Chapter 1270 Battle of Ximenqing

As soon as the immortals around him saw this appearance, they laughed in unison. Even Feng Xiaotian couldn't help laughing, and there was a slight smile on his face!

When the Chiyan fairy looked around, he saw that although the man was strong-looking, his strength was only in the early stage of Xuanxian, and he was only three feet tall, as tall as a child. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but his face did not reveal any disappointment, but laughed and said, "Okay, this The hero is so heroic. In order to commend you for your first appearance, the owner of this city decided to give you ten best fairy stones and 10,000 top fairy stones. After the end of the game, you can go to the stage to get it!"

The strong man was suddenly overjoyed. He didn't have the idea of being able to win the beauty. He just wanted to get some magic weapons, fairy stones and other rewards, but he didn't expect that in order to boost morale, this red immortal man actually gave so many fairy stones. You know, this Wu Dalang only didn't He was a fairy in the early days of Xuanxian, and he didn't have a best fairy stone. This fell down well. He got ten at once. Even if he lost the test for a while, it was still worth it!

The onlookers around looked at Wu Dalang in the field one by one. Their eyes were full of jealousy and secretly regretted. They did not rush to advance, but they let this thick and short man get the first place and got so many rewards in vain, which really made people jealous!

This Wu Dalang got a generous gift. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect it, but he knelt down on the ground with a "plop" and thanked loudly, "Thank you, Lord City Lord!"

Chiyan Tianxianren encouraged him kindly, "Ha ha, this is what Wu Zhuangshi should get. Let's play well first. As long as you perform well, the reward of the owner of this city will not be less!"

Wu Dalang suddenly kowtowed his head several times in a row, then turned over and stood up, bowed around, and said in a loud voice, "Guys, who would you like to come out and play with Lao Wu?"

There was a cold hum outside the stadium: "Huh! Xiaozi, I'm here to deal with you!"

With this cold hum, a long figure jumped in from the outside, but it was a Xiushi in white, with a dark face, a pair of peach blossom eyes, looking at the Wu Dalang with resentment, constantly shaking a folding fan in his hand!

Feng Xiaotian found that this white-clothed scholar was already in the middle stage of Xuanxian, so he couldn't help thinking secretly, "It seems that this Wu Dalang is probably not as good as this white-clothed scholar!"

And everyone outside the court is not optimistic about the first Wu Dalang to appear. After all, in most cases, cultivation determines everything, and this scholar in white is very cruel. He is not good at it at all. I'm afraid that this Wu Dalang will be bad!

"Ha ha, what's the name of this gentleman?" Wu Dalang didn't seem to realize his crisis, but asked with a smile.

The gloomy-faced prince snapped, closed the folding fan in his hand, pointed to Wu Dalang with the end of the fan and snorted coldly, "How can I ask about my life? Humph, you are only three feet tall, and you don't pee to take care of yourself. Let's see what virtue you are. If you are worthy of the Red Charisol Fairy, you'd better get out of the field quickly. Otherwise, I won't be able to see the sun tomorrow alive!"

When Wu Dalang heard the words, his face also darkened, and he sneerred, "Huh! Some family thought it was not good. It was not for the Chixia fairy who came to the court, and you are a peach blossom eye, which is not a good thing. Naturally, you can't be worthy of the Chixia fairy. How about getting out with a certain family?

The prince was furious when he heard the words. Originally, he thought that as soon as he appeared, the Wu Dalang must have retreated and rolled out obediently, but he did not expect that he dared to refute. His face suddenly felt a little hung up, and he couldn't help humming angrily, "Okay, since you are going to die, I will be with you. Live, on Huangquan Road, don't forget that I'm Ximen Qing, the eldest son of the Ximen family!"

"Ximenqing? Er? This is somewhat similar to the name of Ximen Fuqing's brother, but his temperament and character seem to be much worse. He is not a kind of person at all!" Feng Xiaotian sat on the colored shed and thought to himself.

As soon as the Ximen Qing's voice fell, his body suddenly rose to the ground, and his body suddenly rotated around the Wu Dalang. The speed was as fast as a light smoke. Around Wu Dalang's body, a remnant of shadows were formed!

"As a mysterious fairy, this method is also good!" Feng Xiaotian nodded slightly. With Feng Xiaotian's current vision, it is really not easy for Feng Xiaotian to say a good one!

But Wu Dalang stood motionless in the field, and even the magic weapon did not come out to summon, as if he was stunned by the body suddenly displayed by Ximen Qing!

"Haha, Xiaozi, die!" The Ximenqing suddenly opened, and countless black lights shot at Wu Dalang. Due to the rapid change of Ximenqing's body shape, these black lights seemed to shoot at Wu Dalang from all directions. Under normal circumstances, Wu Dalang had no room to dodge at all. He had to fight hard, and obviously, his cultivation was not as good as him. If the other party's Wu Dalang fights hard, it is obvious that he will suffer losses!

And everyone, including Feng Xiaotian, thought that Wu Dalang might become a hedgehog next, but there was a change on the field. The short and thick body of Wu Dalang suddenly disappeared in place. The black light was "poof" and shot on the ground, and everyone saw it clearly. Those black lights are actually the fan bones of the folding fan on Ximen Qing's hand!

However, everyone's attention is not on Ximen Qing's hidden weapon. They are all wondering, where is this Wu Dalang? If Wu Dalang is good at concealment, the problem is that concealment does not completely disappear. It's just that people can't see it. The body should still be in reality. But obviously, those sharp and poisonous fan bones have fallen into nothing. Has this Wu Dalang become air?

"Ha ha, this Ximenqing is going to be unlucky!" Miao Wutian on the colorful shed smiled and said to the red flame fairy.

Chiyan Tianxian naturally nod repeatedly. He and Miao Wutian's eyes were naturally old, but they could see the clue of the matter.

Feng Xiaotian, who was sitting on Lu Peng, also smiled and thought to himself, "Hey hey, I didn't expect this amazing Wu Dalang to have such a hand. In this way, I'm afraid this arrogant Ximen Qing will be a little bad!"