Chapter 4: The red-clothed boy Jiuyang Immortal
"Boom-boom-boom-"
The power of the eruption and excitement repulsed in all directions, and although the warriors next to them were not afraid, they also dodged or blocked them with weapons. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
I saw that in the dazzling light, the golden ball rotated rapidly around the flame meteorite, making a passionate sound, and the flame meteorite seemed to be smaller with each rotation, and its power gradually weakened.
"What?"
Yang Xuan was shocked in his heart, he struck with all his strength, and even summoned a martial spirit, but he was still blocked by Xiao Yu, how could this be?
The golden ball spun faster and faster, and suddenly divided into nearly a thousand golden rays, cutting the flame meteorite into countless fragments almost instantly, those flame fragments lost their cohesion and immediately dissipated in the air, but the thousand golden rays continued to castrate, and attacked Yang Xuan directly.
"This-" Those martial artists were already extremely surprised when they saw Yang Xuan summoning a martial soul in front of them, and now they were speechless when they saw Yang Xuan's full force blow not only being blocked by Xiao Yu's casual move, but also attacking Yang Xuan in turn.
Yang Xuan saw a thousand golden mangs shooting towards him, and he was helpless under the mixture of anger, and those guards were already stunned, and even if they were not stunned, no one dared to go up to help their master resist at this time, after all, they were only four or five-star soul warriors, without high-level flame techniques and battle soul bonuses, their combat effectiveness was far inferior to Yang Xuan's, and the courtyard that had previously raised his sword to slash Xiao Yu was already trembling with fright.
In just an instant, Jin Mang had completely enveloped Yang Xuan, and under this blow, even if Yang Xuan had the source qi of protecting his body, he was afraid that he would be half dead.
"Help!" Yang Xuan shouted in a trembling voice.
"Burning Dragon Jue!" A thunderous voice suddenly sounded, and a flame surrounded Yang Xuan like a fire dragon, and a dragon head was conjured up at the front end, generating tens of thousands of flame young dragons, blocking all of Xiao Yu's golden rays.
"Hmph-" Xiao Yu's chest was furrowed, and he took three steps back, with a hint of surprise on his face, and looked behind Yang Xuan.
It was only now that the expression on Xiao Yu's face changed slightly, and he saw a young man in red walking slowly from behind Yang Xuan, his steps were not fast, but they were very large, his dark red hair was flying openly, his figure was very burly, and the muscles of his arms were almost stretched out.
The red-clothed young man's tone contained a hint of coldness, "Did you want to kill him with this move just now?"
Yang Xuan came to his senses and saw that the young man, as if he had caught a life-saving herb, shouted loudly: "Cousin save me, cousin-he-he, help me avenge-" The previous inevitability has long been gone, and at this moment, in the face of the terrifying Xiao Yu and the young man in red, Yang Xuan is already a little incoherent.
"Who is this young man? He is so powerful, he is simply a demon!" Those martial artists have seen a lot of things beyond common sense, but at this moment, they are still shocked by that young man, just a casual move to dissipate Xiao Yu's attack, and in turn hurt him, although he was born burly, but obviously not very old.
The previous warrior who maintained Xiao Yu sighed faintly, "'Yangang Red Soul' Qin Lie really deserves his reputation. ”
Xiao Yu had already lost a move, but he was not afraid at all, but took a step forward and pointed his hand at Yang Xuan, "Your cousin wants to bully me with his family background and skills, and I have repeatedly endured to fight with him, at this moment, his skills are not as good as others, and you ask me in turn, is it because you rely on your own cultivation to be higher?"
Everyone was extremely speechless when they heard this, "Yangang Red Soul" Qin Lie, the grandson of the contemporary pavilion master of the "Yanlie Pavilion", is the top fifty masters of the last Shenwu List, you must know that he challenged the Shenwu List as the first freshman back then, and now the older students have left the school, plus his penance in the past three years, the ranking does not know how high. Xiao Yuming knew the identity of the other party, and he was defeated in one move, but he still didn't let it go, if it wasn't for the extraordinary strength he showed just now, everyone would have laughed at him many times.
Qin Lie looked at Xiao Yu like an eagle, as if he wanted to see him through, and said for a long time: "Have you never been afraid in your life?"
