Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 171 Martial Arts Leader ([-])
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A little cold light came to kill him.

The deer sticker was terrified, a wave of icy zhenqi gushed out from his body, swaying the little dragon girl back, and immediately he stepped out, with strands of white frost faintly visible on his left palm.

—— Xuanming Divine Palm.

There was a stabbing sound of "choke--", Xiao Longnv's horizontal sword blocked the palm, and the fine steel long sword was immediately covered with frost, and it was still rushing towards her hands.

Luzhangke showed a ruthless expression, and forced her to retreat down the stage with more force, holding the long sword tightly with his left hand, making her unable to pull away.

"drink!!"

Xiao Longnv scolded coquettishly.He stopped suddenly, jumped into the air like a swallow, and immediately kicked Luzhangke on the back, trying to kick him off the stage, but he grunted, but his face showed a look of success, he Both feet took root, and the floor was cracked inch by inch, but she didn't fall off the stage, instead, because of her high internal strength, she sent Xiao Longnv flying.

"Little beauty, you stepped on me so comfortably~"

Deer Zhangke had a lewd smile on his face, jumped up abruptly, followed closely behind, and grabbed Xiao Longnu with his big hands.

There is no place in the air to make use of urgent and difficult moves, but Xiao Longnv has the wit and wisdom, from her sleeves sprang out a pure white satin, like two little white dragons entangled with each other, twisting towards the deer sticker.

Lu Zhangke saw that Xiao Longnv used such means to break the stone pillars before, if it hits a person, then there is no need to say what it feels like, he dare not do it lightly, he hastily waved his antlers and short lengths to resist.

"Whoo~"

Xiao Longnu was panting slightly, her face that was originally as pale as the moon was now stained red due to physical exertion, making it even more beautiful.

Lu Zhangke's eyes were vicious, so he could see how badly she was slipping, and the lewd smile on her face couldn't stop overflowing.

Long Peng watched from afar, his sword eyebrows were furrowed, and he murmured, "You can't beat him without a sword and Jade Bee Needle, just admit defeat."

Xiao Longnv pursed her lips stubbornly, her eyes were firm, she saw the white silk fluttering on the stage, bringing with it a strong wind, coming from all directions, attacking the deer stick guest, dazzled him, but he couldn't think of a way to break it Come.

"Um……"

Long Peng looked at this scene with some surprise, and chuckled, and saw that the white silk on the stage unknowingly surrounded the Luzhangke, but he didn't notice it because of his vision problem.

He Biweng, who had been watching all the time, looked at it and immediately shouted, "Brother, be careful!!"

Unfortunately, one step too late!
Xiao Longnu tightened the white silk suddenly, and the deer stick guest was immediately wrapped into a rice dumpling, he was startled, but he reacted quickly, immediately activated his internal force, trying to shatter the silk belt and break free.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

Countless white silks fluttered in the sky, as if there was a heavy snowfall.

Deer Zhangke was full of anger, he raised his eyes to stare at the panting little dragon girl, grabbed the antlers in his palm and was about to kill.

"you lose!"

Xie Feng held the dog-beating gang and stood in front of him.

"I'll lose whatever, you start it for me!!"

Lu Zhangke was furious, he raised his hand and wanted to push Xie Feng away, and it was at this time that he realized that he had stepped off Qunying Terrace, his eyes were gloomy, and he was very dissatisfied, just as he was about to say something, he heard a clear voice .

"Mr. Lu, if you lose this game, you will lose. It's no big deal. You can step back."

Hearing this, Lu Zhangke gritted his teeth unwillingly, then bowed his head and said, "Yes."

Seeing this scene, Xie Feng became more and more curious about Zhao Min who was dressed as a nobleman.

Zhao Min glanced at him, smiled softly, and said calmly, "Master Xie, can we continue?"

"This……"

Xie Feng opened his mouth, raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Longnu with a hesitant expression.

"Master Xie, there are so many people waiting, why don't you say something?" Zhao Min chased after him.

"This one……"

Xie Feng hesitated, still unable to make up his mind.

The corners of Zhao Min's lips curled into a smile, but he ignored it, "Mr. He, go up."

"Yes."

Crane Biweng nodded slightly, jumped onto the stage lightly, looked at Xiao Longnv from afar, and said with a smile, "Little girl, do you go down by yourself, or will the old man beat you down?"

Xiao Longnv pursed her lips, pulled out the long steel sword stuck on the ground, and just as she was about to speak, a hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "Stop fighting, let's go rest later."

'Who are you? '

Xiao Longnv asked in her heart, but unfortunately Long Peng doesn't know the "mind-reading technique", so he doesn't know.

