After a poem was finished, Hong Xiaobao continued to take care of his health, and after half a minute of shock, everyone present cheered violently: "The Nine Emperors made a good poem! The Nine Emperors are talented!" "Cut, that's necessary, you don't have any talent to make a place like Nuanxianglou?" "Yes, yes, it makes sense!" "As soon as this poem comes out today, I'm afraid that these Nine Emperors are going to take advantage of the relationship with the Holy Son Academy, right?"

Now it seems that this Nine Emperor Princes at least have the relationship between Lei Yin Pavilion, Lotus Throne and Holy Son Academy, and their strength cannot be underestimated, and their future is immeasurable!

"Yes, yes, alas, it's a pity, this Nine Emperors is said to have never liked to practice martial arts, and no one knows the reason inside, but I think there should be a last resort, otherwise a talent like him, just choose a sect to enter, and he will have a great future." ”

Seeing that his little brother Bao was in the limelight, Yun Caixiao on the side covered his mouth and chuckled, and really smiled, Hong Xiaobao looked straight at it.

"Ri Ri Qinglou is drunk in a dream, I don't know that there is spring outside the building......" The little girl Qingqing read this poem in a low voice, and smiled: "This Nine Emperor Princes is really interesting, but it's a pity, he doesn't seem to practice martial arts." ”

"Everyone has their own fate, and it's hard to force it," the woman nodded: "With his talent, if he practices martial arts, he will definitely be a top character." ”

When he came into contact with Hong Xiaobao before, Qingqing knew that he didn't have any true qi up and down, so he said this. I felt a little pity, but I didn't say much, just quietly read the poem again.

"Xingxing and entering the sheng song, people are in the bead curtain. Your Royal Highness is a great talent!Chao Wen said, you can die at night!" Zuo Shixian first took a deep look at Hong Xiaobao, then tidied up his clothes, and looked at Guan Juxiong: "My wish has been fulfilled, since Brother Guan wants to fight, then let's go out." ”

In any case, after all, this is someone else's territory, and it is easy to hurt the innocent if you do it directly.

But obviously, Guan Juxiong didn't want to leave at all, he came here today to make trouble, and it was an accident when he bumped into Zuo Shixian.

"Go out and fight, how boring is that? Just fight here!" Guan Juxiong was surging with real anger as he spoke, and his arms instantly thickened, and he lifted the two big copper tripods next to the door with one hand, and threw them at Zuo Shixian!

The big copper tripod looks like it can't be more than a thousand catties, but under the hands of the giant bear in this level, it is as light as a small leather ball.

The sound of the copper tripod breaking through the air, whistling past, bringing up a cold air, piercing pain, the force of this throw, I am afraid that there will be thousands of catties!

This Guan giant bear grew up drinking demon bear milk since he was a child, born with divine power, Zuo Shixian knew it well, he didn't dare to take it hard, and dodged to the side, and at the same time let out a long roar in his mouth, and chanted: "Fang is indeed the leader of the end of the Ming Dynasty," this poem is chanted, the true qi in his hand is surging, and a mouthful of blood is spurted in his mouth, and as soon as the blood mist comes out, it hits his true qi, and it actually becomes a blood sword, at this time Zuo Shixian's second poem came out: "Holding the army of three hundred Huaying!"

Every word is a sword, the seven swords are cut into the air, and the blood-red sword qi rushes straight through the body of the big ding, and suddenly a clatter sounds, and in the blink of an eye, the big ding is divided into seven parts by Zuo Shixian's sword qi!

"It's this trick again, hehe, try this again!" Guan Juxiong roared, his arms instantly turned fiery red, and a fiery red hot palm wind rushed towards Zuo Shixian!

The palm wind was extremely hot, about two meters thick, and it was so raging that even the tablecloth on the table was lit everywhere it passed, obviously with an extremely high temperature!

