The villain sister became the white moonlight of the male protagonist

Chapter 162

Come, come, the long sword in Senior Brother Pei's hand moved——

The disciples present immediately became tense, not daring to blink, and stared closely at Pei Ye on the field.

It has long been heard that when the sect head recruited Pei Ye as his disciple, his tendons were damaged, and even his cultivation had regressed, and he didn't know how far he had regressed.
With such a low level of cultivation, only Senior Sister Miaomiao can look up to Senior Brother Pei Ye's skin.

If you let them choose, bah, it's not rare at all.

All the disciples suddenly felt so sour that their hearts were turning into lemons:

"Not to mention, Senior Brother Pei Ye is indeed worthy of the title of the most beautiful man of our Miaoshan School."

"What are you talking about, the most beautiful man in our sect is the master!"

". You boy, the head is not here, why are you flattering!?"

"Go and go, all of them are imposing on others, obviously we don't look bad!"

"Don't even talk about it, look quickly, Senior Sister Miaomiao is going to show off her power!"

Several whispers disappeared into the air in an instant, but Pei Ye's figure moved slightly, the whole person jumped up, his presumably clear fingers quickly slid across the blade, raised the long sword and went directly in the direction of Xu Miaomiao——

This was just a pure swordsmanship competition, thinking of Miao Miao, Pei Ye didn't dare to use the slightest bit of spiritual power, it could be said that he let the water out and let it go.

Anyway, the natal sword will not hurt the master's life.

But in the eyes of other disciples off the court, it was more like Pei Ye's cultivation base had seriously regressed, and there was no spiritual power in his body at all.

"Tsk, I thought how powerful he is, but it turns out that's nothing more than that."

"You don't need to look at it, it will definitely be Senior Sister Miaomiao who wins! Sure enough, Senior Sister Miaomiao is the goddess in my heart!"

A disciple triumphantly said to his fellow disciples next to him, but before he finished speaking, he heard a piercing sword cry, causing all the disciples in the field to be astonished.

But Xu Miaomiao raised his long sword to block it. As Pei Ye's natal sword, it naturally didn't dare to attack Pei Ye, but it was just a show.

The two natal swords are intertwined with each other, holding on tightly.

One advance and one retreat.

In this way, Xu Miaomiao quickly backed up as if she was powerless to resist, until she leaned against the edge of the field, her face was downcast, except for those eyes that looked at Pei Ye were amazingly bright——

"Little brother, this senior sister is really not your match, I"

Why don't you stop fighting?
"???"

The disciples were dumbfounded.

The fight has just started, and Senior Sister Miaomiao is about to admit defeat! ? ?
Are they blind, or the wind is too strong, and suddenly they can't hear clearly?
Just now the disciple who kept boasting that Xu Miaomiao would definitely win suddenly blushed, and pulled out his natal sword in vain, as if he wanted to go straight to the stage, but held back, he raised his voice and shouted: "Senior Sister Miaomiao, don't be afraid!" Come on, get rid of Senior Brother Pei Ye, I will be your Taoist partner!"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Miaomiao's calf softened and she almost knelt when she caught a glimpse of Pei Ye's cold eyes instantly!
This fellow wants to harm her! ! ! !
Pei Ye snorted coldly, glanced sharply at the disciple with his dark eyes, and quickly retracted the long sword, casually withdrawing the long sword, with an inexplicable sourness: "Senior Sister Miaomiao, you still have to ask the younger brother to do two tricks!" Woolen cloth."

The implication is that this competition is endless.

Xu Miaomiao: "."

It's easy for her, even a swordsmanship can make a sour taste.

Xu Miaomiao coughed softly, raised the long sword in her hand, and hummed calmly: "Let me go!"

As the opponent's two natal swords: "." trembling, not daring to move.

It's really too difficult to make a sword.

　ah ah ah ah ah I revised this chapter
　　
　
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