Dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky above the Wandao Demon Sect.
I saw a Kowloon golden wave, stopping steadily in mid-air.
Above it, a figure in black clothes was lying on a soft couch, holding a green wine glass in his hand and sipping gently.
Below, countless disciples began to cheer.
"Young Master Lingxiao!! I love you!!"
"Young Master Lingxiao, for generations to come!!"
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"Young Master Lingxiao, who can compete with me!!"
At this time, these Demon Sect disciples were roaring with all their strength, as if they had forgotten how they had slandered Ling Xiao just now.
To put it bluntly, compared to those who are true disciples like Qin Feng, even the inner disciples have extremely limited training resources that they can usually receive from the sect.
And once you embrace Ling Xiao's thigh, at least you no longer have to worry about pills or anything like that.
Didn't you see that even Senior Sister Fu Yunyao is hanging around behind the young master all day long?
People, sometimes you have to be realistic.
Whether you like it or not is one thing, but whether you lick it or not is another matter entirely.
Ling Xiao stood up, waved to the disciples on the mountain, and immediately stepped out, as if walking, and was in front of Qin Feng in a blink of an eye.
Some of the disciples with lower cultivation levels were even dumbfounded and filled with admiration.
"Awesome!! Young Master Lingxiao's movement is like a dragon walking in the clouds, a tiger walking across mountains and rivers, free and easy with wantonness, domineering and unparalleled!"
"That's right! Young Master Ling Xiao is worthy of being the number one genius of our Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect. In terms of this body technique alone, I'm afraid no one in the sect can match it."
The licking dogs came online and deliberately raised their voices, trying to make Ling Xiao hear their voices.
"Huh, what a small trick."
Qin Feng's face darkened, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
It was not that he was jealous of the flattery of these ordinary disciples, but that Fu Yunyao's beautiful eyes could no longer see anyone else and were staring at Ling Xiao affectionately.
"Little Lord…"
"Junior sister Yunyao, long time no see."
Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes swaying in the wind. He looked indescribably handsome and tall, making people dazzled.
"Hehehehe, the young master is still as handsome as ever."
Qin Feng's eyes were filled with coldness. He really didn't want to see the two people's expressions of affection, so he immediately interrupted.
"Huh? Senior Brother Qin is shining brightly and his momentum is even better than before. It seems that he has not slacked off in recent times."
Ling Xiao turned to look at Qin Feng, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.
Thirty points of luck, but you still dare to use me as a stepping stone.
Was it Aunt Liang who gave you the courage?
Originally, Ling Xiao thought that a true successor of a sect must have some luck, so that he could take the opportunity to suppress and plunder.
But now, he is really a little angry.
These days, no one dares to challenge him?
No, I have to set rules for them today.
"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao is still very good at talking, but in this world, you can't live long by relying on your words alone."
"What Senior Brother Qin said is absolutely true, but I don't know what method of death Senior Brother prefers?"
"you!!!"
Qin Feng's face hardened, and a demonic aura suddenly shot up into the sky around him, as if he was a peerless demon.
"Junior brother, the position of young master has always been occupied by capable people. Junior brother has not been long since he joined the sect. I think it is better not to be so ostentatious for the time being. Otherwise, if he is crushed by others in the future, won't he lose the face of our Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect?"
"Haha, senior brother, I'm afraid you're worrying too much. After all, there aren't many people alive these days who are as reckless as you."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, with a calm demeanor.
"That's all, let me ask my junior brother one last time, do you want to give up the position of young master or not?"
At this time, Qin Feng's words sounded polite.
But once Ling Xiao takes the initiative to admit defeat and gives up his position as Young Master, I am afraid that his Taoist heart will be damaged in the future.
On the one hand, this cultivation path pays attention to talent, and on the other hand, the Taoist mind is important.
If you have a firm mind on the Dao, you will be able to overcome all difficulties and achieve the supreme path.
However, once the Taoist heart is dusty or has a crack, inner demons will breed during practice and hinder progress.
Qin Feng's move can be described as insidious.
At this time, under the battle platform, many young disciples had a hint of expectation on their faces.
Qin Feng was personally taught by the Great Elder, and with his magical powers, he was naturally among the top of the sect.
Although Ling Xiao is not very skilled, he is still the son of the Ling clan and has been synonymous with being a genius since he was a child.
When these two people collide, the result is very obvious, but the process must be extremely exciting.
"Let? Haha, besides me, who in the Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect can bear the title of Young Master?"
Ling Xiao smiled domineeringly, showing no intention of taking Qin Feng seriously.
A person who is in the late Xuanqing period and has no luck in his body can be destroyed with a wave of his hand even if he doesn't use his trump card.
If Ling Xiao hadn't been worried that if his level increased too much, it would attract too many prying eyes. With his current villain value, he would have reached the peak level long ago.
How dare you be so presumptuous in front of him even in the late Xuanqing period?
"You are so domineering! As expected of Young Master Ling Xiao, you really know how to control your temperament."
Many disciples' eyes sparkled.
Not to mention that Ling Xiao was a bit pretentious at this time.
But this expression and courage are truly worthy of his identity as the young master of the Demon Sect.
When it comes to showing off, Ling Xiao is definitely serious!
"Haha, it seems that Young Master Lingxiao is also very confident in himself."
Under the fighting stage, Xiao Tu smiled lightly. Although he had never made a move with Ling Xiao, he had some understanding of Qin Feng's strength.
With his strength, even if you want to defeat him, you will lose miserably at best.
Moreover, since everyone is a true heir, they must have some terrible trump cards in their hands.
Xiao Tu had never seen Qin Feng use his trump card, so he was not sure of victory.
As if after hearing Xiao Tu's words, Ling Xiao suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.
But with just one glance, Xiao Tu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
"Huh? This feeling..."
In an instant, cold sweat broke out on Xiao Tu's head.
How can it be?
Why did that wisp of pressure just now make you feel like you are in danger?
impossible!!
The seventeen-year-old powerful god general has never appeared before in the Holy State.
It must be an illusion!
Ling Xiao sneered, he had already seen Xiao Tu and others hiding in the crowd.
Compared to Qin Feng, he was somewhat interested in this true disciple.
Although the luck value of 1000 points is not as good as that of Bai Zhi Xi, it is still somewhat profitable if you squeeze it.
"Hey, Xiao Tu is traumatized. Congratulations to the host for getting 100 luck points and 1,000 villain points."
"Huh? So vain? You can plunder a hundred fortunes with just one look? Sure enough, the air in the Holy State is sweeter."
Ling Xiao smiled inexplicably, and in Qin Feng's eyes, this was a complete provocation.
"Hmph! Since Junior Brother Ling Xiao is stubborn, I will ask you for some advice today. But on this battlefield, life or death matters, so Junior Brother must be careful."
Qin Feng gave a soft drink, and his white clothes flew out of the air, and his eyes seemed to contain magic light.
Above his head, a demonic gun gradually took on its true form.