Chapter Seventy-Two: Battle!
Pudao people didn't care about Xue Xuan's angry reprimand, he just wanted to make Xue Xuan angry, since Xue Xuan was like a stone in a pit, then he would start with his apprentice.
Xiao Shi Tong felt Xue Xuan's temper clearly, and seeing that Xue Xuan was unhappy, he slowly moved his steps timidly to his side and stood quietly.
"I don't blame you...... It's good to learn more, but with my consent, I don't know where this old way comes from, and I don't know what I'm teaching is right, so you have to be able to discern. ”
Xue Xuan couldn't bear to reprimand the well-behaved Xiao Shi Tong, he just squatted down and taught him some truths softly, in this world, except for relatives, no one can believe casually.
Only Yiming and Xue Xuan, two freaks, can become friends so quickly, where would a normal person be so easy to have no reservations about a stranger.
He saw Xiao Shi Tong's well-behaved and clever in his eyes, but in order to hurry, he fell a lot behind Xiao Shi Tong's teaching during this time.
But fortunately, Xiao Shi Tong is still in the middle of the martial arts realm, and tempering his physique and patience is the main thing at present.
"You bunny! You say I can't teach well?"
Pudao people were quite proud, he didn't teach Xiao Shi Tong anything, just observed Xiao Shi Tong's boxing method, the foundation was solid, not in a hurry, just simply corrected a few movements.
He naturally refused to accept Xue Xuan's false slander, but at the same time, he was a little angry, and he was pleasantly surprised by Xue Xuan's ability, the disciple can teach so well, he has found a good seedling.
"No, if you teach a disciple, you will definitely be able to teach very well, but this is my apprentice, you can find someone else to teach. ”
Xue Xuan didn't want to mess around with this sloppy Taoist, so he calmed down and answered him lightly, then sat down and closed his eyes.
"Don't be unconvinced, I will suppress my cultivation in the Liangyi Realm, if you can defeat me, this Dao will no longer entangle you!"
The momentum on Lao Dao's body rose violently, and after reaching a critical point, the realm instantly slid rapidly, and the momentum slowly decreased, until it was reduced to the cultivation of the peak of the ordinary Liangyi realm.
The people present may not be clear, but everyone around them who has a little bit of cultivation is trembling in their hearts.
Why?
For the momentum that the old Taoist priest had just bloomed in a flash, that coercion!
Although it was only for a short moment, the hearts of everyone present were pounding and could not be calmed down for a long time.
"Really?"
Xue Xuan naturally felt that breath as well, and he was also shocked, but he was not afraid.
The eyes opened instantly, and they contained the edge of the arrogance of a teenager.
He had already wanted to find an opportunity to beat that old Dao, but he didn't dare to mess around, as he thought, this old Dao's cultivation was really true!
Terrifying!
Now that there is such a good opportunity, I can beat up Pudao people and show my majesty in front of my apprentices, hehe, it would be an idiot not to seize this opportunity.
"Swear by the heart of the Dao, but if you lose, promise me one condition. ”
Seeing Xue Xuan's performance, Pudao people were calm on the surface, and their hearts were about to jump with joy!
Finally let him get his chance!
"Good. ”
Condition?
It doesn't matter, Xue Xuan is confident that in the face of monks in the same realm, except for the real demon who defies the sky, no matter who the others are, he will only win!
This is his pride!
Yiming's pride lies in the sword, so how should Xue Xuan's pride be summarized?
These two men have their own calculations in their hearts, and they both think they will win, and it is really a wonderful matchup.
......
The scene has been vacated, and the people have opened another fire, hiding far away, ready to watch the big show.
The others carried Xiao Shi Tong and took Wu Nan and the three of them walked away for a distance.
You Jie threw it in place, savoring the wine that was only half a bowl left.
The last half bowl is over, you can't drink it, you have to taste it, although there is no roast rabbit meat, but at least there is a duel to get the following wine.
Xue Xuan and Pudao were five zhang apart, without any words or any warning, so one of the two moved!
It's Xue Xuan!
The gun is like thunder, and the momentum is like lightning!
There was a trace of cyan attached to the tip of the spear, and it was Bi Fang's fire.
He didn't keep his hand, and he couldn't keep his hand for the opponent of Pudaoren!
Zhongping gun, the king of guns, one of the most difficult to prevent!
The tip of Xue Xuan's gun pointed directly at the center of Pudaoren's body, his heart!
