth.

"This ......" Jiang Taixu's mouth twitched, and he sighed that he was really a little monster.

After setting off countless movements, it was as if there was no one, and he was still in the mood to eat, which was also amazing.

Jiang Tai thought humbly, and put the inexplicable meat ball that Su Ping gave him and put it in his mouth.

There was a stab.

He was instantly amazed by the sudden oozing broth.

However, in the end, he was not shocked and swallowed indifferently.

Facing Su calmly, he said calmly: "That Murong Chen is very strange. ”

The disciple also sensed this. Su Ping swallowed the cow pill into his stomach and showed a solemn expression, "His life or death, the Murong family doesn't seem to care at all, is the big family like this?"

Su Ping expressed his doubts, unable to understand why Murong Chen's protector didn't care so much about Murong Chen's life and death, not only did he not care, but he also seemed to force him to die.

"Murong Chen is a very good seedling, judging from his talent alone, in the 10,000-year history of the Murong family, he is enough to rank in the top ten. Jiang Taixu said.

The answer is self-evident, no matter what, the Murong family should not be so indifferent to Murong Chen's life and death.

"What does Master think?" Su Ping wondered.

"The Murong family should have a stronger young man hidden. Jiang Tai smiled and said, "A young man who is countless times stronger than Murong Chen. ”

Su Ping smiled confidently: "No matter how amazing Tianjiao is, when you meet me, you will be reduced to waste wood!"

"Okay! worthy of being my apprentice!" Jiang Taixu was very pleased, looked at Su Ping, and was extremely satisfied.