"Sister..."

"I surrender."

Xiao Longnv calmly dropped this sentence, turned around and left, but He Biweng did not expect it.

He originally thought that Xiao Longnu would continue to persevere.

Zhao Min smiled, stood up and said lazily, "I don't know if there is another sect that wants to be the leader of the martial arts?"

"Just come up, but... you have to follow the rules you set, and compete on behalf of the master."

Qunhao was speechless for a while, only thinking that the little boy and the two old bastards on the stage were so shameless.

Half of his body is about to sink into the ground, and he still comes to bully the younger generation
Qunhao said no mercy at all, and began to greet their eighteenth generation ancestors.

For a while, no one came to power, or no one could meet the harsh conditions.

Zhao Min smiled triumphantly, "Even so, the position of the leader of the martial arts..."

"Wait a moment!!"

Seeing the pale-faced Huang Rong walking out of the inner hall with Guo Fu's careful support, she asked coldly, "Young master, where are the masters of these two 'elders'?"

Huang Rong bit heavily on the word "elder", plainly ridiculing these two people for being shameless and bullying the younger generation.

"Guangzhu Huang means that as long as Mr. Baishang shows up, the position of the leader of the martial arts can be given to him?"

With Huang Rong's wisdom, although he would not fall into such a simple trap, he kept a calm smile on his face, and said slowly, "The position of the leader of the martial arts is still to be discussed. Prove that what you said is true."

"Otherwise, anyone who comes here casually will say that he has a master's inheritance and wants to compete in martial arts, then the competition will not be finished until next year."

"Oh~"

Zhao Min smiled sweetly, nodded and said, "Boss Huang is right."

"Mr. Hundred Loss, please show up."

Behind Zhao Min, a tall and thin man in black robe took two steps forward, unbuttoned the hood on his face, revealing an old face, and a head of snow-white silver hair, except for a pair of eyes glowing coldly. In addition, he looked lifeless and lack of energy.

"Old way, [-] losses."

Baishang Daoist's expression was flat, with a stick of floating dust stuck in his waist, and his black as ink Taoist robe was particularly eye-catching in the daytime. He looked around, and Qunhao felt like a gust of cold wind was blowing, and his skin was covered with goose bumps. Don't dare to take it lightly.

Huang Rong's face froze slightly, she never thought that there really was such a person, she thought it was made up by "Xuanming Erlao", but now she is a bit stuck.

"I don't know if Lao Dao can take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

"Rong'er."

At this time, Guo Jing, who had been watching for a long time, couldn't sit still anymore. He walked up to Huang Rong and said softly, "Let me do it."

Zhao Min didn't want to give him a chance, glanced at Huo Dou who was lying on the stretcher, frowned, feeling unreliable, and said, "Maybe Guo has forgotten that this martial arts competition is for a master, so I have to use my own martial arts Martial arts, your master has so many, how can you tell the difference?"

Guo Jing's honest face didn't show any emotion at all, he said in a deep voice, "Guo can make a poisonous oath and only use the martial arts of the beggar gang!"

"Oh? Hero Guo is serious?"

Zhao Min licked the corners of his lips with a lilac tongue, and his eyes looked a little seductive.

"really."

"So, Guo Daxia can't use the internal strength cultivated by other martial arts?"

Guo Jing's face froze slightly. His internal strength was based on the "Quanzhen Daoge" and the "Nine Yin Manual".

If he can't use it, then at least [-]% of his strength must be cut, so there is no need to fight, just admit defeat.

Just when Guo Jing was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, he heard loud laughter.

"What kind of competition on behalf of a master, what kind of two wins in three rounds, messy, I, Yang Xiao, don't recognize it..."

A middle-aged man in a white robe jumped into the courtyard with his hands behind his back and landed on a red maple tree. Then I have to ask first, I, Yang Xiao!"

As soon as he appeared, some big factions in the field, such as the Emei faction, couldn't sit still, and looked at Yang Xiao with extreme hatred.

Back then when Yang Dingtian was in charge of Mingjiao, he acted very arrogantly and had many enemies.

Although the Ming Cult has retreated to the West, it is still a confidant of the major sects in the Central Plains.

Zhao Min frowned, not knowing what Yang Xiao wanted to do with his sudden appearance, and said coldly, "Yang Zuoshi, what do you mean by that?"

"Means nothing……"

Yang Xiao's expression was indifferent, "It's just that Yang feels that the position of the leader of the martial arts should be reserved for those who are capable. These gaudy and messy things are useless."

"Whoever wants to be the leader of the martial arts depends on whose fists are hard!!"

