Chapter 45: Turbulent

Lu Xiaonan tried to stabilize his retreating figure under the power of Hong Qi's true yuan, although it was very hard, he still stood after taking more than ten steps back, and the clothes of his whole body flew away like a butterfly with wings under Hong Qi's palm power, revealing the dark yellow Ruofeng armor inside, which was originally left in the dormitory by him, and now it was taken and forcibly asked by Ruoxi not to take it off under any circumstances.

"Demons? Hmph, it's really inexplicable, are all the enemies in your eyes demons? Although Lu Xiaonan was under extreme pressure, he still opened his mouth to fight back. Originally, because he knew Hu Han, a disciple of Longhu Mountain of the Huaxia Alliance, he was a bad young man, and they chatted very speculatively at that party, and he also had a good impression of Longhu Mountain. How many people have these two words harmed, as long as they are put on this hat by a righteous person, it is extremely difficult to turn over, and what he hates the most since he came into contact with the cultivation world is the word "demon", and this time it was his turn? This upset him.

"Demon, don't kneel down and die!" Hong Qi roared again, took two steps forward, spit out again with his palm, and tried his best to suppress Lu Xiaonan, his purpose was to make him kneel down and break his Dao heart. This young man claims to be a disciple of Sineng, although he is called a demon by himself, but he can't really kill it like this, otherwise it will be really difficult to explain in the future, as long as he is on his knees, even if this young man cultivates to a high level in the future, it will be difficult to threaten the core disciples of this sect, and it is the responsibility of these older people to strangle the geniuses of his sect and escort the disciples of this sect.

Although Ruofeng Jia helped Lu Xiaonan unload nearly thirty percent of his strength, his feet were still deeply immersed in the bluestone slab, his forehead was full of green tendons, and the dark blue aura in the meridians was flowing rapidly, and almost all the insects could be seen on the surface of his body. In fact, Lu Xiaonan really wanted to try it with the other party, and weigh what level of his strength he had, but under the suppression of the other party, it was extremely difficult to raise his arm, as if in the face of Tianwei, he couldn't fight against it at all, and the confidence he had established when he had defused the other party's sound wave was immediately dispelled.

The heavier the pressure, the calmer he became, the experience of falling in love in his previous dream had made his heart tough enough, his eyes were full of eagerness to meet the challenge, and he mobilized the dark blue true elements all over his body, and fought against the pressure with all his might, he could finally open his mouth to speak, finally he could raise his arms, and even took a small step forward.

"Don't kneel yet!" Hong Qi saw that Lu Xiaonan was so stubborn, and he wanted to break through his own suppression and blockade, with his own name, if he was broken through like this by a yellow-haired boy like him, wouldn't it be a joke! couldn't help but sneer, and increased the palm power to sixty percent.

But although Lu Xiaonan was shaky and trembling all over, he didn't kneel.

"Get on your knees!" Hong raised his eyebrows, and raised his palm power again, reaching seventy percent of all his mana, which was already the limit that the younger generation of disciples of Longhu Mountain could bear, he didn't believe that the young man in front of him could be stronger than the core disciples of his sect, and the sneer on his face was even thicker, with a deep sense of irony.

However, something happened that made him dumbfounded, Lu Xiaonan not only withstood seventy percent of his mana, but also winked at him, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.

Hong Qi was tyrannical and temperamental, and he couldn't stand the provocation, and for a while he left his original intention behind, Huo Ran urged Dantian Zhenyuan, and actually used ten percent of his strength, and for a while, the wind howled, and the surrounding migrant workers and the bricks and stones all over the ground flew away in an instant. Lu Xiaonan's body also involuntarily retreated with the strong wind, and his feet made two deep marks on the bluestone ground, but he still stood upright.

"Huh? Don't kneel yet! Hong Qi roared, he was really angry, his mind was already hot, the true yuan of the whole body suddenly burst out, and he used the other palm as well, Huo Ran pushed forward, only to see a huge palm emitting a little golden light pressing down on the top of Lu Xiaonan's head, this is the strongest mana suppression he can exert, and it has reached twelve percent of the power!

Under the huge pressure, the aura in Lu Xiaonan's meridians had already been replaced by dark blue liquid, and his strength surged, coupled with the unloading of Ruofeng Armor, he still withstood more than ninety percent of the opponent's strength, except for the front chest and back of Ruofeng Armor's protection, the body surface naked outside the armor was like being slashed by a sharp blade, and a trace of blood flowed out, gathering into drops of blood dripping.

Lu Xiaonan roared on his back, his arms suddenly opened, and the Nether Sword Huo Ran appeared in his hand, he was by no means the kind of person who sat still and waited to die, enduring severe pain, under the seemingly endless heavenly might, before the arm bones were broken, he tried to swing a sword, a faint blue sword light counterattacked in the roaring hurricane, although the sword light was as weak as a candle in the wind, it could be extinguished at any time, but he still sent out this sword, and then with a click, the bone of his right forearm was broken.

