Mrs. Fox is too serious!

After the contest between Mu Shang and Lan Yiyou was over, Jiang Xundao and Hongying walked around the ring for a few times, and met many people with extremely high cultivation levels. Most of these people Jiang Xundao didn't know, but they were Hongying seemed to know everyone, and she introduced it clearly with Jiang Xundao, and even knew their martial arts' magical weapons very clearly. .

This inevitably made Jiang Xundao a little admired. Hongying only said that before the Dao Discussion Conference, the master introduced to her many outstanding disciples in the last Dao Discussion Conference, so she knew so clearly.

Jiang Xundao didn't suspect anything, and it wasn't long before it was her turn to compete. The one she was competing with was the inexplicable young man she met with senior sister Lan in Linhai Town last time, Leng Yunkang, the young master of Miaoshou Sect. .

Originally, there were only [-] people competing today, but Jiang Xundao insisted on participating, so Leng Yunkang, who had already been defeated, got her favor and had a chance to compete for the leader of the Dao Discussion Conference.

The last time Jiang Xundao defeated Zhang Tianxiang, many people remembered this little Taoist nun who was born in Yunqing Palace, and wanted to see if this young Taoist nun who stood out and had never even heard of a sect would be able to win this time like last time. To win.

So the number of people crowded under the ring gradually increased. Jiang Xundao and Hongying stood together. The competition hadn't started yet, and she hadn't stood on the ring either.

Hongying looked around for a week, and there was almost a sea of ​​people under the arena, many of whom they had seen on the arena just now, she tugged at the hem of Jiang Xundao's clothes, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, so There are many people, are you afraid?"

"There is nothing to be afraid of." Jiang Xundao shook his head calmly. The last time he competed with Zhang Tianxiang, there were many people standing under the ring. Although there were not as many as this time, it was just that there were more people watching However, it was herself who was competing, and her fighting spirit would naturally not be affected by them.

Just as Jiang Xundao lowered his head and was talking to Hongying, a person suddenly crowded behind them and walked straight up to Jiang Xundao.

Jiang Xundao only felt that someone touched her waist lightly, and she quickly reached out to touch the talisman bag at her waist. Sure enough, the talisman bag was gone, and she looked up in surprise.

The person standing in front of him was really Leng Yunkang who had met her once. The one that Leng Yunkang threw away was Jiang Xundao's talisman. He looked at Jiang Xundao with a smile on his face. : "Little nun, do you still remember me?"

"Naturally I remember you little thief, please return my talisman to me." Jiang Xundao frowned, and reached out to grab his talisman. Why is this man so rascal, he stole her last time Fu Nang, if he still dares to make such a joke in public this time, he is not afraid that his father will teach him a lesson.

Leng Yunkang didn't intend to make her angry, he just played around, then threw the talisman into her hand, and said with a smile: "You like the thunder talisman I gave you last time."

Jiang Xundao took back the talisman bag, tied it tightly around his waist, and his face softened a little. In her opinion, this Mr. Leng was just a bit naughty, and he was not a bad person at all, she asked doubtfully. He said, "Did you draw the Thunder Talisman that day?"

Leng Yunkang frowned, and said with a smile: "Of course, if you like it, please beg me, I can give you a few more."

Standing by the side, Hongying looked Leng Yunkang up and down, then leaned into her ear and whispered, "Jiang Xundao, is this person who is going to compete with you today?"

"How do you know?" Jiang Xundao was a little surprised.

Hongying curled her lips, and from the corner of her eyes, she signaled her to look at Leng Yunkang's waist: "Look at his waist, idiot."

Jiang Xundao followed her eyes and saw the inconspicuous part of the black and purple belt around Leng Yunkang's waist, embroidered with a small wonderful word with gold thread. .

Leng Yunkang saw that they were looking at him non-stop, so he burst into a smile, and leaned towards Hongying: "Little nun, this lovely girl is your fellow student."

Leng Yunkang approached suddenly, Hongying ducked back keenly, frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you so rude?"

"She's my friend." Jiang Xundao gently pulled Hongying, protected her behind him and frowned at Leng Yunkang: "Don't tease her."

Leng Yunkang shrank back, he smiled softly and said: "What did I tease her for, I was just curious, the girls next to you, little Taoist nun, are all beautiful."

Hongying obviously had a bad impression of the idle Leng Yunkang, she pulled Jiang Xundao away from Leng Yunkang, raised her chin and said to Leng Yunkang: "The competition is about to start, don't try to get close to her, She won't show mercy to you."

Leng Yunkang smiled helplessly, he stood with his hands behind his back, squinted his lips and blinked at Jiang Xundao, and said, "Little nun, look at me, I'm so weak, I'm going to be in the ring soon, you must be right I'm showing mercy."

Before Jiang Xundao could answer, a low and displeased voice came from behind them.

