Not only that, but her skin, which was as white as jade, was flushed red at this time, and those who saw it were startling.
And those eyes, bloodshot and red.
But even so, she still stood indifferently, with a straight back and straight legs, without a trace of bending.
"Hmph, so far, you still haven't knelt down, Su Zian, you have raised a good girl!" Li Yaoxiang's eyes were even colder, and he was very unhappy.
Su Zi'an was anxious, and he shouted at Su Luo, "Don't get down on your knees!"
Su Luo's forehead was covered with sweat, but her expression remained the same. Her voice was cold but strong: "It's not like surrendering to any evil force, it's the way in my heart!"
The Tao is there, the heart is tough, and the cultivation base can go a thousand miles in a day.
Cultivation not only cultivates the body, but also has a strong heart.
Li Yaoxiang sneered at the stubborn stinky girl in front of him.
Being able to maintain a body that does not kneel under his coercion is really a bit arrogant. However, he hated such arrogance the most.
A murderous intent flashed in Li Yaoxiang's eyes, and the coercion of the strong man became more and more intense, with Su Luo as the center, spreading to the entire hall.
Under the tyrannical pressure, Su Zian's legs shook, and it seemed that he would fall to his knees in the next instant. Taking advantage of Li Yaoxiang's inattentiveness, he moved back step by step, gradually moving away from the center of air pressure.
Su Jingyu didn't have the strength of his father, he only heard a bang, and he knelt down on his knees all the way.
Originally, a strong person like Li Yaoxiang should have the dignity of a strong person, and should not have the same knowledge as a younger generation like Su Luo.
But a narrow-minded person like Li Yaoxiang really cannot be reasoned with common sense.
Su Jingyu was kneeling, and Su Zian was about to kneel, but the stinky girl in front of her was still standing upright, which was an unforgivable sin for Li Yaoxiang.
He felt that his mighty majesty was offended.
Suddenly, Li Yaoxiang waved his hand and released the last two points of power!
For a time, the air in the hall suddenly condensed.
"Bang—" Su Zian, who finally retreated a short distance, couldn't stand anymore, and fell to his knees.
Li Yaoxiang's mouth curled into a sneer.
Her father has already knelt down, how could the stinky girl not kneel
However, to his surprise, this stinky girl was still standing upright.
The floor under her feet had long been shattered, and her feet had sunk into the ground for a full foot, but even so, she still did not bend her back, let alone fall to her knees.
Li Yaoxiang's face instantly became very ugly.
Although Su Luo remained unyielding, only she knew how much she was suffering at this time.
The cold sweat on his forehead condensed into beads and rolled down.
The eyeballs were red and seemed to burst in the next moment.
The skin, which was as white as jade, was like a cracked spider web at this time, and a little blood was oozing out, making it unbearable to look at.
The spiritual energy in Su Luo's body was running wildly.
The more she resists, the more she understands the gap between herself and the real powerhouse, and the more she understands that every level is an insurmountable gap.
Originally, Su Luo had calculated that she had a 10% chance of resisting, but now she helplessly understood that she didn't even have a 50% chance of winning.
The eighth-order Li Yaoxiang is too powerful, and she is definitely not able to resist it now.
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A trace of unease flashed in Su Luo's heart. A string of sweat hung on her forehead and flowed into her eyes. The prickly eyes hurt, but she didn't blink.
Smelly girl, really stubborn! Li Yaoxiang snorted coldly, it seemed that she wouldn't bow her head if she didn't give her some good looks.