sun song

Looking back at the arena, the people from Feihutang used palm-sized gears.With the help of internal force, it rotated at a high speed, forcing Tu Min to retreat.

gear? !

"All sects are attacking the Tianhuo Cult, and they were washed clean by blood the next day. I'm afraid they used this method." Fang Jinping was still drinking calmly.It really has nothing to do with me!But his thoughts coincided with mine.

With the Tianxing sect going on, all sects don't have to stick to the word 'friendly', and they have stepped up to challenge.However, Feihutang won several more games in a row, just hitting the stone with an egg.

After noon, a woman in Tsing Yi went up to challenge.Also bare-handed, she went up and reported herself as Sun Siqin, the twelfth disciple of Fengyun Villa. She couldn't see her face clearly, but she knew she was a beauty.It is reckoned that her weapon should be her blue long silk.

"There are three beauties, four masters and five sons in Jianghu, and there are quite a few here this time." Fang Jinping said.

What three beauties, four masters and five sons?What about counting?

Ning Jingxuan explained: "The three beauties are Chu Zhuangyan, the daughter of the leader of the Sun Moon Alliance, Yuzhu, the protector of Minghai Palace, and Sun Siqin, a disciple of Fengyun Villa."

I nodded: "I see!" These three are really different! "What about the four masters and the fifth son?"

"It turned out to be the four masters and the four sons. The four masters are Shen Changtong, the head of the Cymbidium sect, my father, the leader of the Tianhuo sect, Situ Xiang, the black wind hero, and Xue Jia, the master of the Minghai Palace. Although I don't want to admit it, he does have two tricks. .As for the fourth son, he is just handsome, so what's the use of being handsome?" Ning Jingxuan waved his hand and stopped talking.

"Who are those people?" I was still curious.

"It's Ouyang Feimo, the mysterious envoy of Minghai Palace, Chen Miaoxi, the chief protector, Qin Shiyu, the seventh disciple of Tianxing Sect, and Ning Jingxuan, the young master of Tianhuo Sect." Ning Jingxuan yawned and drank a cup of tea.

This guy boasted that he didn't change his face or his heart beat, that he was very strong!

After a while, he came to his senses again, and said: "As for the last one, it is quite controversial. Some people say that it should be classified as the three beauties and become three 'fours', and some people say that it is the fifth son."

He paused for a while, probably seeing that I didn't respond, and he said again: "Of course it's you, Brother Tianqing, this was added only recently."

I don't want to talk to him, can't I?

"One-third is in Minghai Palace, so it can be seen that Minghai Palace occupies more than half of the world!" I simply changed the subject.

Fang Jinping shook his head: "Minghai Palace has always been surprisingly calm, and earth-shattering when it makes a move. The methods are much more terrifying than that mysterious organization. But it is a bit too much to say that they occupy half of the Jianghu. They can rival it in the Jianghu There is also the Tianhuo Cult, and now there is another mysterious organization. As for the following, we can only hope for this contest!"

"Mr. Fang's words are wrong! Soon, this form will disappear." Ning Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and sipped his tea lightly.

"Master Ning is so confident!" Fang Jinping also laughed.

Ning Jingxuan said, "I have confidence in Brother Tianqing."

I was taken aback; "Me? What's none of my business?"

Ning Jingxuan smiled but said nothing, looked out the window: "Look."

Several gears with bald heads in golden clothes on the stage fired from all directions again, almost forcing Sun Siqin into a corner. At the critical moment, a teacup saved her.

The person who distributed the teacups—Xue Jia, the lord of Minghai Palace.

Sun Siqin took a look and quit automatically. Minghai Palace naturally became the challenger below, but it was Sheya who took the stage.

Sheya's weapon is a throwing knife.The so-called one thing descends one thing, the flywheel is indeed powerful, and it also integrates internal force, but She Ya's technique is extremely fast, and the speed of exerting internal force is also very fast, almost only the shadow of the hand is seen, but dozens of throwing knives have already been released!

