Crossing with Baidu To Farm

Of course, I can only think about it now. That day, the Mountain God Religion was a very powerful existence. It could even be on an equal footing with Jinyun Mountain Villa. Wujimen would not dare to touch their bad heads easily. The proposal of the sorbet factory has to be negotiated again, sorbet. Although she wanted to eat it, she didn't want to really annoy such a big fan because of two sorbets.

At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely, and Cult Master Leng took one palm after another. Although the second elder could look and escape, the disciples around him suffered, and several Wuji disciples could not escape from the airtight palm wind. After escaping, he instantly became an iceman.

Cheng Tanyue exclaimed: "The Heavenly Mountain Palm is well-deserved!"

That palm wind is strong, the palm wind is exquisite, and the superb leg technique of Wujimen actually has the power to fight!

The second elder did not expect that the next life would be so powerful, and he felt a little guilty at the moment. Even though the forehead was still sweating under the cold wind, it soon became a soldier, and the entire face was covered with sweat. It's ice cream.

On the other hand, Sect Master Leng saw that the eyes were like cold electricity, revealing a faint blue, and the whole person seemed to be a snow sculpture without warmth, and the eyebrows and lips were covered with ice, reflecting the ice light.

The two sides are deadlocked, but the winner will soon be decided!

Suddenly, the brows of the two elders in the fierce battle gathered, and a burst of fire rushed out of his belly, his eyes suddenly burst, and it seemed that something incredible was going on.

The second elder, who was usually fast and fast, was slow for a moment, but after that moment of slowness, a cold palm wind reached his chest.

boom--

The second elder suddenly flew, slammed into the mountain gate, and when he fell again, he suddenly released the fiery heat from his internal organs from his throat, and it was actually a mouthful of black blood!

poisoned!

Seeing the black blood, the second elder opened his eyes, but at that moment, ice cream began to spread out from the chest of his middle palm. In a moment, the ice cream spread all over his body, and the disciples rushed over to save him. At that time, the second elder had completely turned into an ice man, still keeping his eyes open, revealing a faintly angry expression.

He was already dead, and it seemed that it was the palm of the dead fish Leng Sect Master, which made his whole body cold, but he knew that he was clearly poisoned.

The second elder is dead, that is the victory of the leader Leng. He waved his sleeves happily, and then flew into the air, rushing to the mountain gate, ready to take down the plaque of the Wujimen. The masters of the Wujimen rushed out, and the leader Leng waved with a palm. When they came out, there were a few more icemen on the scene.

There is despair up and down the Wuji Gate, hoping that someone will come out to save them.

At this time, Cheng Tanyue, who had been commenting from time to time, stopped talking, flashed his fan, and watched quietly. Sikong Jue seemed to be absent-minded. He found a folding bench and sat down, seeing Xia Jinhua resting on his lap. , sometimes explaining to Xia Jinhua.

"Brother Jue, the second elder is frozen, can he still come alive if he heats it?"

"The palm wind has already invaded the second elder's internal organs, the internal organs have been shattered, and the blood in the whole body is frozen, and when it freezes, he is already dead."

"The principle of that palm wind hurting people is to first shatter people's lifelines with powerful internal force, and then freeze them to cause double damage to the opponent and increase lethality?"

"Yes, if you are lucky enough to survive under the palm of the wind, you will be frozen to death immediately."

"In other words, palm wind is non-toxic?"

"Although some people in the martial arts have cultivated poisonous palm winds, and those in the middle will bleed to death from seven orifices, but the power of the palms of the Tianshan Divine Sect comes from its powerful internal force damage and freezing damage. They are all frozen, and there is no power to return to the sky."

"Then what do you mean, the power of ice and cold in their palms is taken from the Tianshan Mountains, is it pollution-free and pure natural air-conditioning?"

"Uh... that's what it seems to mean."

Pollution-free pure natural air conditioner?

That is murder!

Xia Jinhua couldn't figure out what Xia Jinhua was going to do, but if she wanted to ask, he could answer. Although he was not in Tanzhou before, he still knew the martial arts in Tanzhou. There were many masters in Wu'an Palace, all of them were Retired old workers recruited from various sects in Chanzhou, and some loners in the arena.

