The story of the reborn leader's wife chase

"What a powerful flying knife!"

"Is Xiang Chenfei that good back then?"

"Finally, I have seen the power of the Xiang Family's Tianhe Pendant!"

"Is this really Xiang Junpeng's son? Why haven't I heard of such powerful martial arts before?"

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Dong Jiancheng's gaze changed from surprise to disbelief and then to resentment. He looked at the broken arm, his eyes were red, and he picked up the half-remained Vulcan staff on the ground with his left hand and rushed towards Lu Zili.

Lu Zili sneered, and the Nine-ring Knife of Ningshuang, which was still full of warm blood, was ready to go.

"Bangzhu Dong, the competition has already been divided, it's no fun to continue fighting, and the martial arts conference is not a place to provoke trouble." Liu Ye hurriedly came to the stage to stop Dong Jiancheng's impulsive actions, and said to Lu Zili: "The time for the martial arts competition is up." That's it, Young Master Xiang's attack is too heavy."

Lu Zili sneered, "I didn't know that Chief Dong was so ungrateful."

"You!" Dong Jiancheng's eyes were furious, and he wanted to rush up again, but the members of the Tongtian Gang had already come up under Liu Ye's signal and pulled Dong Jiancheng back.

"What kind of kung fu did he practice? His moves and internal skills are so sinister!" Bai Su looked at Lu Zili on the stage intently. Although Lu Zili's move was Tianhe drop, his internal skills were obviously mixed with several completely different types. There are Yin and Yang in the inner strength, and they are all extremely superior mental methods.

Xiao Muzhi's heart also sank. Although there was a large factor in Dong Chengcheng's underestimation of the enemy that allowed Lu Zili to win with one move, it is undeniable that Lu Zili's progress in the past month or so is simply amazing.He knew that Lu Zili practiced the Heavenly Demon Scroll, so he has been urging Lu Zili to practice Tianxin Jue for more than half a year, but Tianxin Jue is a gradual internal skill, and it is absolutely impossible for Lu Zili to make such progress in a short period of time. Lu Zili looked like he had already cultivated the Heavenly Demon Scroll quite a bit, and he was so eager for success that it would do him no good.

Zhonglifu's eyes were also fixed on Lu Zili, Xiao Muzhi was right, what Xiang Junpeng did had nothing to do with Lu Zili, but it was always a thorn in his heart.

After a short rest, the second round of competition began.

This round of tricks are all top experts.

The people in the audience hadn't turned their heads from the shock that Lu Zili brought just now, Xiao Muzhi and Ling Xiao had already stood on the stage. They both had the same tall and straight stature, and the same imposing manner, but one of them was black. One is dressed in white, the other has a black long sword in his hand, and the other has a shining blue sword in his hand.

"Look, the Pingyang Sword is about to face the Duopo Sword!"

"In the final analysis, is Pingyang Sword better, or Duopo Sword better?"

"It's really uncertain, but Xiao Rong lost to Ling Caizhi once nine years ago."

"That time Ling Caizhi didn't use Duopo Dao, and everyone said that Xiao Rong let Ling Caizhi for the sake of his fellow disciples."

"Really? Is there anyone else who has handed over the position of leader?"

"Whether he is true or not, you can see who is stronger by judging today's results."

The people in the audience stared at the people on the stage with their eyes wide open. Ling Xiao on the stage still had no expression, his long forehead hair covered his eyes, his lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of his lips drooped. The whole body exudes a kind of indifference that strangers should not get close to.

If it is said that Xiao Muzhi, who first entered the rivers and lakes five or six years ago, brought the strength of sunshine like the morning sun, and Mr. Fenglu symbolized the coldness and treachery like the dark night, then Ling Xiao and Duopo Dao both gave people a strong gloomy oppression feeling.

"Let's begin." Ling Xiao said.

"Please."

As soon as Xiao Muzhi's voice fell, Duopo Dao slashed down head-on. The knife was simple and straightforward, but the momentum was astonishing, as if it could break mountains and open up universes.

When that knife came down, not to mention Xiao Muzhi, even the people standing on Xiao Muzhi's side under the competition stage felt the fierce murderous aura.Everyone in the audience couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Duopo Dao's sword technique is ruthless and fierce, and Ling Xiao endowed him with a gloomy and fierce aura.

Xiao Muzhi fell backwards, turned to the side, and at the same time leveled the Yang sword to Ling Xiao's ribs.

Ling Xiao also made a beautiful turn to avoid the sharp edge of the sword, and at the same time blocked Pingyang sword's attack with the side of the sword.

The blade of Duopo Dao is less than one zhang, and the blade is about five inches wide, showing a slight arc.

When Pingyang Sword and Duopo Sword meet, the competition is internal strength.

Where the blade meets the blade, sparks burst out one after another, and the sleeves of both of them flew up.

Everyone in the audience became nervous, staring at the stage without blinking.

There was only one person who didn't care about the battle situation, and that was Lu Zili.Lu Zili was sitting far away, and there were so many people standing in front of him that he couldn't see what was going on on stage.He didn't seem to want to watch either, he took Xiang Ze from Shangguan Jing Sheng's arms, and concentrated on coaxing Xiang Ze to sleep.

Ling Xiao practiced Mu Xuecheng's Heart Sutra of Cold Soul since he was a child, and his inner strength was pure and profound. The two of them stood in a stalemate for half a stick of incense, with sweat dripping from their foreheads, and no one could beat the other.

Xiao Muzhi withdrew his inner strength, and at the same time Pingyang Sword also retreated, and then drew an arc in the air.

Ling Xiao's reaction was also very fast. With a turn of the blade, the blade flew and spun, leaving Ping Yangjian with no room to attack.

"it is good!"

"It's really good work!" The master made a move, the move was exquisite, and everyone in the audience clapped their hands and applauded.

