Chapter 50: Painting Stones in the Sky
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But seeing that Chen Zang violated the agreement of "let him make three moves", and looked at his greatly changed face, everyone knew that this was some kind of powerful means used by Xiao Yong.
Shocked, amazed, frightened, frightened...... People who thought differently before will feel differently when they realize it.
Huang Weichu was shocked, Luo Qiying was surprised, Ling Ju was trembling, most of the people around him were afraid, and Chen Zang was all of them!
The paperweight that Xiao Yong had just smoked obliquely fell into Chen Zang's eyes, what kind of paperweight was it? It was clearly a huge stick!
In the face of such a stick and such momentum, Chen Zang, a scholar with tender skin and fine flesh, did not dare to take it, and hurriedly resisted.
The block is naturally blocked, and the sound of the alarm is also made when it is blocked.
Xiao Yong was not satisfied with this, the defensive magic weapon that Chen Zang used to block was only three feathers, and the quality was not as good as the feather magic weapon that He Fengmian used to defend at the beginning.
This kind of feather magic weapon, the short knife can be easily cut open, and the paperweight is drawn away with the aura of heaven and earth, but it can't be smashed.
"The power is too low, it has to be improved!" Improvement needs to be carried out in practice, Xiao Yong has the opportunity to practice at this time, he grinned at Chen Zang, and said with a smile: "Second move!"
It is no longer slanted and slashed.
This is cut out, and Xiao Yong is even more dissatisfied.
Chen Zang's face also changed, which was reduced by trembling and fear, and added by surprise and doubt.
"His previous move is really scary, but what is scary is the momentum, and the power is just like that, just now the momentum of this move has plummeted by sixty percent, and the power has been weakened by seventy percent!" Chen Zang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brain teaser moved: "Could it be ...... With his cultivation, he can only perform such strange tricks once or twice?"
"No!No!No!Yes, yes!" The corners of Chen Zang's mouth curled slightly, and his expression was slightly cold: "He is only a level of Qi refining and cultivation, and there is only a little spiritual power in his body, even if the snow flake talisman can't inspire a few pieces, so the tricks are ...... Hmph, cut off his hands!"
Chen Zang flipped his hands, twisted a talisman seal with one hand, and his spiritual power was excited, and he threw it out.
The rune seal turned into an ordinary fireball ice ball, it was two ice blades, one left and one right, slashing towards the brave left hand and right hand.
With a twist of his wrist, the paperweight moved casually, smashing obliquely, smashing two ice blades.
This is just an ordinary paper weighting, without the slightest momentum, but Xiao Yong flashed in his mind because of it, and Chen Zang confirmed that Xiao Yong had lost the spiritual power to use strange methods.
At this time, the onlookers also saw some fame, either feeling sorry for it, or dissipating shock and fear.
Luo Qiying just felt sorry, she regretted that she just saw that Xiaoyong had some potential worthy of her heart, but she didn't expect it to be a flash in the pan.
Huang Weichu and Ling Jie are the latter category.
"I'm scared to death!" Ling Ju wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "I really thought I had kicked the iron plate! It's okay! God has eyes!"
Huang Wei let out a long sigh of relief, nodded and said, "God has eyes, otherwise, he would have defeated Senior Brother Chen with a first-level cultivation of Qi refining, and Senior Sister Lingyan would not come to him again?"
When Chen Zang heard their words, he sneered: "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I won't give him that opportunity!"
Chen Zang pinched the trick with both hands, induced the aura in his body, and condensed a mist spirit swallow with wings and tails like scissors, and with a push of both hands, he cut towards Xiao Yong.
The brave figure moved, dodging, and at the same time moving the paperweight in his hand.
or oblique smashing or oblique sweeping, or oblique cutting or oblique chopping......
I don't know if it's because the fog-like Lingyan is too fast, or if the courage is too slow, after six or seven strokes, the paperweight can't even touch the Lingyan's feathers.
Luo Qiying shook her head secretly: "This person ...... That's it. ā
Huang Weichu smiled and shook his head: "Why struggle?"
Ling Ju sneered: "You shit! You'll be a real waste in no time!"
Most of the others say and think in this way, with a slightly different idea, that is, some sympathetic brave people.
Xiao Yong doesn't need anyone's sympathy, it is Chen Zang who needs sympathy, he ...... Inexplicably, I felt bad, so I broke out in a cold sweat and my lips turned blue.
Chen Zang didn't know the specific source of the bad feeling, but guessed that it was related to Xiao Yong, so he threw out five ice blade talismans, and also displayed a killer scroll, revealing the beautiful Lingyan painted in it.
These means are naturally used to attack Xiao Yong, and when Xiao Yong sees them attacking, he is not afraid, but grins.
With such a smile, Chen Zang saw it, his pupils shrank for no reason, and when the others saw it, they only felt inexplicable, and what made them even more inexplicable was the sudden earth-shattering movement.
The loud bang, the furious aura of heaven and earth, and the sound of shattering and ...... Screams and blood.
It was Chen Zang who spurted blood, and it was Chen Zang who flew out upside down and the unlucky person who was hit by him who flew upside down.
Xiao Yong stood at the place where the aura was furious, the corners of his mouth became bigger and bigger, and then he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
"It's done! It's done! Hahahaha! I'm a genius!"
The sound of laughter spread throughout the field with the roaring sound brought by the fury of the aura of heaven and earth, shaking the field.
