Holy Son is so arrogant

Chapter 11 You want to shit on my head?

next day
With the scorching sun hanging high, Su Ping took an early leave with his master.

Because today is destined to be an unusual day.

"None of them came?"

Su Ping sat in front of the hall, tired of waiting, and said to the old man beside him.

"None came." The old man nodded bitterly.

These old guys, who have been self-proclaimed in the source of God for countless years, have long since lost their energy, so they are very respectful to Su Ping.

After all, no matter what, Su Ping is also Jiang Taixu's disciple, with a very high seniority.

But those Taoists are different, they are still young, all of them are arrogant and look down on anyone.

Before Su Ping failed to completely subdue them with force, they could only maintain superficial respect at best.

As for the fluffy words of not doing anything, just wanting these Daozi to bow their heads and rush to see them, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

"How did you notify?" Su Ping was not surprised at all.

"According to your instructions, the original words were notified, and no pressure was exerted during the period." Gu Shan said truthfully.

Su Ping yawned, a little casually, "Then how did they refuse?"

"I'm retreating, and I'll definitely visit when I'm free in the future." Gu Shan sighed and blurted out the original words.

From Gu Shan's point of view, what Su Ping did was indeed inappropriate.

He could see that Su Ping was establishing his prestige.

But too anxious.

Also too stupid.

In this world where the jungle preys on the weak, one's own strength has not reached a certain level, and only relying on amazing visions cannot deter other peerless arrogance.

At least for now, it is impossible to convince those young Taoists in the sect who are arrogant and think that they are expected to become emperors.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

Once the initial prestige has not been established, it will be much more difficult to establish it in the future.

"Are they really retreating?" Su Ping had already got up, tilted his neck, and asked expressionlessly.

"How is it possible, except for Nangongtian, the others are only in the four-pole secret realm, and they are still far from entering the dragon bone secret realm, so they are not qualified to retreat." Gu Shan rolled his eyes.

Retreat is something that can only be accessed after transforming into a dragon.

In addition to breaking through the realm on weekdays, even if the low-level monks want to retreat, they can't find a way, at most they just practice cross-legged.

A cold light flashed in Su Ping's eyes, "That is to say, they gave the most perfunctory excuse?"

"Almost." Gu Shan nodded helplessly.

He really didn't understand why Jiang Shengong would agree to this obviously absurd matter?
Not only did he not refuse, but he was looking forward to it?
Does Shengong really believe in Su Ping so much?

"Do you need me to teach them a lesson?" Gu Shan suggested.

Although he, an old fellow, made a move, it was easy to leave everyone with the image of a holy son who would only work for tigers and overwhelm others with power.

But things have come to this point, and if there is no way to save it, the prestige of the Holy Son may be completely lost.

You don't even need to announce it to the whole world, and you are the first to become a joke.

Not only will Su Ping lose his prestige, Fuyao Sect will also make a big joke in the world!
"It's not necessary, I can do it myself."

With one step, Su Ping's momentum suddenly increased several times, holding the gentleman's sword in his hand, looking towards the place where Daozi lived, and said silently.

His expression was indifferent, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"A group of waste wood with only six to seven million catties of strength when they burst out at full strength, I really don't know what they can be proud of."

Su Ping held a sword flower, and he was as graceful as a god in the sky.

"It's time to teach them to be human."

After saying that, he quietly crushed the Juli experience card.

Immediately, the arrogance was like a rainbow, and an extremely powerful coercion suddenly formed, expanding wildly in all directions.

"This..." Gu Shan's eyes on Su Ping changed, his face was full of shock, a little unbelievable.

"The qi and blood of the Holy Son instantly became stronger several times!"

"how can that be?!"

"His aura is definitely just the second heaven of the Taoist Palace, yes, but why is there such an amazing blood?"

"Is it because of the invincibility method? Or is it because of the Celestial Emperor Body?"

"Perhaps both are possible!"

The lost Gu Shan became excited again, his face flushed red.

At this moment, Su Ping is extremely powerful, enough to have the strength to compete with other Taoists!

It turned out that Su Ping didn't say any big things at all!
He really has this strength!

It's just that what surprised Gu Shan was still behind.

Su Ping didn't directly step on Jiaolong.

Instead, he took out a stardust from his bosom.

Gu Shan is a person who knows the goods, and knows that this is the carrier for recording the invincible law.

