"Okay! this Hou Xirui is too hateful, Senior Brother Xia, you have to teach him a hard lesson!"

"Senior Brother Xia, you are the first day talent of the major sects, don't be defeated by the hands of the demon path disciples. 79 Read.Read.Net"

"Senior Brother Hou, defeat Xia Houming and fight for our Demon Dao!"

Before Xiahou Ming's words fell, the genius monks below who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic clapped and applauded.

Among them, Pan Zhuoxing, who looked like a fairy wind and bones, was very excited, and also followed the other monks to cheer loudly, which made Xia Jingjun "impressed" him.

Hou Zhenbi's willow eyebrows were raised, and she glanced at Xiahou Minglian and said, "Senior brother, it's all your own family, you are not allowed to do it!"

Hou Zhenbi can't control her eldest brother Hou Xirui, but Xiahou Ming is obedient to her, as long as she stands sideways in front of Xia Houming to oppose it, Xiahou Ming will never dare to disobey her.

In front of everyone's eyes, Xiahou Ming was difficult to ride a tiger, and when he was in a dilemma, Hou Xirui, the enemy opposite, made a timely move and did him a favor.

"What your own family? It's ridiculous!"

Hou Xirui muttered in a low voice, and before he saw how he behaved, everyone saw a long golden rope flying out of his sleeve, coiling towards Hou Zhenbi, who was facing away from him.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Xiahou Ming instantly understood what Hou Xirui meant, and shouted in his mouth to remind him, but he wished that Hou Zhenbi was tied up.

Before Xia Houming's words fell, Hou Zhenbi, who was caught off guard, was already bound by the long rope that was rapidly entangled.

"Big brother, what are you doing!"

Hou Zhenbi's face showed a look of panic, and she quickly mobilized her spiritual power to struggle suddenly.

Hou Xirui recited a mantra lightly, and the long rope coiled around Hou Zhenbi's body, instantly binding Hou Zhenbi's hands and feet strongly.

At the same time, Hou Xirui moved slightly and came to Hou Zhenbi's side. He raised his hand and patted Hou Zhenbi lightly on the back, Hou Zhenbi snorted lightly, and fainted in Hou Xirui's arms.

"Hehe!" Hou Xirui showed a rare smile and said softly: "Sister, you are too noisy, wait for me to clean up Xia Houming, you can wake up again!"

"Hou Xirui, what do you mean?" Xia Houming only stepped forward at this time and scolded angrily.

Xia Hou Ming was closer to Hou Zhenbi just now, as long as he grabbed it earlier, even if Hou Xirui's long rope magic weapon could bind Hou Zhenbi, Hou Zhenbi would not fall into Hou Xirui's hands.

"Hahaha! What do I mean?" Hou Xirui laughed a few times and mocked: "Xiahou Ming, why do you ask knowingly! Your pretentiousness makes me hate you even more!"

After a pause, seeing Xiahou Mingjun's face slightly red, Hou Xirui was no more. Collect?? "Fight is a war!">

Before Xia Hou Ming finished speaking, Hou Xirui snorted lightly and slammed his fist at Xia Hou Ming.

In front of Hou Xirui's fist, a circle of condensed black ripples appeared, and where the fist wind passed, the cold wind roared, making people feel like they were in a storm.

Xia Hou Ming, the so-called super genius, spent most of his time hiding in the sect to cultivate, and his experience in facing enemies was obviously inferior to Hou Xirui.

Seeing Hou Xirui's punch coming menacingly, Xiahou Ming did not dodge or dodge, relying on his cultivation to be higher than Hou Xirui, he struck out with all his strength, and slammed together with Hou Xirui's fist.

"Boom!" fists and palms clashed, making a loud noise, with the two of them as the center, forming a vortex and stirring around.

"Kick kick, kick!" Xia Houming was injured on the spot, spit out a small mouthful of blood, and continued to fall backwards.

Hou Xirui took a few steps back, and also felt a tightness in his chest, but he was unscathed. He sneered, waved his fist and continued to attack Xiahou Ming.

Everyone couldn't help but be in an uproar, Xia Hou Ming at the beginning of the ninth layer of the Qi Induction Period, and Hou Xirui at the late stage of the eighth layer of the Qi Induction Period, actually fell behind!

"Fighting with these strong and fierce monks of the Demon Sect, this Xiahou Ming is really stupid!" Pan Zhuoxing lowered his voice and mocked.

"Hehe! Xiahou Ming is so young, he has such a high level of cultivation, he must be immersed in cultivation all day long in the sect, and of course his experience in battle is insufficient. Xia Jingjun said the key point.

Although Xia Jingjun is less than 20 years old, he has experienced many life-and-death battles. Every time the opponent is a monk who cultivates to a higher level than him. Moreover, in recent times, Shang Zhenfang, who has rich combat experience, has always competed with him.

Therefore, compared to Xia Houming, who had only tried to compete with others in the sect, Xia Jingjun's experience and vision of the enemy were far stronger than his.

The two discussed two sentences, and the shape on the field changed. Under Hou Xirui's stormy attack, Xiahou Ming couldn't resist it, so he had to take out a long sword from the storage bag.

The long sword should be a medium-grade magic weapon, even if Xiahou Ming was injured and mobilized his spiritual power to stimulate the sword qi in the long sword, there were more than ten half-foot-long light blue sword qi gushing out from the long sword and swept towards Hou Xirui.

Hou Xirui's face did not change color, nor did he take out his weapon to resist, and used a set of punching techniques to block the more than ten sword qi that came from the attack.

"Hahaha! It seems that he was also a warmonger.

Seeing this, Xiahou Ming quickly took out an elixir that enhanced spiritual power, swallowed it, and injected spiritual power into the long sword with all his might.

In the blink of an eye, the sword qi prohibition in the long sword was stimulated again, and more than a dozen one-foot-long light blue sword qi, some up and down, some first and some later, rushed towards Hou Xirui.

Hou Xirui swung his fist to block seven or eight sword qi, almost suffered internal injuries, and hurriedly unfolded his body to avoid the rest of the sword qi.

Then, he took out a black axe from the storage bag and fought with Xiahou Ming.

At the same time, three light blue sword qi flew out of the martial arts arena rapidly, flying towards Xia Jingjun and Pan Zhuoxing.

"Be careful!" Xia Jingjun reminded Pan Zhuoxing as he took out the Fengling Ice Feather Sword, ready to resist.

"Hehe! With me here, Senior Brother Xia doesn't have to make a move. ”

As Pan Zhuoxing spoke, a palm-sized round yellow magic shield flew out of his body. Under Pan Zhuoxing's control, the yellow magic shield became more than five feet in the blink of an eye, blocking the two of them.

"Bang bang bang!"

There were slight ripples on the magic shield, and there were a few slight muffled sounds, and three light blue sword qi were easily blocked by the magic shield one after another.

"This guy actually has a medium-grade magic shield!"

The faces of some of the monks around who saw this situation changed slightly, and they couldn't help but look at Pan Zhuoxing, a monk of the seventh layer of the Qi Induction Period.

Hou Xirui launched a powerful attack with a big axe, causing the injured Xia Houming to retreat step by step.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Xiahou Ming was about to be defeated, there was a loud shout in the distance.

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