Chapter 180: The Dance of the Sword Maiden
The fashionable little Maruko in the world of killing Matt stared at Lin Qingxiao with his perceptive eyes. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info others don't know, but the fashion little pill knows that Lin Qingxiao will be a super newcomer in the world of killing Matt, "His unique hairstyle and rainbow-like hair color deeply attracted me. I really want to cut a new dress for him, like I wear. But ah, I won't do that, with Lin Qingxiao's talent for killing Matt, coupled with my ingenious cutting skills, he will immediately become the target of attention of the killers!"
Facing Lin Qingxiao's glorious palm, the fashionable little balls were full of fighting spirit, and they shot out, bang!
The well-known Matt-killing aristocrat and the notorious Matt-killer newcomer, the first tear between the two is thrilling and exciting.
The half-human, half-demon power of the demon world stroked his beard and sighed: "Oh, is that kid Lin Qingshi, I've heard of him." The bearer of the Great Wille Gate!"
"What, the Great Wille Gate was obtained by him!"
"Yes, yes. We spent half of our lives on the Great Wille Gate, which I couldn't wait for, was taken away by that kid. ”
"Demon, how do you know!"
"A certain family has its own source, whether you believe it or not, what does it matter to me. ”
The demon is the power of the demon world, but his bloodline does not exist, his mother is a human, but his father is a big demon. A half-demon like him is not welcomed, whether it is in the human world or in the demon world, he is an outlier. Like Inuyasha, whose father is a dog demon and whose mother is a princess of a small country, is also a half-demon, the little thing between him and the half-brother Oni-chan Sesshomaru is also well known.
However, the demon is gifted, and he has made unprecedented vows in martial arts, and has achieved a series of achievements. Gentlemen, look at the dress of the demon, he wears one-foot-high pointed leather boots, the left net// socks, the right over-the-knee socks, and the Qi (silenced) skirt is standard.
Even if he stays with the ability to kill Matt, the demon is not far behind, and it can even be said to be shining, and his taste makes the ability to kill Matt secretly sigh. "Who is the one who is the one who kills Matt!" sighed the power of the Matt killing world.
This powerful person is called "Wu Dumao", with a pair of emerald green eyes and dazzling blonde hair, and there is a cute element of Dumao!
Wu Dumao, Ren Demon, and Fashion Maruko are all acquaintances, and when they get together, they like to discuss fashion trends and rising talents.
"It's not easy, Lin Qingxiao. I can tear up with Xiao Maruki-kun for so long without falling behind!" Wu Dumao said in surprise.
"Huh. You killers of Matt, with low eyes and low hands, can't tolerate newcomers, how can you find their shining points. To tell you the truth, I look at Lin Qingxian more than our old friend Xiao Maruko!" said the demon smiled. Besides, the friendship between him and the fashionable Maruko and Wu Dumao is not so strong.
"Hahaha. Wu Dumao laughed. "Demon, you really dare to say it. His skillful hands are unparalleled in the world, and his sewing technology is even more world-shattering. Although Lin Qingxiao has a lot of aura, he is not Xiao Maruko's opponent. Give him another ten years, maybe he can be on par with Maruko. ”
Different from the demon, Wu Dumao is more optimistic about the fashionable pills, but he also admires the fashionable newcomer Lin Qingxiao.
"Daweidemen, is it really in his hands?" Wu Dumao mused. "If I could, I would snatch the Great Weide Gate and put it in his hands, what a waste. Only a nobleman like me who kills Matt deserves to have the Great Weide Gate!"
The fashionable little balls wearing the "emperor's new clothes" were also surprised that they couldn't take Lin Qingshrimp after a long battle. "I already think highly of him, I can't imagine that Lin Qingxiao is so handsome. ”
That being the case, Xiao Maruko reached out and patted it on Maruko's hairstyle, and hum, a ball of fighting spirit rose, as big as a canopy, up and down. There is a pair of eyes burning and shining in the fighting spirit, destined to be a green shrimp.
Lin Qingxiao suddenly felt that there was something wrong in some areas, and his friends were also nervous. "What's that!" Lin Qingxiao naturally noticed the eyes in the fighting spirit.
"This friend who killed Matt, pay attention. Your Maruko senior is going to release his contract beast. "The youngest gang leader of the Beggar Gang, Hong Qigong, transmitted the sound to Lin Qingxiao.
"Fashionable Maruko's contract beast?" Lin Qingxiao said secretly. Haven't you ever heard of it, did Maruko's predecessor have a contract beast?
"The predecessors are unjust, and Hugh blames the boy for being ruthless. Lin Qingxiao said coldly. Whew, the wind is swirling, and the grass is twisting. A desolate aura instantly swept over the sky above everyone present.
The people of the demon world, the people of the pseudo-mother world, the people who killed the Matt world, and the people of the beggar gang raised their heads and stared at the sky. There, a door appeared!
The two doors were closed, but the smell of desolation wafted out of them.
"Great Widder Gate!"
Wu Dumao said loudly. "It's the Great Weide Gate, the Great Weide Gate that our generation can't find!"
