Nobody Truly Think Master is a Mortal, Right? Chapter 195: I am careless

Small secret territory.

On a mountain peak.

Two streamers flickered past.

Su Qianyuan's figure appeared on the huge boulder on one side, and the powerful evil aura of his body caused ripples in the space of the secret realm, which seemed to be broken at any time.

The other side of the mountain.

An old man with gray hair stood up against the wind, carrying with one hand on his back, forcing him to force him, and he looked like a peerless strong man.

"This is really the Nascent Soul Realm. Big Brother didn't lie to me?"

The first moment Su Qianyuan saw the old man, a thought of suspicion flashed in his mind.

It's really the style of the old man in front of me.

It's really the same as crossing the tribulation realm.

It's not like a meta-infant state at all.

But the elder brother told him that this is at best a Nascent Soul Realm.

Is this the Nascent Soul Realm or the Cross Tribulation Realm? ?

Su Qianyuan is staring at the old man'Ma Lian'.

The old man "Ma Lian" naturally noticed Su Qianyuan's sight.

"Young man, what are you looking at me doing?"

Ma Lian spoke with a kind smile on his face.

"It's okay."

Su Qianyuan retracted his gaze and waved his hand.

The mentality slowed down.

Whether it's crossing the Tribulation Realm or Nascent Soul Realm, he has to fight anyway.

"Young people, before the official battle, let's introduce each other first, right? Me, from Hunyuanmen, one of the holy places in Jingzhou, Ming Malian, is the younger generation of the current generation and the first person in Lei Fa! "

Ma Lian arched his hands and talked to Su Qianyuan with a smile.

The demeanor of words is full of the demeanor of the strong.

"Wu Daozong, Su Qianyuan."

Su Qianyuan said blankly.

"Wu Dao Sect? I have heard, Dongju Yin Sejong Gate! The first two battles with the disciples of Dongju Yin Sejong Gate, have won."

Ma Lian said with a smile.

"Yes, I will win this time too."

Su Qianyuan nodded and said.

"Victory? Young man, although you are from the Sejong Sect in Dongzhou, you are too arrogant. I have five strokes of lightning with one hand, and the princes whose surname is Ye, dare not say that they beat me. On the one hand, young man, how can you pretend to beat me?"

Ma Lian still put on a smiling face, without any sign of irritation, as if he was very energetic.

I heard this.

Su Qianyuan did not answer.

He felt that there was nothing to say.

Wait for the start, just use strength.

"Young man, why don't you speak anymore?"

Ma Lian didn't have the idea to silence, he was still talking.

"This fellow Daoist, starting from the comparison battle, you and me are based on the strength of the comparison."

Su Qianyuan frowned, seemingly annoyed.

"This...do you really think you can beat me?"

Ma Lian was somewhat silent, but still spoke again.

Su Qianyuan didn't bother to answer at all.

Ma Lian, who was on the opposite side of the mountain, became a little flustered inexplicably.

This opponent is not the same as usual.

I didn't even have any interest in chatting with him.

I really met a man? ?

The disciple of Sejong Sect in Dignified Dongzhou is actually a rash? ?

In the past, when he fought with others, he used words to oppress others. Because he had practiced some special techniques, his voice was very easy to hallucinate.

He just wants to make the opponent feel an illusion that he is strong and cannot win.

Then he used some kind of secret method to briefly reach the level of half-step crossing the tribulation realm, in order to defeat others.

But the disciple of the Sejong Sect in Dongzhou, the man in front of him, didn't even follow him.

Mangzi, properly mangzi! !

"Young man, you..."

Ma Lian wanted to say something more.

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

A stream of light suddenly flew from a distance.

Fly with the streamer.

A voice followed.

"The battle begins!"

Standing on the boulder, Su Qianyuan heard this voice, and the evil spirit on his body became a bit rich, staring at Ma Lian.

"Give you a chance, you can do it first."

Su Qianyuan spoke slowly.

"Young people, don't be too careless!"

Ma Lian said, the movements on his hands were not slow, and the aura on his body soared to a half-step crossing the tribulation realm inexplicably.

Zizi...

In the palm of his hand, a whip gleaming with thunder was condensed.

Ma Lian began to wield the thunder whip, one to the left and one to the right.

Su Qianyuan, who was on the opposite side, saw this and put his arms around his chest, intending to resist this wave of damage.

But he didn't feel the attack in his arms for a long time.

Su Qianyuan was stunned.

He looked down.

A weal mark appeared on both sides.

There was a flash of electricity above the whip marks.

Missed? ?

Su Qianyuan's mouth twitched, and he looked up at Ma Lian.

The two have eyes facing each other.

A little embarrassing.

Ma Lian was embarrassing his quasi-head.

Su Qianyuan is embarrassed, why would he draw such an opponent.

The opponent drawn by Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother is weak.

But at least it can be played seriously.

I can draw an opponent by myself, what kind of thing is this?

It looks very strong, but in fact, it is a scum.

You can't hit anyone with a whip.

Su Qianyuan didn't know how such a person was qualified to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition.

"Forget it, you can go down."

Su Qianyuan is not interested in continuing to fight.

His eyes locked on Ma Lien.

The legs slammed into force, and the terrifying force directly shattered the boulder under his feet.

Su Qianyuan's whole body turned into a meteorite, killing Ma Lian with an indescribable horror.

"Wait, wait..."

Ma Lian wanted to say something, but he didn't have a chance to say it.

Su Qianyuan alone caused him to fall down.

But his fall does not mean that Su Qianyuan's fist has fallen.

Su Qianyuan was still fighting towards Ma Lian. Under inertia, whether Su Qianyuan wanted to close his fist or not, he couldn't help himself.

Just at the very moment.

A ray of light flew from outside the secret.

Wu Yue fell in front of Ma Lian, his hands gleaming, his mana burst out like a river that bursts dyke, surging out to resist Su Qianyuan.

Boom! ! !

A loud noise.

Stone chips are flying, and billowing smoke fills up.

A long time passed.

The smoke disappeared, and the scene was revealed.

Wu Yue retreated directly to the edge of the mountain.

Su Qianyuan stood in the original position of Ma Lian, his figure remained motionless, but he was very strange about Wu Yue's arrival.

Isn't it shameless to intervene in the middle of the fight?

"Taoyou Su~IndoMTL.com~ Sorry, I have been paying attention to all the secrets. Once someone is beaten out of life-threatening, I will stop it. This person can’t handle Su Daoyou’s punch, so I am considered this person. I lost."

Wu Yue said softly as he bowed to Su Qianyuan and bowed his peers.

"All right, but... this person is too disheveled."

Su Qianyuan said angrily, turned and left the secret realm.

Wu Yue heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Su Qianyuan leaving, and then looked at Ma Lian who fell on the ground with a bad eye.

He felt that it was time to talk to the Hunyuan Sect.

Why did you get such a thing to participate in the Ten Thousand Sects Competition, and you have a good reputation.

"Hurry up and help me up. This time it's my carelessness. I didn't flash. I can't beat him. Ouch, young people nowadays really don't talk about martial arts."

Ma Lian leaned on his waist, trying to stand up very hard...