Everyone in Yaochi Palace: "..."

A disciple of the Yaochi Palace girl who firmly believed that Nan Chennan would win, said: "This... who doesn't know that Yun Qingyu is black and cunning, it is possible that our young palace master is careless for a moment!"

Bai Shu: "Ha." Young Master Yun is a spiritual immortal. Even if he deliberately suppresses his cultivation, he still has the upper hand.

Moreover, she had never heard of when the young master of their Yaochi Palace won Yun Qingyu.

In the next competition, there was no suspense that Yun Qingyu had the upper hand. After Nan Chen's thirteen moves under her, Yun Qingyu was hit on the ring with a palm.

Seeing that the young master lost so completely, and remembering what they said before the fight, the disciples of Yaochi Palace only felt their faces burning and painful. This slap came too quickly.

The elders of Yaochi Palace looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

With their strength, it can be naturally seen that Yun Qingyu is in the realm of the Spirit Fairy, and it can also be seen that she suppressed her strength and Nan Chen's dark fight.

However, even though they have lived for nearly a thousand years, it is the first time they have seen such a monster person. Within three years, their cultivation level will be from nothing to something and then to the spiritual immortal, so how can they be soaring to heaven?

"Young Master Yun is really not going to make a sound, and it makes a big splash." The elder of Yaochi Palace stroked his beard and smiled. The old man seemed kind. But the disciples of Yaochi Palace knew that among all the elders, the most cruel and ruthless one was the elder who seemed kind.

Yun Qingxu said lightly: "The Great Elder has been too rewarded."

Nan Chen stood up secretly and looked at Yun Qingyu with a complicated expression: "Yun Qingyu, you won."

Yun Qingyun casually said: "Thank you, I haven't lost."

But the words said were very arrogant.

Nan Chenan: "...You are so crazy, do Feng Yu know?"

Yun Qingyun: "You know everything, do you think Feng Yu will know?"

In other words, where do you get the confidence that you know more about this young master than Feng Yu?

The elders of Yaochi Palace came to see Yun Qingyu and Nan Chennan competed with each other, so they were naturally to explore Yun Qingyu's reality, but this exploration really shocked them.

If they hadn't known that Ji Shang's strength was so terrifying, they might have wanted to kill Yun Qingyun because of her talent so outrageously. But now, knowing that Ji Shang was actually such an existence, they had only the desire to win over Penglai Palace and Yun Qingyun.

This is also why the elders did not object to Xiahou Ping's invitation to Yun Qingxue to the Peach Banquet.

"An'er." Nan Chen'an's father is also one of the elders of Yaochi Palace, and his authority ranks sixth, so he is also called the Sixth Elder.

"Father." Nan Chen secretly bowed to the Sixth Elder to show respect.

The Sixth Elder seemed to have something to say to Nan Chenan alone: ​​"Follow me."

The other elders and Xiahou Bing took Yun Qinghuan to the Peach Forest.

Xiahou Ping stood beside Yun Qingyun and sent her voice alone with her spiritual sense: "There are eleven elders in power in Yaochi Palace. Among them, the third elder, the fifth elder and the eighth elder are all firm young masters, the second elder, the seventh elder and the tenth elder all belong to the Saint Party because of their mother Nanyan."

"The remaining great elders, the fourth and sixth elders are neutral, while the ninth and eleventh elders are fence-bearing grasses that blow the wind."

Yun Qingyun touched her chin and responded with her spiritual sense, "If I remember correctly, the Seventh Elder and the Ninth Elder are both the sons of the Old Palace Master, your uncle."
Chapter completed!