Chapter 776： Would you like to worship me as a teacher

on the ring.

The disparity in strength between the two was huge, Gong Jiu was crushed so much that he had no power to fight back, and the white and clean disciple uniform was covered with dust.

The wound that had not healed opened again, and the clothes were stained with bright red blood.

How can the body of a mortal be compared with that of a cultivator? The odds are already divided, this is a game without any suspense, Gong Jiu is like an ant who has been trampled on at will, as humble as dust.

Even though he was so scarred, he didn't let go of the peach wood sword in his hand and rushed towards Feng Luo with the sword in his hand, with determination in his eyes.

"..."

Under the stage, Yi Xuanji bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with unbearable anger, her throat was sore, and she couldn't utter a thousand words.

I want him to admit defeat, but I know that it is impossible with his pride.

It was extremely uncomfortable in my heart, and my thoughts were confused. I could only stare at the ring tightly, my lips trembling, and I prayed that he was safe.

"boom--"

Feng Luo defeated Gong Jiu again, but one refused to admit defeat and the other deliberately tortured.

He deliberately didn't kick off the ring, was crazy and abused, beat him unilaterally, and reached a stalemate for a while.

"Yo, weren't you crazy before, why can't you stand up now? Mortals are mortals, and you still want to compare with us immortal cultivators?"

Feng Luo stared at Gong Jiu condescendingly, stepped on the opponent's wrist, rubbed it hard, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was cruel and crazy.

"Cough cough cough..."

Gong Jiu lay on the cold ring, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood, covered with bruises and scars, trembling hands trying to get the peach wood sword.

He fell into the mud and was in a state of embarrassment.

With a frail and fragile mortal body, he tried to defeat the immortal cultivator in vain!

"..."

The sect master who was sitting in the first place frowned, and his eyes were filled with displeasure.

This person is too ruthless, not like a pure-hearted immortal cultivator, but like a demon cultivator, if this temperament has always been a big mistake sooner or later.

"Tsk, trash."

Feng Luo felt bored after playing for a while, and sarcastically wanted to kick someone down.

In vain, strong coercion came from all directions, and the persecuted people could hardly breathe.

Time and space seemed to be blocked, and the body could not move.

"presumptuous!"

The clear voice sounded, mixed with anger and arrogance that could not be ignored.

Dressed in white, he skipped the sky and landed firmly on the elders seat above. He walked to the empty chair and sat down.

The appearance is extremely beautiful, the temperament is indifferent, and the eyes are full of bone-corrupting chills, not angry and arrogant.

"..."

Dense sweat dripped from Feng Luo's forehead, his pupils widened, and the fear and anxiety in his heart were infinitely magnified.

Terrified, he wanted to escape, but his body seemed to be blocked and motionless.

Chu Yingying's figure flashed, and she appeared on the ring from the elder's seat, walking slowly towards the boy lying on the ground, embarrassed like a beggar.

When he stopped in front of Gong Jiu, he clearly felt the faint aura from Emperor Qi Xuan's body.

The high-ranking emperor of the God Realm will one day be so embarrassed?

My heart was choked up, annoyed, and complicated emotions filled my chest. I couldn't tell what it was like, and my vision became a little blurry.

"From today onwards, you are my only disciple, and no one dares to bully you, humiliate you, and bully you, are you willing?"

As soon as Chu Yingying's voice fell, the scene was dead silent, and countless people couldn't believe it.

Zhou Heng on the elder's table overturned the tea on the table and soaked a corner of his clothes.

Before everyone could stop it, they saw Chu Yingying stretched out her fair, tender-skinned hand regardless of his mess.

"..."

Gong Jiu didn't think deeply about the reason, but only knew that the cultivation base of the person in front of her was unfathomable, and the chance of worshipping her and becoming an immortal would be much higher.

That way... will it be possible to revive the mother?

"I would."

He ignored those jealous eyes and put on the flawless white jade hand.

The wind and clouds are rolling, and everyone has different thoughts.

"Card!"

Cheng Du's face was full of smiles, and the pleasant aura around him could not be restrained from radiating to the surroundings.

No one made a mistake in this scene, and all the acting skills are online!