Subconsciously frowned, Mu Yanran knew that Mingchen would not listen to her again, but she still couldn't help but explain: "Senior Sister Mingchen, Yanran has never thought of fighting with you for something, everyone is a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, isn't the name of the chief disciple the same on whoever falls on it?" ”

"You don't understand, this time it's different." Glancing at Hutai from afar, seeing the man's frowning brows, Ming Chen smiled bitterly.

"Yanran really doesn't understand, but if Senior Sister insists on this, please teach Senior Sister for advice!" She had already made up her mind to radiate her light to every corner of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, so it was naturally impossible for her to retreat like this.

If you want to fight, then you will come.

"Thank you for your understanding, come on." The back foot moved back a little halfway, and Ming Chen posed.

Seeing that the two beauties are really going to fight, and this time the consequences seem to be really serious, and those admirers in the audience are even more anxious.

I hope that the goddess in my heart will win this game, but I don't want the other party to lose too badly.

This is a battle that will lose miserably no matter who wins, but what makes people a little helpless is that Xiaoyao Sect did not stand up to stop it, and the Immortal Alliance was indifferent.

The wind and clouds darkened, and when he hadn't come back to his senses in the morning, he saw a flash in front of him, and the purple figure in front of him had disappeared without a trace.

Such a speed surprised the monks in the audience, and what was even more incredible was that the fairy of tomorrow morning had been famous for a long time, and had already entered the realm of the middle stage of the knot, and the strength of the fairy Yanran who had just stepped into the stage of the knot, this suspenseful battle. The results seem to speak for themselves.

But when the battle really started, everyone's guesses were overturned by themselves.

Obviously, this next sect that has been given great expectations by the Xiaoyao Sect is not a beautiful vase.

At the moment when Mu Yanran's figure disappeared. Ming Chen, who was alarmed in her heart, had already taken a few steps back vigilantly, what made her feel strange was that her cultivation was obviously higher than that of the other party, but at this moment, not only did she not feel the existence of the other party, but she had never even heard the faint sound of breathing.

This shouldn't be!

When her thoughts were racing, her feet were not idle. Standing in a place now is undoubtedly a live target, and only when the other party can't figure out her path can she get a little respite.

The enemy is dark and we are clear, and we must not give the other party a chance to attack.

"Hey, where did Senior Sister Yanran go?" Poria's eyes widened. After half a ring, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief to make sure she wasn't dazzled.

"It's a clever stealth technique, and it's easy to spot her if you understand the mystery." Rubbing his somewhat groggy brain with one hand, Mo Kongjing took the time to explain to Poria Cocos.

Clever stealth?

But it's obviously Senior Sister Mingchen's cultivation is relatively profound!

When Poria saw Mo Kongjing's very headache expression, she obediently kept silent, and even on the side, she could feel the unusual coercion of the three looks. What's more, it's Sister Jing. It must have been difficult to hold on until now.

However, in fact, these are just Poria speculations, and the truth is often unexpected.

Mo Kongjing's appearance, three points are real, and seven points are pretended.

Although the three coercion seemed to be coming towards her like Mount Tai was overwhelming, the three superiors were obviously worried, in other words, they definitely didn't dare to really treat her, at most they would suffer a little bit of flesh and skin.

So she just took advantage of the situation to soften, although these three people were better than the master. It's really not enough to see.

Thinking about the coercion that the master showed when he was careless, now that he thinks about it, his teeth are still chattering!

"Huh? Over here! "My eyes lit up. Sensing the faint sound of breathing, Ming Chen immediately took two steps forward.

Worst!

Mu Yanran, who was secretly sighing, was forced to show up, but she didn't expect that just such a small mistake could make Senior Sister Mingchen notice, it seems that she is indeed a little careless.

Facing Ming Chen's approaching palm, Mu Yanran subconsciously dodged back, but Ming Chen was chasing after her.

The palms that were getting closer and closer swayed in front of her eyes, and facing Mingchen's firm eyes, Mu Yanran helplessly hooked the corners of her lips, since this was the case, there was really no way.

Suddenly, without warning, the body that was originally retreating quickly suddenly bent down and passed by Ming Chen, obviously I didn't expect her to come out like this, and subconsciously turned around, but Ming Chen was directly shrouded in a cloud of black powder.

Clapping her hands casually, Mu Yanran turned her head shallowly, as a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, of course, she was more comfortable with poison.

But who would have thought that she had just turned around, and what greeted her was the same burst of black powder, and she looked up and swallowed the antidote contained in her pot at once, Mu Yanran's expression was a little strange.

"I didn't expect my senior sister to carry these antidotes with her."

"Like you, I'm afraid that other ignorant disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect will poison others, so I always carry the antidote with me." replied without being salty, and raised his eyebrows a little unexpectedly tomorrow morning.

As a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, everyone has a balance in their hearts, knowing how many catties and taels they have.

In the face of Fa cultivation, they are at a disadvantage.

In the face of physical cultivation, they are still weak.

In the face of sword cultivation, they are even more vulnerable.

Therefore, when every disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect goes out, he will always bring one or two life-saving poisons, and perhaps at the critical moment, it is a life-saving magic weapon.

However, those newcomer disciples who did not know the dangers of the world often used these poisons to harm some people intentionally or unintentionally, and as they came and went, the older disciples would carry these antidotes with them.

"Senior sister, do we really need to fight again?" For such an indifferent look, Mu Yanran was a little moved, although she had never met this senior sister, but she often heard words praising her in the Xiaoyao Sect.

In the eyes of the elders, Senior Sister Ming Chen was an excellent and outstanding disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.

In the eyes of her peers, Senior Sister Mingchen is the senior sister that all disciples yearn for and respect.

But she didn't understand, she didn't understand why this senior sister, who thought she was gentle and kind, challenged her at this time.

"If there is Yanran, why do you need tomorrow morning, if you have tomorrow morning, why do you need Yanran, between you and me, as long as one becomes hope." looked at Longtai coldly, and saw the figure she had admired for a long time, but what emerged from Ming Chen's heart at this moment was endless despair.

is in the Immortal League, but the place she wants to go back to the most is still Xiaoyao Sect.

But with the master's destiny in his body, no matter how beautiful and attractive the hometown is, he can't go back after all.

It's good to simply make a break, just to add a brilliant color to the beautiful hometown.

In this battle, even if the defeat is decided, she should do her best!

Even if it's not for herself, it's not for everyone, it's just for her hometown, she should do her best.

Master Tomorrow Morning will not disappoint your expectations.

Since Yanran is present, then tomorrow morning only needs to quietly complete his mission.

(To be continued.) )