My body has hell

Chapter 185 Master!See you again!
"No, I just want to know what kind of spell you used just now?" Elai looked at Liu Feixue with hope in his eyes.

"Well, you can call it a ghost clone!" Liu Feixue thought for a while.

"Shadow. Clone" Eilai lowered his head, lost in thought.

Liu Feixue ignored him, and returned to the place where the Chiyangmen were, planning to go to the Han's house to rest first, and then come here to compete for ginseng fruit when the days were almost up.

But at this moment, there was another disturbance on the other side.

Someone yelled: "There's a foolish kid who wants to challenge Bingling, a rookie of the Hanshan faction, it's going to be a lot of fun!"

"Bingling? It's the guy who showed his hand against the God of Plague in the Han family compound before. It seems that he is ranked relatively low in "The Picture of Three Hundred Immortals", but even if he is low, he is still the best among young people. After all, there are so many monks on the land of Panhuang, it is very remarkable to be able to squeeze into the top [-]. Who is going to challenge him, is it also a second fool like the hooked nose?" Liu Feixue wondered, and she and Chi People from Yangmen squeezed over to watch the fun.

No matter what, Bingling is a monk of the Hanshan sect. If he dares to challenge Bingling, he is challenging the Hanshan sect. There are famous monks in the "Disha Map", but after all, they are two monks in the alchemy stage. Who dares to challenge them?
Not far away, a large open space has already been vacated. Many monks who had been paying attention to the spider hole all gathered around to watch the fun. After all, staring at the spider hole for a long time will be boring. Occasionally watch other people's fighting skills , can be regarded as easy and easy.

"it is good!"

"Go! Quickly use the magic weapon!"

Chaotic shouts sounded, and the battle in the field was very fierce. I saw two figures floating on the open space like two nimble snakes, coming and going, so exciting.

This one makes the palm of the hand thunder, that one uses fire in the air, the iron rod in this one's hand flies up like a thunderbolt, and the ice silkworms in that one's palm surge, and the cold air permeates the air.

"Then Bingling is about to lose." Liu Feixue's eyesight is not a joke, even if she doesn't use the evil mirror, she can still see the situation in this match.

It was obvious that the short-haired youth was much taller than Bing Ling.

"Wind and thunder stick! Come on!" Suddenly, the short-haired young man stood still and pinched an imperial weapon formula in his hand, and saw the iron rod show the power of wind and thunder, and slammed towards Bingling fiercely.

Although Bing Ling tried his best to defend, he was still protected by the broken ice. He was beaten until he vomited blood, several ribs were broken, and even his skin was scorched.

Everyone from the Hanshan faction rushed forward to rescue them, fortunately they brought the panacea, as long as the soul was not injured, such physical injuries could still be cured in a short time.

"Bingling, you have nothing to do. Your senior brother Bingfeng has already been harmed by others, and you are the future hope of the Hanshan Sect." The Guardian Han Ye supported Bingling and urged him with spiritual power to help him absorb the panacea. efficacy.

"Don't worry, if I want him to die, I won't only hurt his body." The short-haired young man holding an iron rod smiled lightly, "Fortunately, such a person is also a character in "The Picture of Three Hundred Immortals", really ridiculous .”

Bingling was originally defeated, and he was very angry in his heart. Now when he heard the short-haired young man say this, he was immediately slandered in anger. Regardless of his physical injuries, he roared with a ferocious face: "If you have the ability to keep your name, I will take revenge on you!" It must be reported daily."

"Hmph, I'm afraid you won't come to challenge. Listen carefully, a certain company doesn't change its name or sit down, and its surname is Xiao, with a single name!" The short-haired young man fiddled with the iron rod in his hand and snorted coldly. Don't pay attention to Bingling, the defeated opponent.

"Xiao Yun? I've never heard of this name. When did such a powerful character appear?"

"Hey, what do you guys think of this Xiao Yun compared to Liu Feixue who became famous overnight?"

"Is there still a comparison? Liu Feixue just took advantage of the large number of people to attack Bai Sanniang. The news has spread throughout the White Fox City, and you don't know?"

"Hey, I thought Chiyangmen had a young hero again, but it turned out to be a misinformation."

"Feixue." Hearing those people's comments, Hongyun looked at Liu Feixue with some worry.

"Don't worry, master, if I cared about these false names, I wouldn't have kept hiding my strength. Besides, I haven't shown much strength in front of people, and it's normal for them not to believe it." Liu Feixue said lightly.

"It's good if you can think like this. Many young people will become restless after being misunderstood by others, and they will not be able to concentrate on cultivation from then on, and they will really become useless waste." Hong Yun said happily.

"Hey, look, isn't that Liu Feixue? I also watched "Di Sha Tu" this morning." The master and apprentice were talking, but they were recognized.

"Well, it shouldn't be wrong. We all know the head of Red Cloud, and the young man beside him should undoubtedly be Liu Feixue." Someone echoed.

I have to say that the action of Duobao Pavilion is really fast. The night Liu Feixue killed Bai Sanniang, the new sample of "Di Sha Tu" had already come out. By the end of the night, many great sects had already obtained the brand new "Di Sha Tu". Therefore, almost all the monks on the White Fox Mountain knew that Liu Feixue became a master of "Di Sha Tu".

"Brother, didn't you just say that Liu Feixue killed Bai Sanniang because of his large number of people? With your cultivation, you should be able to challenge that kid, and also have a good time in "Di Sha Tu"."

