The Days in Central Plains

Chapter 137: Seven wars (two)

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If the average person encounters a white tiger, they may not wait for a fight, and if she is seduced by her, their strength will be greatly reduced. The Shaolin faction sent the elder Yuantong, but he was clever.

Liu Qingfeng looked at Baihu with a look, and muttered, isn't it true that this girl is a white tiger. Although the voice was small, Bai Hu heard him, his right hand raised, and a cold light came, and Liu Qingfeng's face was completely scared.

Seeing him unable to dodge, I quickly resisted with the dagger in his sleeve, ding and ding, it turned out to be three silver needles, shining coldly. If he shoots, Liu Qingfeng may be half-lived if he doesn't die. If so, my arm is also faintly sour, such a small silver needle, but not small. This female martial arts is also between the first and second ranks.

Liu Qingfeng said, I remember that Xiaosheng Jianghu said that there are only a dozen masters of the first rank in the world, how does it feel that the second rank is everywhere, and there are as many as a dog. There are a lot of shallow water, big brothers everywhere.

I smiled, Xiaosheng Jianghu is simply a media whose purpose is to make money. The master list, ranking list, and wealth list are all gimmicks, and plainly it is to satisfy the people's curiosity.

For example, in the wealth list, the real wealth of the Ming Dynasty was privately cultivated with the royal family, court, princes and nobles. As the saying goes, relying on the big tree is a good way to take advantage of the cool. Our Central Plains Escort is actually one of the many methods used by the princelings to accumulate wealth. , These talents can be regarded as a truly rich and adversary country. They will not be foolish to participate in any ranking list. As for the so-called wealth list, they are nothing more than talk and jokes after a meal.

Yuantong is not very young, in his twenties or thirties. He is a master of Shaolin Yuanzi generation at such a young age. He is indeed rare.

Yuantong is carrying two sticks behind her back, her voice is a little honest, female benefactor, I use the Shaolin Sect Fuhu Luohan stick, please enlighten me. After that, throw a stick on the ground, hold the other stick in his hand, stand firm on both feet, motionless as a mountain.

Bai Hu's eyes were gleaming, he looked at Yuantong, and said with a chuckle, it doesn't matter, I've seen a stick bigger than yours. If you have any tricks, you don't need to be polite. The color of the peach blossoms on the face, the language with the meaning of playfulness.

The two stood in a stalemate for a moment, and Bai Hu asked, why don't you make a stick? Yuantong shook his head. The brother said that he can't beat a woman.

Bai Hujiao laughed and rose up into the sky, using a trick to bloom, with two scimitars in his hand, one left and the other right, and he attacked Yuantong. Yuantong picked the stick horizontally to avoid the knife, and then pushed the white tiger back horizontally with both arms, one move and one move, with its own wind and thunder. Passed away said that Yuantong has the power of dragons and tigers.

Sure enough, the white tiger changed the number of paths. The two-way machete made it like a fish and a dragon, and the pace was light.

Yuantong had the right mind, and the two changed their tactics. After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Bai Hu couldn't get the slightest bargain.

I said on the sidelines, if this goes on, Bai Hu is taking a light and strange path, and I am afraid that he won't be able to get anything cheap against Shaolin's authentic martial arts.

After thirty strokes, Bai Hu's expression became more solemn, and when he was repelled by Yuantong, he threw a scimitar away.

Bai Hu muttered a word, purple light appeared on his body, and there was a human next to him. This is the spirit of Shura!

Purple light surrounded the white tiger, and saw that if there was a Shura body behind her, her face was hideous, and in an instant, the scimitar shone with purple light. White Tiger stepped on the lotus flower and attacked Yuantong.

Standing round and solemn, he said a Buddha's name, Amitabha. When the scimitar entered the range of Yuantong's long stick, Yuantong yelled and started!

Seeing Yuantong rushed into the purple light, the long stick and the machete struck each other, and the surrounding wind suddenly rose, and sand and rocks splashed. The white tiger's scimitar was stuck by the long stick and could not be pulled out.

Bai Hu refused to abandon his sword and couldn't get away. If he was not an opponent in the competition, Yuantong made a jaw-dropping action by all the heroes in the court when he was trying to break free.