These people can't be bought with money, but Wu'an, as a big empire, can naturally afford the price they want.

Since he was a child, Sikong Jue's wisdom in martial arts was not comparable to that of Crown Prince Sikong Nan. He was the most admired talent by the old emperor of Wu'an. He focused on training him, and only then cultivated him today. He is truly a collection of martial arts. Director.

The drama was still going on in the field, and under the voices of the Wujimen, another white-haired old man came out, the Great Elder who had been placed under house arrest.

Once the first elder was free and proud, he stepped forward and reported to his family: "I think who's child is arrogant here, it turns out that you are a nobody, is it really deceiving me and no one?"

After that, he slashed his feet on the ground, and the whole person stepped into the air for three or four meters, and then fell, with a thousand strength, the ground collapsed and several cracks appeared.

The internal strength was so strong that it was even a bit more fierce than the second elder, so shocked that Cult Master Leng took a few steps back.

For a while, everyone up and down the Wujimen shouted in unison, and the prestige of the Great Elder climbed to a peak.

But the Leng Sect Master smiled inexplicably and said: "It turns out that it is the Great Elder of Wujimen, and the younger generation has admired the famous name for a long time."

It's no nonsense to say that the elder, "Little yellow mouth, die!"

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the person had already lifted off, heading straight for the Leng Sect Master.

The two sides fought together again. Naturally, someone came out to clean up the body of the second elder. The poor second elder was completely turned into a popsicle at this time. It seemed that no one paid any attention to him, and it was easy to throw him into the sect. , turned around and hurried to see the domineering appearance of the Great Elder, fighting the thieves of the Mountain God Sect.

Xia Jinhua, who was watching, took a dried fruit from Sikongjue's hand and watched with relish with binoculars.

Sikong Jue said: "If the first elder wins this time, then the succession of the sect master is a sure thing."

Cheng Tanyue also shook his head and smiled: "The strength of Cult Master Leng has only shown less than five points now. In order to frighten the other party, the first elder has revealed his old bottom. If the first elder and the second elder join forces, perhaps they will It was possible to retire that leader Leng, but the first elder was too conceited, and even poisoned the second elder, and used the hands of the leader Leng to eradicate him in an upright manner, in order to fulfill his position as the sect master, which is pitiful and deplorable."

At the end, he also said: "The signboard of Wujimen is about to be smashed today!"

Hearing what they were talking about, the eyes of a guard next to him dressed in the uniform of Xiacheng's experts flashed.

Sure enough, as Cheng Tanyue had predicted, the battle over there would be over soon. Cult Master Leng was clumsy, but the Great Elder had already done his best. At this time, Cult Master Leng used his full strength and used a strange and incomparable cultivation technique. He chopped the big elder out.

The first elder hit the ground, and his body quickly froze in half. He immediately used a little blood, and at one of the several big holes in his body, the freezing trend was stopped for life, but his half-life effort failed. Gone.

Cult Master Leng stepped forward, looked at the Great Elder who was lying on the ground ashes, and folded his hands with a smile: "Thank you, Senior, for your mercy."

The Great Elder's eyes were splitting, and when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of bright red gushed out, causing the Wujimen to be terrified.

Even the Great Elder has been defeated, is there any way out for today's Wujimen?

Cult Master Leng walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, facing a wave of masters from Wujimen, his tone was light as if he was greeting him at home: "Why, is there anyone else coming out to greet someone Leng?"

Naturally, no one should bear the burden. The upper and lower gates of Wuji Gate were like wood carvings and stone carvings. The man replied, and the martial arts heroes watching in the distance all sighed.

The signboard built by Wujimen in the past century is about to be completely destroyed!

Cult Master Leng asked again: "Is there anyone else?"

He clearly asked with a smile, but Wujimen felt an incomparable chill up and down, and they all stepped back, but no one dared to answer.

The first and second elders who turned into popsicles are their fate!

