Looking at Su Miaoyun who copied the wok-lak behind him in his hand, Lin Haoyu's face was as wonderful as it was, and the sect was evaluated based on the palace, temple, and sect of the monk rather than the sect from which he was born, so even if there are no specific rules announced yet, it will not let each sect fight on its own first. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, he and Su Miaoyun will inevitably not be divided into the same batch of battles, and according to his previous understanding of the Divine Chef Sect, the probability that Su Miaoyun wants to meet him in the final decisive battle is simply very rare - this is not that she is not confident, but she does not believe that Su Miaoyun will have any powerful means, after all, whether it is the Su family she was born in or the Divine Chef Sect she worshipped, it has nothing to do with face-to-face fighting.

Cultivators have their own magic methods, and they only focus on killing and killing, and there are relatively few sects that don't like disputes, but because they don't like disputes, Lin Haoyu has less contact with them.

But since Su Miaoyun has already raised the pot, he can't just watch it, not even empty-handed, wordless contempt is more capable of driving people crazy than outspoken sarcasm, and the consequences of provoking Su Miaoyun ...... For example, those dishes that are extremely delicious but eat strange dishes in the mouth, or her senior brother who is rumored to be able to turn the earth immortals, these are all terrible things.

Lin Haoyu pulled out the dragon hidden sword, pinched the sword trick in one hand, and casually put on a starting gesture, without the slightest battle intent, let alone the slightest killing intent, and without that sense of being out of the dust.

"Look at the move!" Su Miaoyun raised her eyebrows, and the pot in her hand slapped it directly, and the pale red Zhenqi was on the bottom of the pot, even though it was still far away, Lin Haoyu could still feel the heat wave coming to his face.

Obviously, when stir-frying, Su Miaoyun did not rely on the temperature of the stove alone, this heat was at least ten times higher than that of the ordinary fire.

Lin Haoyu's long sword was slanted, and he wanted to open the pot, and Gengjin Zhiqi condensed on the blade of the sword, giving the already sharp dragon submarine sword a touch of breathtaking.

The five elements restrain each other, but the effect between each other is not absolute, just take the current situation, Su Miaoyun's fire is Lin Haoyu's gold in principle, but Lin Haoyu's Gengjin Zhiqi is really too pure, and the dragon submarine sword used is much higher than Su Miaoyun's wok, so Su Miaoyun can't actually suppress it even if he has the suppression of Zhenqi.

However, Lin Haoyu still underestimated Su Miaoyun's strength, or underestimated the inheritance of the Divine Chef Sect, the Great Dao is three thousand, and there is no distinction between high and low, and the Divine Chef Sect has not completely become a vassal of some sects for so long, especially the easy ones?

I saw Su Miaoyun's right hand holding the pot trembling slightly, as if he had made a spoon-shaking motion, just letting go of Lin Haoyu's sword blade, and the bottom of the pot smashed directly into the most difficult place for the dragon hidden sword, and the sword that was originally stable suddenly lost control and slid down to the right.

Lin Haoyu raised his eyebrows, and he was about to change his move, but Su Miaoyun's speed was faster, and he directly handed the wok forward, and a crimson fire ignited on the edge of the convex pot, turning into a sharp blade-like shape, and flew towards Lin Haoyu, the target was the neck.

With a squint of eyes, a golden light flashed, Lin Haoyu withdrew his sword and turned around, and the dragon hidden sword split this True Qi attack into two pieces without reluctance, allowing Lin Haoyu himself to pass through the middle, and a solemn look appeared on Lin Haoyu's face for the first time.

Su Miaoyun did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but floated away, the expression on his face seemed to be smiling, and he looked at Lin Haoyu and said leisurely: "Are you willing to be serious now?"

"If you have good brainpower, you won't be too bad in force. Inexplicably, such a sentence came to Lin Haoyu's mind, and at the same time, Su Miaoyun's background appeared, the Su family that can be regarded as an antique even if it is placed in the cultivation realm, such a family may have fools, but how can someone who is safe to wander outside be a fool?

He took a deep breath, and then looked at Su Miaoyun's gaze with a hint of solemnity, the sword he had originally raised pointed at the ground obliquely, pinched a sword trick in his left hand and put it in front of him, and nodded cautiously: "Please." ”

Su Miaoyun chuckled, and the wok smashed down again, still the same as the last action, the only difference was that the red at the bottom of the pot became brighter and brighter, and the temperature was higher.

This time, Lin Haoyu didn't careless, his body moved, and he stabbed Su Miaoyun directly from the side, and at the same time dodged Su Miaoyun's attack, and the Gengjin Qi on the tip of the sword spewed out more than a foot long, and there was a sneering sound between the swings, and the momentum was terrifying.

"Oops, it's going to be mushy!"

Su Miaoyun exclaimed without warning, but Lin Haoyu was not affected in the slightest, in his opinion, this was just a means for the other party to distract himself. Thinking so, the sword in his hand did not waver, but everything that appeared in front of him at the next moment made Lin Haoyu stunned.

I saw that Su Miaoyun's pot suddenly smashed down to this side, as if he was taking the pot off the fire, and his sword was like the stove on the other side, this pot smashed extremely fast both in terms of angle and speed, and it seemed that the dishes in the pot would really be mushy a little later.

