Chapter seventy-six, overwhelming the audience

Houtu pretended to be helpless: "Oh, the door owner has a precious body, let me, the driver, try it first, didn't scare you, right?" ”

"Just you? It's not my Li Yan's opponent at all, hurry up and admit defeat" The strongest disciple of the Luohe faction didn't look at Houtu, but looked at Chu Xin on the wooden platform.

When Houtu saw it, he immediately got angry: "Look at my side, otherwise, I will really beat you." ”

Li Yan looked at Houtu and said with a smile: "Everyone has a love for beauty, I look at beautiful women, nourishing eyes, you can manage it as a driver?" ”

"Then look at me, how handsome I am, so handsome that I can beat you out of" Houtu secretly operated Tianlong Gong.

"How are you like a two? I don't have the ability, and it looks scary. I'm really annoying you, one move will determine the winner" Li Yan raised his arm.

After "booming ......", Tutu was furious, and with a palm in an instant, Li Yan was blown away far away and fell on the side of the competition platform.

Houtu was also stunned, he looked at his palm in disbelief, why did the internal strength from the dantian improve so much?

"You, you don't have martial virtue. I didn't shout to start, I'm not ready" Li Yan got up and angrily pulled out the sword on his back.

"You don't use Hetumen's kung fu, you are definitely not Hetumen's people," Huang Feiling, who presided over the competition, questioned.

"It's my own kung fu, can't I? Look at this, is this the kung fu of Hetumen? Houtu showed the gossip palm. This was taught to him by Chu Xin, and he quickly mastered it.

"This is a unique technique of this sect, and it can only be taught by the sect master himself" The third elder Wu Yue explained on the side, he suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but glance back at Chu Xin.

"Who are you, you say?" Xiao De, the great elder of the Luohe faction, asked Houtu vigorously, he couldn't calm down while sitting on the wooden platform.

Houtu smiled and replied heartily: "My name is Lin Xiaoyu, and I am the eldest disciple secretly cultivated by the master of the Chen Sect himself. ”

"You guys are cheating, he didn't sign up for this competition," Huang Feiling, the host of the competition, yelled.

The second elder, Chen Xin, laughed: "What did you just say? As long as it's a young person from Hetumen, I have audio and video here, do you want to play it back for everyone? ”

"That's good, as long as it's a young man from our Luohe faction, it's okay" Grand Elder Xiao stood up, a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I, I haven't admitted defeat yet" Li Yan raised his sword and killed.

"Isn't it just admitting defeat? Now, it's still too late" Suddenly a voice sounded in Li Yan's ears, and a golden sword was placed on his neck.

Li Yan looked at Houtu in disbelief, he couldn't believe his eyes: how did he do it?

"Take, take" Houtu took back the golden sword.

"I'm coming, let's have a good time" A figure flew by. The crowd in the audience suddenly stirred, and depending on the situation, it was not an ordinary person.

"Jiang Heming, doesn't he never participate in martial arts competitions?"

"I heard that he felt that the other young people were too weak, so he didn't want to participate in the competition."

"No wonder, he doesn't have a disciple ranking, but he seems to be much stronger than Li Yan."

......

Amid the discussion of the crowd, Jiang Heming came to the competition platform.

"Draw your sword, if I can't take you within ten moves, I will automatically admit defeat" Jiang Heming's momentum is not covered.

Houtu smiled lightly and quipped, "Are you sure?" Not here to brag? Do you count? ”

"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase" Jiang Heming was full of confidence.

"Okay, then I'll only defend and not attack" Houtu's temperament also came up.

"Bang dang ......" The two immediately hit each other. Five rounds later, only to hear a click, Jiang Heming's sword was cut off.

"A broken sword, what's the use of keeping it" Jiang Heming threw away the broken sword in his hand.

When Houtu saw it, he also put away his golden sword to show fairness.

"Come on, I'll make you look good" Jiang Heming hooked his fists, like a goshawk pounced on food, and quickly killed the back soil.

Houtu's figure flashed, and a dragon soared thousands of miles and jumped onto Jiang Heming's head. Jiang Heming was in a hurry, and a golden hook hung upside down in the air and attacked the crotch of Houtu.

