"The following is Xu Yuanxuan, who represented the ancestral hall of the patriarch, "What the hell is the ancestral hall on behalf of the ancestral hall."
However, a group of uncles and uncles above didn't say anything, and this person could only agree to this "unknown source" little bald man standing on the stage.
Xu Yuanxuan's opponent is Zeng Shushu, which is a character that Xu Yuanxuan likes more when he watches Zhu Xian.
"The wind returns to the peak, Zeng Shushu."
Xu Yuanxuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, why is this guy's name so bad "Ancestral Hall, Xu Yuanxuan, please advise."
Zeng Shushu smiled, threw out something, and exploded with a bang, filling the ring with smoke.
Xu Yuanxuan sneered, how can this kind of thing be possible for me Xu Yuanxuan saw that there were all kinds of well, the kind of pictures that Tang Bohu was best at, basically didn't have many clothes "This can have" Zeng Shushu's voice appeared, "Yes, I know as soon as I look at Brother Ren, we are fellow believers" Xu Yuanxuan nodded, "It is indeed a fellow practitioner, but I will not delay me to beat you" with just one punch, and Zeng Shushu was knocked out of the ring.
Zeng Shushu was not discouraged, "Brother Xu, let's discuss martial arts together when we have time" Zeng Shushu's father sighed, "No wonder this product has been in place for so many years, and it has not been recruited by the ancestral hall, and the mud can't support the wall." ” Uncle Zeng can often say this about his son, but others can't talk about it, but comforts him, "You see Tian Ling'er, haven't you been to the others, uh, and the two orphans in Caomiao Village."
There's no one else."
Uncle Zeng often didn't know why, but he always felt that his son was inferior to Tian Buyi's daughter I think that the ancestral hall of the patriarch prefers the disciples of Qingyun who are rooted in the miaohong, or those who are loyal to Qingyun, otherwise why has Cangsong never been to the ancestral hall Over the years, because of this incident, all the seventeenth generation disciples have begun to alienate Cangsong, in addition to the head Daoxuan, he also has some dealings with Cangsong, and even the other three members of the five-person group who once went deep into the wilderness with Cangsong have drawn a line with Cangsong, and Wan Jianyi can't meet him, so Cangsong has become the only one who has not changed his fate after Xu Yuanxuan's arrival.
"Senior sister Ling'er, come on" Here, Tian Ling'er and Qi Hao, who was supposed to be her husband, collided together, but this Tian Ling'er's heart is much higher than Tian Ling'er in Zhuxian, and she doesn't look down on Qi Hao, a pseudo-young man, a real uncle.
"Long Shoufeng, Qi Hao, Senior Sister Ling'er, please advise."
"Xiao Zhufeng, Tian Ling'er."
Nor does it speak of teaching This made Cang Song very unhappy, although he has now begun to plot to betray Qingyun, but to Qingyun itself, He has no hate, only love.
So he really hoped that his apprentices could carry forward the Longshou Peak lineage, and Qi Hao was despised by Tian Ling'er, which was naturally equivalent to slapping him in the face "Senior sister be careful, senior brother me" Before Qi Hao finished speaking, Tian Ling'er had already rushed over, and the two fought together in close quarters.
Xu Yuanxuan raised his eyebrows, this Qi Hao is really not an embroidered pillow, and he can compete with Tian Ling'er, who has already begun to formally cultivate the first sword of Qingyun Swordsmanship.
Qingyun swordsmanship does not have any sword moves, every sword is actually a kind of kendo realm, and the characteristic of the first sword is fast Tian Ling'er's sword could still be seen clearly at first, but later it turned out to be a white expanse, as if a wall was pressing against Qi Hao.
Qi Hao didn't pay attention, and Tian Ling'er had already put the sword on his neck.
"Tian Ling'er wins" Cangsong's face turned pale, and his fists were clenched.
He was sure that this was a stunt passed down by the Qingye Patriarch back then, Tian Ling'er, a disciple of Dazhu Peak, could learn it, why didn't he let his disciples of Longshou Peak also learn Dao Xuan You suppress me now, it's too late Xu Yuanxuan nodded, Tian Ling'er's performance was acceptable.
Under Wan Xian'er's ring here, there were more onlookers.
Even Cang Song, looking at Wan Xian'er, had some pampering in his eyes.