"Well, the Purple Flame Holy Fire Palm, it is indeed the martial arts of the Ghost Snake Spirit," the little girl Qingqing looked at the palm wind and said lightly: "It's a pity that I haven't practiced at home yet, and the palm wind is still red." ”

It would have been excusable if these words came from the mouth of the woman beside her, but at this time, they came out of the mouth of this little girl, and it was obvious that this little girl had a lot of background, and it was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Hehe, that's all there is to it," the woman glanced at with disdain, "Kung Fu still hasn't been practiced at home." ”

The two of them didn't care about Guan Juxiong's tricks, but Zuo Shixian's expression was extremely dignified.

This level of giant bear has thick skin and thick flesh, and its strength is extremely strong, but its moves are wide open and closed, which is extremely difficult to deal with. Seeing the boiling fire coming to his face, he didn't dare to be careless, and chanted in a long voice: "The birth wheel has not allowed him to pursue death, and now he refuses to disturb Bingqing!"

In an instant, the blood qi long sword in his hand turned into an ice crystal, and the entire Nuanxiang Building was cold.

The palm wind suffocated, and then disappeared under the cold sword aura.

Guan Juxiong didn't move at all, and Zuo Shixian took three steps back before he stood firm.

"Hahaha, Lao Tzu knows that you kid is at most the end of the crossbow!" Guan Juxiong laughed and moved his shoulders: "You just make a few moves to turn around, but I have just warmed up." What's the matter, Lao Tzu is going to do real kung fu next, hehe!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Hong Xiaobao without a trace, and smiled secretly at the same time.

Today can be regarded as good luck, kill this Zuo Shixian, and by the way, you can also get some benefits from Lei Yin Pavilion, this deal is a good deal!

It's just a Nine Emperor Prince who doesn't have much strength, it's not worth mentioning!

Seeing that Guan Juxiong was about to be ruthless, Zuo Shixian turned his heart sideways and groaned violently: "Ri Riqing Lou is drunk in a dream, but I don't know that there is spring outside the building." "It's actually the poem that Hong Xiaobao sang just now!

It is also strange to say, as soon as Zuo Shixian's poem came out, the entire warm incense building actually swayed with warmth, and Zuo Shixian's pale complexion before actually improved significantly!

"Oh, go," Hong Xiaobao on the side was almost dumbfounded: "This guy, I can still use this poem as a nurse when it comes to him? Hey, Lao Zuo, can you use my poems? Do you want me to send you two more?" Isn't it poetry, there are a lot of these things, when we were seven years old, we had already opened our mouths to come with 300 Tang poems!

"I can't ask for it!" Zuo Shixian was instantly overjoyed, feeling the rapid improvement of the injuries in his body, and immediately began to chant the following verses: "The apricot blossoms have not encountered the sparse rain, and the willows have shaken the wind for a short time!"

As soon as these two lines of poetry came out, Zuo Shixian's body was instantly more than twice as fast, and a gust of wind blew towards Guan Juxiong, and quickly came to the front, with a clear roar, two swords, and a loud voice: "Fu Hua Xiang, Yue Hua Cheng!"

His two swords are completely in line with these two poems, the sword flowers are tactful, and under the sword light, they are two patterns.

A big bird, a galloping horse.

Sword Qi is rampant!

"It's good to come!" Guan Juxiong saw that the offensive was fierce, he didn't dare to be careless, and the purple qi erupted all over his body, and the scorching heat made the surrounding onlookers retreat five or six meters together, this is still the martial artists with good strength in this warm incense building. As for ordinary people, they have already retreated to the door, so as to ensure that they can escape for their lives at any time.

"Purple Flame Brahma!" Guan Juxiong was covered in purple gas, and the surrounding tables and chairs were instantly scorched black, and the surging heat surged towards Zuo Shixian!

His move is extremely powerful, after all, he is a seven-star martial artist, and he has great power in every move, this is just that he doesn't want to kill Zuo Shixian of the Holy Son Academy Palace and then offend the lotus seat to death. Otherwise, as soon as his move Ziyan Burning Sky is shot, this building will probably burn down.

But despite this, the scorching heat was also unrestrained and rushed towards Hong Xiaobao!

If you are really sprayed by this hot gas, even if you don't die, you will definitely not be able to run away if you are severely burned.

"Protect Your Highness!" At this time, all the guards instantly formed a wall, and at the same time released their true qi, forming a wall of qi, completely blocking the hot qi from the wall!