Suddenly, a childish voice came from above the Promise Gate.

"I!"

In the drooping head of Wujimen, a rebellious head suddenly appeared, raised high, with an unyielding fortitude in his eyes, looking coldly at the cold arrogance.

It turned out to be a child under ten years old, and he was holding a sword about the size of his body.

When Sect Master Leng saw the child, he laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha, the Wuji Sect is really unmanned, and it's actually such a dangling child to come out!"

Wulin Qunhao also sighed and shook his head, Wujimen really is in decline.

But the ten-year-old boy regarded death as if he were at home with a face that did not match his age, and said: "The Wuji Gate was created by my ancestors, and it has only been a hundred years ago.

The Leng Sect Master laughed even more: "Little guy, who else is there besides you?"

But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the group of nobles, causing everyone to retreat, seeing that someone riding the gust of wind had already flew away and landed in front of Cult Master Leng, and also landed on the hundreds of desperate people. In front of the Promise Sect.

A bell-like sound fell on everyone's eardrums.

"And I."

Everyone looked closely and saw that the man was clearly wearing the uniform of Xiacheng. When the ten-year-old boy saw that man, his face that was still cold and dead was stained with a childish smile, and he exclaimed: " Big Brother!"

The person who came was Qin Xiu, who had been hiding in Xiacheng's team, observing the number of martial arts skills of the Leng Sect Master, and only appeared at this time. At this time, he couldn't help but smile and silently said the boy's head, "You are still young. , you don't have to worry about saving the Wujimen, go back to the sect and settle the first and second elders."

The young man nodded fiercely and turned back to the sect.

At this time, everyone from Wujimen exclaimed, and the martial arts group was even more enthusiastic.

What they want to see is the result of this reversal!

Cult Master Leng didn't seem to be surprised by Tan Xiu's appearance, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Tan, someone Leng has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qin Xiu also nodded and saluted back, "Let Cult Master Leng wait for a long time."

It was clearly a drama of life and death, but the two sides seemed to be polite.

At the moment of the fight, Cult Master Leng's eyebrows moved slightly, feeling that the opposite Tan Xiu was like a pool of undetectable water, which seemed to be unfathomable. He actually lost his confidence for the first time.

Cult Master Leng dared to come to the door to ask for trouble, he must have made preparations, and thoroughly studied the martial arts of Wujimen, especially the leg technique. He has a very accurate grasp of each flaw. Defeated the second elder and the first elder.

But what Qin Xiu used, although it was leg technique, did not belong to any genre in Wujimen, and the content was powerful and strange.

boom--

The two of them held hands, and their powerful internal force stirred up a burst of flying sand and rocks, so shocked that no one dared to approach within a mile. The palm of Leng's palm carried a killing ice pick, while Tan Xiu's palm carried warmth. Like the heat of the sun, the two palm winds overlapped, and they were deadlocked for a while, and everyone saw that the ice cone of the Leng leader was slowly melting.

"What kind of magic is that?" Who knows who exclaimed.

Everyone is asking, the content that Tan Xiu uses does not seem to be owned by Wujimen. The essence of Wujimen's content is ruthlessness, but now the internal power he uses seems to belong to fire, which is just enough to overcome the ice of the leader of the cold. Attribute internal strength.

So what exactly is the effort?

Not long after, there was news.

"That's the Jiuyang Divine Art of Sixia Academy!"

Everyone suddenly realized that Qin Xiu's progress was so fast that it was comparable to the sky. Could it be that he really learned from the so-called Si Xia Academy?

In that Sixia Academy, who is the master Fang?

At this time, Xia Jinhua had already seized the opportunity and started to distribute admissions brochures everywhere...

The content battle on the other side only lasted for a while, and the two sides seemed to be unchanged, but both sides knew that if things went on like this, both sides might suffer.

Finally, the leader Leng said with a smile: "I didn't expect that there are people with such advanced martial arts in Wujimen. Leng someone really opened his eyes!"

Qin Xiu's breath was still stable, and he said, "Brother Leng, too, if we fight like this, there will be no winners or losers. It's better that we each take a step back."