Everyone laughed in an uproar, and Yuantong stood in the room and smiled honestly at everyone. Bai Hu touched Yuantong's bald head and said softly: Great monk, I can't beat you, so I surrender, okay

Yuantong put down the white tiger, and then Baihu withdrew the scimitar, Shi Ran stepped back, before going to the martial arts field, looking back and smiling, Yuantong's face turned red.

The Demon Sect was one to two behind. In the fourth game, the Central Plains Wulin sent Xuan Yue, the disciple of the Qingling Daoist of the Qingcheng School. The demon sect sent Dongling Qinglong.

Liu Qingfeng said, for such an important martial arts competition, why don't these head teachers go out in person

I secretly smiled in my heart, at such a moment, there is no reason for a leader to act in person. Don't you know that the higher the martial arts, the higher the martial arts, the more cherish the feathers, and finally get some status in the arena, how can they easily make a move? If the ship overturned in the gutter accidentally, the entire martial art face was left untouched.

When you encounter this kind of competition, you can send a master at the door. If you win, you will have a good face. If you lose, it will mean that your subordinates are not good at learning. After you go back, you can clean up them, and it will not have a big impact on the whole school. Unless Murong Baiyun's conflict over Qinglingzi's interests in the morning, others can't do it for him, or he is named by a master with similar martial arts, if he should not fight, it will damage his reputation, then he will fight.

Some first-time masters, such as the peach wood sword god Zhao Ritian, became famous at the time. It was the twelve masters of the Hengshan faction who even picked up the twelve masters of the Hengshan faction to fight against Zhang Yuheng, the head of the Hengshan faction. The fame of the first generation was ruined, and the position of the head was replaced by the younger brother, and Zhao Ritian's reputation was achieved.

As soon as Xuan Yue came on the field, she just drew her sword, like a dragon's might, full of domineering, Qing Lingzi nodded, obviously very satisfied. Xuan Yue looked at Qinglong, without any fear, opened her mouth and said, I want to borrow something from you.

Qinglong's body in black, coldly said, what

Xuan Yue said proudly, I would like to use your head to use it.

Liu Qingfeng was surprised, why is this line so familiar? I said that in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao once said this when he killed the grain officer. Liu Qingfeng nodded, domineering, kind! I smiled, and it’s not difficult to borrow some, but it’s not always the case.

Qinglong Road, why don't you give it to you? The long sword of the blue dragon is like a dragon, and the sword light in the sky is like a peacock on the screen, approaching the blue dragon. Qinglong backed back again and again, and when it reached the corner, there was no way to go back. Xuan Yuejian attacked, but the Azure Dragon was nowhere to be seen.

A beam of blood spurted out, and Xuan Yue's head flew out several feet away. Qing Lingzi said angrily, the evil thief dare to do so! After saying this, Fei appeared on the scene, holding Xuan Yue up and crying bitterly.

Liu Qingfeng said that this Daoist Chief was more distressed than his own son when he died, and there was a way of being on the side. This Xuanyue was the illegitimate son of Daoist Chief Qingling.

Qinglong said coldly: In this sentence, Cao Cao said, the food officer is dead, and Cao Cao has accomplished a great deal. Jing Ke also said that Fan Yuqi is dead, and Jing Ke is also dead.

Qing Lingzi always came to mourn his son, his eyes were raging, and he stood up and wanted to seek revenge from Qinglong. Han Kuo said, in the event of martial arts, the sword has no eyes, and death and injury are inevitable. Could it be that your Central Plains martial arts are just saying one thing and doing one thing

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Murong Baiyun's mouth. He took a step forward, and said: Dao Qingling, please take the overall situation first!

His own Qingcheng sent his disciples to step forward, pick up the head, and take Xuan Yue's body away.

Teak didn't know when he leaned forward and said: I have a good way to get the head back for the noble son.

Qing Lingzi's face was overjoyed, so the sage said, could my son be saved

Teak shook his head. Of course it was dead. I won't get back to life. All I did was handiwork.

The teak was kicked out by Qing Lingzi.