Chapter 0015 The invisible ice peak appears, and the abnormal movement erodes the heart bone)
Normally a cheerful young man, but now he was filled with hatred. Dong Ning exchanged glances with the other disciples, then turned around with a flick of his cloud sleeves and said, "Mie Canglan, what are you doing standing there? Someone asked me
You ask for advice, but don't put on airs."
Even after joining the ranks of the disciples, the eyes of the people in the sect on Mi Canglan have not changed, and even the vicious contempt in their hearts has intensified. Even a gentleman like Dong Ning, who is originally a clear-minded man, cannot avoid destroying Mi Canglan.
Treat it as a laughing stock without any worries, and make fun of it at will.
I heard a burst of laughter from the disciples, and they hugged Shen Mingxin to the high platform of the school grounds. The six reincarnation disciples leisurely stepped aside, found chairs and sat down, looking like spectators watching the opening of a play, with playful smiles on their faces.
The laughter in the audience became more and more wild, forcing Mie Canglan to stand still and had to step forward. Shen Mingxin walked towards him, but did not stop when he came in front of Mie Canglan. He walked straight forward and almost met Mie Canglan face to face, gritting his teeth.
His voice sounded like he was about to bite, "Mie Canglan, have you almost forgotten your last name? I will make you sober today. If you want to thank me, just kowtow three times!"
"Shen Mingxin..." These words were like sharp needles, stabbing Mie Canglan's heart. No matter how calm his temper was, it stirred up tremors. Mie Canglan tilted his head and gritted his teeth to endure it. He raised his eyes and his eyes were like ice.
"Come just come."
"Being a hero?" Shen Mingxin suddenly sneered, laughed twice and slapped Mie Canglan's shoulder hard, then suddenly pushed away, pushing Mie Canglan staggeringly two steps away, "What qualifications does a person like you have to be in the Qinglian Sect? It's a hindrance.
An eyesore!”
Shen Mingxin suddenly shouted the last four words, like a war horn, and then saw his hands crossed, swinging up and down like a hawk spreading its wings. During the swing, he could only hear the sound of slight air flow passing by, and at the same time, there was a faint green light covering his hands.
, pieces of flying mist lightly gush out from various blood vessels on Shen Mingxin's body, like clouds and fog, covering people's eyes.
"I heard that Shen Mingxin is extremely talented, especially good at palm skills." Nan Feng turned his head slightly and leaned toward Dong Ning and whispered, "Look at the appearance of his palm movements. Although his strength is still insufficient, his appearance is quite good.
Seriously, given time, I might be able to accomplish something great."
Dong Ning nodded lightly, then suddenly sneered and said, "But shouldn't we go to the theater now?"
Nanfeng also sneered. The two of them had exactly the same narrow-minded thoughts, and they even thought of using Mie Canglan's tragic incident to secretly put pressure on the mentors. Only by expelling Mie Canglan from their ranks as early as possible would they be pure.
Shen Mingxin took a few steps back, with a hint of anxiety between his brows. Naturally, he was not worried about the outcome of the fight with Mie Canglan, but was vaguely looking forward to something. Suddenly, there were several wind sounds in his ears, and Shen Mingxin heard it.
There was a chorus of words behind him. Although he was surrounded by energy and could not hear clearly, he knew in his heart that all the people he was waiting for had arrived. No longer showing mercy, Shen Ming gave a clear heart-clearing cry, spread his palms apart like a hawk soaring, and stepped lightly.
The point then rushed forward like the wind.
It was then reported that the disciples were saluting the instructors who had arrived at the school, and they were secretly wondering that Shen Mingxin was so eager to teach Mie Canglan a lesson that he didn't even care about etiquette. However, he saw Shen Mingxin swirling around with water-colored brilliance, and a powerful force of energy flew up.
He rowed away, but Mie Canglan on the opposite side had no real energy and no movement skills. When he was slow to hide, he was hit by Shen Mingxin's palm in the chest. His steps were disordered and he staggered back. At this time, Shen Mingxin received another palm and hit him.
On Mie Canglan's shoulder, Mie Canglan's feet, which were already floating lightly off the ground, immediately jumped up, and Shen Ming's whole body was knocked away by Shen Ming's heart.
"No way, such a rudimentary palm technique..." Seeing the overwhelming appearance on the stage, Nan Feng laughed in surprise and whispered to Dong Ning. This kind of palm technique is not to mention their superiority.
Outstanding people above all the disciples, as long as their cultivation level is slightly ordinary, can easily block it, but when it comes to Mie Canglan's eyes, it turns out to be a unique move that can knock him away, which really makes people laugh.
Dong Ning also suppressed a sneer, pursed her lips and whispered, "Forget it if you die."
Mo Qingfeng seemed to have heard this and glanced secretly at the disciples. Dong Ning sensed the master's gaze and quickly coughed, nodded slightly and stopped speaking. While everyone looked at Shen Ming's overwhelming advantage on the stage, a dark cloud gradually fell over him.
The heads of seven teachers.
Such a scene is simply a silent announcement: Such a waste, expel him as a disciple as soon as possible, don't discredit the lintel of Qinglian Sect!
Mo Qingfeng knew it clearly in his heart, but his face remained calm, only becoming more and more serious. Next to her was Nian Yue, but she actually smiled, like a girl watching a game, regardless of being knocked to the ground on the stage.
The person with no trace of face was the closed disciple whom she accepted as a big gift.
No one can see her intentions at all.
Looking at Mie Canglan again, he received two palms one after another, and suddenly coughed out a mouthful of blood. Severe pain came from his chest and shoulders, suppressing the whole body's consciousness, and it was difficult to get up for a while. Shen Mingxin refused to give up, and still pressed forward, pulling hard.
Li Mie Canglan lifted up his body by his collar and said in a condescending voice, "Senior Brother Mie Canglan, what's wrong with you? Don't ask me to do it, just come!"
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