"Very good."

The two of them received their work almost at the same time, and each took a few steps back. After adjusting their breaths, Master Leng did not change his face, as if he was going to leave after visiting relatives and eating and drinking, and said, "Someone Leng is really bothering me today. Seeing that Brother Tan seems to be very busy, I will not disturb him."

Qin Xiu also cupped his hands and said, "It's one way down the mountain, if there is something in my door, I can't see you off."

Master Leng said: "There will be a period in the future."

"There will be a period later."

So, Sect Master Leng led his disciples down the mountain. He turned around and climbed into the little boy carried by the girl. The little girl slowly disappeared within the hundreds of Tianshan Divine Sect. Everyone could not see that after the leader Leng was hidden, the corner of his lips suddenly showed a bright red, and the cold light flashed again in his eyes, with a bit of hysterical bloodthirsty.

A Dharma protector said, "Sect Master, we have already investigated it clearly, that Qin Xiu is indeed returning from his studies at Sixia Academy."

After all, I present a copy of the 'Si Xia College Admissions Guide' that I just snatched.

Master Leng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth gracefully with a handkerchief, and then picked up the admissions brochure. After flipping through it a few times, he saw the course schedule of the academy. There are all kinds of martial arts methods, including the "Twelve Road Tan Legs" that Tan Xiu has learned, and the internal power "Nine Yang Shen Gong".

He watched it a few times, and among them there was a long-lost martial arts method in the arena. One of the exercises attracted his attention - "Ice Bing Mian Palm"!

"interesting--"

He sighed lowly, his voice was already weak, and he was already injured internally.

After accepting the admissions prospectus, he took out a book from the little girl, and read it with relish.

On the other hand, after seeing the Tianshan Divine Sect group leave, Qin Xiu turned around, his calf trembled a little, and his breath became a little disordered. He glanced at the messy Wujimen, and everyone looked at him.

He patted the younger brother beside him and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

The Wuji Sect was already in chaos because of the fight between several elders. Now that the second elder is dead, the first elder is disabled, and Tan Xiu has returned strongly. The other elders in the sect who still want to jump don't even dare to fart.

Wujimen has ushered in a brand new Qin Xiu, and also ushered in a brand new beginning, which can be said to be standing behind.

Sikong Jue and the others declined Tan Xiu's invitation, went down the mountain, stayed one night at the foot of the mountain, and hurried back to Xiacheng tomorrow.

Xia Jinhua knew that Tan Xiu had a lot of things to do, so he didn't bother him, but it was a pity that the little princess returned to Wujimen, and she missed it a little.

Because of the admissions brochure during the day, many people came to inquire about the Sixia Academy. This small courtyard was always full of people. When it got dark, Xia Jinhua went back to the house after work, and Wugouzi led a few puppies and little wolves. The boy rushed up, and Xia Jinhua counted one wolf and one dog missing.

Immediately, she was furious, knowing that someone had caught her dog without her noticing.

Xia Jinhua finally couldn't help but fight Cheng Tanyue.

Na Chengtanyue went against him several times. Although Sikong Jue taught him a few times, he never seemed to know the lesson, and he always came to offend Xia Jinhua.

The last time I stole Xia Jinhua's fruit, this time, I stole a dog carefully selected by Xia Jinhua!

"Return my dog!"

Xia Jinhua angrily found Cheng Tanyue, and the five dogs who followed him were also grinning, fierce!

Cheng Tanyue's eyes were erratic, pretending to be serious, and said, "Dog? What kind of dog? I don't know what kind of dog."

"It's you! You still want to deny it!"

Cheng Tanyue is very reasonable, "There is no basis and no basis, why do you say that I stole your dog!"

Xia Jinhua was going crazy, it was clearly this guy who did it.

At this time, Sikong Jue picked up a black-clothed master and threw it in front of Cheng Tanyue. It was the master Yucheng who went to steal the dog. A puppy and a little wolf came running from the side, it was Xia Jinhua who lost it. both ends.