This sword is a joke in Hong Qi's eyes, but this sword is a great irony of the injustice of heaven and earth for Lu Xiaonan, although this sword was dissolved into invisibility by Hong Qi with a slight wave of his sleeves, but it still left a small hole the size of a grain of rice in the cuff of his robe, which could not be detected if he did not look carefully.

Lu Xiaonan laughed, his face distorted, but he laughed exceptionally happily.

And Hong Qi's face turned blue in an instant, and he couldn't care about anything else, Huo Ran flew out with the sword on his back, with a cold light and endless killing intent, and slashed towards Lu Xiaonan, such a genius, he would never allow him to stay in the world!

Bite! A string of prayer beads struck the sword, and the sword flew back in an instant with a wail, hovering over Hong Qi's head, and the sword body was dull and almost abandoned.

"Amitabha." With a Buddha call, the rosary flew back, and was caught in his hand by Si Neng who came from a distance, he had been hiding in the distance and watching, he also wanted to see how far his apprentice's cultivation had progressed, if Hong couldn't get up with the killing intent, he might continue to wait and see, but if the other party wanted to kill his apprentice, he had no reason not to come forward.

"Hong Qi, you are two hundred years old, you are really a senior master, it is rare for you to take such care of the disciples of the poor monks, when he walks the world as a poor monk, the disciples of Longhu Mountain should also be treated differently." Sineng walked over with a sneer, nodded a few times on Lu Xiaonan's body, asked him to step back and heal, and then sneered a few times again, "Dragon Tiger Mountain is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." ”

"Senior Si Neng, don't say those useless words." Hong Qi, who was more than 200 years old, was repelled by a junior who had been practicing for less than 50 years, and his face was blue and white alternately, but he still had to regain face, "If you have the ability, let's fight first!" ”

"Just you? You can't. Sineng shook his index finger and looked at Zhang Fujun, "Master Zhang, what are you doing when you come to Hongguang Temple so aggressively, is it just to discipline disciples for poor monks?" That's a great thank you. ”

Zhang Fujun smiled indifferently, "The master said that he was joking, Elder Hong also saw that this disciple of yours had wonderful roots, and his cultivation techniques were extremely wonderful, but he just saw that he liked to take the test, but he never wanted to be misunderstood by the master." ”

"Hypocrisy, the Buddha said the truth ****** hypocrisy." Sineng snorted coldly, "At the Dao Conference, I thought that the position of the leader must belong to the poor monk, but because of the villain's plot, I failed to compete with Zhang Tianshi for the leader, and I have always regretted it, but now we meet again, how about you and me?" ”

Zhang Fujun frowned secretly, Hong Qi on the side couldn't bear it anymore, "What kind of identity is my celestial master, how can he be as knowledgeable as a vulgar monk like you, if you fight, Hong will come to fight with you!" ”

"An invincible general dares to challenge the poor monk? You'd better cool off, you're more than 200 years old, and it's time to settle down. Sineng's mouth was really vicious, and one sentence made Hong Qi jump like thunder and lose his bearings.

"Junior, it's too much to deceive!" Hong Qi roared angrily, the sword was in his hand, the true yuan surged, and the sword bloomed with fiery golden light again, drawing a cold light, stabbing towards Sineng.

As soon as the rosary in Sineng's hand was spread, he suddenly wrapped around the sword that stabbed him, and with a slight pull, Hong Qi's body was like a falling leaf in the wind, floating in front of Sineng without resistance, and all the vital points of his body were not exposed in front of him, let him handle it.

"Master, be merciful!" Zhang Fujun didn't expect Hong Qi to be so poor in front of the other party, he was really invincible, and hurriedly exited to prevent the next situation that he didn't want to see.

At the moment when Zhang Fujun shouted, Sineng slapped Hong Qi in the face, and immediately several teeth flew out, "My disciple is the only one I can beat, train, and kill, how can I allow outsiders to point fingers and meddle in discipline!" ”

Sineng slapped Hong Qi on the other cheek again, and several teeth flew away, "What's wrong with the famous family, it's not that there are a bunch of waste snacks, how can my Hongguang Temple be a place for outsiders to come and spread wild!" ”

Syllable! Another slap, "Even with you like two hundred and five, you dare to succeed in front of my Si Neng!" ”

Syllable! "Who gave you the guts of the dog, dare to come to Hongguang Temple to spread wild!"

Syllable! "You old bastard......

"Enough!" After Sineng slapped him seven or eight times in a row, Zhang Fujun finally couldn't stand it anymore, and attacked Sineng with one palm, "Sineng, this Heavenly Master will fulfill your wishes today, accept your challenge, and see what your strength is, dare to say that you can beat this Heavenly Master back then, or that this Heavenly Master deserves to be the leader of the year!" ”

Sineng laughed, kicked Hong Qi away, rubbed his hands, and stared at the middle-aged Heavenly Master in front of him, "The poor monk is thinking, where to start cutting you, is it more suitable for your Heavenly Master identity?" ”