But what did he mean by taking out this stardust at this time?
Are you going to sharpen your guns before the battle?

This made Gu Shan dumbfounded.

Su Ping has strength, but he was only an outer disciple after all, and he still knew too little about cultivation, so he acted a little arrogant.

As the most powerful method in the world, the invincible method requires a generation of Tianjiao to spend a lifetime of energy to study it.

With such a short gap, whether the name can be read from the carrier is another matter.

However, after just a few breaths.

Su Ping took Xingchen back into his arms with a solemn expression.

The long sword at the waist was drawn out, and the colorful spiritual power was like a gust of wind, gathering on the blade.

With a flick.

Booming and trembling, endless tyranny swept across in all directions.

Heaven and earth horror.

The power is so strong that it can cut down the sun, the moon and the stars.

"Is this Star Swinging Strike?" Su Ping took back the Junzi Sword, with a passable expression on his face.

"This..." Gu Shan was dumbfounded, his Dao heart almost collapsed.

Although it's just a half way of learning the invincible method, it's far from being an introduction, but this is too fast, right?
Gu Shan took the lead in hiding his figure, which was rare, and didn't want to see Su Ping again.

Because he was afraid of being provoked again.

Murong Manor is the residence of Taoist Murong Yun.

The scale is huge. It is said that the Murong family behind Murong Yun paid a lot of money to be able to build this manor in Fuyao Sect.

The manor is noble and elegant, which is very suitable for the identity of Murong Yun Daozi.

At the back of the manor is a welcoming pavilion, surrounded by hills, and the Ling River swims, with a pleasant scenery.

At this moment, the five Taoists of Fuyao Sect are all gathered here.

"It's really ridiculous, a lucky person from the outer sect who was lucky enough to awaken the Eucharist actually thinks of himself as the Son of God." Murong Yun sneered while holding a folding fan.

"Let him dry first, and kill his vigor." Dao Ziteng and Ren Bo said with disdain.

"After a while, let us challenge him one by one. Doesn't he claim to be a natural emperor? Then let us break his heart of becoming an emperor!"

Dao Ziyuexi raised his eyebrows slightly, stroking the pipa, and a pleasant sound of the pipa echoed in the Shengsheng Pavilion.

"Nangongtian's realm is higher than mine, we can't help him, but a little guy who just barely reached the second level of Dao Palace, isn't he at our mercy?"

"It's fine if he keeps a low profile. He has great potential. We don't need to offend him, but we didn't expect that we would not offend him. Instead, he would cause trouble for us and want to shit on us!"

"Also told me to go to see you! See you, my God, he even used the word 'me'!"

Taoist Li Rudao sneered, "I really don't know how many catties I have!"

The others burst out laughing.

In this way, the five Taoists formed a short-term alliance in a few words.

"Oh? How much do I have? I don't seem to know this."

There was a soft voice in the distance.

Although the timbre is extremely beautiful and the tone is extremely gentle, the coldness in the words is infinite.

Several Daozi heard the voice, their minds moved slightly, and they looked not far away, only to see a person slowly stepping down in the sky above the clouds.

The man was wearing a white embroidered robe and a jade crown on his head. He had an unmistakable aura, with fluttering skirts and a long sword in his hand. He came from the sky again.

It makes people feel like a peerless celestial being descending from the earth, as if walking out of a picture scroll.

"Su Ping?!"

They recognized Su Ping, and each of them frowned slightly, because they were keenly aware of the powerful blood in Su Ping's body.

Not much weaker than them.

But how is this possible?

Didn't he barely break through to the second heaven of the Dao Palace this morning?

At this moment, the turbulent Qi and blood in his body will catch up with them who are in the secret realm of four extremes!
"It was you just now." Su Ping landed on the ground, pointing the tip of his sword at Li Rudao, and said with a kind smile, "I want to know how many catties and taels this Holy Son weighs?"

"Yes! It's me!"

Li Rudao snorted coldly. Su Ping's attitude made him very unhappy. Although he couldn't understand why Su Ping's vitality was so high, he still couldn't compare to him!
Even far worse!
"Very well, let's make a move. My son will give you one hand." Su Ping said lightly, putting his left hand behind his back.

"Insult yourself!" Li Rudao said coldly, leaving everyone alone.

He was very unhappy, and couldn't understand Su Ping's appearance very much.

He has decided to teach the arrogant Son in front of him a good lesson.

(End of this chapter)