Since he has won the approval of the Chu family, this private fight will naturally be moved to the table, and the two will go to the Chu family's martial arts hall side by side, Zhen Zhaoda is more than ten years older than Chu Huohe, slightly taller, dressed in gorgeous clothes, alone in the enemy camp but not humble and timid, this scene made some elders of the Chu family nod secretly.

Well, it's someone else's child.

Walking to the Yanwu Hall, the high platform was already full of some good things of the Chu family, after all, this was the first battle after Chu Huohe's cultivation was restored, and many people also wanted to see what surprises this once amazing young man could bring after recovery.

Of course, if you can use your strength by the way, abolish this kid and achieve your own youth, it is also a beautiful thing. They sat together in twos and threes, chatting about some and nothing.

Chu Xiong was sitting in the main seat, his face was calm, he bowed slightly at the two, and waved lightly at the stage with one hand, and all the snow on the stage was raised, but the snow raised did not scatter, turning into four fences, enclosing the stage in the middle.

Chu Xiong's hand reminded many people that before Chu Huohe, the last genius who shocked the whole clan was not Chu Xiong, who was now sitting in the position of the head of the family. The aura is exerted just right, although it is not exaggerated, but it shows his deep control ability, and the people who watched it were secretly speechless, are these father and son both so demonic?

The younger generation who are not experienced in cultivation don't feel anything, isn't it normal for the head of the family to be strong?

Chu Huojiu has always been good at dancing with long sleeves, and his popularity is very good, and at this moment there are already many teenagers around him, including some older peers, their cultivation is above the awakening, and he glanced at Chu Huohe proudly, as if he was demonstrating.

Chu Xiong looked at this scene with a slight headache. With a light cough, the room fell silent.

"Let's get started. ”

Zhen Zhaoda held the long sword upside down, looked at Chu Huohe with an expression on his face, and said, "Please advise." ”

Chu Huohe also responded in a decent way: "Okay, I'll try not to kill you." ”

Zhen Zhaoda snorted coldly, didn't fight with him, stepped on the seven-star step, and the sword qi broke out of the air, and the audience was amazed, and couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Chu Huohe.

The elders were amazed, at such a young age, they could use the Lan Feng Sword Technique of the Zhen family with ease, but Chu Xiong's face was calm, and he was still awake when he was almost thirty years old, which was also called a genius, and he couldn't understand what the group of people around him were making a fuss about.

The resentment suppressed in Zhen Zhaoda's heart was all released on a sword, and the Lanfeng sword, which should have been elegant, seemed a little vicious, and the sword qi came in front of Chu Huohe in a blink of an eye, Chu Huohe instinctively carried Taiqing Nei Rest, lifted Xue Feng's horizontal sword and chest, and with a bang, the two of them took three steps back at the same time.

There was another noisy sound of talking from the audience, and Chu Huohe stubbornly relied on his cultivation to block this sword? When did he break the mirror? Didn't he just recover his cultivation not long ago?

Different from the excitement in the audience, Zhen Zhaoda and Chu Huo both stared at each other, Zhen Zhaoda was a little amazed that Chu Huohe didn't use spells, and used his spiritual power to cultivate himself hard, and he was amazed, but he didn't think that Chu Huohe had a chance to win under his hands.

With a miss, Zhen Zhaoda jumped high, the long sword pointed directly at Chu Huohe, the sword aura was like the wind, and a small sword with spiritual energy appeared from the sword body, shooting towards Chu Huohe like a river.

Zhen Zhaoda crooked his mouth and smiled: "Just broke the mirror, the exercises are okay, you can take me hard, so you who haven't had time to practice any magic now, take me with a sword." ”

Chu Huohe stared at the flying sword qi, spinning at high speed in his mind, how to deal with the enemy, there is no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid it, then he can try to protect the vital point, and then forcibly break through, exchanging injuries for injuries.

