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Xie Tingfeng knew that Yun Xiangluo**'s voice was particularly loud, and he was busy laying an enchantment at the door. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info then picked up her delicate body and put her on the bed.

There is a way that a small farewell is better than a newlywed, and a big drought is a rainstorm. One dry firewood, one fire, two people are familiar with the road, and after a while, they will be upside down, and the clouds will rain. A seductive crackling sound, accompanied by a shallow cry of happiness, resounded in the enchantment-shrouded room.

After two hours of crazy fighting, until Yun Xiangluo's delicate body was about to fall apart, and Jiao panted for mercy, Xie Tingfeng hugged her and lay down.

"Listen to the wind, this year's Xie family's big competition is ahead of schedule, and it is said that it will start tomorrow. Recently, I've been so busy taking care of my business that I haven't been saying hello to my aunt and uncle for seven or eight days. When the day dawns, I will go with you. ”

"Okay, I miss my parents and sister very much, I don't know if the descendants of the Xie family can emerge another batch of cultivation geniuses. Xie Tingfeng was talking as he kneaded the fullness of Yun Xiangluo's chest.

"Xie Tingchan, this little girl is not yet fourteen years old, she is already a martial sect, and she is shouting every day to find you and join the Fengyun Sect. Hehe...... "Yun Xiangluo felt a beautiful feeling in her chest, and her delicate body began to tremble again.

"Haha, if her parents are willing to give her up, I will take her to Fengyun Sect to train herself. Xie Tingfeng said with a smile.

"Listen to the wind, tell me honestly, has the scale of the women's army around you expanded again?" Yun Xiangluo suddenly asked faintly.

"Xiangluo, I won't hide it from you, I added one or two. ”

"I knew that as you traveled all over the continent, more and more women would like you and dedicate themselves to you. Can you tell me who tastes better among these flowery women?" asked Yun Xiangluo, wriggling her delicate body.

"You are all the most delicate flowers, competing with each other, each with its own charm. But no one can replace your taste. ”

"Really, you won't get tired of my body one day, will you?"

"How come?" Xie Tingfeng finished speaking, turned over and stood up, pressing Yun Xiangluo under him again......

The large-scale martial arts arena of the Xinyi Mansion in Yunyang City is crowded with people.

On the rostrum outside the martial arts arena, there were Xie Canghai, the supreme elder of the Xie family, Xie Qingyun, the current patriarch, Xinyi Gong, and the elders.

On the seats of the guests sat Duan Dechun, the ancestor of the Sanpin Martial Venerable Duan family, Duan Hao, the crown prince of the current dynasty, Xue Xinghe, the half-step Martial Venerable, and the heads of the major families in Yunyang City and their descendants. Tongling Academy, Jiwu Academy, ** Mountain Villa, Lianyun Sect, Hehuan Sect, Golden Dao Gate, Bagun Gate, and Huoyun Gate also sent elders to observe and select talents for the sect, as in previous years. Only the Heavenly Sword Sect did not send anyone to come, probably because Xie Tingfeng was expelled from the sect.

Xie Tingwu, Xie Tingxia, Xie Tinghua and others returned from their respective sects half a month ago and went home for the New Year. Now, their cultivation is also low-level martial kings.

Xie Tingchan, a little girl who is about to turn fourteen, used the swordsmanship taught to her by Xie Tingfeng to pass all the way, and actually won the first place in the big competition and won a round of applause.

"Qingyun, do you think my granddaughter listened to Zen and wanted to listen to the wind back then? It's really heroic and majestic, haha......"

The old man Xie Canghai was so happy that he touched his beard and laughed, and Xie Qingyun, the prince of Xinyi, looked at his daughter who was smiling like a flower, but his son's voice and smile came to mind.

"Dad, I know you're missing your grandson again. ”

"yes, I really miss my grandson. Qingyun, do you think he will go home for the New Year this year, his cultivation should be a half-step martial artist, right?" Xie Canghai then asked.

"Dad, I heard that Feng'er has established his own sect in the Eastern Forest Domain, so he must be very busy. It is said that he can even defeat Wuzun, and his cultivation will not be lower than that of a half-step Wuzun. ”

At this moment, Xie Tingchan's immature voice suddenly came from the stage.

"Host, I want to challenge Sister Tinghua!"

As soon as her voice fell, the disciples of the Xie family in the audience seemed to suddenly explode, and there were many discussions.

"What? I heard you right, did I?"

