"Bastard!"

Qian'er looked at Gao Ling Qingjue with resentment.

Gao Ling Qingjue didn't care, and said coldly: "When I break out of the Shenhai Realm, I will definitely come to Qiuchen Mountain to marry you, what can they do to me, these old guys?"

This provocative move once again angered the Xianmen Master, and they pressed Gaoling Qingjue in the field of vision with a forbearant gaze.

The disciples began to talk again......

"Rampant!"

"This guy...... Could it be that you have already cultivated to the peak of the Sinking Sea Realm?"

"How is that possible...... He's not yet twenty!"

"It's horrible!"

Qian'er looked at the man in front of him, wearing the armor of the king of Jiao, with handsome eyebrows, holding a sword and standing proudly. She is an ordinary girl, if she meets Gaoling Qingjue ordinarily, she will definitely be excited.

But Gaoling Qingjue is too arrogant and rude. He single-handedly disrupted the Xianmen martial arts event and humiliated all the Xianmen disciples, all of which made Qian'er very angry!

Qian'er threw the sword on the ground, walked towards Gaoling Qingjue empty-handed, waved his purple sleeves, and slapped him...... There was no accident, and he was easily dodged by Gaoling Qingjue.

In the next moment, Gao Ling Qingjue appeared behind Qian'er, stretched out one hand to wrap around her thin waist, and the other hand to hold her arms, making her unable to move.

"Let go of me!" Qian'er was so light and uncomfortable, but she had no power to resist, her two brows were twisted together, and a few drops of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Gao Ling Qingjue's face was close to Qian'er, her lips were close to the root of Qian'er's ears, and she said coldly: "Remember, I don't like the way you look angry." ”

"It's too much deception!" Qiu Chenshan's fellow disciples couldn't stand it.

"Is it tolerable, which is unbearable!" Even the other disciples of the Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate were indignant.

Yan Fei, Murong Baixue and the others were close at hand, but they had to swallow this anger.

Several disciples of Qiu Chenshan stepped forward to ask for orders: "Master, this person is too much, we must teach him a lesson!"

Several masters couldn't bear it anymore, and they all looked at Xiao Zhengqing and Xiao Shu. This Xianmen martial arts event was organized by Qiu Chenshan, and the masters had to see how the two of them were.

But seeing that Xiao Shu's expression was calm, he was still calm: "The Seven Realms of the Immortal Gate have ordered the seclusion of the world for thousands of years, and today, we are going to bully a nineteen-year-old boy as a master, wouldn't it be a laughing stock?"

Bullying the young with the elder damages the reputation, and the most important thing in the immortal gate is reputation.

"Stop!"

In the Immortal Martial Field, Xiao Zhen roared angrily.

Gao Ling Qingjue turned his head, glanced at Xiao Qian, and chuckled: "Just you?"

Xiao Zhen suffered a sword wound in the leg, but he still struggled to get up from the ground, holding the sword and rushing forward.

"Bang!"

Not unexpectedly, he was kicked away by Gaoling Qingjue and fell out.

Xiao Zhen got up again and rushed up again......

"Bang!"

Another kick to fly, from beginning to end, Gaoling Qingjue never let go of Qian'er.

Xiao Zhengqing's face was cold, looking at everything in the Immortal Martial Field.

Seeing that the woman he loved was being treated lightly, the humiliation in Xiao Zhen's heart was worse than letting him die. He stood up and rushed towards Gaoling Qingjue again.

Gaoling Qingjue kicked out, but saw a figure cut into the immortal martial arts field, and raised two fingers to block this kick.

"Father. Xiao Zhen said in a low voice.

This person is Xiao Zhengqing, his speed is extremely fast, and when Gao Ling Qingjue sees him clearly, he has already blocked a move.

Xiao Zhengqing stood still, Gao Ling Qingjue felt that his kick was like a kick on an iron plate, but only Xiao Zhengqing's two fingers were blocking this kick.

This is the gap between a monk at the peak of the Shenhai Realm and a master whose strength has broken through the Shenhai Realm.

Gaoling Qingjue let go of Qian'er and said, "Xiao Zhengqing, Xiao Shizun." Are you going to make a move on me, a junior?"

His tone was confident and calm. He dared to come today to disrupt the Xianmen martial arts event, and he was confident.

It is extremely humiliating to make a move in the hermit cultivation world, especially on big occasions such as the Xianmen martial arts event, and it is despised by the Xianmen to fight with a disciple-level monk.

Xiao Zhengqing responded calmly: "No, as a father, I will bring back my son who is not successful." ”

Xiao Zhengqing suddenly smiled and said, "Virtuous nephew, you are not qualified to let me make a move." I am an old friend of your uncle Gao Lingyi, has he ever mentioned me to you? By the way, I have helped my nephew to become the young master of Zhenhai Palace. ”

Gao Ling Qingjue's face turned cold, and he clenched his fists tightly, his uncle Gao Lingyi and Xiao Zhengqing were not old friends.

Seventy years ago, in the mayfly sea, Gao Lingyi was cut off by Xiao Zhengqing, thus losing the ability to inherit the lord of Zhenhai Palace, after that, his brother Gao Linghe was able to ascend to the throne of the lord, and Gao Ling Qingjue had the identity of this young master.