"Nani? that's the Great Wille Gate, a treasure that claims to have it, and the little friend has never had time to rest!"
"It's terrible, the man's little friend doesn't have time to rest? That's right, how can I let this kind of unfortunate thing happen to my compatriots! Let me bear this terrible pain, what's coming at me!"
A big demon flew out of the camp of the demon world, and he snatched the Great Weide Gate. Who wouldn't want to have it, who would use it, who knows!
Someone started the beginning, and more pseudo-mothers, big demons, beggar gang elders, half-humans and half-demons flew into the sky, brushing, brushing, brushing! Everyone is worried about falling behind, and the Great Wille Gate has become someone else's bag.
Even though they are powerful people, Wu Dumao and Fashion Maruko also have terrifying faces, and they also want to have the Great Weide Gate, but the two of them did not make a move.
The youngest gang leader in the history of the beggar gang, Hong Qigong, didn't make a move, his right hand was cut behind his back, and his left hand was tricky. Steeply, the sky shone with green light, and a green dog-beating stick cut through the void and suddenly descended. Hong Qigong held the stick in his left hand, and his eyes were cold, "The people of the beggar gang listened to the order, and they snatched the Great Weide Gate, under the five bags of elders, all of them were abolished, and they are no longer the people of my beggar gang!"
The dog beating stick, the scepter of the beggar gang, is a treasure, and it is also a sacred object, to the horror of those beggar gang elders, the dog beating stick actually recognizes the rainbow seven palaces as the master! This makes them embarrassed, who doesn't want to be the person on that person. The elders had different expressions, some were disdainful, some were terrified, and some were immobile.
After escaping from the Killing Matt Realm, Hongqigong relied on his adventures in the Kill Matt Realm to further cultivate and become the next gang leader designated by the previous beggar gang master due to fate. The elders were not convinced, especially those eight-bag and nine-bag elders, who were still waiting for the old gang leader to die and take over the throne themselves! Unexpectedly, they could not be convinced by killing a little beggar with no name in the middle of the way.
Yes, the old gang leader passed away, and the process of Hongqigong taking over the beggar gang was not smooth, and it was thrilling and dangerous.
At the right time, Lin Qingxian sacrificed the Great Weide Gate, attracting many beggars to take action, including three bags of elders, four bags of elders, and even six bags of elders and seven bags of elders. When they heard that the people of the Beggar Gang under the Elder of the Bag were to be abolished, their faces were blue and their noses were crooked.
Seven Bag Elder Song Jiji glared at the Rainbow Seven Palaces angrily and said, "Rainbow Seven Palaces, you are also worthy of holding the dog beating stick?
Song Jiji's right palm was divided, one bright and one dark, and the two palms rushed out vigorously and slapped towards the Rainbow Seven Palaces. "Where am I inferior to you, take the dog beating stick, and I will play with it. Matsuyoshi sneered.
Hongqigong is still young, and he was ridiculed by Matsuyoshi in public, his face was like a red-hot shoehorn, and he made a few noises, but he finally failed to speak.
Bang bang twice, Hong Qigong smashed the two palms of Song Jiji with a dog stick.
"Hahaha!"
"Rainbow Qigong, hand over the dog beating stick, you are not worthy to be our leader. ”
"The master of the beggar gang, the capable person lives in it, the Rainbow Seven Palace, you ask yourself, how can He De do? Have you made any contribution to the beggar gang? Tell it and let everyone listen. ”
"I propose that Elder Songyoshi be the helper. Four bags of elder Ma Caorong said loudly. Ma Caorong and Songjiji have a good relationship, and the beggars are well known. This time, he and Songjiji worked together to snatch the Great Weide Gate, according to the Rainbow Seven Palaces, he Ma Caorong was about to be driven out of the beggar gang, and he was almost a waste.
Ma Caorong, who has a very high spirit, will never allow that to happen.
Many of the elders of the beggar gang were silent, waiting to see the joke of the Rainbow Seven Palaces. Most of the elders who support the Rainbow Seven Palaces are two-bag or three-bag elders, they have no real power, and they are also dispensable people in the beggar gang. But in the face of the sudden situation, they didn't dare to support Hongqigong openly, for fear of being hated by others, taking their bags, or even expelling them.
"Ahh
A great demon howled in pain. Half of his face was gone, because he was so confident that he had to open the door, but he was crushed by two doors.
Just as the big demon howled, there was a loud bang, and the two doors opened, and several long blue streams swirled out from the door, poof, puff, and slashed into the big demon's body. There was no more miserable howl, and the big demon died.
The crowd gasped and quickly left the Great Vedic Gate. Even the most cheerful Elder Ma Caorong, he flew the fastest, even faster than Elder Songjiji.
Songjiji was slightly surprised, "Ma Caorong, when did he become so powerful?" Elder Songjiji couldn't figure it out.
But the people scattered like birds and beasts, and they scattered. It's really a hurry to come, a hurry to go, a duster of your sleeves, and not a cloud to take away.