He has no mercy in this troubled world, and if the Pudao people die under the gun, it is also his inferior skills.
However, Xue Xuan would not expect this shot to directly solve the battle, if the Pudao people could easily dodge this shot, he wanted to see how the Pudao people could dodge!
"The sky hangs at the top, and there are natural five glows. ”
Unexpectedly, Xue Xuan's shot full of momentum was casually dissolved by a scripture casually read out by the Pudao people, and this insignificant scripture generated a pair of raised hands in front of the Pudao people and held Xue Xuan's spear fiercely.
Harvest!
Xue Xuan's body bowed, and the green tendons on his hands were exhausted, which could be described as a thousand forces in front of the bow and behind the back, and Xue Xuan couldn't even hold those big hands when he pulled it.
Two-word pliers sheep set the magic power!
Xue Xuan's horse steps, which he had been tying since he was eleven years old, showed his effect again at this moment!
Stand, Zama!
With his chest in his arms, his shoulders sinking, and his elbows dropped!
This time, I used the power of every part of my body!
"Roar~"
It doesn't stop there!
When the cry started, Xue Xuan was on fire, and it was Qingyan!
Bi Fang's phantom spread his wings, stood on one foot, and was exposed behind Xue Xuan, hissing at the Pudao people in front of him, and his might was exhausted!
"The color of the sun, called the yellow sky. ”
In the face of this domineering shot, Pudaoren's face was a little strange, but he still calmly read out the next sentence.
The hands were enveloped in a golden light, and a shield had changed from one of them to something.
A shield made of yellow holy light stopped in front of the Pudao people.
The tip of the gun arrived, collided with the shield, and made a very subtle "ding"!
Then the other big hand that didn't hold a shield was not idle, it clenched into a fist and smashed it at Xue Xuan fiercely!
Facing the attacking big fist, Xue Xuan had a feeling of facing Ling Yongkang's heavy sword, and that feeling of suffocation was terrifying.
But he didn't retreat!
He can't retreat!
He won't give up!
"It's all right!"
Xue Xuan was calm, and once again sent the spear in his hand, this hot snow seemed to be really infused with Xue Xuan's blood at this moment!
Another "ding"!
However, the difference was that Xue Xuan had gathered all his strength on one point this time.
This "ding" did not stop, but turned into a more ferocious and indomitable gun!
With Xue Xuan's blood, with his momentum!
Through the shield!
Through both hands!
"Above the yellow sky, lush and green!"
In the face of this gun, the Pudao people did not dare to be careless at all, whether it was his physique or cultivation at this time, he was reduced to the Liangyi realm, if he was hit by such an attack, the consequences were difficult to say.
So he opened his mouth as he stepped back, and countless trees appeared in front of him to resist the blow.
Guns carry everything!
Countless trees were broken, crackling sounds continued, and then when the gun hit a distance of nearly twenty zhang, it was exhausted and scattered by the Pudao people.
And what about Xue Xuan?
He was knocked flying with a punch......
But he was not embarrassed, because Bi Fang's phantom had been supporting him and making him land safely, and then Bi Fang's phantom had also dissipated with all his strength.
Feeling the injuries in his body, Xue Xuan calmly held the hot snow and continued to force the Pudao people step by step.
Why is it forced?
Because every step he takes, the momentum on his body is stronger.
The injuries in his body were very serious, but Xue Xuan didn't care, and a force that was more domineering than Bi Fang's power poured out of his body.
The Yue Yuan Sutra in his body was constantly running, and finally slowly turned the second page, although there was no refutation on it, his strength was still there.
He won't lose.
Xue Xuan didn't care about any hole cards, for him, hole cards had no effect except for surprise.
There are only two kinds of enemies who have murderous intentions towards you, weaker than you, or stronger than you.
For the latter enemy, being stronger than you is stronger, and will not let you go just because you showed a hole card that you have never used.
Therefore, Xue Xuan did not hesitate to use the power of refutation, in fact, one of the main reasons was......
He can't afford to lose this battle!
If you lose, you will not only lose your face, but also your heart.
His Dao Heart!
"Come on, master!"
Xiao Shi Tong waved his fist at Xue Xuan's back, looking at Xue Xuan's indomitable pace worriedly and excitedly.
And he was just as excited, he rarely saw how strong the power of an ancestor could burst out in a human being.
"Xiao Shi Tong, look at it, my marksmanship!"