The first few knives knocked down the flywheel respectively, and the last few knives almost stabbed the bald man in gold. The bald head couldn't dodge in time, his hand was cut open, and he stepped off the stage automatically.And Sheya still stood there without moving half a step!

After this field, all sects didn't even have the courage to play.

The sun was shining and there was no cloud in the sky.There was a lot of commotion just now, but now there is no sound.

The man in the blue shirt stood on the stage for about half a stick of incense, but no one dared to challenge him.

You know, after a stick of incense, the Palace of the Underworld wins!

"I'm here to challenge the Guardian of Minghai Palace." The voice sounded from afar.The visitor was dressed in a black robe, and his black beard and hair matched each other, hanging down very neatly.

With a long sword in hand, he leaped onto the stage.Clasping fists, self-reported source: "The double surname is Situ, and the single name is Xiang."

He was actually the black wind hero among the four masters!

The audience sighed for a while, and She Ya also took half a step back in shock.At this time, Xue Jia had already stepped onto the stage, and She Ya naturally stepped aside.

Xue Jia holds a rapier, the hilt is decorated with a jasper pendant, and the scabbard is still in Yuzhu's hand!

He stood gracefully and indifferently, and said, "Underworld Palace, Xue Jia."

Situ Xiang swung his sword until Xue Jia, Xue Jia spread out his hands, supported the sword with internal force and flew forward, just in time for Situ Xiang's sword tip to touch.

At this time, it is not swordsmanship, but internal strength!

Situ Xiang's sword emitted a gray light, while Xue Jia's surroundings and even the tip of the sword were filled with ice blue light!

The masked boy waved his hand, and the blue light rushed towards the yellow bird in the sky.

The bird was shot down and frozen all over.

The blond boy applauded: "Brother Xuelai is amazing! Why is your magic blue? Mine is white..."

The masked boy scratched his head and said in embarrassment, "I don't know either."

The blond boy lowered his head: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you lost your memory."

The masked boy took a deep breath, patted the blond boy's arm, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll hunt in the future, and Xue Xin will cook, okay?"

The blond boy nodded: "I will let brother Xuelai taste all the delicacies that he has never tasted before! We will always be good brothers!"

……

when did it happen?It seems to be only seven or eight years old.Could it be that Xue Jia and I were really brothers before?

Looking at the bottom, the internal energy of the two stalemate for a long time, Xue Jia's internal energy weakened.

Seeing that Situ Xiang was about to move forward, Xue Jia suddenly withdrew his internal strength, and leaped aside holding the sword in one hand, Situ Xiang jumped to nothing.It seems that it is not easy to hide, but Xue Jia dodged so easily!

Situ Xiang changed to a quick sword, and stabbed back!Xue Jia is also fast, almost no different from teleportation, there are still shadows in the air.He turned sharply down from mid-air, pointing the tip of his sword at Situ Xiang's blade, and while emitting a blue light, he pressed straight down.Situ Xiang pushed forward, but in the wrong direction, he lost the sword in his hand!

"choke!"

When the sword fell to the ground, Situ slapped his other hand.Xue Jia turned sideways in mid-air, and at the same time stood firm, faced Situ Xiangzhangfeng.

Situ Xiang used his other hand to strengthen his inner strength, but Xue Jia still dealt with it with one hand, and the other hand... caught the sword with his inner strength, and heaped it out!The sword itself turned forward sharply, even if it was so far away, it could feel a trace of cold air.

Situ withdrew his palm urgently, dodged the attack from below, and picked up the sword on the ground.

Xue Jia was still unhurried, holding the hilt of the sword backwards, and gently slashed across the upper part of the front, the blue light was like a flyover.Situ Xiang was just like Xue Jia, with his hands outstretched, the hilt of his sword facing his chest, the tip of the sword was moving forward, and the gray light became more intense.Gradually split into one black and one white, it is actually a gossip pattern!

Xue Jia jumped up, pointing his sword straight at the sky, stepping on the blue light bridge, and then pointing the sword forward, snowflakes fluttered wherever it passed!