Senior Brother can't continue, otherwise the sea of clouds will inevitably bleed to death.

However, Cichen didn't seem to hear it, and his expression was cold and detached.

Seeing this, Tan Changan didn't dare to squeak, was silent, and stood obediently to the side.

Whatever.

It's good that the senior brother is happy.

After a while, until the entire skeleton of Yunhai was destroyed, like a mess of mud, Yunhai lay on the ground, completely unable to move.

"Expulsion from the sect."

Cichen said coldly.

Tan Changan bowed slightly, he had just learned some things about Su Nuo's past from the mouths of some disciples.

I am also deeply ashamed of Yunhai's actions.

It's just that he was expelled from the sect, which is already a great thing for Yunhai.

Tan Changan waved his hand, and let people drag the sea of clouds down.

Yunhai was like a dead dog, dragged down by someone, he lowered his head, and the tips of his eyes and eyebrows were soaked with deep hatred.

"Master." Su Nuo's eyes were bright, and her voice was delicate and soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Cichen turned his head sideways, and the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes was swept away.

The slender fingers gently clasped Su Nuo's wrist.

"You're amazing."

Su Nuo's eyes were shining with a little starlight silhouette, flickering, containing a starry sky.

Cichen's thin lips hooked slightly.

Tan Changan on the side listened and remained silent, the senior brother's protection of his shortcomings was incisive in him, a little apprentice.

"Hmm." Cichen stretched out his hand again and touched Su Nuo's little head, "Keep competing, I'll watch you from above." ”

"Okay."

Su Nuo nodded, like a chicken pecking rice.

Cichen and Tan Changan left the trial platform, and both of them sat on the top and watched.

Woo woo a few conch sounds, and the competition continues.

However, Su Nuo stood on it, but no one dared to go up again.

Just kidding, Xuanyuan Ling'er was beaten unconscious with two punches.

They are not even as good as Xuanyuan Ling'er, how can they be Su Nuo's opponents.

Especially those who used to beat Su Nuo like a sandbag, they were even more prohibitive.

Where do they dare to step forward, this Su Nuo is staring at it, I am afraid that half of my life will be gone.

With this thought, everyone was even more afraid to come closer.

Cichen looked at Su Nuo's expression, and guessed what she wanted to do, and immediately nodded.

"Nuonuo, you pick someone up."

After saying this softly, the next second, his voice was cold again, and he said a word to the following.

"Those who don't go up, get out of the sect by themselves."

The change of face becomes extremely rapid and catches people off guard.

Cichen has already said so, and he has seen some of his inner disciples who protect his shortcomings.

tremblingly went to the stage, making Su Nuo angry, it was a little better than being beaten up and getting out of Qingyun Sect.

Su Nuo looked at the people who went to the trial platform one after another, all of whom were people who bullied themselves in the past and beat themselves like sandbags.

Her little nose wrinkled, she snorted coldly, clenched her small fists, and rushed towards these people.

One punch for a little friend.

In the end, watching them stack Arhats like arhats, piling up so high, Su Nuo also felt bored.

She stopped, climbed down the platform, walked up to Cichen, and raised her little red hand.

"Master, it hurts."

Her eyes were shiny and squeamish.

"Blow."

The little hand immediately stretched out in front of Cichen.