My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Feeling the sudden sharp pain from his fist, Qin Shao's face suddenly turned green and white, and his five sense organs were painfully piled together.

"what--!!"

A scream erupted from his mouth.

He didn't care about face matters anymore.

She backed away sharply and escaped tens of meters before stopping, gritting her teeth and looking at Jiang Qingyu.

At this moment, his hand was almost a puddle of soft flesh, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't move it at all.

The whole temple is quiet.

Countless pairs of horrified gazes stayed on Qin Shao's severely injured palm.

The big words just now, as if following this moment of confrontation, all turned into slaps on their faces.

It hurts and it's loud.

"Senior brother Qin, unexpectedly... lost..." The person who shouted the loudest just now froze on the spot.

"Isn't Jiang Qingyu abolished already! Why now... even Senior Brother Qin, whose strength has skyrocketed, is no match for her!!"

"Impossible, impossible..."

"Senior Brother Qin is obviously so strong, why did she knock out Senior Brother Qin's hand with one move!"

Qin Shao's defeat, to these Emei disciples who regard him as their idol, can be regarded as a blow like an earth-shattering blow.

Even Lin Huo'er didn't expect that this cute and innocent girl with aura of aura would destroy Qin Shao, who was ranked in the top [-] among the young generation of Emei, with one strike.

"Okay, so strong." Lin Huo'er's eyes flashed with envy, "She's obviously very young."

"During this period of time, what exactly did she go through to transform from an abandoned disciple whose martial arts meridians were abolished by Emei to a supreme genius who crushes Qin Shao today."

Jiang Qingyu turned her head suddenly, as if she heard her sigh.

"Sister, I can be today because of Daddy Su!" Jiang Qingyu said with a smile.

Lin Huo'er was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Su Xing.

Suddenly, she felt that this side face became a little unfathomable, far better than the boy she knew in Nanzhou City back then.

Qin Shao endured the severe pain, and while Su Xing and others were talking, his body suddenly moved, and he fled in the opposite direction.

Jiang Qingyu did not expect such a trick.

He wanted to catch up, but Qin Shao used his secret treasure and fled extremely fast.

In a blink of an eye, it disappeared into the clouds.

"Hahahahahahaha!" Qin Shao grinned hysterically, "Just wait, I can't kill me today, but in the future, when I achieve great success, I want all of you..."

however.

His open mouth stopped suddenly.

Throat ho ho ho ho, can't say the second half of the cruel words.

At the end of his dying days, he looked down, and he didn't know when it started. His chest had already been burned through by a black flame strangely.

The heart disappeared without a trace.

boom!
Qin Shao escaped into the body of the cloud, and fell out of the cloud like a broken sack.

Heavy, fell to the ground.

No more sound.

Seeing this scene, the Emei disciples were suddenly silent and chilled all over.

Each one was shaking like chaff.

These Emei female disciples generally only learn martial arts, and those who have seen blood are always a minority.

Now seeing that Qin Shao, who had already fled, died strangely on the way, fear occupied their hearts.

"Jiang Qingyu has become so powerful..." Someone trembled and said in a low voice, "We can only wait for Master Jueming to deal with her!"

"Uncle Jueming is a master, Jiang Qingyu is at best a top-notch, she will definitely not be a match for Uncle Jueming!"

Her words finally calmed down the frightened Emei disciples.

The word "grand master" represents the supreme combat power.

No matter how powerful Jiang Qingyu is, as long as she doesn't become a Grandmaster for a day, she will be an ant in front of the Grandmaster.

All the Emei female disciples began to look forward to the arrival of Master Jueming.

"I, why am I a little uneasy." A timid round-faced female disciple huddled in the crowd and suddenly whispered, "The boy behind her always gives me a very unusual feeling."

Among the group of Emei female disciples, she is relatively kind-hearted.

The impression of Su Xing and Jiang Qingyu is not disgusting.

"Thinking too much." A short-haired senior sister who often bullied her on weekdays suddenly sneered, "You are as timid as a mouse, even an ordinary person would think it is unusual."