"Kang'er, what are you doing here? The competition is about to start, so I haven't prepared yet."

The voice was somewhat familiar. Jiang Xundao turned his head to look. Behind them stood a middle-aged man in black and purple clothes and a gold crown. He was staring at Leng Yun with a tense face covered with dark clouds. Kang.

Jiang Xundao quickly recognized that this person was Leng Yunkang's father, Leng Yuntian, head of Miaoshou Sect, who was the one who slapped Leng Yunkang hard in the eyes of everyone in Linhai Town.

Leng Yuntian felt oppressed and uncomfortable by Jiang Xundao, Jiang Xundao took two steps back unconsciously, Hongying stood beside her and did not speak, but glanced at Leng Yuntian out of the corner of her eye.

When Leng Yunkang saw his father coming, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant. He quickly glanced at Jiang Xundao, twitched the corner of his lips forcefully, showing a helpless smile, then lowered his head in silence. He walked away silently and never spoke again.

Seeing Leng Yuntian appearing, Jiang Xundao felt a little pity for Leng Yuntian. Although she didn't know who her parents were since she was a child and grew up with her master, the master always loved her and never beat or scolded her, let alone be like her. With Leng Yuntian like this, even teaching her son a lesson would be merciless. If she didn't know, she would have thought the two of them were enemies.

The competition was about to start soon, and Jiang Xundao happened to pass by Leng Yuntian and his son before stepping into the ring. When she lowered her head and walked past, Leng Yuntian was standing in front of Leng Yunkang. The hand beside her was tightly clenched into a fist.

That cold threatening voice gently floated into Jiang Xundao's ears: "If you lose this time like last time, you'll see how I can beat you to death when I go back."

Jiang Xundao couldn't help trembling, looking back, Leng Yunkang still kept his head down and said nothing, Leng Yuntian looked at him with a bit of disgust in his eyes and scolded: "What are you still standing here for, and don't roll up. "

Leng Yunkang walked away silently, and when he walked to Jiang Xundao's side, he breathed a sigh of relief, then turned his head to look at Jiang Xundao, suddenly a gentle smile appeared on his face, and then he winked at her. blinked.

They stepped onto the ring one after the other, and stood facing each other in the center of the ring under the eyes of everyone.

The senior sister of Tianqinmen stood at the edge of the ring and looked around, then raised her hand and said loudly: "Everyone, don't make noise, the second competition in Qianzitai today, the No. Let's start the competition against Leng Yunkang, the No.20 master of the Dao Discussion Conference."

There was silence in the arena.

Jiang Xundao held the long sword in his hand, took a deep breath, looked up at Leng Yunkang and said in a deep voice, "Please enlighten me."

But Leng Yunkang still had such a hippie smile on his face, he smiled and stood with his hands behind his back: "It's really boring to do something so serious."

Seeing that his hands were empty, Jiang Xundao frowned slightly and asked, "This is a competition, don't you want to sacrifice a magic weapon?"

Leng Yunkang smiled and shook his head: "You don't have to worry about me, just come."

"Then, Senior Brother Leng, be careful." Jiang Xundao felt a little helpless, this was the first time she had seen such a chic and composed person in the ring.

The single-edged sword in his hand exuded a faint purple light. With a wave of Jiang Xundao's long sword, his body swept away, and he appeared beside Leng Yunkang in an instant, with the sharp blade slashing from Leng Yunkang's waist. cut away.

But Leng Yunkang just stood there quietly, and he didn't see any aura showing on his body, but when Jiang Xundao moved, his eyes turned to one side, and they happened to meet Jiang Xundao's area. With somewhat cold and sharp eyes.

Before the blade approached, the sword energy transformed from spiritual energy cut through the clothes around Leng Yunkang's waist. The ear-piercing sound of the cloth being cut surprised Jiang Xundao. , but her figure was a little unstable due to the fast attack speed, so she rolled on the ring with all her strength, and stopped on the edge of the ring in embarrassment.

Jiang Xundao knelt on the ground and gently inserted his long sword into the arena. After a few minutes, she raised her head and looked at Leng Yunkang, very surprised and angry: "You are crazy, don't you want to court death?"

Leng Yunkang, who was about to be chopped off by Jiang Xundao just now, was not at all panicked. With a chuckle on his face, he shrugged and said, "I let you win, and I don't want to compete."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Xundao quickly looked up. Sure enough, Leng Yuntian, who was under the ring, clenched his teeth, staring at Leng Yunkang with a bit of fierce anger in his eyes.

If it wasn't for Leng Yunkang on the ring, Jiang Xundao had no doubt that Leng Yuntian would rush over, and slap Leng Yunkang hard on the face like last time.

