Reincarnation of the Empress: My Brother Has the Appearance of a Great Emperor

But even so, with just a slap, Zhao Yuancheng was beaten down.

"Yuancheng!"

Song Zhan flew off the stage and helped Zhao Yuancheng up.

"What's the matter?" he asked in a low voice.

Zhao Yuancheng opened his mouth and widened his eyes, stunned in place.

"Go back to God!"

Song Zhan gave a light drink, finally pulling Zhao Yuancheng's mind back.

"Elder, I..."

"What the hell happened? What did that guy do to you?"

"I..." Zhao Yuancheng thought about it for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I don't know, I was talking just now, when I react..."

"waste!"

Song Zhan snorted coldly.

"You have a great fist, and you have the power of blood plus 680. There are few opponents at the same level in terms of combat power. Even if you look at the entire Western Desolate Continent, you can still rank first, and now you can't even lose. do not know!"

Zhao Yuancheng gritted his teeth and said, "It must be the person beside him who did something!"

"Who?"

"That woman is from the Shengguang Palace. She has been targeting me just now. She must have used some tricks secretly to make the Bai Yuezong's sneak attack succeed!"

Zhao Yuancheng couldn't figure out how he was attacked by Su Yun anyway.

And he didn't want to admit it.

You are a genius disciple of Guiyuanzong, how could you actually lose to a native of Zhongzhou?

It must be what the witch did!

"Shengguang Mansion?" Song Zhan asked slightly, "Could it be that they didn't want me, Guiyuanzong, to get involved in the secret realm of Qingming, so they did this?"

The more Song Zhan thought about it, the more likely it was.

Apart from this explanation, he couldn't think of the reason for Zhao Yuancheng's failure.

After all, Su Yun's slap just now, although very sudden, didn't seem too powerful.

"Shengguang Palace, very good... let's go!"

Song Zhan waved his hand to gather the disciples who fell from the ladder, and then walked outside the Shengguang Mansion.

In any case, they are no longer eligible to compete for the ladder.

If you stay here, you will only be humiliating yourself.

"Elder, they are gone."

On the side of Shengguang Academy, they also watched the people from Guiyuan Sect leave.

The elder waved his hand: "Don't worry about it."

After he finished speaking, there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Could it be that Song girl shot?"

In the Taixu Sect, Lu Zhengyang's face was serious, and he also looked at the two figures on the ladder.

He really saw that Su Yun made a move.

But that slap, no matter how powerful it is.

Ordinary supernatural powerhouses can definitely block it.

Even if Zhao Yuancheng's cultivation base was suppressed, how could he, who possessed the power of blood, be unable to stop him?

"Could it be, what did that woman do?"

On the ladder, Su Yun smiled lightly.

He was very precise just now, and with a simple slap, he incorporated the will of the saint, but instead suppressed Zhao Yuancheng, making him unable to respond in time.

To outsiders, it may be a slap in the face.

But only he knows that this slap is far from simple.

"Sure enough, with the blessing of Guifan's artistic conception, it is still possible to mobilize the artistic conception of the saints on this ladder, but unfortunately there is not enough time, otherwise this ladder will be mine."

Su Yun secretly shook his head.

But having said that, he didn't have the heart to study the will of the saint on the ladder.

Because, next, he will climb to the top of the ladder road and suppress the Quartet with his will!

"Young Master Su Yun's strength is amazing, it's really admirable."

Song Wenshu recovered from the shock and said with a chuckle.

"I've won the prize, I haven't asked the girl yet..."