Luo Qiying covered it with a pair of small hands, hiding the indecent surprise and surprise on her pretty face.
Huang Weichu only felt numbness and trembling inside and outside his body, and his hands were like willows swinging in the wind.
Ling Jie was screaming, he was unfortunately bumped into by Chen Zang, and his heart was screaming, shouting, "Iron plate!
The screams of the rest, the screams of the frightened, the shocked...... Fear is naturally scared to death.
Xiao Yong's clothes were swaying, his hair was dangling, he restrained his laughter, looked at the paperweight in his hand, and finally showed a satisfied look.
It's just that the satisfied look only existed for a moment, and then it was replaced by a light sigh.
Such a move not only shocked Chen Zang, but also smashed his mist spirit swallow and ice blade, even the beautiful spirit swallow he came out of the picture scroll was also hit hard, which shows how powerful it is.
But it ...... But it's not a knife that Xiao Yong wants to reproduce, this move is a painting, a gravel figure.
It is a five-stroke gravel drawn by Xiao Yong with the surrounding space as paper, spiritual power and aura as ink, and then with the paperweight as the pen.
This trick has its flaws, such as the surrounding space is like nothingness, the spiritual power and aura are painted on it, there is no place to focus, and the five strokes of gravel drawn cannot be condensed into a solid gravel, which can only gather the aura of heaven and earth, and then it is unstable, shattering and exploding.
Another example...... It's too time-consuming.
There are indeed only five strokes of gravel when painted on the ground, but there are "folds" in them, and there are as many as ten strokes to make a simple straight line, in other words, Xiao Yong has to use the paper to move ten times before he can use this trick.
It's too slow! It's really against the master, ten hits like this, enough to make him die ten times.
"It seems...... Of course......" Xiao Yong grinned: "This move 'Drawing Stone in the Sky' also needs to be improved and improved." ā
It takes a lot of time to make improvements, and it obviously can't be done at this moment.
Xiao Yong raised his hand, extracted the violent heaven and earth aura, and stepped out...... Huang Weichu hurriedly retreated.
Bravely stopped, Huang Weichu didn't dare to stop.
Xiao Yong frowned, and Huang Weichu didn't dare to move again.
Swallowing his saliva, Huang Wei smiled and said in a trembling voice: "Xiao...... Senior Brother Xiao, you ...... What do you do? You say...... You just say ......"
Xiao Yong didn't open his mouth, and said lightly: "I heard that you robbed Brother Bu and Miss Luo's storage bags......
Huang Wei didn't have the courage to lie, and hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! Senior Brother Xiao! This is all a misunderstanding!"
Huang Weichu hurriedly took out the storage bags of the two people, held them in his hands, and wanted to step forward with difficulty to hand them to Xiao Yong, just started, hurriedly closed his steps, and hurriedly took off his own storage bag, and then hurriedly came to Xiao Yong in three steps, and handed it over with trembling hands.
Xiao Yong took it together, turned around and came to Luo Qiying, handed over the storage bag that belonged to her, and said with a smile: "Miss Luo, thank you for helping Brother Bu, and thank you for thinking about me." ā
With the scene just now, Xiao Yong's status in Luo Qiying's heart soared, and she was not simple, at this moment, her surprise had dissipated, showing a little shyness and twisting.
It was very natural and not pretentious, she took the storage bag shyly in this posture, and said shyly: "This ...... This is what Ying'er should do......"
Shi Bibi was pressed and carried by him, Xiao Yong couldn't find out that she was a woman dressed as a man, how could he think much about Luo Qiying's posture?
A big hand pressed into Huang Wei's storage bag, forcibly erasing his spiritual power mark, and Xiao Yong's divine sense dispersed, taking out everything except his clothes, school uniforms, and tokens, and holding them in his arms.
Pick out the ones that belong to Bu Yicang and put them in Bu Yicang's storage bag, and the rest, Xiao Yong pushed them all to Luo Qiying, grinning: "Miss Luo, these are all yours, you keep them." ā
Of course, not all of them are Luo Qiying's, like those marrow washing pills, Naling pills and snow flakes are stored by Huang Wei.
Huang Weichu saw it, his face was bitter, but he didn't even dare to say half an opinion.
Luo Qiying saw that she wanted to accept it very much, but after a little thought, she only picked up her things.
Xiao Yong was not polite, and put the rest into Bu Yicang's storage bag.
Seeing this scene, Luo Qiying's heart ached.
Xiao Yong didn't let her heart ache for long, and took out three lower-grade spirit stones and half a pile of snow flakes and handed them to her.
Although the three lower-grade spirit stones are good, they are not as good as the few spirit pills stored by Huang Wei, but these half twenty-seven snow flakes are twenty more than the seven pieces stored by Huang Wei!
When the others saw it, they breathed rapidly.
When Luo Qiying saw it, her eyes were full of heat, and she blushed on the surface and said, "Xiao...... Senior Brother Xiao...... No...... No need ......"
Xiao Yong grabbed her little hand, handed it to her, shook his head and said, "Use it, use it, because this is to make up for your loss, as for gratitude...... Let's go, go to my small courtyard, and I'll treat you to something delicious. ā
This is a good opportunity to take a closer relationship with Brave!
Luo Qiying's face was even redder, her shyness was thicker, and her voice was more timid: "Ying'er...... Ying'er listened to Xiao...... Senior Brother Xiao's ......"
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