Xue Feng kept in contact with the sword qi, and there was a sound of bells and bells. In addition to the absence of scars on the face and chest, there were subtle wounds on the limbs of the body to varying degrees, but it was not Chu Huohe who was injured, but only the clothes on his body.

"Huh?"

Li Feng said dissatisfiedly: "Hmm, what is it, if my Taiqing internal breath is broken by such inferior swordsmanship, what is the use of cultivating him, you just have to fight, the embroidery needle stirs the sea, and he can't turn over the waves." ”

Except for Chu Huohe, who was clear at the moment, everyone in the audience had a question, he was not injured, what kind of body protection exercises did this kid secretly learn?

Chu Xiong just watched the battle between the fields seriously, glanced at the puzzled clan elders next to him, and gave me a look that everything was expected.

Everyone was relieved, and it was normal for Chu Xiong's son to have two brushes. They didn't know that Chu Xiong also had 10,000 question marks in his heart.

The battle continued, Chu Huohe's figure slowly approached Zhen Zhaoda, all the aura was concentrated on his right arm, not on the defensive, he threw the sword out with all his strength, and the sword light swept across the martial arts platform, and fiercely rushed towards Zhen Zhaoda.

"Madman, you don't defend yourself, and you're going to die with me?"

"Do you deserve it?"

Of course, Zhen Zhaoda couldn't think of Chu Huohe so desperately, he couldn't think of exchanging injuries with Chu Huohe, in his opinion, his life was much more important than this little native. The aura sword stopped attacking in an instant, but instead formed a sword wall in front of him.

Clang......

After a sound, Xue Feng's follow-up strength, seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Zhen Zhaoda fought down, and the aura was not enough to maintain the Lanfeng Sword Technique, the defensive sword wall disappeared, Zhen Zhaoda's eyes saw that Chu Huohe had rushed in front of him, grabbed Xue Feng who was about to land with one hand, and stabbed on it, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhen Zhaoda's throat, and a sense of death shrouded Zhen Zhaoda's body, the aura was all running and between his hands, his hands were clasped together, and he grabbed the stabbing Xue Feng, this thorn looked powerful, but Chu Huohe didn't use spiritual power at all, Zhen Zhaoda intuited a burst of qi and blood。

The sword in his hand was clamped, Chu Huohe was not idle, he let go directly, fell backwards on his back, supported the ground with both hands, and kicked his feet fiercely at the origin of Zhen Zhaoda's man at the same time.

This kick contains all the aura in the body, so let's end it like this, Chu Huohe thought in his heart.

Zhen Zhaoda couldn't dodge at all at this moment, from receiving the sword to Chu Huohe's arrival, in fact, it only happened in an instant.

Seeing that Zhen Zhaoda was about to be abolished, and since then he has been in a slump, Chu Xiong appeared in time in the field, caught Chu Huohe's severed grandson's foot with one hand, and pressed down with his hand, Chu Huohe stood up again, and the two looked at each other.

The elders also pinched their sweat, Chu Xiong stopped it in time, if Chu Xiong didn't make a move, they would have to make a move, after all, the Zhen family was not offended, and they came to their senses before slowly savoring this battle, although it looked immature in their eyes, but this is indeed the future of the Chu family, and the evaluation of Chu Huohe's talent in their hearts was a few points higher, but this heart really didn't dare to compliment.

"Daddy. ”

Chu Xiong glanced at Chu Huohe without curiosity, but this kind of look would not be seen by others.

"Okay, that's pretty much it, today's battle between the two of you is a tie. ”

"Hey, okay, that daddy, I want some silver. ”

Chu Xiong smiled heartily and said: "Go ahead, how much you want, how much you want, whoever has an opinion, let him follow me." The sound was not loud or small, but it just reached the ears of everyone present.

Chu Huohe saluted the elders in the audience, smiled faintly, turned around and went to the account room again.

Zhen Zhaoda looked at Chu Huohe, who ignored himself and left directly, his eyes gradually turned red and shouted angrily: "Young people don't talk about immortals, how can there be such a fighting method, I am careless, let's do it again." ”