Yang Chong fist against the broken spirit style, one rigid and one light.

The light purple and light blue spiritual power intersected, bursting out with bursts of dazzling light. The two of them parted with a touch, and then changed their moves again and attacked together.

Huang Xin was surprised to find that the young man in front of him, who was only a little older than himself, seemed to be far inferior to his spiritual cultivation, but the speed of his moves, the strangeness of his moves, the accuracy of the timing, or the accuracy of the battle situation, he was not inferior to his own generals on the battlefield.

It's a shame that his cultivation is deeper than him, and if he is only a junior spirit master, he will have to be defeated immediately.

No wonder this son dares to shout that he is Murong Qianqian's husband, and sure enough, there are still two sons under his hands.

His competitive spirit was once again raised highly, and he actually took a deep breath and suppressed his spiritual power to the level of a spiritual master, intending to fight a fair battle with the other party.

Feeling that Huang Xin's spiritual power strength had come down, and it seemed to be almost the same as his own, Ruan Zun was a little puzzled, took a step back, and said, "What are you doing?" On the battlefield, is it possible to ask the other party to suppress the cultivation in the face of a spiritual cultivator whose spiritual power is higher?"

"Whether you need it or not is your business, whether you want it or not to suppress your cultivation is my business!" Huang Xin replied stiffly.

"Hey, you're a person, it's hard to buy if you have money, whatever you want!" Ruan Zun was already unhappy with the other party's sleek appearance, and saw that Murong Qianqian and the two were watching the battle, Ni Mei, she couldn't lose now. The other party gave up his own strengths and stupidly suppressed Xiuwei, which was right in the middle.

"Qianqian, that General Huang, why is the spiritual power light on his body, which was still light purple in the past, but now it has suddenly turned pale cyan, isn't that a sign of the junior spirit master level?" Ling Zhi asked.

"He wants to fight a fair fight with Ruan Zun. Murong Qianqian smiled faintly, "This Huang Xin is also interesting, he is a bright and upright person." ”

"Qianqian, you don't see that he is handsome and a general of the state capital, so you are tempted, right?" Ling Zhi said. However, even if he looked at the black-armored young general, he was quite moved, and compared with Ruan Zun, who has an extremely bad image now, he has a common advantage.

"How handsome he looks or how high his position is, I won't be tempted. Murong Qianqian sighed and said, slowly recalling Didi who had been with Ruan Zun in the past two years, remembering that she met that son at the most desperate time, and it was at the most desperate time that she made the most ridiculous decision to tattoo the formation for such a guy......

The scene at that time, even if I think about it briefly, is still blushing and hot.

"I really don't know what's so good about Ruan Zun. Lingzhi pouted, "You all value him so much." Li Mengzhu also valued him so much. In my eyes, he is actually just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with luck. ”

"You don't understand. Lingzhi. Murong Qianqian said, "He may have this kind of deficiency, he looks ordinary, his personality is not atmospheric enough, he is a little family-like, loves money, likes to take advantage of some advantages, just like a market citizen." However, he also has many advantages, for example, he loves to read so he is very knowledgeable, and often some worldly Confucians may not be able to come out with warnings; he is also kind-hearted, he can't see others suffering, for some orphans he doesn't know, he spends a lot of money, and he goes to the Flower Snake Gang alone. Didn't you Li Meng Master take advantage of his kindness last time?"

"Hey, I haven't passed the door yet, but I'll really help my husband talk. Ling Zhi sneered.

Murong Qianqian's face turned red all of a sudden, and she secretly twisted her, "Don't be blind!"

In the field, Huang Xin and Ruan Zun fought again, and more than 40 moves had passed. After suppressing Xiu Wei, the original field advantage suddenly disappeared, and Huang Xin suddenly felt that the pressure of the opponent began to overwhelm the sky.

The opponent's boxing moves and spiritual skills are mostly ordinary, and occasionally there are one or two moves that are more weird and powerful, which catches people off guard. Moreover, the other party's application of various tricks has reached the point of perfection, and almost irrelevant tricks with different numbers of ways can be used at your fingertips.

