Immemorial Pill Venerable

Chapter 939 is nothing to compare

"Mr...you..."

Su Ce was shocked, didn't t expect Qin Hao will reject himself, rejecting so simply.

The two got along for almost a year, and he was rejected by Qin Hao for the first time.

No matter how naughty before, the husband will tolerate him generously and teach him carefully.

But this time it is related to Su Ce's life...

"Go out and bring the door!"

Qin Hao suddenly complexion sank, with an unusually harsh tone.

"I'm disturbing Mr., Ce'er quit!"

A suffocating oppression force rushed toward him, Su Ce did not dare to stay, turned and left quickly.

After closing the door, his tears couldn't help streaming down.

With a light sigh, Su Ce smiled bitterly, sadly, and gradually fell into despair.

Even the only gentleman who is worthy of trust, refuses to help himself.

He is in Su Family and he is completely hopeless.

"Cer!"

Just as Su Ce left, Qin Hao's voice came through the door.

Su Ce's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he was overjoyed. Did the husband change his mind and want to help himself?

"Ce'er, your success or failure does not lie with me. In the future, don't pin your hopes on anyone. The way of powerhouse can only depend on yourself. Without enough courage and courage, I can't bear it. Don’t embark on this path for the pain that others cannot bear. It will only tarnish your original intention. All I can give you is the previous set of Sword Art. You have practiced for almost a year and haven’t practiced Sword Art well. "

To Su Ce's disappointment, Qin Hao didn't mean to help him.

"hehe!"

Su Ce smiled bitterly and turned to leave.

Flying Snow Sword Art?

Fuck it!

Too difficult!

Su Ce dare not call himself a peerless evildoer, but he also has a hard time specializing in Sword Art.

He discovered that the Flying Snow Sword taught by Qin Hao had many moves that were counter-intuitive. With normal swordsmanship, he couldn't perform that kind of action.

That's why it is so difficult to practice.

So Su Ce practiced for a whole year, but it has not been completely connected yet, and the time was wasted in vain.

Switching to other Sword Art, Su Ce dared to pat his chest to make sure that he was able to use it freely.

Mr's Flying Snow Sword is a joke at all!

In the room...

Qin Hao sits quietly and can feel Su Ce's disdain for himself when he leaves.

He did not explain.

No explanation is needed.

Because of the Emperor Wu's tournament, once Su Ce uses Feixue Sword Art, the formidable power will prove everything.

After all, it was an invincible Earth Grade Peak sword skill under Heavenly Rank.

The difficulty of the Flying Snow Sword is indeed quite large.

But if a fourteen-year-old child is used to peers, even if Sword Art is not proficient enough, the effect will be terrifying matchless.

Qin Hao admits that he is partial to Su Ce.

When anyone sees a down-and-out boy who has a similar experience to his own, he will feel sympathy.

However, Su Ce just wanted to reap without sowing and ask Qin Hao to help him ascend and defeat Su Wa. I will definitely not help.

Even if you help, at the very least, let me see the light on your body.

At least, you have to rely on your own ability to enter the junior group finalists.

"Su Ce, show your courage to prove that Qin Hao did not misunderstand me!"

Qin Hao flashed in his palm and gathered a purple-golden pill.

Excellent Saint Soul Pill!

Three were given to Ling Xiaoxue, Yang Kun and Mu Feiyu before, and there are currently seven left.

If Su Ce relies on his own ability to enter the siege, Qin Hao is willing to help him shedding body, exchanging bones, and fight for the champion of the junior group.

After all, in the youth group, there are also many sons of great princes and generals from Great Empire.

Those young masters who were born with excellence, all belong to super genius, some people are born with special bloodline and physique.

Just like at the beginning, Duan Zijue came to Fengli Palace and burned the Fengli Palace with fire. At that time Duan Zijue, just over twenty years old, was already Heavenly Saint powerhouse.

A few years back and said, at sixteen o'clock, at least it is a mortal sage.