"Are you kidding? Didn't you see Hongyun by his side? If I hurt Liu Feixue, Hongyun will kill me." Some people are very strange. They are obviously afraid of Liu Feixue, but they must find other excuses to cover themselves timid.

"Hmph, they're all cowards, look at this old man who is here to challenge this yellow-mouthed kid!" With a loud shout, an old man with white beard and hair and about eight feet tall came out, "Liu Feixue, you killed Bai Sanniang , other people are afraid of you, but this old man is not, dare to come and teach this old man?"

Liu Feixue looked at the old man with a smile on his face, and replied coldly: "Liu Feixue never kills the unknown, so if you report your name, you will have a good time!"

"This kid is so arrogant!"

"What do you know? That's called arrogance. Don't forget that he is a monk on the "Disha Map". What kind of green onion is that old man?"

"You bastard, I'm so angry! Listen carefully, this old man is Qing Yunzi, a casual cultivator of Qingyun Peak. I wanted to give you a little face, but now it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth." The old man shouted cried out.

Outside the crowd, the drunkard "Elai" who had already recovered from his senses gave Qing Yunzi a cold look, and said to himself, "Ignorant man, death is not a pity."

He had fought against Liu Feixue, so he knew the depth of Liu Feixue, although he didn't know everything, but one thing was certain, that Qing Yunzi was definitely not Liu Feixue's opponent.

That short-haired young man, Xiao Yun, also squeezed his chin, and smiled slightly: "Oh? Is that the legendary Liu Feixue? You have to take a closer look. This guy has three heads and six arms, and he is so outrageously boasted by the outside world." .”

"Brother Qingyunzi, you have to be merciful, don't hurt the juniors of Chiyangmen, lest some people feel unhappy and make irresponsible remarks again." Hanshan faction and Chiyangmen, because of the border crossing The relationship has not always been very harmonious, especially a great war a few years ago, which has continued until now, the relationship can be described as extremely bad, and this Qingyunzi happens to be the guest minister of the Hanshan faction, and a friend of Dharma Protector Hanye.

So when Han Ye saw Qing Yunzi challenging Liu Feixue, he couldn't help but say something more.

"Hehe, don't bother Han Ye to worry about it. Just take care of your disciples and don't leave any sequelae, so as not to cause problems in the future." Hong Yun smiled, but said something colder than that. Ye Ye's words were ten times more vicious, making Han Ye's face livid with anger.

"Fellow Daoist Han Ye, don't worry, after the old man kills Liu Feixue's arrogance, he will find that kid named Xiao Yun to vent his anger on Bing Ling." Qing Yunzi glanced at Han Ye and said loudly.

"Thank you, brother." Han Ye clasped his fists, glanced at Bing Ling who was slowly recovering from his injuries, and said, "Your brother Bingfeng is dead, and now the entire Hanshan faction is counting on you. It doesn't matter if you get frustrated this time, the key is to know Shame and courage."

"Disciple understands, disciple Qiu will keep this in mind, Xiao Yun will die at my hands sooner or later!"

"Okay, you have ambition, so you are a disciple of my Hanshan sect." Han Ye smiled excitedly, "If brother Qingyunzi kills that Liu Feixue, you will be the best of the younger generation, he Chiyang What is the door, hum!"

"But Uncle Protector, can Qing Yunzi really beat Liu Feixue?"

"Huh, I know the ability of Daoist Brother Qingyunzi best. Although he is not in the "Disha Map" now, he was ranked No. 20 in the "Disha Map" 60 years ago. Nian probably can defeat him, and as for Liu Feixue, hehe... Although Han Ye didn't finish his sentence, the meaning was already very clear.

The sky suddenly turned cloudy, and the scorching hot weather suddenly turned cool, as if to create a good environment for the two monks who were preparing to duel, it was really just right.

The cool weather also excited the spectators, who shouted loudly, some cheered for Qing Yunzi, and some waved the flag for Liu Feixue.

The venue where Bingling and Xiao Yun duel just now has expanded a lot now. After all, the duel between monks on the "Disha Map" will affect more people, and those watching the excitement don't want to get hurt.

However, at this moment, only Qing Yunzi was standing there with his white beard fluttering in the wind, looking like a fairy.

"Liu Feixue, how can you be worthy of the reputation on this "Disha Map" for a yellow-mouthed child? It's better to admit defeat quickly, so as to save some face!" Qing Yunzi raised his finger, and a flying sword flew out in the air. circling overhead.

"Liu Feixue, bastard!" Someone shouted, and suddenly those who supported Qing Yunzi also shouted.

"Liu Feixue, bastard...!" The voice was so loud that everyone in the field could hear it clearly.

"Hahaha, could it be that you are a silver-like wax gun head, you look like a dog, but you are actually a grandson of a turtle!" Qing Yunzi laughed loudly.

"Hey." Liu Feixue smiled lightly, patted the dust off her body lightly, and then walked slowly into the center of the scene, "Qing Yunzi, you are quite old, and you said such vulgar words? Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

"Hmph, the old man just wants to call you a scumbag grandson, your family is all scumbags, cowards without courage!" Just after saying this, Qing Yunzi suddenly felt a strong murderous aura rushing towards his face, his whole body Like falling into an ice cellar, almost unable to move his body.

Hong Ruyu at the side shook her head: "This old monk is finished, he should never have cursed Junior Brother Liu's family, that offended Junior Brother Liu."

(End of this chapter)