The Demon God is coming: Brother, come to fight

Chapter 12 Mensao Xuanwu
"There is nothing to say about the first two. I can tell you about the last steamed bun. It is really unwise to mess with the steamed bun. Therefore, I didn't touch the steamed bun. The reason why the steamed bun is like that is that you took it before it was steamed. It came out, and you rubbed the dough to death.

Ever since I tasted your steamed buns, my brother has found that the porridge and pickles for you are a bit redundant, and my brother doesn't need to do anything at all, and it will still have the effect I want. "Xuan Wu imitated Xiao Luo's appearance, and said with his arms folded.

"You! You!" Xiao Luo was furious, and he used an imperial object technique, flying sand and rocks all over him, and flew towards Xuanwu.

Xuanwu tapped lightly towards the front, and a huge barrier appeared, blocking the way of those flying sand and rocks.

"Junior Sister, you are not my opponent. Today, I just bullied you, so what? Is it my fault that you are only allowed to tease me and I fight back? There is no such reason in this world. "Xuanwu's voice became less indifferent and more rascal.

"I can't beat you now, but my future is immeasurable." Xiao Luo said confidently.

"You'd better think about how to win the junior sister Wen Qianqian who is about to start. I heard that junior sister Wen Qianqian is a Tianlinggen, and she cultivated immortality since she was a child, and lived in a big family. She received the best training, and even more so. I have learned a lot of great fairy arts.

Yesterday, the master went to ask the master to give you the Thousand Illusion Sword Jue for you to practice, but the master said that the Thousand Illusion Sword Jue, those who are capable will get it, and the master will give you a fair chance to compete with Junior Sister Wen Qianqian, who will win? Already, who does the Thousand Illusion Sword Art belong to! "Xuanwu said seriously, with a little worry in his eyes.

Xiao Luo saw that Xuanwu was talking about serious matters, so he listened carefully, and finally frowned slightly: "Eldest senior brother doesn't know about this matter, how did you know?"

Xuanwu said indifferently: "The aptitude of the elder brother naturally won't win the favor of the master. In Lingbo Peak, the master trusts me the most."

"I've already said what I should say. Believe it or not, I will practice sword here these days. How you do it is up to you!" Xuanwu drew his sword out of its sheath after speaking, and continued to practice sword, as if he didn't intend to do it again. To control Xiao Luo is general.

Xiao Luo smiled, this senior brother Xuanwu obviously wanted to tell himself about Wen Qianqian, but he couldn't save face, he insisted on annoying himself, and then said things about Wen Qianqian smoothly.

Obviously worried that he would lose to Wen Qianqian and wanted to help him, but he had to pretend to be an uncle and waited for him to beg him.

What do you mean I will practice sword here these few days, isn't this telling her to come here to ask him at any time if there is something she doesn't understand?
"Understood." After Xiao Luo finished speaking, he turned and left.

After a while, Xuanwu stopped, looked at the direction Xiao Luo was leaving, and muttered to himself: "This girl is so stupid, do you really understand?"

In the remaining three days, Xiao Luo worked extremely hard, practicing various exercises day and night, the news about Wen Qianqian had already spread, and Ling Bofeng was completely in a state of preparation for battle.

Senior brother Lu Shu was very attentive, and whenever he had something to do, he came to teach Xiao Luo the fairy art, and the other senior brothers also taught him very attentively.

On the contrary, Immortal Lingbo never came back, saying that it was for the fairness of the competition. He was afraid that Immortal Lingbo would deliberately favor Xiao Luo, pass on skills to Xiao Luo, and help her win the competition. Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, Immortal Lingbo lived on the main peak these days. Will be back.

In the boring and boring practice, finally ushered in the new ceremony.

Xiao Luo was brought into Lingbo Peak by Immortal Lingbo himself, so that layer after layer of screening was naturally omitted. Similarly, Wen Qianqian, as the owner of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, was also directly promoted to the final round.

"Eldest brother, that is Wen Qianqian who has the root of the heavenly spirit?" Xiao Luo stood on the stand, watching the newcomer disciples sifting through the audience, and suddenly saw a woman in white clothes standing quietly. She was on the side, and her side was actually surrounded by disciples from all branches of Qingxuan Peak.

Lu Shu glanced at it, and said unremittingly: "Isn't it? What's so good about a heavenly spirit root? The nose grows to the top of the head. It's not as powerful as the three-life spirit body of the junior sister. Later, Junior Sister must beat her into a pig's head to relieve her hatred!"

Xiao Luo chuckled: "Why are you so ruthless! She is a beautiful woman anyway, why do you dislike her so much!"

Lu Shu snorted coldly: "Who made her want to compete with you for the Thousand Illusion Sword Art?"

Xiao Luo smiled slightly, observing Wen Qianqian secretly, Wen Qianqian seemed to feel Xiao Luo's gaze, and also looked over with a pair of beautiful eyes, and nodded towards Xiao Luo in a friendly way.

However, the hostility hidden deep in his eyes was still captured by Xiao Luo.

Xiao Luo smiled back politely, as a greeting.

"Here!" A long sword appeared in front of Xiao Luo without warning.

Following the long sword, Xiao Luo saw the owner of the long sword: "Brother Xuanwu, what do you mean?"

Xuanwu said indifferently: "The fairy sword in Wen Qianqian's hand is Lingling sword. You don't even have a decent fairy sword. I, Ling Bofeng, can't afford to lose this person. You can lose, but you must not lose without dignity!"

Xiao Luo took Xuanwu's Heartless Sword, and said with a smile that was not a smile: "You give me your saber, what's the matter? If you give it to me, I will use it. If you don't give it to me, take it Isn’t it just as embarrassing for someone else’s sword to come on stage?”

Xuan Wu frowned, staring at Xiao Luo firmly.

Lu Shu teased Xiao Luo, implying that she would accept it, and let's get over the hurdle in front of him first.

Xiao Luo ignored Lu Shu, just turned the Ruanqing Sword in his hand, and handed it to Xuanwu: "Return it to its original owner!"

Xuanwu frowned and took it, turned around, and Yukong left.

"Little Junior Sister, you are so stupid! Xuanwu's Rueling Sword is one of the best fairy swords in the entire Qingxuan Peak. If you go up with the Rueling Sword, the Lingling Sword in Wen Qianqian's hand will be useless. Immortal swords are all spiritual. , Lingling sword meets Ruanqingjue scrap iron, in that case you are sure to win, what do you, you, what do you want me to say about you?" Lu Shu said to Xiao Luo with hatred.

"No, I'm going to find Xuanwu and get back his Heartless Sword."

"Stop! Eldest brother, if you still recognize me as a junior sister, then come back to me, otherwise, I, Xiao Luo, will not have your senior brother!" Seeing that Lu Shu was going to find Xuanwu, Xiao Luo hurriedly said harsh words.

Lu Shu looked at Xiao Luo tangled, and finally came over and said, "Okay, then tell senior brother. Do you have a better sword than the Heartless Sword?"

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows, and looked at the Lingling sword in Wen Qianqian's hand with a smile: "I heard that everything in the world is strong and soft! Today, I use this three-foot red water chestnut to destroy the prestige of her Lingling sword."

"You just use this?" Lu Shu looked at Xiao Luo in red in disbelief.

(End of this chapter)