What surprised Lin Haoyu the most was that Su Miaoyun's hands were still trembling, as if they were making a spoon-shaking motion, but the ultra-fast frequency and extremely small amplitude made this pot even draw countless afterimages in the void!

Dumbfounded and dumbfounded, since it was decided to fight seriously, Lin Haoyu had no reason to take this pot that didn't look easy to mess with, high-frequency tremors would have many effects, the simplest was unloading and afterburner, if Su Miaoyun's Zhenqi operation was a little more vicious, it would not be able to conduct conduction, and directly shake the sword in his hand down.

Withdraw your sword, turn around, and slash.

A set of actions is like a cloud of flowing water in his peers, Lin Haoyu has already exerted his advantages to the extreme, that is, agility, this sword is strong and heavy, and the speed is not slow, the most important thing is that it only uses seven points of strength, and with room for change, it can be said that all the retreats of Su Miaoyun have been blocked.

The dragon submarine sword cut through the void and let out a sharp whistling sound, Su Miaoyun raised his head and glanced at it, and let out an exclamation again: "Oops, it's on fire, run!"

Said to run, without the slightest hesitation, Lin Haoyu originally, the three points of strength left behind had no room to exert at all, because Su Miaoyun had already retreated far away before the words fell, and the fast speed even allowed her to pull out a series of three afterimages in the void!

"What kind of tricks are you doing here?" Lin Haoyu withdrew the Dragon Hidden Sword and asked a little angrily. It's not that he can't deal with these moves, but his spells are more or less weird, and it's not easy to grasp the proportions, in case he really hurts Su Miaoyun, it's not good.

Su Miaoyun looked at him with a smile, holding the pot with his right hand, pinching a foot with his left hand, with a look of embarrassment: "Isn't this all cooking skills, the one that smashes you is to put the pot on the stove; the one that hands it out is to turn the vegetables; the one that blocks your sword is because the fire is too big and the vegetables are paste, so you have to quickly take the pot and keep turning the spoon; the one that dodges is because the stove is on fire, and even the pot with vegetables is going to be fried." ”

This time it was Lin Haoyu's turn to be stunned, Su Miaoyun's response move was wonderful, but she didn't expect it to be her daily application?

Looking at Lin Haoyu's somewhat sluggish expression, Su Miaoyun's face was a little embarrassed: "You should know that the fire and ingredients for cooking in the Divine Chef Pie are not ordinary, and the ingredients for the dishes have to be deducted from my single fee for half a year, but I ran away from home and ran away at the beginning......;

"So you've tried these moves countless times yourself, haven't you?" Lin Haoyu looked at her with some distraction.

Su Miaoyun nodded, and said with a smile: "Do you think, when I started, Senior Brother Xingshen was already in charge, and my master and his old man ran to retreat without teaching me for a few days, and a group of senior brothers were either addicted to their own cuisine and couldn't extricate themselves, or they were arguing about which dish to use and which ingredients were better, so I could only slowly explore it myself." ”

Lin Haoyu nodded, and the expression on his face turned into relief: "No wonder your cooking skills are ......"

Without waiting for Lin Haoyu to finish speaking, Su Miaoyun raised her eyebrows, flipped the pot in her hand, and smashed it towards Lin Haoyu's head: "What's wrong with my cooking skills?"

Cooking is obviously Su Miaoyun's sore spot, Lin Haoyu poked it and got an instant outburst, this time not only was there a flame rising at the bottom of the pot, but even a bright yellow flame rose in the pot, compared to the red flame just now, the flame temperature of this famous color was obviously more than a step higher, and the surging heat even made Lin Haoyu's face a little dry and red.

Looking at this momentum, Lin Haoyu didn't dare to be careless, Zhen Qi agitated, directly converged all the pores on his body, and a golden light lit up under his feet, flashing him to the side, and said at the same time: "Forget it, look at you two times, it is really possible for the two of us to meet in the final ring, you are not afraid of exposing too much?"

"It's up to you?" Su Miaoyun replied with some contempt, and at the same time, the pot in his hand moved again, slashing in the direction of Lin Haoyu.

This time Lin Haoyu didn't dodge again, the dragon sword shook, and drew a circle in the void, and the white-gold Gengjin Qi left a brilliant trajectory in the void, just in front of the pot, his wrist trembled slightly, and the whole circle turned into a whirlpool at this moment, eliminating all the power on the pot.

Su Miaoyun's pot slammed upward, and the flames in the pot passed through this circle extremely domineeringly, although there was some loss, it still smashed on Lin Haoyu's sword, making the dragon submarine sword jump.

But at this moment, Lin Haoyu's heart beat violently, a stream of blood rushed straight to the top beam, his eyes blurred, the dragon sword fell into the dust with a "sonorous sound", the whole person was crumbling, Su Miaoyun's next offensive did not have time to completely stop, and slapped directly on Lin Haoyu's head, although there was only a little strength left, it still made Lin Haoyu's hair bun scatter.

"Are you okay?" Su Miaoyun hugged Lin Haoyu and asked a little anxiously.

(To be continued.) )