Ma Caorong hadn't flown far before a voice came from among the beggars, "Wu Na Ma Caorong, don't be faceless, stop! ”
A good man flew up, he was also a four-bag elder, and he had four green bags hanging from his body. "Ma Caorong, you said that you will never be separated from me, turned around and threw yourself into Songjiji's arms. Let me bear it!" The man who spoke was a simple person at first glance, and his figure and appearance were naturally not as good as the Seven Bags Elder Songjiji.
Songjiji thought proudly: "Hahaha, feather bag, look at your straw bag, which point is comparable to me." Ma Caorong and I stay together, it is a matter of course, we are a talented match, just right for Gao Jizai!"
Yu Bao Bao said angrily: "Song Jiji, do you dare to be shameless again! Without me, can you become the Seven Bags Elder of the Beggar Gang!"
Songjiji snorted, "Shut up." Dare to mention those things. I am where I am today thanks to my own efforts and the Armstrong Boom Cannon, and you, you are just my guide, and you have done nothing for me. My dedication, my hardships, how can you know!"
Moreover, I am already an elder of seven bags, and you are only an elder of four bags, so make a judgment from above, pay attention to your tone! Song Jiji sneered, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, a cloud of green bloomed like a blooming emerald (silenced) flower.
The feather bag has already been thrown under the Hongqigong Gate, and he is more optimistic about the young head of the wings that are not yet full.
The icing on the cake is far less than sending charcoal in the snow!
"What is the face of the ungrateful fang, born in the world. Yu Bao grabbed the backpack behind him, snorted, and ripped it open, shaking out a puff of light in the bag, like a firefly gathered together, the light crumbs fluttered, and turned into a long sword. "This sword can cut the world's smallest. Yu Bao smiled.
The sword in his hand is not an ordinary sword, ranking seven of the fifteen divine soldiers of the beggar gang, and it is called the "Jian Fuyingfu" sword.
Although the feather bag is wooden, he is a good sword maker, and the head of the beggar gang is in love with his low-key and talent in swordsmanship, so he passed the "Jian Fuyingfu" sword to him. The feather bag also lived up to the high expectations of the master, and he practiced "Lu Mao Thirteen Swords", and the sword style was extremely powerful.
On Song Jiji, there is no half mercy in the feather bag, and as soon as you get started, it is the eighth style in "Lu Mao Thirteen Swords", the turtle sword. Brushing and brushing, the sword swelled suddenly, condensed into a big turtle, sliced through the void, and crashed into the seven bags of elders of the beggar gang, Song Jiji.
"Elder Song, be careful!" Ma Caorong exclaimed. The person he was worried about was naturally the Seven Bags Elder, and the things he was worried about were also caused by Songjiji.
After all, Ma Caorong and Yu Bao Bao loved him and knew him best, "Yu Bao Bao doesn't like to be public, but his swordsmanship is extremely high, and Song Jiji is afraid that he is not his opponent." Worried, Ma Caorong's eyebrows were full of sorrow. How can he not worry, as soon as Songjiji dies, his biggest backer will be gone, can he still have a foothold in the beggar gang!
"Turtle Sword!"
Song Jiji's face changed suddenly, "Yu Baobao, you are ruthless, and Song is not polite." ”
The right foot is raised forward, and there is a pool of clear water under the feet of Songjiji, cooing, and a string of bubbles rises in the water, and the bottom of the pool does not know what kind of terrible beast is hidden.
When the big turtle formed by the sword qi flew closer, the pool in front of Peng! Songjiji burst out, and the blue arrows roared out, fluttering, fluttering!
"Come out, my Bichi Beast!" shouted Songjiji.
The Seven Bags Elder is also a person with a contract beast, and his contract beast is not small, and it is as famous as the Jiateng Eagle Beast, the Fog Teng Blue Beast, and the Cangjing Beast, and it is called the Bichi Beast.
Elder Matsuyoshi's contract beast is a man, not a girl. It Fang Fu got out of the waterhole and glanced at his master first, "Songjiji, it's okay to call me to do anything, my appearance fee is very high, don't prevaricate me!"
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Elder Matsuyoshi also wanted to cry without tears. (silenced), can you not talk about money, it hurts feelings. His contract beast is good at everything, but it is too realistic, it is not profitable to be early, his eyes are open when he sees money, and he does not cry when he sees the coffin.
"Bichi Beast!" Feather Bag snorted. "Matsuyoshi, that beast is very similar to you, no wonder you make a contract. ”
Brush, the feather bag shook the "Jian Fuyingfu" sword, and the sword danced, sweeping towards the Bichi Beast.
You can die together!
"Little brother, are you in such a hurry? We can't sit down and talk? The conditions you offered are good enough, I can betray Songjiji. Bichimon laughed.
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Listening to his own contract beast say that, Elder Matsuyoshi's face turned green with anger. Maggi's, without playing like this, can you still be friends happily.
The feather bag smiled, stepped on the air, and spun out. "It's useless to talk too much, die!" The four bags of elders of the beggar gang once again used the famous sword style. (To be continued.) )