"Nuwa's descendants have become aggressive, ready to reap luck!"

Seeing Qing'er showing no trace and making her debut, the eyes of the two people in the crowd of onlookers lit up.

They have undergone transformation and disguise, and they look no different from ordinary people, but they are actually wearing black cloth hats, red crosses embroidered on their chests, obscene appearances, and split eyebrows.

It's just that compared to those two funny people, these two are gods, and they have the power to disrupt the world.

At this time, the god descendant with a slightly square face on the right side pursed his mouth tightly and did not say a word, and the god descendant with a slightly round face on the left and right cheeks with two pink patterns tattooed on the left and right sides of his cheeks locked his eyes on Qing'er.

He looked at luck.

The main shrine focuses on the overall luck of the world, ordinary reincarnators value the core luck of the protagonist of the plot, and these two are aimed at Nuwa's faith luck.

With the passage of time, the primeval chronicles have long been unknown, and the beliefs of many gods have disappeared into the long river of history, including Nuwa, the three ancient emperors.

Nowadays, in addition to Miaojiang still worshipping Nuwa Niangniang, the Central Plains has been extremely unfamiliar with this name, many immortal sects only worship Emperor Fuxi, and do not know the emperor of the earth and the emperor of people.

The key point is in Nuwa's descendants.

Not to mention the onlookers, Lin Tiannan frowned as he watched Qing'er fly into the ring.

He dignified the young master of Lin Jiabao, who was invincible in his ten to twenty years old, was actually provoked by a little girl, and it was disgraceful to win!

However, there is no age limit for the ring competition, as long as you come up, even if it is a fifty-year-old girl, you can become an opponent, so Lin Tiannan warned: "Little sister, the sword has no eyes, it's too late for you to go down now!" ”

"Take care of yourself first!"

As soon as Qing'er entered the battle state, her eyes immediately focused and calm, and she put on a posture, and her doll voice became a little cold: "Wing Chun, Lin Qing'er!" ”

"It's still my family!"

Lin Zhenwei is knowledgeable, and he began to feel uneasy in his heart, and chuckled: "Tiannan, pay attention!" ”

Implication of water release.

Foreshadowing the embarrassment of being hammered.

At a glance, you can see that the old rivers and lakes are old.

"Ahh

As soon as the words fell, under the stunned gaze of everyone, Qing'er suddenly teleported in front of Lin Tiannan, and blasted it out with a fist.

Lin Zhenwei's face froze.

, I said that my son released the water, can you believe it?

Fortunately, Lin Tiannan was not weak, seeing that he was about to fly out of the ring, his body turned, and he fell on the edge dangerously, his legs were scattered, the old tree was entangled and rooted, and he looked at Qing'er in shock: "Innate divine power? ”

Qing'er grinned, her expression was similar to the helplessness when Huang Shang taught her, and she snorted.

You can't say that I don't even use 10% of my strength, right?

"My brother is right, these people are too weak, but they also have something worth learning from me, and their strength must be harvested!"

Qing'er slowly retracted her right fist, her strength was reduced to the level of 0.05 Sword Master, her left hand spread out, and her five fingers beckoned.

"Offended!"

Lin Tiannan was young and vigorous, and his self-esteem was extremely high, how could he tolerate such a provocation, with a bang, the Longquan sword on his waist was unsheathed, and the sword qi was flying, and the five fingers of his left hand were also stretched, spitting out the Dao colorless sword qi.

Qi Sword Finger!

This is the basic move of the Lin family's sword qi, when it comes to power and concentration, it is naturally not as big as a yang finger, but it is better than low wear and tear, and the return of breath is short, and when combined with the Lin family's seven-way sword technique, it complements each other.

Lin Tiannan is talented, although he is young, but his martial arts attainments are not shallow, at this time, he is full of strength, the real sword in his right hand, and the virtual sword in his left hand, there is a kind of torrential rain, and the disciples of the other factions are as pale as dirt, and finally understand that he has just lost unjustly.

Qing'er nodded slightly, snorted lightly, intersected her fists and feet, and greeted her, integrating the light skills of all sects and using them, and her body was like a butterfly wearing flowers, dancing, and shuttling in the sword qi.

