A desperate struggle between Fang Zhongjin and Wu Zhengwen ended because of a purple gold incense burner shot by Qiu Songhe~.

But he couldn't stop Wu Zhengwen's arrogance of wanting to "seek justice".

It was still the head of the family, He Rongzhi, who had a powerful approach, smiled with a face, and sent Wu Zhengwen away in a few words.

In the end, he let his female disciples fight with "Tuo Nan Sheng" again.

There were very few female disciples in the Huashan faction. There are only a few people who can pick it out.

These brought out by the lady of the head of the family, although they are also personal disciples. But the strength is one percent weaker than those personal disciples on the side.

She said that she wanted her female disciple to teach "Tuo Nan Sheng", which naturally no one would believe.

The intention of the lady in charge could not be more obvious, she hoped that the two parties would fight peacefully.

Today's long-protracted competition can be over.

Fang Zhongjin naturally didn't go to the same Wu text to be more serious.

Although he has fought four games in a row at the moment, his opponents are stronger than one another. Fang Zhongjin still bowed generously to the lady in charge and calmly responded.

Several of the female disciples of the lady of the head smiled at each other and looked at each other. You push me, I push you, and finally five girls come out arm-in-arm.

With their qualifications and strength, it is a great honor to be the personal disciple of the head lady now.

No one has the ambition to pass this competition to come out on top. Now their appearance is just like a New Year's greeting, just for fun.

And Fang Zhongjin's teammates are even weaker. Now he has to play alone.

Fortunately, no one on either side moved seriously. Fang Zhongjin stopped at the point, and easily won the two girls.

And the third one to appear is really Lu'er. She used lip language to let Fang Zhongjin win in the end. I think it's for this moment to fight with myself.

Both of them came out of the Shura Dojo. pretended to be familiar but not familiar, and politely complimented each other.

Then Fang Zhongjin asked Lu'er to strike first. Lu'er also honestly and unceremoniously pulled away from the fight, and the two pink fists hit Fang Zhongjin's chest one after another.

Among the people, there were people who had been to the Shura Dojo, and when they saw that the two of them had made three moves, they all said in their hearts: This rushed out of the Shura Dojo, and there were really two or three hard hands.

Lord Rabbit and Ge Rongxuan are not weak. "Tuo Nan Sheng" is amazingly strong.

As for Senior Sister Lu'er, her moves are flexible and she has a degree of advance and retreat. Many people secretly feel that they may not be as good as her.

As for her two delicate ~ tender fists hitting "Tuo Nansheng", it was like beating his back and loosening his bones, and no one thought it was the slightest strange.

It's normal for young girls to be weaker.

There are even many people who are fantasizing with their eyes closed that the person who fought against Senior Sister Lu'er is himself.

The location might as well be on a couch, and it doesn't need to be so crowded.

hit the junior sister when she was physically exhausted and sweaty. He pulled her so lightly and threw her head on the bed~.

Fang Zhongjin had a trick with Lu'er. He knew that Lu'er was not such an embroidered pillow. Now this kind of pretense is bound to have a plan.

So Fang Zhongjin didn't have to go all out, just met with her.

After a few rounds like this, it was not so much a jousting as a dance. Anyway, it's quite pleasing to the eye.

Everyone thinks that "Tuo Nan Sheng" is a beautiful female disciple, and the female disciple is not suspicious that she has less strength. So no one said anything gossip either.

Suddenly, I saw that Lu'er was fighting more and more difficult, and he frequently attacked several moves and was broken by the opponent.

Previously, because of the life-and-death fight with Wu Zhengwen because of "Tuo Nansheng", those Huashan disciples who were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out. Now they are babbling and feeling sorry for Sister Lu'er.

Seeing Lu'er's face with an unwilling look, suddenly the two beautiful women frowned, and there were words in their mouths.

At this moment, many Huashan disciples were shocked. They had seen the disciples of the head of the sect before, and they had also recited words like this when the competition was down.

Everyone knows that this is a spell created by the head of the sect himself, and because he has not yet studied it properly, he only practiced it among one or two personal disciples, and did not pass it on.

I think this deer is very much loved by the lady in charge, so he even gave her this spell?

Everyone had heard of this spell, and they sighed in their hearts that this little girl had such a good chance, and she was taught one step ahead of those of them who were senior brothers.

But Fang Zhongjin was secretly frightened. He once had a real confrontation with Yan Junhao, the first disciple of Huashan.

At that time, Yan Junhao was invincible, and he also used this spell.

Fang Zhongjin later learned from the old man of the Tianshan Mountains that this spell actually originated from Tianzhu, called Shiva's Soul Destroying Mantra. It was engraved on the stone wall of the wormhole after a master returned from traveling in Tianzhu.