"There are only three moves" after the soil somersault, gently falling more than a zhang.

Jiang Heming spread his wings with both hands, kicked his feet, flew into the air, and then pounced condescendingly on Houtu.

Houtu was not in a hurry, and with his palm as a sword, he quickly slashed at Jiang Heming in the air. He thought that this Jiang Heming was good, so he didn't use Tianlong Gong to attack, because he was worried that Tianlong Gong's palm strength was too big and would seriously injure him.

Jiang Heming, who was in the air, immediately sensed the danger and hurriedly dodged sideways, while clasping his palms together. In an instant, a powerful true qi erupted, and a large goshawk was immediately formed. The great goshawk roared, and frantically threw itself at the back soil, enveloping him.

"Ahem, then don't blame me" Hou Tu frantically ran the Heavenly Dragon Gong, and a big dragon qi flew out from his palms.

"Boom Boom......" The big goshawk couldn't dodge and was bitten by the dragon.

"Poof......" Jiang Heming spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the competition platform.

"Uh-uh, are you alright?" Houtu immediately put away the Tianlong Gong. In fact, he had already unloaded a lot of his true qi just now.

"It's okay, I'm not as good as others, and I'm convinced" Jiang Heming got up. Of course, he knew that Houtu had already shown mercy.

The audience was silent, and the arrogant Jiang Heming actually admitted defeat, did anyone in the Luohe faction dare to fight?

"They are acting, but unfortunately, their acting skills are not good" A figure jumped onto the stage.

"Elder Xiao, it's Elder Xiao," someone in the audience shouted.

"Elder Xiao is the youngest elder, the youngest brother of the Great Elder, gifted, less than thirty years old this year, and his peers rarely meet opponents" Someone in the audience was making an introduction.

"But he's an elder, not the same generation as the young," someone whispered.

Wu Yue, the third elder of Hetumen, immediately stood up and said loudly: "You are not in line with the rules of the martial arts competition by doing this. ”

"How not? As you have just said, as long as we are young people from the Luohe faction, everyone agrees. Isn't it a young man under the age of thirty? "Elder Xiao Dejin is really clever and clever.

"He shouldn't be a young man anymore, he is the same generation as us," Chen Xin, the second elder of Hetumen, sneered.

"Haha, that's when you're old, he's a young man. Why don't you go up to Bibi? Xiao Dejin laughed even more exaggeratedly.

"Why don't you come up and try it?" Houtu looked at Xiao Dejin.

"Okay, continue the game, everyone doesn't have to quarrel," Chu Yanfei spoke.

From the very beginning, Houtu looked at this Xiao Dejin very unpleasantly, since Elder Xiao was the younger brother of Elder Xiao, he was ready to make him suffer a little.

He pulled out the golden sword, and he was going to make a good use of the Linghuang sword technique. Since perfecting and upgrading the Linghuang Sword Technique, he had never used it heartily. The previous opponents were too weak, so you can try it today.

Elder Xiao also drew his sword, the sword body was very long, and the cold light was shining and compelling.

"I heard that his swordsmanship has been perfected, and he calls himself a sword immortal" Chu Xin hurriedly reminded Houtu, she was a little worried, and the current competition was beyond her imagination.

"It's okay, I'll make him a sword idiot today, cheap and stupid," Hou Tu laughed loudly at Elder Xiao.

"Boy, you are looking for death" Elder Xiao was furious, and stabbed at the back soil with a swing of his sword.

"Tut-tut, such a powerful slut" Hou Tu's golden sword swirled in his hand, sticking to Elder Xiao's long sword, and slashed towards his wrist. Elder Xiao hurriedly withdrew his hand, and as soon as the oblique sword blocked, he was about to slash towards the back soil.

In fact, Houtu's sword slashing at the opponent's wrist is just a false move, and changing direction to suppress the opponent's long sword is the real one. At the moment when the opponent's long sword was slightly downward, the golden sword instantly changed direction and slashed towards the opponent's neck.

Elder Xiao broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly drew his sword while flying backwards. Houtu didn't give him a chance, and the golden sword slashed under an arc, and the sword qi stabbed the sole of Elder Xiao's left foot.

"Oops......" The audience felt the same way, and they were all exclaiming.