Lin Tiannan was also aroused to be competitive, and the tip of Longquan's sword continued to tremble, predicting Qing'er's attack position, and at the same time, the sword qi was weaving, the sky and the earth were netting, and the attack was on the defensive.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fists and swords intersected, and the energetic explosions were endless, and even the faces of the heads of the various factions became solemn.

The skills of these two juniors are still secondary, but the skillful use of power and the skillfulness of the move connection, if they are on the field, they may not be able to win easily.

Huang Shang was relieved.

The life forms of the two sides are not at the same level at all, and the competition is meaningless, but Qing'er made a move, not to bully the big with the small, but to change the angle and understand the meaning of martial arts.

The reincarnation who taught her the Wing Chun boxing method was very sinister, although the Wing Chun boxing method was raised to a level suitable for the spiritual power of this world, but it erased the artistic conception of it, making the boxing method extremely dead, just for the purpose of being competitive and fighting bravely.

However, this also has an advantage, there is no artistic conception, there is no pollution, you can create yourself, and integrate your own life perception into the boxing method.

Self-created exercises do not mean that they are necessarily better than martial artists who learn other people's exercises, but martial artists who create their own exercises must have found a suitable path for themselves.

Therefore, many supreme masters who have shocked the past and the present have their divine skills, and now Qing'er is from a high position, and he also hopes to integrate his thoughts and understandings into his boxing techniques, even if he fights with Lin Tiannan, he can gain something.

What do you mean by a fellow practitioner of law and martial arts?

First of all, you must cultivate the two to a high and profound realm, so that you can have the opportunity to cultivate together and become a different descendant of Nuwa!

At this level, no one in Suzhou martial arts can understand, what they see is that you come and go in the field, the dragon fights the tiger, which is very exciting.

"Good! Okay! ”

The grade was improved, and many people immediately cheered and cheered, attracting more and more people to gather here.

It doesn't matter if you can understand it, let's have a good time.

For a time, there was a thunderous roar of joy.

The faces of the two gods sank.

This kind of development is not what they expected.

No matter how powerful Nuwa's descendants are, they are too young, and they definitely don't have this kind of vision, have they been taught?

The gaze of the round-faced divine descendant turned from Qing'er to the viewing platform, looking at the young man who opened the wine gourd, drank one sip at a time, and the aroma of wine lingered on the tip of everyone's nose: "It's the Wine Sword Immortal, according to the information provided by those little guys, this one was selected by the Heavenly Dao, first recaptured the Earth Spirit Bead from the Dao Demon team, and now he has begun to correct the descendants of Nuwa, and he is indeed a qualified savior." ”

The square-faced godborn with his mouth closed gestured with his hand.

The round-faced god descendant was a little dissatisfied: "Let me go to the arch fire again?" Do you do whatever you want when my demon star is in character, why don't you speak up and follow the law? ”

The square-faced godborn suddenly spoke: "You really let me say it?" ”

"Mao!" The round-faced god was startled, and hurriedly waved his hand: "I'll come, I'll come, you will come again at the critical moment, don't mess us up!" ”

Stopping the irrational behavior of his companion, a small whirlpool appeared between the eyebrows of the round-faced divine descendant, which quickly shifted to his mouth, and he didn't see his body shaking, and the voice had already appeared in a person's ear: "Such a young child, he has been practicing since his mother's womb, and he doesn't have this level, isn't he?" ”

It was a disciple of the Broken Yue Sect, who was originally intent, and applauded again and again, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, his face changed, and then he showed that everyone was drunk and sober.

At the same time, his voice came from another wave of people's ears: "Lin Tiannan is on par with a little doll, but the level is just like this, and those who lost to him before are all waste!" ”

"Who! Who's making a big fuss! ”

That side is the gathering point of the disciples of the Cloud Piercing Gate, and the previous "not fighting like this" is also among them, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but be furious and gritted his teeth.

"I heard that in the Thunderbolt Hall, there is a kind of demonization, which can greatly increase the strength of the disciples, if you get your hands, maybe you will be as powerful as this female doll!"

"When Lin Tiannan is defeated, which of you is her opponent?"

"Maybe it's a gang, deliberately making a show for everyone!"

"Kill Lin Jiabao!"

……

After a few moments, the atmosphere of the spectators gradually changed.

The applause faded away, and the anger rose, and hundreds of people looked at the stage with suspicion, jealousy, and ferocity.