"In terms of his saber skills, this Ling Xiao is indeed the best I've ever seen." Zhongli Fu said.

"The Duoshen Dao has indeed been used to the extreme in his hands. Not only does it have the domineering aura of the sword, but it also adds agility." Bai Su said.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them passed hundreds of tricks.The Pingyang sword is fast and strange, and its moves are unpredictable, while the moves of the Duosoul Dao are vicious and fierce, and the sword chases the soul.

The Duosoulao cut down again, but this time Xiao Muzhi didn't dodge to the side, but raised the Pingyang sword and stabbed Ling Xiao head-on.

"Young Master——" Amidst a burst of exclamation, Lu Zili's coaxing Xiang Ze was slowed down by half a beat. He raised his head, and through the gaps in the crowd, he saw that the Pingyang sword was only an inch away from Ling Xiao's throat. No, the soul-destroying knife was also pointed at Xiao Muzhi's chest.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the situation on the stage nervously.

"I lost, the Pingyang Sword is really well-deserved." Ling Xiao took back the soul-destroying sword without any wavering.

Xiao Muzhi also put the Pingyang Sword back into its scabbard, "Young Xia Ling will accept it."

Xiao Mu's victory.

When watching the two walk down from the stage, Bai Su suddenly had a strange idea in his heart, Xiao Muzhi and Ling Xiao are somewhat similar, and these similarities are very similar to Xiao Rong back then. .

The next match was Wen Lengxiang vs. Lu Zili.

Having seen Lu Zili's flying knife just now, everyone is looking forward to the competition between him and Wen Lengxiang this time, and there is no time to discuss the battle between Pingyang Sword and Soul Sword, and they will immediately throw themselves into the next competition .

"Master, Wen Lengxiang is no better than Dong Jiancheng. She is Le Xiaoweng's disciple, and her Peach Blossom Flying Snow has been famous in the world for a long time. You have to be more careful." Xiang Lei said to Lu Zili worriedly.

"Uncle Lei, don't worry, I'm sure."

On the other hand, Zhong Lifu was also very worried about Wen Lengxiang's condition. These days, Wen Lengxiang's health is very poor. When he fought against the head teacher of Qingshan Temple just now, he could see that Wen Lengxiang's moves were slower than usual. "Xiang Shang's throwing knife is fast and tricky, be careful."

"En." Wen Lengxiang gave Zhong Lifu a rare response.

Both Wen Lengxiang and Lu Zili stood on the stage.

It's snowing all over the sky, this is definitely a beautiful scenery, both of them are outstanding beauties, and they both carry a sick sense of fragmentation.

"Pavilion Master Wen, please." Lu Zili said.

Wen Lengxiang nodded her head lightly, and then, the white silk ribbon flew out of her sleeve.

The ribbon was very fast, stabbing like a sharp sword. If the person on the opposite side reacted a moment later, he would definitely be fatally hit by this seemingly soft ribbon.

Lu Zili's body also retreated quickly, and at the same time he struck out with a palm.

The ribbon stopped in mid-air, and the internal forces of the two resisted each other through the ribbon.

Wen Lengxiang was taken aback when he felt Lu Zili's internal force, this internal force was too similar to the feeling he had when he fought against Lan Yi in Jiuhua Pavilion, it was equally chilly to the bone.

The wind and snow blew up for a while, but the ribbon didn't move at all.

Wen Lengxiang has practiced martial arts in Izumozhai since he was a child, so his internal strength is much deeper and more stable than that of Lu Zili.Lu Zili also knew that he couldn't use his internal strength recklessly, so the flying knife in his sleeve slipped out immediately.

When a silver ray of light flew out from Lu Zili's sleeve, Wen Lengxiang immediately withdrew the ribbon, and while stepping back, used the ribbon to block the ring attack of Ningshuang Nine Ring Knife.

The white ribbons fluttered, and a little silver frost flew in the middle. Although the scene was extremely thrilling, it was also as beautiful as a painting.

When the Ningshuang Nine Rings Knife returned to Lu Zili's hand again, no blood was seen, but the ribbon was pierced a large part.

Although the ribbon was broken, Wen Lengxiang didn't hesitate for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, the white silk belt came towards Lu Zili like snowflakes.After the ribbon was broken, although the attack distance was shortened, it did not affect its flexibility and strength at all.

Lu Zili's lightness kung fu of lifting clouds and following the wind under his feet, flying high and low, as if he was swaying in the wind and snow, made people feel pity and love, and his figure was light and graceful.

At the same time as the Peach Blossom Flying Snow was being melted away, the Ningshuang Nine Ring Knife flew out of Lu Zili's sleeve again.

This time, Wen Lengxiang was very close to the Ningshuang Nine-ring Knife, and he didn't have so much time to dodge, so he could only take Ningshuang Nine-ring Knife next.

"Ah——" Wen Lengxiang snorted, and was about to use his internal force to restrain the Ningshuang Nine-ring Knife, but it turned a corner again, and the blade gleaming with silver light slashed sharply across Wen Lengxiang's palm .

"Lengxiang, how are you?" Zhong Lifu had already jumped onto the stage, grabbing Wen Lengxiang's hand to look at it.

Lu Zili put the flying knife back into his sleeve, took two steps closer and looked at Wen Lengxiang's cut palm, which bled a lot, but didn't hurt any tendons, this injury was actually nothing to Wen Lengxiang , but with Wen Lengxiang's current physical condition, it seemed a little serious.

Lu Zili knelt down and said in a voice that only the three people on the stage could hear: "I took advantage of Pavilion Master Wen in today's competition. Pavilion Master Wen is pregnant, so it's better to rest assured and raise the baby."

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It's already three o'clock in the middle of the night... I'm sorry to make it so late.