Wan Xian'er, the child of Shuiyue again, this is the last mark of that person left in the world "Senior sister, come on" Wan Xian'er is the senior sister of the eighteenth generation of disciples, but she is still only fourteen or fifteen years old, of course, her actual age is much older than this Well, the author seems to feel a chill.
In fact, when Wan Xian'er joined Qingyun, it wasn't that no one else was earlier than her, but those were all men, so it was not wrong to say that Wan Xian'er was called a senior sister.
Wan Xian'er caused a sensation as soon as she appeared, not only because she was a senior sister, but also because she was very mysterious, and everyone only knew that her mother was Shui Yue (Shui Yue was not a monk, so she was not a master}, but they didn't know who her father was.
What's even more amazing is that Shui Yue gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and no one has ever pursued this matter.
This sense of mystery also increased her popularity, and she had never participated in the Seven Veins Martial Arts, and all the disciples were looking forward to seeing how high the martial arts of the legendary senior sister were Wan Xian'er's opponent was Lin Jingyu, and this kid was standing there with a bitter face, quite at a loss.
Originally, he thought that he would at least be able to reach the quarterfinals, but he met Wan Xian'er in the preliminary round, which was really unfavorable.
"Senior sister, please let go" Lin Jingyu was often beaten by Wan Xian'er, of course he knew that there was such a big gap between himself and this senior sister, and he was still practicing the second sword, which was already very magical. end Tian Ling'er started more than ten years earlier than him, and he was still practicing the first sword.
However, I am afraid that Wan Xian'er is already practicing the third sword.
It is almost similar to the Flying Phoenix Palm, and with each additional sword, the power is doubled.
"Don't talk nonsense, I can't release the water, I want to fight with the little bald man at the top of the Forbidden City" In front of the public, Wan Xian'er also saved some face for Xu Yuanxuan, and didn't call him a little bald, only a little bald.
Lin Jingyu pulled the corners of his mouth, "The competition between you monsters, we mortals still don't participate, I will give up" Just as he wanted to abstain, Wan Xian'er had already stabbed him with a sword.
"I'm just trying to warm up, you want to be beautiful if you abstain from power" Wan Xian'er can still speak loudly, but Lin Jingyu no longer has the ability to speak, so he makes a judgment.
But in the eyes of experts like Tian Buyi, the eyes that looked at Lin Jingyu were all eager, "This son's future is limitless" "Is there an Aoba Patriarch, God bless Qingyun" Whether it was Dao Xuan, or Cangsong, Tian Buyi, and Shui Yue, these seventeenth generation disciples were all excited.
Wan Xian'er is certainly amazing, but she is actually more than a hundred years old, but her cultivation is profound, so she still looks like a little girl.
But this Lin Jingyu is different, he has really only been on the mountain for more than ten years Xu Yuanxuan couldn't help nodding, "This baby, hard food is required." ” It seems that in Zhu Xian's original work, Lin Jingyu began to tend to be ordinary, or because the people he taught were not good enough.
Xu Yuanxuan narcissistically thought that at least he was more than ten thousand swords A certain stinky and shameless person seems to have forgotten that this Lin Jingyu was still taught by Wan Jianyi, and he has nothing to do with him.
Lin Jingyu struggled to support more than 70 moves, only to hear Wan Xian'er smile and say, "After the warm-up, you can go down for me" A sword slashed, yes, it was chopped, as if the sword was a knife.
Generally speaking, it is not appropriate to chop with a sword, it is suitable for stabbing, cutting, picking, and other skillful movements, but it is not suitable for chopping this kind of action, and there is a feeling of not being able to use strength.
But Wan Xian'er just cut it down, Lin Jingyu hurriedly took a fight, and his mouth was numb, and when he looked at it again, his hand was already empty.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior sister, you can even use the heavy sword technique of the third sword, why are you still comparing with me for a long time?"
Wan Xian'er stuck out her tongue, which made Lin Jingyu's eyes hot for a while.
Wan Xian'er said, "Of course it's a warm-up, didn't I already tell you just now?"
Lin Jingyu was defeated, he knew that he was not only defeated, but also lost the power to pursue Wan Xian'er.
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Because Wan Xian'er didn't care about the image in front of him from beginning to end, if Wan Xian'er had a little bit of meaning to him, I'm afraid he wouldn't be so unscrupulous.
"What's going on with the little bald man?"
"Xu Yuan Xuansheng" "Well, don't worry about him."
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