Gao Lingyi's severed arm is a shame that the entire Zhenhai Palace remembers. This is also the reason why Gaoling Qingjue appears here today.

"If you lose, you lose, and I can afford to lose in the Seven Realms of Xianmen. ”

Xiao Zhengqing spoke, and helped Xiao Zhen out of the Immortal Martial Arts Field.

Xiao Shu stood up calmly and announced in a loud voice to everyone inside and outside the Immortal Martial Arts Arena:

"This Xianmen martial arts event, the Seven Realms of Xianmen were defeated and ended. ”

"This ......"

"Gaoling Qingjue, is there really no one who can control him?"

There was an uproar inside and outside the Xianwu Field, and the once-in-a-century Xianmen Martial Arts Festival ended like this? What kind of thing is this? Just because of the sudden appearance of an outsider......

The result announced by Xiao Shu made all the masters speechless and silent, they already knew Xiao Shu's maverick style. Master Beiran Mountain slammed the wooden case in front of him, got up and left.

In the Immortal Martial Arts Field, that Gaoling Qingjue finally let go of Qian'er, he looked at Qian'er and smiled playfully, turned around and was about to leave.

This is a martial arts field with hundreds of paces in length, and the martial arts field is overgrown with bushes and weeds. A nearby bush was stirring, as if a wild beast was running through it......

After a while, a sleepy-eyed gray-clothed man came out of the bushes, walked straight to Gaoling Qingjue, reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

Gao Ling Qingjue turned around a little unhappily and glanced at the man in gray.

The man in gray grinned: "I'm sleeping comfortably here, you people are fighting and killing, and you don't let people sleep?"

"It's him ......"

Xiao Zhen was startled, and looked at this person in surprise, it was Ling Luo, who had disappeared for many days.

Qian'er was also very surprised, her heart was happy, and tears suddenly filled her eyes, it turned out that Xiaoluo was here! It's really good that he's okay.

Xiao Zhen stared at Ling Luo, it turned out that he had been in the Immortal Martial Field, and he was hiding behind the bushes to sleep, no wonder Li Jun had rummaged through Yiyun Peak, but he couldn't find him.

At this moment, Li Jun and Dayan were still looking for Ling Luo, and when they knew that Ling Luo was sleeping here, they didn't know how to feel?

Gao Ling Qingjue glanced at Ling Luo: "So what?"

"Don't do anything, you apologize to me!"

As soon as Ling Luo's words were finished, his lungs ached again, and he couldn't help coughing for a while, his body bent and almost squatted, looking weak.

But he grabbed Gaoling Qingjue's sleeve and never let go.

"Alas, I can't help it! I'm just too soft-hearted, as long as you apologize, please rest assured, I will forgive you. ”

Who is this person? He actually asked this demon-like Gao Ling Qingjue to apologize, aren't you really afraid of death?

Could it be that this is the last fun show of the Xianmen Martial Arts Festival...... Funny?

Soon, the disciples discovered Ling Luo's strange appearance, and there was no spiritual energy flowing on this person's body at all.

"He is the dogtail grass that I picked up in Qiuchen Mountain, he is not a Xuanqi monk at all, he is a waste. ”

Xiao Zhen shouted, and his voice spread throughout the Immortal Martial Arts Arena and beyond.

In front of Gaoling Qingjue, Xiao Zhen couldn't save his beloved woman at all, and he was even more humiliated. I didn't expect Ling Luo to dare to stand up for this waste? A dogtail grass, why is he? It's really ridiculous.

There was a commotion outside the Immortal Martial Field, and almost all the disciples of the Immortal Sect knew about the festival between Xiao Zhen and Ling Luo, and many people began to sneer at each other.

"I'll just say he's a fool, he's stupid all the time, haha. ”

"It's a dogtail!"

One of the disciples in the room was full of surprise, and then he muttered with concern: "Haven't they been looking for this guy all the time? Why did they appear at this time?

Some Qiu Chenshan disciples recognized Ling Luo, some were worried, and some were playful.

Murong Baixue and Yan Fei were also surprised, this person ...... Is it really an idiot? Seven elite disciples can't defeat it when they join forces, how dare this person be so provocative?

Regardless of the sneers of the disciples or the anger of Gaoling Qingjue, Ling Luo seemed to be unaware, he looked at Gaoling Qingjue with a serious face, waiting for his apology.

Gao Ling Qingjue's brows were twisted together, although he didn't speak, his anger was visible. A pair of angry eyes closed, took a deep breath, and calmed his breath. Apparently he was already breathing unevenly with anger.

Ling Luo's actions and words made all the disciples and masters stunned, Gaoling Qingjue didn't kill anyone today and left, and he couldn't save face.

Qian'er stood not far away, with an eager look on her face, not knowing what to say. But she believed that Ling Luo was never here to seek death, even if Ling Luo was just a dogtail grass that had not been cultivated.

Gao Ling Qingjue condensed his eyebrows and thought for a moment, not feeling the spiritual veins flowing on Ling Luo's body at all, could it be that this person was like his father, and his cultivation had reached an unfathomable new realm? However, he was the same age as himself. Or perhaps, he is not a mysterious monk at all, just a dogtail grass as everyone says.

Of course, Gao Ling Qingjue was willing to believe the first conjecture, because he never underestimated the enemy. But the fact is that in the second case, Ling Luo has no cultivation at all.