The Tempering Pavilion monk who claimed to be Wu was holding two full moon scimitars left and right in his hands, with deep blood grooves on them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He laughed loudly: "For the sonic attack of the Desolate Guqin Sect, Wu has been famous for a long time, and he has long been yearning for it. I also hope that Fairy Yun will not hesitate to give advice!"

Yun Fei smiled.

The beauty is picturesque.

Dazzling people's eyes.

Brother Wu was apparently one of them.

Yun Fei's eyes flashed, and his slender jade fingers were already plucked on the strings.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength.

She is not a lion, and the other party is not a weak rabbit, so naturally she does not dare to slack off.

It turned out to be the first to strike.

After all, she is looking for her own future Taoist companion, a person who joins hands with the Great Dao of Immortality, she naturally wants to weigh each other's catties!

The monk surnamed Wu was not surprised and rejoiced, and shouted: "Good come!"

It is a double knife blow, and it is brazenly advancing.

It is indeed a bit of a fiery temper that is exclusive to a fire attribute true qi cultivator.

The formless, qualitative note crashed into the scimitar in the air, stirring up a series of small sparks, and a piercing sound rang out.

But in the competition between the two people present, they went all out, and naturally they didn't care about this voice.

The audience was even more enthusiastic, and there were already many monks cheering for their senior brother below.

Quenfeng Pavilion is also a famous sect, and its disciples are also full of talents, and this gray-clothed monk is a very competitive one.

The two of them fought in the middle of the field, and they were a mess that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Of course, this is the case for Ning Qingqiu, but it is not the case at all in the eyes of others.

Su Hongyi watched the show leisurely for a while, and before he had two moves, he had already made a decision: "It seems that this little girl has won." ”

On the way to cultivating immortals, the one who reaches it comes first.

Su Hongyi's dignified sixth sky-covering umbrella, known as a terrifying Yuanying monk who kills people without calculation, is worthy of a senior in front of the Cloud City Lord, let alone a foundation-building monk like Yun Fei.

His tone is indeed no problem.

But to Ning Qingqiu's ears, it was not to mention how weird it was.

Looking at Su Hongyi's white face, if it were her original world, it would be full of collagen, which was called a young and fresh person.

It's so old-fashioned inside.

Hey――

This immortal cultivation realm really destroys the three views in minutes.

Thanks to her tenacity...... Otherwise, it would have been impossible to bear it for a long time.

Ning Qingqiu didn't think about it at all, this was actually because of her thick nerves, not because of her tenacity.

She was a little curious: "This is just the battle, it seems that the two are evenly matched, and it seems that this male cultivator is still a step ahead, and his attack is violent, why are you so sure that Yun Fei will win instead of the gray monk win?"

Even in the first scene, Miss Yunfei's future partner position was taken away, and the matter itself sounded a little unreasonable, but Ning Qingqiu still asked.

Su Hongyi said: "You can't just look at the superficial phenomenon and be confused. This gray-clothed monk practiced fire attribute true qi, which was already masculine and powerful, and it was completely normal for his moves to look a little more aggressive and imposing. But this cloud is hidden but not revealed, and there are needles hidden in the cotton, which is full of stamina......"

"In the end, it must be that the 100-strong steel is no match for the fingers, so you can watch it. ”

Su Hongyi's eyesight is naturally not comparable to her.

Ning Qingqiu heard him swear like this, and he already believed it.

Su Hongyi really didn't say anything wrong, and she didn't lie to her.

After three rounds, the gray-clothed monk was already in full swing, and then declining, and then exhausted, and it was obviously the end of the strong crossbow.

In the end, he was shot out of the ring by Yun Fei with the tail of the Jiaowei guqin.

He looked slightly frustrated, but quickly adjusted.

He arched his hand and said: "Yun Fairy is really extraordinary, but I can't say it." Here, I will first wish the girl a good luck. ”

Ning Qingqiu's eyes were appreciative.

"This monk is not bad, even if he loses, he is broad-minded, so he can bless his sweetheart, which is a special bearing. ”

The county lord of Chaoyang frowned and retorted: "What kind of nonsense are you? This monk is no match for Yun Fei, but her subordinates are defeated, how can he be qualified to regard Yun Fei as his sweetheart? Such a man is just a toad who wants to eat swan meat." ”

"They are absolutely unworthy, if that male cultivator is interested, he should recognize the reality as early as possible and not have meaningless daydreams. ”

Her tone was disdainful.

In this way, the situation of the county lord of Chaoyang is a bit similar to this Yunfei.

Beautiful, proud of the sky, illustrious family......

It's all right.

And it's also an enhanced evolutionary version.

However, the only difference between her is that here she is recruiting monks from all over the world to gather together to select future Taoist companions.

And the county lord of Chaoyang has long had a goal.

It's a pity that Lu Changsheng is too cold and doesn't look down on her at all.

Speaking of which, she is even more proud than her.

Ning Qingqiu listened to what the county lord of Chaoyang said, but he didn't have any feeling of arrogance.

In Tong Tong's words, you haven't seen the real flying appearance of the Chaoyang County Lord.

Because of Lu Changsheng, even the county lord of Chaoyang was about to explode, but he still worked hard to maintain his little image.

Ning Qingqiu just felt that this was ...... Are you sure it doesn't mean Sang scolding Huai scolding himself?

How does this feel so appropriate to the current situation of Lu Changsheng and the county lord of Chaoyang?

Compared with Yun Fei and the gray-clothed monk just now, it was just a reversal of positions between men and women.

This slap in the face is really merciless.

She had a strange complexion.

Su Hongyi also smiled silently.

Lu Changsheng――

Still glancing around the square in a cold manner.

Thousand poisonous hands, he must be here, I have to find him out today.

If you kill him and take his head to the ruins to worship, you will definitely be able to comfort his master, whom he has never met.

After all, let the disciples who had gone astray get back on track smoothly.

When people are dead, they can no longer corrupt the manners.

Even the Kyushu monks didn't know what kind of sect he Lu Changsheng and Wu Kill were.

In the history of Kyushu, hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many sects and families have changed and fluctuated, even if it is a while, it may not be remembered.

Soon, a second monk went up to the room.

Yun Fei was still at ease at first, but after three games, it was obvious that the aura began to run out slightly.

It wasn't until the fifth game that she lost to Lei Yang in Thundering Valley.

That thunderous figure is hidden, and his eyes are as cold as electricity.

The black hair spread out wantonly, and there was a thin purple electric snake twisting on it.

Sizzle.

Yun Fei looked at him shyly and timidly, and retreated.

She also has a little affection for this man who can beat herself.

This is not surprising.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong are respected. (To be continued.) )