So Su Ce's competition in the junior group must be quite fierce.

...

Unsurprisingly, ten days later, the Su Family landed in the closest city to the Imperial Capital in Daliao, and spent a lot of money to find a parking space.

Then, the Elder group led the flight, and it took another day for the crowd to finally arrive at the Imperial Capital.

Compared to the Luoshui imperial city, Daliao Imperial Capital is broader and more prosperous, and you can't see the slightest experience of war.

In the eyes are towering tall buildings, generally up to ten meters away, which are exceptionally spectacular and eye-catching.

Every street is crowded and crowded.

This is the largest event in the history of the sacred continent. Although the level of the game is not the highest level, it is enough to be recorded in history.

Such a huge lineup is just for one person...Xiao Han!

At this moment, the most marginal Inn of Imperial Capital!

The Su Family is here, looking at the simple, short, and dirty Inn in some places, Great Elder also expressed helplessness.

Su Family is not an exaggeration in the country of Yue, but it is just a small country under the jurisdiction of Northern Qi, just like the country of Jiang.

Once Su Family enters the Daliao imperial city, someone pops up on the street, maybe it is the Great Family Young Master of a certain big country, or the Young Master of which General's Residence, Even the prince and his like.

After all, this time the Emperor Wu tournament has attracted nearly half of the people with heads and faces in the continent.

With the capital of Su Residence, it is not easy to find an Inn.

"Honorary Elder grievance, Mr. grievance!"

Great Elder raised his hand to make a please gesture with embarrassment on his face.

The old monster's mouth curled: "This is the same as Temo Majiao, I find a tree branch to sleep, it is better than this!"

As soon as this word came out, Make Great Elder more blushed with shame.

Qin Hao laughed about this, took the initiative to step forward, and stepped into the Inn with Su Ce's support.

As soon as I walked in, a smell of stinky wine came to my face.

The scene was even more messy, and the noise shook the eardrums.

Obviously, the rich have all gone to luxury Inns, taverns and so on. They are all rough guys.

The rough guy doesn't pay attention to anything. It's normal to spit, urinate and urinate and so on.

"I want three rooms!"

Standing in front of Qin Hao is Young Master, who is famous for his expensive clothes, and several domestic servants are behind him.

From the look of the house servants’ clothes, and the aura they exude, they all have a cultivation base.

However, without waiting for the store to speak, another voice sounded from outside the door in advance: "The rest of the guest rooms, I have everything inclusive!"

Next, I saw A Martial Artist with a long knife stepped in. The man's long knife was full of gaps, and it was ugly like a tooth. And, when I came in, I fiercely squeezed the Great Elder of Su Residence.

When the Great Elder was squeezed by the opponent, he felt an overwhelming force, involuntarily retreating. If it weren't for being held by several other Elders, he would definitely be embarrassed.

"expert!"

Great Elder complexion greatly changed. Through this squeeze, it was judged that the opponent's cultivation base was far above him.

"What do you mean?"

The talented and luxurious Young Master turned around and glared at Martial Artist.

"This friend, we are from the Beiyan Empire, Datian Kingdom, and Fengyue City. This is the son of our City Lord, the Young City Lord of Fengyue City. We are here to participate in the Emperor Wu tournament. , I also hope that my friends will give me a face!"

A hard-dressed domestic servant pointed to the luxurious Young Master, and felt the long knife Martial Artist not to be trifled with, showing that the other party threatened the other party.

"Oh? He's a Young City Lord. Even if you are like you, you dare to overestimate one's capabilities to participate in the Emperor Wu tour? No need to compare, because you are dead!"

Pu chi!

A blade glow flashes past, fast, very fast.

No one saw how Martial Artist shot the Long Knife, but with a flash before his eyes, he found that the luxurious Young Master standing in front of the counter, together with the five servants behind him, were all sealed by a knife. Throat, collectively fell to the ground and died.