"Yes, then I want to see what you have to do to clean up these people who have already entered the strength of the White Saint Palace's envoy reserves."

Yuan Bo smiled coldly, laughing at Yuan Miao and the others' incompetence.

If you want to clean up others, or even want to snatch the Seven Star Mangs and Five-Step Ghost Grass from these people's hands, it's not impossible, but the premise is that you also have to see how strong your own strength is.

"What? No way! ”

As soon as he heard Yuan Bo's words, Yuan Jing directly denied it:

"How do you know they've all reached such a powerful level? And according to you, their Qi training is above you? ”

In the end, Yuan Jing's voice had risen sharply, and even changed his tone.

Originally, Yuan Jing faced Yuan Bo, a person who was younger than himself, and he didn't know how many years younger than himself, he didn't call Yuan Bo his senior brother, and he was already so angry that he vomited blood.

Thinking about it again, Yuan Bo's strength is just a little bit higher than his own, so he takes such a big advantage.

Yuan Jing's mood can be imagined.

Now Yuan Bo told him that the people in front of him who looked younger were not only higher than him, but even higher than Yuan Bo.

The important thing is that this is not the strength of one person, but every person in this group.

"Not bad."

Hearing Yuan Jing's aggressive words, Yuan Bo did not evade it, and directly said that he really couldn't win against Xiang Tianci and others.

Not to mention that he won a hand to help himself up, he gave it to those people around him.

Except for Ren Ying'er, who is barely a little sure, the others, he is afraid that he will only lose.

"Impossible, I don't believe it!"

Seeing Yuan Bo holding Xiang Tianci and the others like this, Yuan Jing's mood became more and more bad, and he was even more unwilling to accept such a fact:

"Whether it's that powerful or not, you must know after you fight. The Seven Stars and the Five-Step Ghost Grass are very important to us, and Master wants it, so we really have to fight it, and I have to try it for Master's sake! ”

Yuan Jing gritted his teeth and said.

He didn't believe that the world had really become so powerful.

People like them who have been cultivating for twenty or thirty years can't even touch the peak of the purple rank.

And these young teenagers, who are still immature, are surpassing their old bones one by one, he doesn't believe it!

No matter how much Yuan Jing's surface looks like a young man in his early twenties, in fact, he is already in his thirties, almost forty.

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself. As a senior brother, I have clearly told you about the difference in strength between you. ”

He has long been accustomed to Yuan Jing disagreeing with him, and when he first arrived at the White Saint Palace and followed his master, Yuan Jing did not cause him less trouble.

"I know my strength, I know I can't beat, so I won't make a move. If you want to, just try it. ”

After speaking, Yuan Bo put his hands around his chest, raised his legs, and sat aside:

"As your senior brother, if you are injured, all I can do is to bring you back and let Master see your stupid appearance."

Yuan Bo said such words sharply, not afraid of offending Yuan Jing, the "old man" who had been by his master's side for longer than him.

He has long understood a truth, that is, he is polite to these people, and these people may not be willing to buy his good and admit his existence.

That being the case, he will not waste this effort.