Tianlong: Accept Xiao Feng as the adopted son at the beginning

Chapter 168 Chapter 167
Just like the long sword in Jian Jingjuan's hand before.

Originally extremely sharp water blade.

Was hit by the 'big Veda pestle' on the weak side.

It was immediately scattered by a strange shock force.

And Xuan Ji also avoided the crisis of breaking his arm.

Not only that.

Jian Jingjuan's sword finger.

Obviously, he was about to be no match for his mighty palm strength, which had condensed his whole life's skill.

Until then.

Hou Qingping who had already lost such a sharp weapon as the water blade.

And without the help of Jian Jingjuan.

How could it be the opponent of his two senior brothers.

So watch the next moment.

Their Shaolin Temple will regain a victory.

Even Xuan Bei who is ashamed.

He couldn't help showing a gleam of joy in his eyes.

But will things really go as they want?
Obviously Hou Qingping didn't think so.

I saw the moment when the water blade in his hand was scattered.

Immediately, he lifted the Xuanwu Yushui Jin and flicked on the broken water blade.

next moment.

Something amazing happened.

The water blade that was already broken.

In an instant, it turned into countless tiny broken water blades.

Then at a very fast speed.

Shoot towards the two monks Xuan Ji and Xuan Bei.

the whole scene.

Just like a goddess scattering flowers.

In an instant, the two monks were enveloped by the rain of flowers all over the sky.

at the same time.

Hou Qingping immediately took advantage of the gap between the two monks' response.

Turn around and stop Jian Jingjuan behind her.

Then leap back.

Pulled the distance between them.

"Sister Juan, prepare for that move."

Hou Qingping knew.

This is a move I made when I was in danger.

Obviously, it couldn't bring serious damage to the second monk.

So before the opponent finishes dealing with those broken water blades.

He has to deal with it.

And the voice just fell.

He immediately stroked his hand with luck.

A splash of blood gushed out immediately.

Blood is also water.

Now that there are no other sources of water.

Then use this instead.

at the same time.

Jian Jingjuan followed suit.

I saw the point of the sword in her hand.

Waves of scorching sword energy.

Immediately poured into the blood blade that was about to form.

And affected by the influx of sword energy.

The knife energy in the blood blade.

Immediately there was a violent conflict with it.

The blood blade that had already successfully condensed.

It also started to become unstable.

It was like boiling hot water.

But obviously Hou Qingping wanted this effect.

It was only at the moment before the collision of saber qi and sword qi was about to reach its apex.

He first nodded to Jian Jingjuan.

Then the two of them understood and increased the output of strength at the same time.

"Pong!"

I only heard a loud noise coming from the blood blade.

next moment.

The already boiling blood blade.

In an instant, it turned into a large piece of hot blood mist.

Under Hou Qingping's control.

Moved straight to the position of the second monk Xuanji.

And this moment.

The second monk had just dealt with the previous broken water blades.

In a blink of an eye, this big group of blood mist filled the air.

Then feel the hidden boundless heat.

And the sword aura hidden in it.

The pupils of the two couldn't help shrinking.

I didn't even think about breaking it up.

Instead, he chose to fly back immediately.

But unfortunately.

They were still a step behind.

The most recent part of the blood fog.

At this moment, it has already attacked their bodies.

And along with the hot room, there was a cutting pain.

The two monks couldn't help but let out a cry of pain one after another.

Immediately afterwards, he fell directly to the ground.

At this moment.

There was no hope for them to escape.

Seeing that they will be hit hard the next moment.

But right now.

The blood mist stopped strangely.

Even going backwards.

"Hmph! It seems our side won again this time!"

The blood mist parted.

Hou Qingping and Jian Jingjuan appeared in front of the two monks.

Obviously at the last minute.

They still showed mercy.

Otherwise, the blood mist would not stop there.

But Xuan Ji and Xuan Bei saw this.

They immediately looked at each other.

They both noticed the bitterness in each other's eyes.

But now their defeat has become a fact.

No matter how unwilling.

You can only choose to accept it.

"Amitabha, the two poor monks admit defeat."

Done.

Xuanji stood up with difficulty.

Then he and Xuan Bei turned around and walked towards the Shaolin Temple people's positions.

And looking at their extremely lonely backs.

Hou Qingping didn't feel sympathetic.

He just smiled at his wife next to him.

Then they walked together towards the location of the members of the Youminhui.

And with their couple's departure.

That weird blood mist.

It also slowly dissipated.

"I am not wrong, right?!"

Some martial arts people stared at everything in front of them in a daze.

Obviously the scene just now.

beyond his cognition.

Even in his eyes.

Can't help showing a trace of fear.

And like him.

among these people.

Obviously not in the minority.

After all, the strength of these people is not ranked high in the martial arts.

For those supernatural skills.

Know very little.

But now Hou Qingping and his wife have shown such a miraculous scene.

There was no room for them not to be shocked.

"No wonder some people said before that Master Xiao is a fairy who descended to earth."

"I didn't believe it before?"

"Looking at it now." "It seems to be true?!"

of course.

There were also people who looked at the members of the Youmin Society with fiery eyes.

My heart is full of envy and longing.

In other words, Xiao Wuwei is present and present.

Otherwise, these people would definitely rush forward and beg him to teach him the immortal method.

But anyway.

The battle between Hou Qingping and his wife against the two monks Xuanji and Xuanbei.

After today.

It is destined to be widely spread in martial arts.

And these people like to add oil and vinegar.

I don't know how exaggerated it will be in the future.

"Okay!"

"So it's not just a dead savage."

"Even you two have been taught such a powerful unique skill by Master Xiao!"

Hou Qingping and the two had just returned.

Zeng Kuang rushed to them immediately.

His eyes were full of envy.

And Hou Qingping saw this.

Just smiled and said:

"Your move 'Pojun' is also good."

"What's the difference?"

After Zeng Kuang heard it.

Immediately pretending to be unhappy, he continued:

"My trick was deduced by myself."

"It's not like you..."

Speaking of it.

He wanted to say something more.

But looking up, he seemed to see something.

stopped again.

"The poor monk Xuansheng has met all the benefactors of the Youmin Association."

I saw another monk of the Xuan family came forward.

His dharma name is Xuansheng.

The name in the martial arts.

Not exactly loud.

Of course, this is also related to factors such as the difference in strength between Xuannan and many others.

But at this moment, they saw that Shaolin Temple sent out such a 'low hand'.

It immediately attracted the attention of Zeng Kuang and others.

"Who are you going on?"

Looking at such a weak opponent.

Chang Geng, who was still competing with Yeluhang for the next chance to play.

Immediately, he seemed a little less interested.

And Yeluhan here.

Apparently the same as him.

But in the end, someone has to go out and fight.

finally.

He frowned.

Or prepare to step forward to deal with this cannon fodder.

But right now.

"Amitabha."

I only heard Xuansheng recite the Buddha's name first.

Then listen to him continue:
"Everyone, why don't we change the competition method next?"

(End of this chapter)