Xia Jinhua hurried over and picked up her dog, and scolded Cheng Tanyue, "Shameless!"

Cheng Tanyue was arrested and captured again, looking at Sikong Jue who was ill-intentioned and getting closer, and said in awe, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, absolute misunderstanding! This person is my request. Temporary workers, have nothing to do with me!"

I was slapped last time, and now I'm still a little scared. I'm afraid that if Sikong Jue gives him another slap, he will lose half of his life.

But Sikong Jue smiled, but he didn't take action. Instead, he gave him a few bamboo tubes, "Help me do something, I promise not to hit you."

Cheng Tanyue didn't know why, but she always felt terrified when she thought about it...

In the middle of the night, in the resident of the Tianshan Sect, inside a tent with a white top, on a small couch that was so gorgeous that it came from nowhere, there was a beautiful person lying on the side. It seems that it still carries a fragrant floral fragrance, like water flowing like a dream, under the long hair, on a face that is comparable to a woman's beauty, a pair of eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

Cult Master Leng was reading the book and saw it rising, with a Dharma protector serving him. After reading the book, Cult Master Leng closed the book, titled "Xiaoao Chanzhou".

He let out a long sigh, looked at the guardian on the side, and asked, "Have you also watched 'Laughing Proudly Chanzhou'?"

The guardian was stunned for a moment, knowing that the teacher was in trouble, and immediately said: "When Xiacheng started to launch last year, my subordinate happened to be doing errands there, so I went to buy a copy..."

"Then why didn't you bring a copy back to the sect master?"

The guardian immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "My subordinates should be damned, my subordinates should be damned!"

Sect Master Leng raised his hand, ten fingers like green onion roots, and said, "Get up, why has this Sect Master ever blamed you?"

The guardian stood up tremblingly, and suddenly there was a flower in front of his eyes. The leader's little hand had already slapped in the past, and the slap made him roll on the ground twice, his entire face was numb. Fortunately, the leader's little hand had a freezing effect, and when it was a free ice pack, it could Top for a while.

The guardian was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach. Although the sect leader was smiling on weekdays, he attacked him more than anyone else.

The leader seldom went down to the Tianshan Mountains, and the guardians and others were always walking outside. Last year, the guardians went to Xiacheng to run errands, and secretly bought this Xiaoao Chanzhou with public funds. When he came back, he immediately spread around the whole gods. Of course, it was only secretly. Yes, if the sect master knew that they, as a cult that claimed to have done all their bad deeds, actually passed on this kind of martial arts script that spreads positive abilities, they would definitely be furious.

The whole sect is watching, but the leader doesn't know it, but one day it will reach the leader's ears. The leader looks at the page of the words and is immediately furious—Bah! If it's so beautiful, I don't want to share it with the sect master! Copy me a hundred times!

As a result, the whole sect was punished for copying books, and there was a thick pile of "Xiaoao Chanzhou" in the sect master's room. The only reading material before going to bed, read one book, tear up one, and continue reading after tearing up the next one. If he doesn't have a new one for him to read, the Dharma Protector will suffer.

At this time, the sect leader pulled a small hand, and with a 'tear' sound, the copy of "Smile and Proud Chanzhou" was scrapped.

The guardian approached cautiously. The leader was still angry because of the story, and he would ask the guilt once he was in a bad mood. Now the face of the guardian has been called calluses. You are about to suffer.

But seeing that the leader recruited him, he was still lying on his side, picked up a new copy of "Swordsman's Proud Chanzhou", and flipped through a few pages.

The protector also waited for the leader to punish him.

After seeing the leader flip through a few pages, he said angrily: "How should the protector think about Lin Pingzhi?"

The guardian raised his head and was stunned for a second, but the leader took the lead and said with an irrefutable tone: "Give this leader a statement of no less than a thousand words after reading it. If you miss a word, this leader will cut you with a knife!"

The Dharma protector wanted to cry but had no tears - the last time I asked him to analyze the age-old problem of 'How the East Invincible urinates' didn't use so many words!

Dodge! I want to create a cute villain, no one will stop me!

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