Chapter 844

Qiu yexuan's behavior attracted many elders' dissatisfaction and severely reprimanded one after another.

However, as Qiu yexuan said, there is no provision in the Donghuang holy sect that disciples cannot worship each other. Qiu yexuan follows Ye Qing wholeheartedly. What reason do they have to stop it?

"Oh, just do what you want. I can't control you!"

The elder sighed and walked away directly, ignoring the neizong disciple. He was busy and had a lot of things to deal with.

The Elder spoke, and the other elders were even harder to stop. They could only let Qiu yexuan go.

In the autumn night, Xuan's eyes flashed and hurried to Ye Qing's side. Like the clever little fox, he also had a sense of charm in his eyes.

"Master, please accept me. I will serve you well in the future!"

Xuan Yingying worshipped Ye Qing in autumn night. She was very respectful to Ye Qing. In her eyes, she could see a sense of respect, which was respect for experts.

"Sorry, I'm very cautious about accepting disciples. I don't want to destroy Jiuchong territory. Don't even think about it. Your strength is too poor." Ye Qing waved her hand and didn't promise to accept Qiu yexuan.

The disciples of neizong in the martial arts arena are all black and trembling. Ya, they can't accept jiuzhong experts as disciples. Why don't you go to heaven?

All neizong disciples stood on the spot. You know, Qiu yexuan's talent is not bad. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, she is a famous beauty of neizong.

She wanted to take the initiative to learn from her teacher, but ye Qing refused. It was outrageous and wasted a great opportunity!

"Master, in any case, please accept me. My accomplishments are not enough and can be improved slowly in the future!" Qiu yexuan knelt down with an extremely sincere attitude. It seems that if ye Qing doesn't agree, she won't get up.

"Sorry, your strength is really too poor. I can't see it!"

Ye Qing shook her head again and again. Then, in the shocked eyes of everyone, she turned and left, regardless of the autumn night Xuan.

Ye Qing has principles. In terms of appearance and strength, Qiu yexuan can't compare with Gongsun Xiao. He just takes Gongsun Xiao. There's no need to take Qiu yexuan as a burden.

It's just a vase. Without any deep emotional foundation, Ye Qing can't accept autumn night Xuan.

"This..."

Xuanmeng was forced in the autumn night. She had a pitiful expression on her face. She thought that she could not kneel up for a long time, which could soften Ye Qing's heart, but she didn't expect Ye Qing to be hard hearted and ignore her at all.

"No! I won't give up! I must be your apprentice in autumn night. Maybe I can be your woman in the future!"

Autumn night Xuan murmured to himself, with a firm look on his face. He stood up and followed Ye Qing's direction.

I have to say that Qiu yexuan is really Ye Qing's little fan sister. She is completely attracted by Ye Qing's talent and is determined to become Ye Qing's woman.

The way to get close to Ye Qing quickly is to become Ye Qing's Apprentice. Qiu yexuan knows a lot about this routine between men and women.

Behind Xuan in the autumn night, Zhao Wenguang clenched his fist, became furious and shouted, "Ye Qing, wait for me. I will beat you into a pig's head in the neizong qualifying one month later!"

Zhao Wenguang was furious. In the talent test competition of neizong, he lost completely to Ye Qing. What's more irritating is that even his girlfriend ran away with Ye Qing.

This is undoubtedly to sprinkle salt on Zhao Wenguang's wound and slap him in the face!

As a man, Zhao Wenguang can't bear it!

Ye Qing hasn't gone far. Hearing Zhao Wenguang's roar, he suddenly turns around.

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a dangerous meaning, like two cold electricity, which made Zhao Wenguang tremble all over.

"Zhao Wenguang, I don't think I have to wait for a month. Now I can beat you!"

With a sneer, Ye Qing stepped out and walked towards Zhao Wenguang. His every step contains great pressure. Obviously, it is only a weak life wheel realm, but it can bring great pressure to Zhao Wenguang.

"Ye Qing, if you want to fight with me now, try it. With your strength, it's just a mole ant in my eyes!"

Zhao Wenguang showed confidence on his face. His cultivation has reached the double realm of immortality, which has a huge advantage compared with Ye Qing, who has four life wheels.

Zhao Wenguang's only worry is Ye Qing's attainments in music. He is afraid that Ye Qing will sing those strange music in the process of fighting, which will make him lose his mind.

"Really? Since you can't wait, of course I'm willing to help you!" Ye Qing walked slowly, and the terrible sense of oppression spread in all directions.

"Ye Qing, your only advantage is the musician profession. If you don't sing, you're good for nothing in my eyes!" Zhao Wenguang continued.

Ye Qing walked slowly. Listening to Zhao Wenguang, he knew what Zhao Wenguang meant. It was obvious that he wanted to encourage him not to sing and not to use the musician's ability.

"What is singing? I have 10000 ways to beat you down!"

Ye Qing grinned. Singing is just a means for him. In fact, in the process of fighting, Ye Qing rarely sings. It's just a means of entertainment to adjust his life.

"Good! Smelly boy, I hope you don't break your promise!"

A cold smile appeared on Zhao Wenguang's face. When he spoke, his steps stepped out at a very fast speed, like a light rushing over.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wenguang raised his head to the sky and gave a roar. He showed his signature martial arts skills, light chasing magic fist!

The light chasing fist is worthy of its name. It blows out like chasing streamer. The speed is unimaginable.

In the void, a bright light flashed. The next moment, Zhao Wenguang's fist had been smashed. It was only one meter away from Ye Qing. It was difficult to dodge at such a close distance.

However, Ye Qing didn't intend to dodge at all. At the moment when Zhao Wenguang's light chasing fist came over, Ye Qing raised her arm and suddenly punched out!

Just fierce strength poured out, Ye Qing's fist shocked the world, the supreme overlord's divine fist, and he still held the strength stone in his hand.

In an instant, an irresistible force hit. Zhao Wenguang's face turned red, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his shoulder was dyed red.

After a short collision, the winner and loser have been divided. Zhao Wenguang's move is a unique move. He originally thought of a move and threw Ye Qinggan down.

However, the result was completely reversed. Ye Qing's strength was unimaginable. With one punch, Zhao Wenguang had no temper.

Zhao Wenguang's body was like a scarecrow, unable to fly in the air. His face was full of pain. Under Ye Qing's fierce punch, he was seriously injured.

With a "poof", Zhao Wenguang spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and his face became pale, like a piece of white paper.

"How could it be? You're just rubbish in the four circles of life!" Zhao Wenguang shouted.