"You complimented you. Hou Jinyan was quite humble, he only regarded his opponent's sentence "a little interesting" to himself, although the child's eyes were erratic.

His master always warned himself that there are people outside the people and mountains outside the mountains, and the cultivation realm is very large, and the spiritual veins may not be the territory where the next heroes gather. When you go out, the most important thing to pay attention to is two kinds of people, one is a child and the other is an old man, and the most important thing is two professions, one is fortune telling and the other is healing.

Hou Jinyan kept it in mind. At this time, the origin of his opponent is unknown, but he occupies a child, and the robe on his body is loose, maybe he is still a fortune teller, and the danger level is not low. However, Hou Jinyan still has some confidence in his big sword, and under the tempering of the old farmer Jindan monk, the martial arts realm has made a qualitative leap.

Dao Tong sat down on his knees in his confused eyes, Hou Jinyan didn't feel any killing intent or Dao Yun, this child seemed to be in front of him as if he was unguarded, and even slowly closed his eyes.

Bai Huahua in the audience stood up suddenly, causing some of the audience behind him to make dissatisfied discussions. At this time, Bai Huahua couldn't care about that much, and understood why she was inexplicably nervous

"I see, the fat man's senior brothers are hiding here. Coming at me?"

Dao Tong turned his head and looked at Bai Huahua, as if to say to him: "I found you." ”

Hou Jinyan's big sword is together, and he has the demeanor of the overlord in weapons. Originally, the knife was the hegemon of the soldiers, and Hou Jinyan's Dama Golden Knife was even more of the hegemon of the sword.

Dao Tong's hand is only half the size of an adult man's palm, and at this time, the palm made of meat is turned up, and a proverb is silently recited in his mouth, and the blade involuntarily staggers to both sides, leaving a furrow on the hard martial arts platform.

"I promised others, it's okay to compete, but it's okay to hurt people, so sit back and let you fight. Dao Tong looked at Hou Jinyan with a bit of banter in his eyes, "As long as you can hit me today, I will step down from this martial arts platform." ”

Bai Huahua got up and left the audience, the outcome of this battle was already in his expectation

Hou Jinyan will definitely be defeated!

Hou Jinyan had never seen such an arrogant monk, and Bai Mu at the beginning was just relying on his footwork and swordsmanship to seek life under the Hou family's sword, and the Dao Tong at this time actually claimed that as long as he sits, he could keep the edge from touching his body, which was really incredible.

But Hou Jinyan was holding the big knife tightly in his hand, and it was really incomprehensible that the knife that was bound to be won just now would split into the air. If this Dao boy uses the force to stagger the blade, that's it. However, Hou Jinyan can be sure that his strength has not been damaged by half a point, and he has not even felt any obstacles or changes, and the knife just now is more like locking the empty space next to the hanging boy from the beginning.

"Hell yes!"

Hou Jinyan pursed his lips and was silent, with a long knife in his arms, and spit out a mouthful of turbid air. Even Dao Tong's eyes became a little serious: "I'm a little familiar, is it the apprentice of that one?"

"Open the mountain knife, participate!"

The same knife, or the same posture of raising the knife, it is hard to make Hou Jinyan, who is tall, also hold back his face red, as if he can't support this strength.

Dao Tong regained his composure, but raised his other hand, and the two hands were swept in the air, as if holding a pot of flowers that did not exist.

The knife rises, the knife falls!

The square martial arts platform was like a cake, which was split in half by Hou Jinyan from the middle, and even the prohibition of the martial arts platform was somewhat damaged. The audience sitting on the side had their hair standing on end, and even though they were separated by the barrier, the knife still looked like it was going to split them in the middle, which really made Quan Zhan frightened.

Note, however, that it is the audience sitting on the side. The audience who was sitting behind the Taoist boy only felt that this figure was as immobile as a mountain, and the sword light seemed to automatically dodge the moment it met the "flower" he was holding in his hand, and he didn't even bring a trace of wind, and the Taoist priest even raised his head and yawned.

"If you practice this knife to lift weights lightly, it's a bit interesting, if you only have this ability, you should take the initiative today. ”

Hou Jinyan was stimulated by such words, but he did not get angry, and with the old farmer's further education, half of the time was in the field, and he was stunned to polish Hou Jinyan's somewhat manic arrogance calmly enough.

Calm does not mean that Hou Jinyan is not competitive, on the contrary, after Daotong easily "pushed away", Hou Jinyan seemed to have strength, became more and more frustrated, and once again held the big knife in his arms.

The second game of the Spirit Vein Competition, compared with the first Bai Mu's instant kill, was more like a long and protracted battle. There were fewer and fewer spectators left on the field, and it wasn't until Hou Jinyan couldn't hold a knife that the competition was decided by the protector on the side.

The game lasted for more than three hours, and Hou Jinyan's sharp blade almost leveled the entire martial arts platform, and there were ravines that Hou Jinyan plowed out everywhere. However, in the middle of the criss-crossing and ugly scars, there is a realm that is like an isolated island intact, and the Taoist priest is napping in the middle, and his body is cut out of a circle by the persistent Hou Jinyan.

A missed shot!

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When it comes to the outstanding people of China, Kyoto is definitely the place that best meets these four words, and there is no one. The so-called earth spirit, of course, refers to the feng shui luck as the capital of a country, and half of the so-called outstanding people are gathered in this Kyoto University

Kyoto University is an academic mecca, but there are occasional discordant notes.

The scene of the Feng family's evil slaves screaming bitterly was not discovered, and when someone woke up from the aftershocks of Maomaoquan, the target of this operation, Xia Tao, had long been missing. The first person to wake up can only pull a few of his friends who are still fainting into the dark to prevent them from being discovered by the students after the idler's retreat charm fails.

Xia Tao shrank into the girls' dormitory building, but these evil slaves had no chance, and finally left after a while under the dormitory.

Xia Tao saw those black-clothed people who were like maggots on tarsal bones disappearing into the crowd from upstairs, so she exhaled a long breath, and turned her head to look at Bai's gaze, which could no longer be as simple as before.

Shiro scratched her head, as if being stared at by the minion like this made it feel shy.

No matter what Xia Tao asked, Bai would only meow, and it was impossible to tell her that it was all thanks to a noisy voice in her own head. Even if I'm afraid of Xia Tao, I will feel like a night.

It's just that Bai Mu doesn't know if it's an illusion or something else, there seems to be a wisp of demonic energy in this calm campus.