Chapter 170, Fire Devouring Aya and Whip

Shen Xunyi turned his head to look at the serious Xie Fan, and couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you. ”

Xie Fan was still in the midst of contradictions, and he was suddenly shouted by her, a little stunned.

He reacted and looked at Shen Xunyi with a frown.

Her smile was familiar.

"It's me, surnamed Shen. Shen Xunyi blinked.

Xie Fan was stunned, his phoenix eyes widened slightly, and then he murmured, "Shen Daoyou?"

"You'reβ€”"

Shen Xunyi shrugged his shoulders, "I accidentally made an enmity with someone." ”

"Feud?"

"I'm afraid people are looking for trouble. ”

Of course...... The fundamental problem is not this, but as she gets closer and closer to the affairs of the Shen family, more and more people come into contact.

So it needs to be done.

Xie Fan was also inconvenient to ask more, and after he understood, he sat upright and didn't speak.

It's not Chang Hotaru's turn yet.

Shen Xunyi took advantage of this time to chat with Xie Fan.

"Is Xie Daoyou familiar with Hengyang real people?"

"Well, I know, I often go to Uncle Hengyang. ”

"Hengyang Zhenren is refining talismans, is Xie Daoyou also interested in talismans?"

"No", Xie Fan replied crisply.

"Ah? Then why does Xie Daoyou often go to Chengjing Peak......

Shen Xunyi asked casually, because Xie Fan's master was the current head of Luoqiu Mountain, Heng Qingzhen, and Heng Qingzhen was famous for refining weapons in the immortal cultivation world.

Xie Fan didn't answer quickly this time, he paused for a moment, and lowered his butterfly-like thin eyelashes.

Shen Xunyi suddenly said to herself, "It should be that Xie Daoyou and Hengyang Zhenren have a better relationship, and it is not surprising that there are often contacts in this way." ”

Xie Fan did not respond.

Shen Xunyi couldn't see the emotion in his eyebrows clearly.

Changing the topic with a haha, "Speaking of which, if Xie Daoyou often goes to Hengyang Zhenren's place, he may see me often in the future." ”

Sure enough, hearing this, Xie Fan raised his eyes, "Why?"

Shen Xunyi briefly explained to him.

Xie Fan heard that she was going to learn talisman refining from Hengyang Zhenren, and he nodded.

Then there was silence again.

Shen Xunyi felt a little unable to talk.

She was the topic buster, then looked up at the test stand.

It's about to be Chang Hotaru's turn, and the opponent she matches ...... It's really a coincidence, it's her rival Rong Pei.

Shen Xunyi did not see such a character in the outline of the book.

In fact, according to the female cultivator, Rong Pei likes Xie Fan, so she is jealous of Chang Yingying, but she doesn't see it much.

On the contrary, the female cultivator who didn't let Chang Yingying sit down before, the jealousy and dissatisfaction in her eyes for Chang Yingying were overflowing.

Shen Xunyi thought, either this gossip was wrong, in fact, the one named Rong Pei didn't like Xie Fan at all.

Or, Rong Pei is a little powerful, no matter how she spreads it, how she is upset, she maintains her pride and hides her emotions in her heart.

When Xie Fan came back to his senses, Shen Xunyi was already looking at the stands.

He stared at Shen Xunyi's side face and pursed his lips.

Shen Daoyou's surname is Shen, and he also refines talismans......

He always thought of the Shen family uncontrollably.

Coupled with Xie Fanglai's words today, he rarely felt a little dazed in his heart.

When he was young, he had his own opinions on everything and never let others go.

The same is true to this day, my father's words...... He disagreed.

He looked at Xie Jing in the crowd who was hooking up with the other monks, Shen Ruo he brought today......

Just then, a drum sounded.

Interrupting Xie Fan's train of thought, he frowned and looked over, Chang Yingying and Rong Pei had already walked up.

The male cultivators of Luoqiu Mountain below couldn't help but gather their scattered eyes to the stage.

Shen Xunyi heard that there were male cultivators who couldn't help but chew their tongues and discuss.

"It's amazing, Senior Sister Rong is actually up against Senior Sister Chang!"

"Yes, yes, the two are facing each other, I don't know who wins and who loses?"

"I guess it's Senior Sister Rong, the two of them stood on it, Senior Sister Rong suppressed Senior Sister Chang from her aura, Senior Sister Chang looked gentle and gentle, and Senior Sister Rong was bright and atmospheric. ”

"Besides, Senior Sister Chang's cultivation techniques should be relatively mild, and Senior Sister Rong's last game seemed to be extremely aggressive. ”

Xie Fan sat next to him and also heard these discussions.

His face was as usual.

Shen Xunyi wanted to ask him who he thought would win, but the words rolled on his lips for several rounds before he swallowed them in his stomach.

After the drum sounded, the two met with the same door.

Rong Pei looked at the girl in front of him, opened his lips and said, "Senior Sister Chang, Senior Sister will not show mercy later." ”

The abnormality in Chang Yingying's body at this time has been completely suppressed. In this match, she doesn't think she's going to lose.

Hearing this, she showed her usual beautiful and soft smile.

"Then please ask Senior Sister Rong for more advice. ”

From the perspective of the audience, both of them were polite.

In fact, sometimes, the calmer and more peaceful the picture, there are more edges and undercurrents hidden.

Shen Xunyi's figure leaned back slightly, in a very relaxed posture.

The two sides initially competed with swords, and Rong Pei's attack quickly and simply hit the point.

And Chang Hotaru's body embodies an extremely amazing softness and sensitivity, like her, there is a kind of water-like softness.

One tough and one soft.

The two men initially fought with swords.

Gradually, both of them used their own weapons.

Chang Hotaru was a pair of green aya, and the green silk flew out from her wrist, looking like two soft ribbons, but they hit Rong Pei's shoulder.

Caused her to take a big step back.

Rong Pei lightly covered his shoulders and looked up.

Chang Hotaru still had a shallow smile on her face.

If it weren't for being close to her, you could see the corners of her slightly tense mouth.

The two of them were on par before, you come and go, I avoid you.

This time, Chang Yingying was the first to hit the other party, and the monks watching in the audience were a little excited.

As if I didn't expect it.

The noise in the ears was pervasive, but Rong Pei was not affected by this.

When Chang Hotaru attacked again, she dodged lightly.

On one knee and with his hand propped up on the other, a long whip appeared in his hand.

Chang Hotaru flew away, and Qing Aya hit Rong Pei's chest again.

Everyone could see that above the ribbon, there seemed to be a circle of red light around the side.

Rong Pei held the long whip in his hand, and with a slight force, a raging flame burned on it.

She shook off and met Chang Hotaru's green aya.

Chang Yingying smiled, although her green silk looked like cloth, it was actually not.

The red circle of light above the green silk is her fire-based spiritual power.

Rong Pei's flaming whip and Chang Hotaru's bunch of green silk were intertwined.

The two stood still between jumps, facing each other in a stalemate.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Chang Hotaru's forehead, and although she seemed to have the upper hand for the time being, she was still a little panting.

Rong Pei's attack was too fast and too powerful, and she was worried that she would take advantage of it if she wasn't careful.

Rong Pei looked at her panting lightly, and let out a light sigh, and then the flame whip in her hand grew forward at an extremely fast speed as if it had life.

Inch by inch, the flames devoured along Aoaya's usual Hotaru's wrists and body.