"A low-level martial sect actually wants to challenge the second-rank martial king Xie Tinghua, isn't this beyond his strength?"

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"Zen'er, you are already the first place in this big competition, don't mess around. Xie Qingyun hurriedly stood up and said to the stage.

"Dad, didn't you say that when my brother was still in the warrior realm, he defeated Sister Tinghua? I'm already a martial arts sect now, why can't I challenge it?" Xie Tingchan said loudly.

"It was back then, and now it's now, how can you compare with your brother? Besides, you heard that Sister Hua can fly in the air, and your attacks can't hit her at all. Forget it, the sword has no eyes, don't hurt yourself. Xie Qingyun persuaded him.

Xie Tingchan looked at Xie Tinghua, who was a head taller than herself, and said, "Sister Tinghua, do you dare to fight me on the high platform without the flying skills of the Martial King?"

"Haha, listen to Sister Zen, your courage is really not small, you dare to challenge my sister and me. Okay, I'll show you the power of the Martial King. However, the knife and gun have no eyes, so don't blame me for hurting you. Xie Tinghuajiao smiled and walked on the stage.

"Sister, you have to do your best. The swordsmanship that Brother Feng handed over to me is very powerful, and it will not be good to hurt you. Xie Tingchan said very seriously.

"Haha, I should have said that. Don't get hurt, or your brother will come back and say I bullied you. Xie Tinghua looked at Xie Tingchan's childish appearance, angry and funny.

"Hmph, what my brother could do back then, I can do it too! Look at the sword!" Xie Tingchan held the spirit sword in her hand, picked up several sword flowers, and stabbed at Xie Tinghua, which was the first move in the Liuyun swordsmanship. Her movements were like flowing water, and her sharp sword qi shot forward.

"Sister Tingzen, your move is already perfect, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too weak!

Xie Tingchan was not afraid, she was very calm and sophisticated, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her sword slashed the clouds as fast as lightning, dissolving the opponent's moves. The two swords intersected with a sonorous sound. Her figure was taken aside by the huge force from Xie Tinghua's sword, and her steps suddenly staggered a little.

"Haha, go down, you're not Sister Hua's opponent, don't be ashamed. One of the descendants of the Xie family who worshiped Xie Tinghua shouted loudly.

Xie Tingchan's little face couldn't help but turn crimson, but she didn't admit defeat, and pounced on her sword again. Xie Tinghua saw that she was still unrelenting, so he wanted her to retreat from the difficulty, and slashed at the stabbing spirit sword like lightning with a move, wanting to slash her sword away.

Seeing this, Xie Tingfeng, who was standing in the clouds with Yun Xiangluo, flicked his two fingers, and a wisp of strong wind tore through the air and fell instantly, hitting Xie Tinghua's spirit sword, knocking her sword crooked.

Xie Tinghua felt the sudden huge force on the sword and was startled. In the midst of lightning, Xie Tingchan's long sword stopped at her throat, less than three inches away.

"Sister Listen to Hua, you lost!" Giggle......" Xie Tingchan held the spirit sword in her hand and laughed happily.

"How is this possible? Hearing that Sister Hua was defeated?" The young disciples in the audience looked at this scene, not knowing what was happening, and they were all in disbelief.

"Who dares to come and spy on the Xie family?" The ancestor of the Duan family, who was sitting in the guest position, shouted, and his whole body suddenly burst into momentum, and the pressure of the Sanpin Martial Venerable exploded into the sky. When Xie Canghai, Xie Qingyun and all the guests heard this, they also looked at the void.

"Hahaha! The ancestor of the Duan family is worthy of being a martial artist with a high level of cultivation, and his soul power is really powerful!" There was a burst of young and hearty laughter from the void sea of clouds. Then, a majestic and domineering martial venerable coercion radiated down, forcing Duan Dechun's martial venerable momentum to disperse at once.

Everyone felt a huge spiritual coercion, and they were shocked one by one.

"Wu ...... Wu Zun, who are you who are several times more powerful than me?" Duan Dechun's face changed drastically, and he stared at the void nervously.

"What's the matter, the imperial capital is goodbye, but it's only been a year, can't the Duan family ancestor hear my voice anymore?"

"It's the wind!" Xie Qingyun's body suddenly trembled, and he was very excited.

"Dad, how are you old?" With the words, a pair of young men and women holding hands walked out of the clouds, with long hair fluttering and flying clothes, slowly descending from the sky, and landing on the high platform in a short time, attracting the attention of thousands of people.

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