This spell is not simple, it is a kind of spiritual technique. Bringing the general out can make the enemy's heart feel terrorous, so as to achieve the goal of defeating the enemy.

But now he is fighting with himself is a deer who has always shared honor and disgrace with him, and I don't know how many times he has been born and died together.

How could she use such a spell on herself?

Fang Zhongjin couldn't help but widen his eyes and looked at Lu'er carefully. In just a moment, Fang Zhongjin had already understood Lu'er's intentions.

When Yan Junhao cast the Shiva Soul Killing Spell on himself, the power was indeed terrifying. Fang Zhongjin was forced to use his skills to shock his mind, and at the same time interfere with Yan Junhao's spell casting, so that he could not be affected by it.

At that time, Ji Chang'an, who was on par with Fang Zhongjin, failed to escape the power of Shiva's soul killing spell. There was even the idea of losing both.

But now Lu'er's mantra is like a mud cow entering the sea, and the other party Zhongjin has no effect.

Fang Zhongjin looked at Luer Sakura carefully~ The mouth was closed one by one, and the mantra was clear and slow. Only did not make Fang Zhongjin's heart beat as suddenly as it did back then.

Fang Zhongjin already knew that Lu'er must have been taught the Shiva Soul Killing Spell by the lady in charge.

As long as this little girl has the slightest good thing, she thinks that she must leave it to her brother Jin.

After Fang Zhongjin returned to the mountain, they saw each other for the last time on the pine slope.

Lu'er had already heard what he had encountered along the way from Fang Zhongjin's mouth, and even more so about the past and present life of this Shiva soul killing spell.

So when the lady of the family, He Rongzhi, taught this spell to Lu'er without secret, her first thought was how to pass this spell to Fang Zhongjin again.

Since this spell was engraved on the stone wall of the wormhole by a mysterious predecessor. Lu'er always felt in his heart that Brother Jin had a relationship with the mysterious predecessor, but it was like his disciple in the next life.

Then this Shiva soul killing spell should be Brother Jin's "master's mastery".

They didn't have a way before, but now that they have the chance, Lu'er must give him this spell!

Fang Zhongjin is also a very smart person. He immediately understood Lu'er's intentions, and while he was grateful, he even pretended to make a gesture with Lu'er while carefully reading Lu'er's lips.

A smart person like Fang Zhongjin had already memorized this whole set of spells in his luggage after seeing Lu'er recite it twice. As for how it works, we have to go back and study it slowly.

Finally, Lu'er waved his plain white and soft little ~ hand, and a golden dart shot out towards Fang Zhongjin~.

And Fang Zhongjin on the opposite side just raised his hand and caught the golden dart.

Lu'er seems to think that his martial arts are not good, and he can't win no matter what. With a "bang", he stomped his foot, and his body floated backwards like a weak butterfly.

Everyone saw that she was beautiful, and she was so good-looking, and some people couldn't help but shout.

Lu'er blushed, turned his head and said to the lady in charge: "Master, the apprentice is incompetent, and he still lost." ”

He Rongzhi smiled kindly and said, "Let's lose three games in a row." This contest was won by the House of Commons again. ”

She turned her head to Nong Yingjie who was not far away and said, "Senior Brother Nong, you are so blessed to get such a precious apprentice." ”

Nong Yingjie said with a smile: "My precious apprentice likes it myself, but others hate it so much.

It's not like your precious apprentice, but everyone likes it. "Just look up and laugh.

Several female disciples standing beside He Rongzhi listened to his words, and they all blushed and lowered their heads, scolding him in their hearts, "Old is not ashamed!"

This game has dragged on long enough. Qiu Songhe, the head of the house, who had always been sitting in the soft tent, said in a deep and solemn voice: "This year's competition in the door is also wonderful. The disciples of all the academies performed well.

This concludes today's competition. The winner should not be arrogant or impatient, and continue to work hard. The rest should not be discouraged, and at this time next year, there will be even greater gains!"

As soon as the thousands of Huashan disciples heard this, everyone stood up at the same time, bowed deeply to the dark green soft tent, and the thousands of people shouted together: "Follow the instructions of the master!"

This sound came from afar as the sun gradually set westward. It is the end of a year of hard work for many people.

As the head of the sect and several elders left. The thousands of disciples of Huashan hugged each other and slowly walked out of the thousands of people's fields.

A gust of mountain wind swept into everyone's collar with a coolness, and many people shrank their necks. And Fang Zhongjin slowly walked behind the crowd, one hand clenched into a fist. There was a small golden dart in the fist.

And this golden dart has a faint smell of balm, and the amount in the hand is empty, and there should be a mezzanine.