Rebirth: Cultivation of Immortals in the city

Chapter 123 How lonely a spirit beast is (2)
Long Su'er cupped her hands and said, "Thank you."

She raised her eyebrows, with a bit of a smirk, and said: "One spirit beast is so lonely, two are fun, come out, crack."

"Oh." The scarred red-haired tiger flew out of the spirit beast bag. It had a strong arrogance of a king, and its long hair like flames was shrouded in the sun, emitting a golden light.

"The red-haired tiger king..." Others don't know, but Zhou Huahui knows that he has read the encyclopedia of spirit beasts, so he naturally knows the ferocity of the red-haired tiger.

Moreover, from the interaction between Gong Xing and Long Su'er just now, he became suspicious, he secretly guessed which sect Long Su'er was the daughter of, otherwise how could he have a close relationship with Gong Xing.

He felt a burst of headaches, if so, the Zhou family really got into trouble.

"Quizhong is not the opponent of Crack, you underestimate me." Long Su'er sneered, as if mocking Zhou Huahui's ignorance.

"Underestimated?" Zhou Huahui lowered his head, his eyes were already bleeding red, he sneered and said, "I really underestimated you, Gou Zhong."

"Crack to appease your rations."

In an instant, the two spirit beasts charged at high speed, Crack took the lead, and slapped Quanzhong far away with a slap. Quanzhong groaned sadly on the ground, and struggled to get up.

This is the disparity in strength...

huge disparity...

"Huoyan." Zhou Huahui charged towards Huoyan with one hand.

"Explosion." He yelled, and the stage was filled with black air.

……

"I can't see clearly."

"Who wins and who loses."...

Listening to their discussion, Long Su'er closed her eyes tightly, she was careless after all, Zhou Huahui's whole body was covered with poisonous gas, this move was aimed at her eyes.

"mean."

"Despicable?" The smoke dispersed, Zhou Huahui walked out of the smoke, his eyes were blood red, as if bloodthirsty. "It can only be said that your skills are not as good as others, so you will end up like this."

"Tell me, how do you want to die, I'll give you a happy ending." Zhou Huahui raised his head arrogantly as if he was a king.

Long Su'er laughed coldly, her eyes could not move anymore, and said: "Skills are not as good as others? Your Zhou family made a mistake."

"What?" Zhou Huahui raised his eyebrows.

"Do you really think I'm a tiger made of paper, ready to burst?"

"Oh, until now, I can only play tricks."

"Phoenix fairy comes out."

An impatiens flower flew out and landed in Long Su'er's palm.She gently stroked its body, and said: "My skill is Yingong, Zhou Hanman's mistake was careless, and you are the same."

"Not good..." Zhou Huahui yelled, no wonder it could hurt the soul, it turned out to be Yin Gong.

"Hmm." At the first sound, Zhou Huahui suddenly felt trembling.

"Hmm." He couldn't hold his breath at the second sound, and he tightly covered his ears.

Because the smoke was out of control, it dispersed in an instant, and the people on the stage could see it clearly.

Long Su'er put Yuxiao down to her lips, and said: "Could it be that you think that Yin Gong is so simple, seeing your impatience, I'll give you a song, heartbroken."

Heartbroken and heartbroken, this song is an excellent weapon for killing people.

Zhou Huahui rolled on the ground, his heart, liver, spleen and stomach were about to shake. He thought of the difficulties in his past cultivation, his remaining friendship, and the lives he had killed. He was not afraid, but only mourned for himself.

His only rationality was crushed, and he shed a manly tear...

"You are heartbroken..." He blurted out, what was the meaning of his cry, the falling kite fell to the ground, and his soul was shattered.

The drop of the needle can be seen, and time seems to have stopped in the arena.

"Dragon...Elder Dragon wins..."

There was a flood of applause, and many spectators clapped their hands generously. Long Su'er won this battle beautifully.

"Sister Long wins beautifully." Wei Juan shouted, dancing excitedly.

Long Su'er jumped lightly, jumped onto the auditorium, and patted the dust that fell on her shoulders, like a fairy who emerges from the mud but is not stained.

"Congratulations." Wei Hao cupped his hands.

Wei Hai interjected: "Elder Long is really young and promising, I admire him."

They didn't have any self-confidence based on the song 'Your Heartbroken' alone, but Long Su'er was unscathed.It was no secret that Zhou Huahui was already somewhat stronger than them.

"Thank you." Long Su'er nodded calmly, without showing any emotion.

"Sister Long." Wei Juan rushed over, her face flushed and said, "The song is so beautiful, this battle was won beautifully."

"Don't be rude." Wei Hai frowned and reprimanded.

Long Su'er waved her hand and said: "It's okay, we are already close, don't be further apart."

Wei Juan lowered her raised mouth slowly, made a mischievous face, and said, "The head of the family said that he wants to celebrate Sister Long's success, does my sister object?"

"I have no objection." The so-called stretching out your hand and not slapping people with smiling faces, you still have to give them a little face.

"Great." Wei Juan jumped for joy.

(End of this chapter)