There is no progression, no disguise, it is so unmistakably expressed.

"What's going on?"

Qing'er and Lin Tiannan clashed, in the battle with their bodies and minds in their hands, they didn't pay attention to the outside world at all, Lin Zhenwei, as the organizer of the ring competition, the head snake of Suzhou City, but keenly noticed that the situation was wrong, and got up to stop the competition.

"Youkai! This girl is a monster! ”

However, I don't know who shouted the first voice, and the sound of one after another exploded, turning into an overwhelming wave of sound and swept out.

Looking at the appearance that seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, neatly aligned, and excited, Qing'er and Lin Tiannan were stunned, and each retreated, looking over inexplicably.

"Lin Jiabao is in the company of monsters, deliberately fighting fakes!"

"It's okay to insult Suzhou martial arts, but it's okay to insult our brains!"

"Come on! Kill them! ”

The key is that these are not key masters, and under the excitement of the crowd, someone actually took the lead in rushing to the ring.

The scene spiraled out of control in an instant.

Seeing a group of people surrounding her, Qing'er was stunned: "I'm not a demon, don't misunderstand." ”

The demon's attack methods are very different from those of humans, not to mention Qing'er's own ability to infect, which can make creatures of all races subconsciously believe in her kindness and sincerity.

But these people were affected by the fate of the demon star in the underworld, and their brains disappeared, and they would only conform to the crowd, waving their fists to attack, and blocking the direction of Qing'er's dodge with a human wall.

Lin Tiannan was also treated in the same way, and the disciples who had been defeated by him before led the same sect to rush up, and they didn't even listen to their respective masters, instantly drowning him underneath, and under the chaotic fist, the temples that bulged high were quickly deflated.

"My son!"

Lin Zhenwei was shocked: "Little brother, let's save people quickly!" ”

In his opinion, that little girl can have such attainments, and this Wing Chun senior brother should be even more amazing.

The two gods were also on guard, and they saw the wine sword fairy get up, and the sword qi burst out, turning into thousands of strands of sword wire, restraining every rioter.

"It's useless!"

The round-faced godborn smiled.

This sudden riot can't hurt Nuwa's descendants, after all, they are ordinary people, and the gap between them and their strength is too great.

It's just that the mental impact is more profound than the physical injury.

The sword qi can restrain the actions of these people, but it can't change the distorted faces.

Lin Zhenwei hugged Lin Tiannan, who had a shriveled temple, and cried, Lin Jiabao and the other factions instantly drew their swords and faced each other, and the innocent people who were watching scattered and retreated, and countless stampedes occurred due to the crowd.

A good Mid-Autumn Festival, the originally lively Suzhou City, immediately chaos.

This kind of impact is fatal for a child who does not understand the world.

"Nuwa descendants, look at the ugliness of this world, is it worth saving?"

The round-faced godborn spread out his hands and enjoyed his masterpiece.

This method seems to be a mental suggestion, but in practice, it is far from being so simple.

The power of the life grid is traceless, and the enemy can't find himself at all, no matter how powerful the swordsmanship of the wine sword fairy is, it is also ......

Sou!

Just as he was thinking about it, the sword qi that was shuttling through the crowd before suddenly changed direction, and all of them pierced towards him, and the power increased dramatically, and the level of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique instantly rose to the realm of the Heavenly Sword, from sharp to sharp, piercing everything.

"Impossible!"

The round-faced divine descendant's complexion changed drastically, and because he was too confident in his own strength, he didn't have time to resist the fierce sword qi at the last moment.

Seeing that Wan Jian and his body, his partner was about to be stabbed into a hornet's nest, and the square-faced divine descendant blurted out: "Not good! We were discovered! ”

Airplanes!

A strange aura flowed, and the angle of the sword qi with a clear goal suddenly tilted, slashing against the body, and when the sword qi turned, the round-faced divine descendant had disappeared, avoiding a catastrophe.

"It's dangerous! You've got a good mouthful of milk! ”

The round-faced godborn sweated in shock, not that he would really be killed, but that once he fought with the other party, the concealment was gone.

He has never been good at head-to-head confrontation and definitely does not want to go down in person.

