Volume 1 Valley of Hundred Flowers Chapter 41 Zixiao Earthquake Recipe

As soon as the game ended, Ouyang Hong hurriedly called his daughter aside and asked her about improving her strength.

Ouyang Ling told Luo Tianlin about using purple-level pills to help him, but he didn't say that this pill was refined by himself, nor did he say that Mo'er and Luo Tianlin assisted him in practicing.

This is Luo Tianlin's request, his current strength is still too weak, and it will be dangerous to expose too much.

"Purple-grade elixir? Or is it an elixir that helps people break through without sequelae?, how come I didn't know there was such a thing?" Ouyang Hong muttered to himself.

"Hehe, Brother Tianlin said that there is no problem, but there is no problem, Dad, do you want to try your daughter's martial arts?" Ouyang Ling's eyes rolled quickly, and she was playing with some bad idea at a glance.

"Okay!" Ouyang Hongzheng had this intention.

"Dad, you can only use the power of the [and Body Realm] layer, and you are not allowed to play tricks. Ouyang Ling reminded.

"Of course, can't Dad still take advantage of you. Not to mention using the power of the [Harmony Realm] layer, even if you only use the skill of the [Harmony Realm], you can't beat it. "Ouyang Hong doesn't have a good airway, after all, the experience, martial arts and endurance of the two are not at the same level.

Ouyang Ling said suddenly: "Why don't my daughter make a bet with her father, if my daughter wins, how about my father give that copy of "Danfang Daquan" to Brother Tianlin? ”

"Danfang Daquan" is a book written by Ouyang Hong himself, which records the refining methods of a total of one hundred and eight kinds of pills from the white level to the blue level, which has great attraction and reference value for ordinary alchemists.

"Okay, it's only been a day, and your arm is turning out!" Ouyang Hong vomited blood.

"Will Dad say yes?"

"Well, I'd like to see what medicine that kid has poured you in, and he has such confidence. The competitive spirit in Ouyang Hong's heart was suddenly awakened and he decisively agreed.

The two of them pulled out a fight in a clearing and prepared to begin.

Luo Tianlin looked over there, and there were some doubts in his heart, what are their father and daughter doing?

At this time, there were still some members of the big forces who did not leave, and when they saw that there was a good show, they all stopped. Gradually, the crowd watching the battle surrounded Ouyang Hong's father and daughter.

Ouyang Ling suddenly retracted her posture, shook her head and said, "Dad, forget it, so many people are watching, you can't get over losing face." ”

Ouyang Hong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced around. At this moment, Ouyang Ling suddenly punched, and the speed was so fast that a gust of wind blew on the sidelines.

"Smack!" a crisp crash sounded, and her small fist was clenched tightly by a large hand.

"If you want to sneak attack your father, you think too much, daughter. Ouyang Hong smiled slightly.

"Really?"

Ouyang Ling also seemed to know that her attack would not work, her left hand turned into a fist and slashed towards the opponent's neck, if Ouyang Hong didn't let go, this blow would definitely be hit.

However, Ouyang Hong's response was even more brutal, not retreating but advancing, Ouyang Ling's knife missed the neck and slashed at the other party's shoulder.

Her heart was not good, it was too late to retreat, and Ouyang Hong had already hit her chest with an elbow.

"Poof!" blood spurted out of Ouyang Ling's mouth, and she was knocked back a few steps.

The crowd of onlookers around them was already sluggish, and Luo Tianlin and the others were also sluggish, is this a father and daughter? This is simply an enemy, the daughter's move is directed at the point, and the father fights back without mercy.

The two people in the field didn't say anything about it, gathering strength to prepare for the next blow.

This is what Ouyang Hong usually teaches his daughter, any practice is actual combat, no matter who the opponent is, you need to go all out!

It's also a shame that they are alchemists, otherwise the healing potions to be purchased after a few fights are astronomical......

Ouyang Ling stretched out her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, although she didn't have a scared look on the surface, her heart was already greatly shaken, her father's combat experience and judgment ability were really not comparable to her.

In that case, let's have a hard time!

Her hands began to move rapidly, and a cloud of purple qi jumped on her fingertips, and soon the palm shadow became faster and faster, and the whole person was also surrounded by a cloud of purple qi.

"Zixiao Earthquake Heavenly Technique!Ling'er actually practiced this on the first floor!" Ouyang Hong was horrified in his heart, and his hands began to wave in the same way, and clusters of purple qi also appeared around him, and the concentration was thicker and the range was larger.

"Zixiao Transformation Dragon Strike!" A coquettish shout resounded in the air, and Ouyang Ling seemed to have really turned into a dragon, slashing towards the other party with the surrounding purple qi.

"Purple Sky Dragon Strike!" Ouyang Hong also spat out the name of this move, and also turned into a giant dragon and slammed towards the other party, and the purple dragon he turned into was even larger.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the dragon form that Ouyang Ling turned into was powerless to resist at all, and was instantly bounced away, and she could no longer maintain her dragon form before she landed, revealing her true body, and then slammed it on the ground, not moving.

Ouyang Hong walked forward step by step, and suddenly a black figure stopped between him and Ouyang Ling.

"Senior, Ling'er is your daughter, no matter what she did wrong, now she is seriously injured, please let her go. ”

This figure is Zhuge Tian, I don't know why, he decisively stopped in front of the imposing Ouyang Hong.

"You're going to stop me?" Ouyang Hong's tone was very calm, and he couldn't hear joy, anger, sorrow, or sorrow.

At this time, Luo Tianlin also stepped forward and said: "Senior Ouyang, please calm your anger, no matter what, this is the Ouyang family's family matter, there are so many people watching at this moment, you don't want the image of the Ouyang family to be ruined, right?"

What a sharp-toothed boy! Ouyang Hong secretly praised in his heart, but he still said coldly on the surface: "If you want to stop me, you guys can go together!"

The two looked at each other. Luo Tianlin smiled bitterly and said, "Offended, senior." ”

The sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he directly used the Hundred Flowers Point Cang Sword Technique. Although he hadn't had time to cultivate the third level of swordsmanship, due to the increase in strength, his power was more than half stronger than when he was in the physical realm.

The sky was full of rain and rain, and in this gorgeous scene, two formless and textureless silk threads wrapped around Ouyang Hong's waist.

"Fate, bondage!" shouted out from Zhuge Tian's mouth, and his momentum was even better than that of Luo Tianlin on the side.

The Hundred Flowers Point Cang Sword Technique doesn't seem to have a domineering name like what dragon strikes, only the first layer, the second layer, and the third layer. This made Luo Tianlin a little depressed, this person who designed swordsmanship was so lazy that he couldn't shout "Second Layer!"

"Red-level swordsmanship!" However, Ouyang Hong was not frightened by Zhuge Tian's voice, but was shocked by Luo Tianlin's moves.

Without caring about those lines on his body, the Zixiao Dragon Strike was used again, colliding with Luo Tianlin's flower rain. Suddenly, he felt a tightening around his waist, and the two seemingly non-threatening silk threads created a great pull, making him move a beat slower.

In this way, the original point of impact with the other party was at the moment when his move exerted its maximum power, but it turned out that the strength was still in the stage of imminent hair, and this stagflation made him almost hold back a mouthful of old blood.

"Bang!" The sword qi and the purple qi finally collided, but the person who flew out was Luo Tianlin!