The disciples of the Qingxiao Sect were talking a lot and kept looking around, hoping that the mysterious disciple who would challenge Qin Yi would appear.
Qin Yi was dressed in pink clothes, with loose ends, and a charming face with a serious smile, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.
"Why haven't you come yet? Isn't that boy timid?"
"Hmph! If you dare to challenge Senior Sister Qin Yi, even if that kid has nine lives, it won't be enough!"
"Look, it's coming!"
I don't know who screamed in surprise, and all the disciples of Qingxiao Sect turned their heads.
Zhuge Buliang stepped in the air with his feet not touching the ground, giving the impression that he was walking on nothing. He put one hand behind his back, his black robe was flying, and his long dark hair was scattered on his shoulders.
His delicate face looked elegant and elegant.
"What! Coming from the void!"
"No way, isn't he just a cultivator in the foundation-building stage? How can he step on the void?"
A group of people exclaimed, even Qin Yi didn't come in and showed surprise.
Zhuge Buliang steps on the void. He is not flying in the air. At present, he is not able to fly in the air. He can only step on the void at low altitude by relying on some skills of the reverse air step.
In a few flashes, Zhuge Buliang had already arrived in front of everyone, standing with his hands behind his back without touching the ground. Although his face looked a little childish, it gave people a feeling of aloofness.
The disciples of Qingxiao Sect let out a sigh, turned their attention to Zhuge Buliang, and started whispering among themselves.
"Are you Zhuge Buliang?" Qin Yi's voice was cold, as if coming from the ice and snow, making people shudder.
"It's me." Zhuge Bu nodded.
Qin Yi looked Zhuge Buliang up and down, with a flash of disdain in her eyes, and sneered: "It seems that you have a lot of weird moves. I heard that you are a cultivator of non-attribute spiritual roots?"
Zhuge Buliang nodded silently.
"I don't know how you defeated Shi Shui, Yong'an, but you dared to beat my people openly and speak arrogantly. If I don't take action today, how will I gain a foothold in Qingxiao Sect in the future?" Qin Yi said,
The Shi Shui and Yong An he mentioned should be the two people who were injured by Zhuge Buliang before.
"Can't stand? Hahaha, then you don't have to stand!" Zhuge Buliang's voice spread to everyone's ears.
There was a sudden noise from the disciples of Qingxiao Sect.
"What an arrogant boy, do you know who you are talking to?"
"I don't know whether to live or die, Senior Sister Qin Yi, hurry up and teach him a lesson!"
"You're a loser who came in through the back door. Why do you talk to Senior Sister Qin Yi like that?"
"Arrogant and ignorant, Senior Sister Qin Yi can kill you with one finger!"
"Shut up! Shut up!!" Zhuge Buliang shouted, and suddenly it sounded like thunder. He was not in a good mood at first. He had been in Qingxiao Sect for so many days, and he had no skills in refining weapons.
I haven't learned anything at all, and I am suffocating a lot of fire in my heart.
With this roar, everyone stopped and shut their mouths.
But soon one person came back to his senses and said: "Don't shut up, don't shut up. Once you shut up, it will really become an anus."
"..."
Qin Yi looked at Zhuge Buliang coldly and said: "A waste spirit root is a waste after all. It only knows how to talk big words and show off its power of words."
"Stop talking nonsense, didn't you come to fight with me? Come on!" Zhuge Buliang said solemnly.
Qin Yi sneered, her body rose into the air, her true energy turned into a faint fairy light, and she looked like a fairy from the Moon Palace.
"Boom!"
Qin Yi moved her slender jade fingers, and her jade-like fingers seemed to trigger the thunder of the God of Punishment, causing endless rumblings.
"boom!"
Qin Yi raised her hand and pointed, and a barrel-thick divine thunder fell down and struck Zhuge Buliang.
This thunder spell is also a type of fire attribute. The divine thunder cuts through the sky, tearing apart the space, and crashes down like the winding dragon of Ruyi Island.
Zhuge Buliang let out a long roar, stretched out his big hand, and a palm of light as white as jade emerged, grabbing the divine thunder that was as thick as a bucket.