Soon, the two of them reconciled, their round eyebrows raised, and they analyzed carefully: "How did the Wine Sword Immortal find me?" ”

The square-faced booth hand pointed to his mouth and made a sewing zipper motion.

The round-faced displeasure said: "Okay, it's not that I won't let you speak, why are you doing this?" ”

Fang Face spit out in one breath: "Let me say?" You let me talk a fart! You don't force the number, every time you overestimate yourself, underestimate the enemy, always blame my milk for miscalculation, and don't you use it all the time, can't you say a normal word? I really can't stand it! ”

"Who let your Legalist follow the law, and add a Tang Sect's poison, I don't know how to practice, I practiced it like that, okay, okay, don't panic, don't panic, don't worry about how the wine and sword fairy happened to us, the purpose has been achieved, it's just a false alarm, our two elders of Xuanming are crisscrossing the heavens, relying on operation, you see......"

The round face soothed his companion and pointed to the ring, and then his face suddenly froze.

Because the eyes suddenly rippled like a mirror, the rioting audience who was frozen by the sword qi in the ring, the white-haired man who sent the black-haired man to the lord of Lin Jiabao, and even the descendants of the wine sword fairy and Nuwa, all rippled down.

It was only in the next moment that a familiar and unfamiliar cheer came from my ears.

"Good! Well played! ”

The round-faced god descendant saw a flower in front of him, and found that he had appeared in a crowded crowd again, surrounded by cheering spectators, Qing'er and Lin Tiannan on the stage were learning martial arts, and after flipping and turning dozens of moves, they finally stopped, and the point was stopped, causing a shocking cheer.

"What's going on? What about the chaos that just erupted? ”

The round-faced godborn looked around incredulously, sniffing the smell of wine lingering between his noses, and then looked at the young man who was drinking, and finally understood: "It's not good, it's an illusion!" ”

It's not too accurate to describe it as a fantasy, but the effect is very similar.

Huang Shang had just sensed a trace of an unusual aura from the crowd, fleeting, and extremely thin.

He never believed in any perceptual errors, and immediately suspected that there was a reincarnation powerhouse hidden in the audience.

If the specific location cannot be determined, it must be the strongest of the strong.

For the first time, he unfolded the Dionysian realm.

Nameless condenses the absolute realm, and the wine sword immortal is naturally no worse than him, due to the recent research on the life level, the Dionysian realm has gone deeper in this.

As long as the life form does not override the god of wine, when you smell the fragrance of the god of wine, you will unconsciously turn upside down and fall into a drunken dream that seems to have happened but as if it did not happen.

So, in a drunken dream, Huang Shang saw the onlookers suddenly erupt, and rushed to the stage like he lost his mind, besieging Qing'er and Lin Tiannan.

That kind of chaos not only liberates the desire of the flesh and blood will, causing it to fall into blind impulses, but also suppresses the desire to survive of the flesh and blood, enough to launch a suicide attack.

Otherwise, they would be like Master Key, who only dared to evaluate behind their backs, and did not dare to confront the powerful Qing'er and Lin Tiannan, the strong man in their generation.

Therefore, this kind of irrational chaos, once it breaks out, will not only be in this ring, but also in the densely populated city of Suzhou, it will have a chain reaction and hurt hundreds of people......

Fortunately, in the realm of Dionysus, turmoil only exists in drunken dreams.

It's just that the enemy was not found either.

The sword of tomorrow has been locked, but in the end, it has inexplicably failed, and the cause and effect have been reversed by another unreasonable force.

Huang Shang looked at the onlookers again, wrote down the two peculiar breaths in his heart, and took a sip of wine.

The next moment, a smiling little face had already appeared in front of him: "Brother, I'm back!" ”

Huang Shang looked at the satisfaction overflowing between her eyebrows, and smiled: "How do you feel after this battle?" ”

Qing'er hummed without hesitation: "Before going on stage, I wanted to make Wing Chun famous, but after the fight, I think it's best for everyone to be happy together, I want to be happy forever, happy until I get old!" ”

"No matter what you study, the fundamental purpose is to live a happy life, and if you can make more people happy besides yourself, it would be great!"

Huang Shang touched her little head, Qing'er sat down in her arms, and a small snake body couldn't wait to wrap up, squinting her eyes and laughing.

"Don't worry, you will be happy until you are old, and you will age very slowly!"

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