Those who are able to do this should put in a lot of hard work on the spiritual path!

Originally, he had the strength to exert himself as a junior spirit venerable, but he had not yet discovered this. But at this time, he was not only shocked by this, but even admired it a little.

Finally, after slapping each other, the two of them gasped and retreated to both sides of the courtyard. Both of them had a feeling of spiritual power being lost due to the prolonged battle, which was a dangerous signal for the spirit to come. If the two insist on continuing to fight, then when the spiritual power is exhausted, if their enemies take the opportunity to appear, the two will only be captured.

If it weren't for the battle of life and death, the battle between the spirits would never be in danger of drying up their spiritual power.

"How about we fight again another day, even if we don't win or lose today?" Huang Xin said.

"Listen and obey. Ruan Zun said.

"Another day we will not be able to do this with our bare hands. Huang Xin said, "You must know that most of my kung fu is on this mourning sword!"

"That's right! My strength is also above the spirit soldier!" Ruan Zun said.

The two of them each blew two sentences of their own, and then they left. Huang Xin's face darkened unhappily, and he strode out of the crowd with his sword, and saw Murong Qianqian and the two of them on the side, and hugged his fist forward and saluted, "The eldest sister is smiling, I will definitely convince him another day." And you, in the end, will be my Huang Xin's good match!"

Murong Qianqian: ......

Huang Xin left. Ruan Zun sat on a stone pier in the courtyard, only feeling sore. Indeed, it's been a long time since I've played so hard against an opponent of equal strength (in the case of the opponent's suppression of strength), which is not only laborious and troublesome, but it is also very comfortable to play, and it really feels like an opponent.

Luan Tingyu helped disperse the onlookers: "Look at what! hurry back to work!"

The crowd dispersed, and only Ruan Zun and Murong Qianqian were left in the courtyard. Murong Qianqian looked at his dignity and couldn't help but laugh, "How did you get it like this?" Fortunately, this look didn't let my father and aunt see it, if you do, you won't be able to say 10,000 words. ”

"Your father and mother judge people by their appearance. Ruan Zun was not convinced.

"That's a must, otherwise where does the dignity of the heavenly family and the official family come from? My father and eldest mother are the most face-conscious. Murong Qianqian said, "Yes, if you and that Huang Xin come to the door with a dowry at the same time, it will definitely not be you who are left by my father and aunt." ”

Ruan Zun: ......

Entering the side courtyard, Murong Qianqian saw the blacksmith shop, as well as some fine iron pieces he had finished, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "You want to be a blacksmith?"

"It's a spirit craftsman. Ruan Zun corrected, "The person who beats ordinary iron objects is a blacksmith. And it is the spirit craftsman who fights the spirit soldiers. ”

"Oh. Murong Qianqian said, "I thought you had been cultivating the formation these days." ”

"Although the formation is good, far water can't quench the thirst of the near. Ruan Zun put his idea of making an improved thistle.

Murong Qianqian said: "It's not like no one has tried this kind of idea. Even among the Lingshi sects, there are some sects that are good at making weapons, and they have tried, but with little success. Because the best gunpowder that the Song Kingdom can produce now, the power generated when it explodes, it is difficult to damage the spirits, and at most it can deal with some ordinary people. Don't be busy. ”

Ruan Zun said with a smile: "If others can't make it, can't I make it too?" You wait in the house for some time, and when the time comes, I will definitely come up with something that will surprise you!"

"Okay, then I'll wait. Murong Qianqian said, carefully observing Ruan Zun's work results, and after a while, he suddenly said, "I do know that there is a person who is outstanding in refining gunpowder and making artillery. Yes, he can be called the most powerful artillery maker in my Song Kingdom. ”

"Oh, there are such people? Then I'm going to pay a visit and ask for advice. What's his name and where is he?" asked Ruan Zun.

"This man is far away, and he is near. The surname is Ling Mingzhen, and he is nicknamed Thunder. As for where it is...... "Murong pointed in the direction of the Qingzhou Mansion, "It's in the Qingzhou prison, on death row, waiting to be beheaded." ”

(To be continued.) )