At this moment, the first Qian Lao Zu and several people suddenly moved.

"Huh?"

There was a hint of surprise in Qian Laozu's eyes.

I saw that Lin Xiao'er, who had his hands down, did not use his sword as before, but retreated sharply, letting go of the gravel.

"Hum—"

Seeing that the gravel was about to fly out of the battlefield circle, Ning Zhiyuan waved his arm, and a spiritual light covered the three zhang circles.

He is not a member of the eighteenth family, he is considered neutral, and it is reasonable to make a move at this time.

The rubble hit the mask and turned into powder, which spread in an instant.

"Kura—"

In the dim dust, a sword light pierced and landed directly between Qian Yifeng's fists.

Three inches forward is Qian Yifeng's chest.

Qian Yifeng, who stretched forward with his fists, stood stiff and motionless, only his chest rose and fell violently, and his face turned red.

The timing of this sword was ingenious, so that those foundation building overhauls couldn't help but bow their heads, and looked at Lin Xiao'er's gaze, with a little more appreciation.

This little girl is really a good seedling for practicing martial arts.

Lin Xiao'er's sword light slowly recovered.

At this moment, Qian Yifeng suddenly shouted, his body twisted, and he could give way to the chest point, and his right fist smashed straight towards Lin Xiao'er.

Although this blow was a bit overwhelming, he did not admit defeat at this time, and it was not impossible to make a move.

What's more, he is never tired of deceit.

And this blow is obviously a punch for a sword, and both lose-lose fights.

Although Qian Yifeng let go of his chest, the sword light only needed to move forward, and it would pass through his shoulder, and his arm would be wasted at the least, and his life would be at worst.

Of course, he smashed it with one punch, confident that he could kill Lin Xiaoer on the spot.

The one who survives to the end is the victor.

On the first day of joining the army, the then commander said so.

This sentence flashed in Qian Yifeng's mind.

The flip between the lightning and flint seemed to calm everyone.

Even Han Xiao in the distance also raised his head and looked at Lin Xiao'er.

This was the first time in a long time that Han Xiao had looked at the gambling arena with his eyes.

Lin Xiao'er's originally slightly closed eyes opened, and she looked at Han Xiao, who was looking over, with a hint of joy in her eyes.

It turns out that this is the heart sword.

Her form abruptly dissipated in place.

Yes, like a cloud, it dissipates into a miasma.

It's just that the sword light is still there, and it revolves around Qian Yifeng, lightly picking the big hole of the wind pool on his neck.

The sword light penetrated into the skin for three points, no more, no less, and a spiritual power as light as smoke and dust penetrated, making Qian Yifeng's eyes black and he fell to the ground limply.

Lin Xiao'er's figure reappeared, already behind Qian Yifeng.

"Qingyun Sect's Qingyun Transformation Rain Sword, are you a disciple of Qingyun Sect on Qingxiao Ridge?"

Lu Shen showed a strange look in his eyes, and looked at Lin Xiao'er and said loudly.

Lin Xiao'er nodded.

Just now, she realized in her heart, and her understanding of kendo was instantly a little thorough.

This Qingyun Sect's swordsmanship was immediately like seeing the sun through the clouds, and there was no slightest obstacle in front of her.

In every swordsmanship, she can reach the highest level of perfection and integration.

"The Qingyun Turning Rain Sword is the lineage of the Qingyun Sect Master, are you a disciple of the Qingyun Sect?" Lu Shen said again.

A descendant of the blessed land sect, his identity is no worse than that of ordinary family children.

And Lin Xiao'er is so old, and her swordsmanship has reached such a realm, but she succumbed to Han Xiao's maid, who would have thought of this?

Lin Xiao'er still didn't speak, only nodded lightly.

"Since he is a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he is also a distinguished guest when he comes to my family, and we did a bad job just now. Lu Chen turned his head to look around, and then fixed his gaze on Lin Xiao'er's face.

"How about this gamble?"

Before, it was just an ordinary gambling fight, and this little girl was just a maid.

But at this time, it seems that it is actually a descendant of the Immortal Sect.

Even if you win this woman today, you will get into trouble.

The power of the Daomen of Great Chu is second only to the court.

The family blatantly oppressed a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and the Dao Sect would definitely not give up.

"Childe said to fight, then fight, Childe said, just stop. ”

Lin Xiao'er said lightly.

Childe, Han Xiao.

With Lin Xiao'er's words, everyone looked at Han Xiao again.

Zhou Wenbiao was jealous of Han Xiao for the first time.

Such a beautiful maid, and so obedient, are you willing to use it for gambling?

Under everyone's gaze, a smile appeared on Han Xiao's face.

"If the gambling is stopped, this Dan, I'm afraid I can't stay in the eighteenth family......"

He pinched the elixir in his hand, and his tone was full of pity.

If you don't fight, the elixir will be taken away.

There are three fake pills in the eighteenth family, and there are only two spirit pills.

If there was no third pill, the three Fake Dan Realm Ancestors would not really make any unpleasant trouble.

The point is that the third one is here, just give it up, and the one who can't form a golden pill because of this will definitely be unhappy in his heart.

Han Xiao's words came out, and the characters on the foundation in the field had already changed color in unison.

As a child of a family, but using the elixir in his hand as bait to embarrass the family, this Han Xiao, is he going to isolate himself from the Changning family?

The other low-level family disciples were all indignant, looking at Han Xiao's face full of anger, and they couldn't wait to step forward and snatch the pill away.

"Okay, since that's the case, then let's fight again. Qian Laozu said coldly, then looked at Song Yubao beside Han Xiao and said, "Song Yubao, you play." ”

Play?

You haven't been to Qingxiao Mountain, you don't know the name of the witch of Qingyun Sect, can I Song Yubao know?

The foundation building realm has been slashed with a sword, not to mention that he has only just entered the late stage of qi refining?

When those younger generations heard that Qian Laozu had named Song Yubao's name, there was a trace of fanaticism on their faces.

Zhu Jiu, Han Ba, Wu Fifteen, Song Yubao and Qian Jin are all figures who have been in the limelight in the family in recent times.

This is the true elite of the Maison.

Song Yubao played and won the game.

"Yubao, don't lose the face of my Song family. Not far away, an elder of the Song family's foundation realm shouted.

If he doesn't speak, who knows that he is a member of the Song family?

"Young Master Bao made a move, and this little girl could only fold her sword and return. ”

"It's the identity of a disciple of the sect, and winning too simply, I'm afraid it will hurt my face. ”

"Don't worry, Young Master Bao is measured, and he will definitely let her lose beautifully. ”

......

For a while, there was a resurgence of discussion in the hall.

"That's Song Yubao of the Song family?

"When they stepped into the path of immortals, I'm afraid they wouldn't talk about marriage so early, right?"

There are a lot of such discussions around Xu Yuniang.

"This kind of young man is worthy of my Qian family's concubine, not like those who don't know respect and humility, and are unkind. ”

Second Mrs. Qian glanced at Han Xiao in the distance hatefully, then looked at Song Yubao beside him, and said loudly.

"That's it. ”

"Naturally, that's the case. ”

......

The discussion suddenly became a little more intense.

But after all these times, Song Yubao actually sat there and didn't move at all.

The discussion gradually subsided.

"That, ancestor, Song Yubao knew that he was not Fairy Lin's opponent, so he didn't go up to offer ugliness. ”

Song Yubao stood up, bowed to Qian Laozu, and then sat down again, bowing his head and saying nothing.

Don't play!

The rising star of the eighteenth family, Song Yubao, actually directly admitted defeat and refused to play.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the field again.

Qian Lao Zu's face twitched, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.