Zhao Min's eyes became gloomy, and she was very disgusted with this shit-stirring stick that suddenly appeared. She didn't answer immediately, but gave Huang Rong and the others a cold look, wondering when Mingjiao hooked up with them .

She, like Huang Rong, is a very intelligent person, so she can see it naturally.

It looked like Yang Xiao was here to make trouble, but actually he was here to rescue Huang Rong and the others.

Huang Rong also looked at Yang Xiao suspiciously, not knowing what his intentions were, but at least she didn't have to be pressed by Zhao Min any more.

"Although Yang Zuoshi's remarks are biased, they are also reasonable. If one wants to be the leader of the martial arts world, one must have great martial arts..."

"Without further ado."

Yang Xiao floated down on the stage of the heroes, and he stared at He Biweng coldly, "An old guy whose two half-length bodies are buried in the ground, and shamelessly bullying a little girl, let Yang see, what are you doing?" How good is it?"

"presumptuous!!"

Crane Biweng still felt a little ashamed, his face flushed red, feeling embarrassed.

"Accept!"

Yang Xiao didn't pay any attention to it, and directly chose to make a move. For a while, sand and rocks flew away, and the scene was huge.

This small group of heroes is naturally not enough for two people to do it, and directly expand the occupation circle to the entire pond.

The two fight back and forth, and the fight is very lively, but Yang Xiao is firmly in the upper hand.

"This Yang Xiao..."

Long Peng rubbed his forehead, he originally wanted to let Lin Pingzhi take action, and then drag Yue Buqun to end, but now that he disturbed him so much, he had no choice but to give up.

"However, why did Yang Xiao make a move at this time, and deliberately rescued Huang Rong..."

Long Peng is still thinking about it.

Huang Rongyi was called into the inner hall, and she saw Huang Laoxie, who was thin and dressed in green clothes.

"father."

"Rong'er."

There was imperceptible love in Huang Yaoshi's eyes, he reached out and tapped his girl's forehead, "Didn't I tell you to rest? Why did you run out again?"

"The same goes for Guo Jing's bastards. They don't even know how to feel sorry for you."

"Father~"

"I wanted to come here myself, and I don't do anything about Brother Jing."

Huang Rong hugged Huang Yaoshi's sleeves and shook slightly, acting coquettishly, which made him overwhelmed.

"Okay, okay, I don't know what kind of shit luck I had for that silly boy to marry my precious daughter."

Although Huang Rong is now a wife and mother, she still looks like a little girl in front of Huang Yaoshi.

The children in the world, in front of their parents, can always be the children who can't grow up.

"By the way, did you find daddy Yang Xiao?"

"As expected of my daughter, Huang Laoxie, she is smart."

Huang Yaoshi scratched her nose, and said with a smile, "In the early years, your father and I traveled together with Yang Xiaoyou for a few days. It's considered a year-end friendship."

"What did I say~"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, "Then did Yang Xiao tell you anything else, such as how many people he brought here, and did he contact other sects?"

Huang Yaoshi froze for a moment, looking at his daughter who wanted to talk to him, he felt a little helpless.

"Rong'er, stop thinking about it, the sky is falling, and your father will support you."

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, and stopped talking, but her eyes were slightly moist.

My own father always loves me the most.

……

"Sir, the concubine probably won't be able to choose the leader of the martial arts alliance."

Looking at the westward sun, Long Peng nodded in agreement, touched his stomach, and sighed, "Miss Su, do you feel a little hungry?"

Su Quan was stunned for a moment, and then "puchi—" smiled, the laughter was very pleasant.

"Is sir hungry?"

"It's not that you're hungry, it's just that if you're watching a show and your mouth is idle, you'll always feel a little boring."

Su Quan glanced at the clean plates on the table, and smiled, "Okay, I'll prepare it for my husband right now."

"Then there is trouble,"

Su Quan rolled his eyes at him, twisted his waist, and walked away slowly. When he came back, there were two more disciples of the God Sect with food boxes behind him.

"I originally wanted to cook by myself, but I thought that my husband might be bored here, so I went to a nearby restaurant to buy some. Sir, you can just eat it."

Long Peng chuckled twice, looking at the dishes on the table, very satisfied, he leaned back, leaned on the tree pole, picked up a piece of chicken leg and ate it happily.

The aroma of the hot food permeated the courtyard, and gradually people noticed that Long Peng was an alternative.

Looking at the delicacies on his table, these hungry people couldn't help but licked their lips, and couldn't help asking when the food would be served, and why they didn't inform in advance.

"Hey, where did you get all these things?"

(End of this chapter)