"People like you shouldn't be in Emei, shy and shameless!"

The round-faced junior sister didn't dare to speak back, she lowered her head and whispered, "I, I'm just an illusion."

"Heh." The short-haired senior sister pinched her face, and said sarcastically, "You are trying to build up other people's ambitions and destroy my prestige in Emei!! When Uncle Jueming comes, I must tell her what you said, When the time comes, just wait and be expelled from the mountain!"

"Jiang Qingyu dares to come to Emei with an ordinary concubine, and Master Jueming will definitely make them regret it later!" The other Emei female disciples spoke with cold eyes.

"Hmph, she's really mentally ill. Taking a dog is better than taking an ordinary boy!"

"I don't know if she underestimates us, Emei, or herself. Dogs can bite people anyway, so bring a badass face. I'm afraid that when we see our Uncle Jueming, we will be scared to pee on the spot!"

"Let's watch the show. We in Emei still lack a man who can wash the toilet. This little boy is just right."

Su Xing heard everything they said.

With a faint smile on his face, he looked at a figure gradually approaching from the horizon.

He is very familiar with the other party's breath.

Moreover, the other party's condition is obviously not recovered, and it seems a bit sluggish.

With that figure landing.

All Emei disciples in Lun Daochang surrounded him at once.

"I've seen Uncle Jueming!"

"Hello, Uncle Jueming!"

"Mr. Jueming, you are finally here, Jiang Qingyu...she's back! You just crippled Senior Brother Qin Shao's hand."

"Master Jueming must avenge Senior Brother Qin. This Emei abandoned disciple is so cruel that Senior Brother Qin died at her hands!"

Jueming Shitai's face was gloomy.

Jiang Qingyu was her abandoned apprentice, now that this abandoned apprentice came back, slapped Emei, and killed Qin Shao, this was undoubtedly a slap in the face of her Jueming teacher.

"This slut." A look of coldness flashed across Jueming Shitai's eyes, "I will kill her with my own hands to justify Emei's name!"

The surrounding Emei disciples became excited when they heard this.

The short-haired senior sister smiled happily, slapped the round-faced junior sister on the head, and said sarcastically, "Look at it, your so-called unusual little boy is about to be scared to pee by our Jueming senior. "

The round-faced junior sister bowed her head weakly, even though she still felt that Su Xing was unusual in her heart, she didn't dare to say it out.

Surrounded by a group of Emei disciples, Master Jueming saw Jiang Qing.

She was about to speak out of anger.

But when her eyes touched the face of the young man behind Jiang Qingyu who had given her nightmares for several days and had trouble sleeping and eating, she swallowed the words that were on her lips.

In Mrs. Jueming's mind, she couldn't help but recall the scene of that young man's god-killing tactics that almost killed him that day.

Suddenly, the back of her neck felt a little cold.

Cold sweat broke out.

Gudong.

When no one noticed, Jueming Master swallowed quietly.

Her face was slightly pale.

Jue Ming Shi Tai did not speak.

In order to strive for performance in front of the master, the short-haired senior sister left a good impression.

Then he stood up first, pointed at Su Xing and Jiang Qingyu and said loudly: "Bitch, you and your little boy are dead!!"

"Look, who is here!!"

As she spoke, she stepped aside.

Expose the Jueming Master behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the short-haired senior sister proudly said: "Our Jueming senior uncle is here! Hurry up and kneel down to meet your master!!"

"She's not." Jiang Qingyu said coldly.

"You do have some self-knowledge." The short-haired senior sister laughed mockingly, her tone full of sarcasm, "As an abandoned disciple of Emei, how can you call yourself a disciple of Master Jueming?"

"However..." She narrowed her eyes, relying on Master Jueming to be behind her, she became more and more arrogant, "Grandmaster is in front of you, you two bug-like things, now you don't give up your martial arts and kneel down to beg for mercy. There is no chance, the two of you won't be able to stand up for even a second when Master Uncle makes a move!"

"Really?" Su Xing looked at Master Jueming's face turning blue with a smile, "It's just the master, is it very powerful?"