Jiang Xundao felt helpless, so she wanted to have a good competition, but she met Leng Yunkang who was so passive and idle. Although she had some pity, she still stood up and stood with her sword pointed at Leng Yunkang, and then Concentrating his spiritual energy, he stabbed at Leng Yunkang fiercely.

But Leng Yunkang still didn't dodge, and when the tip of his sword was about to stab Leng Yunkang, Jiang Xundao swung the tip of his sword and brushed past him, then gently pushed his wrist on Leng Yunkang's shoulder, letting him Take two steps back.

The people in the arena couldn't see what was going on, so they thought it was Leng Yunkang who sideways to avoid Jiang Xundao's blow.

Jiang Xundao said quickly in a low voice, "Even if you don't want to win, you should at least make a show of it. Your father is watching from below."

"Since you begged me so much, then I'll play with you? At least let you win for a while." Leng Yunkang grinned, he nodded, and lightly grabbed his waist with his hand, a blue light In a flash, a snake-shaped soft sword appeared in his hand.

What do you mean by begging him? Jiang Xundao wanted to roll his eyes at Leng Yunkang at this moment. This person really didn't know what to do. He was obviously helping him.

Jiang Xundao stood up and patted the dust off his body, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. She turned sideways to look intently, and her eyes happened to meet Lan Yiyou who was standing under the ring.

Lan Yiyou stood with hands behind his back, standing not far away from Yin Li, staring at Jiang Xundao intently, with those deep and dark eyes, staring at her intently, when the four eyes met, Lan Yiyou smiled softly , the smile on her fair face was extraordinarily glamorous and moving.

When Senior Sister Lan came, Jiang Xundao was taken aback, and she raised the corners of her lips, smiled at Lan Yiyou, and suddenly felt at ease.

Just as Jiang Xundao was staring at Lan Yiyou blankly, Lan Yiyou's expression suddenly changed, and she looked behind Jiang Xundao with a condensed expression and a bit of coldness.

Almost at the same time, Jiang Xundao felt the oppressive sense of spiritual energy coming from behind her suddenly. She smelled a hint of danger, turned around quickly, and blocked the long sword in her hand.

With a smile on Leng Yunkang's face, the snake-shaped soft sword in his hand stabbed straight at Jiang Xundao's shoulder. Jiang Xundao's sword clearly blocked the attack of the soft sword, but the soft sword lightly When it lightly bumped into the blade of Jiang Xundao's spirit sword, it suddenly deflected, and the blade was like a flexible poisonous snake, quickly entangled Jiang Xundao's sword.

Jiang Xundao said inwardly, the sword in her hand was entangled to death by Leng Yunkang's blade, the tip of the soft sword pointed at her shoulder, and the cyan aura spreading from the tip of the sword was constantly eroding the aura on her body. The purple spiritual energy of the body shield pierced her body shield in a short while, and the soft sword wrapped around the sword was like a living poisonous snake, curled up tightly, constantly oppressing the prey, and the sharp tip of the sword slammed She stabbed in the shoulder.

There was a sharp pain in her shoulder, but Jiang Xundao also found an opportunity. When Leng Yunkang's soft sword kept trying to penetrate into the wound on her shoulder, he turned his hand lightly, and the touch of the blade The sound was extremely ear-piercing. Jiang Xundao spun the long sword around with all his strength, leaving a little gap. Jiang Xundao took advantage of this opportunity to release the restraint, and the long sword moved forward with the blade facing Leng Yunkang's face was slashed away fiercely.

As soon as Leng Yunkang retracted the soft sword, the sharp tip of the sword was pulled out from Jiang Xundao's shoulder, and blood gushed out instantly. The soft sword in his hand, which was almost twisted into a twist, quickly returned to its upright position, and he blocked Jiang Xundao. Dao the long sword that was about to cut into her face, quickly backed away, and quickly swung away a few steps away.

Jiang Xundao had a severe pain in her shoulder. She covered her shoulder with a pale face, and looked up at Leng Yunkang in disbelief.

This person just looked like he wouldn't fight back at all, but why did he suddenly attack her while she was distracted? It was really insidious.

"Little nun, I'm teaching you, not only can't be soft-hearted in the ring, but also be careful of those who smile at each other." Leng Yunkang still had a smiling face. He raised his sword and looked at the bright red on the sword tip. With a slight smile, he gently wiped away the blood with his white fingertips.

Although it looked like Leng Yunkang's sword had only pierced Jiang Xundao's shoulder for a few points, the sword energy almost pierced through the bones, and the glaring blood hole on her shoulder was continuously bleeding out.

Jiang Xundao looked at Leng Yunkang with a pale face. She gritted her teeth and could only utter one word: "You..."

Leng Yunkang shrugged, glanced at the bloody wound on Jiang Xundao's shoulder, and smiled more happily: "You can't be kind or merciful when you are against others. If you have never been taught, then I will Teach you for them."