Xiao Yu didn't expect Qin Lie to ask him like this, it seemed to evoke a long memory, his eyes were slightly cold, and his tone was a little distant, "Naturally, there has been, and it is precisely because there has been, so I don't want to be afraid of anything in the future." ”
Qin Lie clasped his arms around his chest, his expression indifferent, "I don't know where you cultivated this ability, but the world is so big, there are as many stars as you can destroy you in a snap of your fingers, aren't you afraid?"
Xiao Yu looked at Qin Lie motionlessly, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Don't be afraid." ”
Qin Lie's eyes lit up, and then his eyelids drooped, "Yang Xuan, you lost this battle unjustly, although you have this demon today, if you can wake up because of this in the future, it may not be a blessing, go." ”
Yang Xuan was unwilling, "Cousin-he insulted me so much, how can I not repay this revenge!"
"Shut up!" Qin Lie's tone did not contain the slightest emotion, "Resentment and hope for others can only be a waste forever." ”
Yang Xuan hated and was silent, although he was not afraid of heaven and earth, but in front of this cousin, he did not dare to disobey at all.
"Wait. ”
When Yang Xuan heard this, Huo Ran turned around and roared, "Boy, what else do you want?"
Xiao Yu stretched out his hand, "Bet." ”
"You!" Yang Xuan almost blew up his lungs, did this guy really not know how to advance or retreat at all? He dared to humiliate him like this in front of Qin Lie.
"What did you bet on?" Qin Lie didn't reply.
Yang Xuan snorted: "One hundred gold coins." ”
"Huh?" Qin Lie turned around and glanced at Xiao Yu, with a puzzled look on his face, such a life-and-death gamble was only for a hundred gold coins, he didn't believe that if Xiao Yu lost, it would be the same price.
Xiao Yu looked at the doubts in Qin Lie's eyes and smiled faintly, "With your background, you naturally won't understand the value of a hundred gold coins. ”
Qin Lie nodded, untied the bag and threw it to Xiao Yu, and said, "Will you go to the 'Yanlie Pavilion'?"
"Naturally. Xiao Yu grabbed the money bag and hung it around his waist.
Qin Lie looked up at the southwest, and his tone was a little leisurely, "If you can rank in the top fifty on the new Shenwu list, you will be qualified to challenge the masters on the Shenwu list, and I look forward to fighting with you." ”
Xiao Yu seemed to have a flame in his chest, and his eyes burned, "Definitely!"
Although Yangcheng is large, but the surrounding area is not prosperous, mainly to the southwest is to go to the "Yanlie Pavilion", a radius of hundreds of miles only advocates martial arts, and it is difficult for general business travelers to carry out activities in this area. The setting sun is far away from the sky, swaying a gentle light, giving the countryside a peaceful warmth.
"Yu'er, it seems that we won't be able to catch up with Panlong Town tonight. ”
For this son, Xiao Jun no longer knows what to use to describe it, and the strangeness that was born at first turned into a thin diaphragm, containing complex feelings.
Xiao Yu nodded silently, he originally wanted to study in the "Yanlie Pavilion" for a period of time and then show his skills in front of his father, but he didn't expect to suffer from this change, although he also had his own uncontrollable anger, but he also acted with his own ambition to cultivate martial arts, but this naturally frightened his father, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"Dad, it's Yu'er's fault, it seems that we can only sleep out for the night tonight. Slightly hesitant, he finally added, "The child didn't mean to hide it from his father." ”
Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Xiao Yu, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on Xiao Yu's handsome face, glowing with a beautiful and warm luster, and his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, as if he had done something wrong. Xiao Jun couldn't help but feel soft, sure enough, no matter what, he was just his own son.
Thinking of this, that thin layer of strangeness suddenly disappeared, and there was already an eight-point smile on his face, "Yu'er, you should have shown it in front of the Xiao clan a long time ago, so that Dad would have more status." ”
Xiao Yu felt the warmth coming from his shoulders, his heart warmed, and he raised his head and smiled, "Don't worry, Dad, one day, I will make you the most beautiful person in the Xiao family." ”
The father and son laughed loudly, the sun was setting, and the scenery was infinite.
The two of them found a soil shrine to rest, although this earth temple has long been abandoned, but there are often people coming and going, and many of them spend time here, so it does not seem to be very messy. Xiao Jun lit the fire, took out the dry food, baked it, and handed it to Xiao Yu, the two were hungry for a long time, and swallowed it in a big gulp. Xiao Yu waited for his father to fall asleep, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged, his mind froze, and a loud voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"How is it, boy, how is Ben Daxian's 'Nine Yang Jue'?"