Chapter 18 Qingfeng's birth

At this time, Leng Feng's eyebrows were inverted, and his face was gloomy and clear. He held a sword in his left hand, covered his abdomen with his right hand, bowed slightly, and gasped heavily. The sweat on his face flowed down like raindrops. At this time, his originally pale lips became like white paper. Leng Feng did not expect that Long Xiaoqi would make such rapid progress in such a short time. Dongfang Renlei only reminded them to be careful. Although this person was only a fourth-order intermediate, his life-threatening style of playing was really nothing to do. At that time, the four people didn't care too much and even disdain to boast in front of the patriarch, but now... looking at the bodies of the three best brothers, they kept coming to mind that they had been born and died together.

"I don't know why you died!" Long Xiaoqi interrupted Leng Feng's thoughts, held the ancestral sword and walked towards Leng Feng step by step. Go to hell!" Leng Feng endured the severe pain and took the lead. Bang bang..." There is no elegant swordsmanship, no dexterous positioning, only the sound of weapons and weapons hitting each other, only the sound of swords and swords entangling each other.

"Ah!" Long Xiaoqi shouted. He never thought that someone could make the sword rotate so quickly. Long Xiaoqi's sword was controlled by the cold front, and the two swords rotated at high speed. Long Xiaoqi did not grasp it tightly. The ancestral sword was removed, and the sword body crossed Long Xiaoqi's front chest, with splashing blood and falling aside. Boy, let's see what kind of arrogance you are doing this time. Go to death!" Looking at Leng Feng's ferocious face, Long Xiaoqi was panicked, but then calmed down and stared at Leng Feng's sword.

" hiss!" Time stands still in an instant and is fixed on such a picture. Long Xiaoqi squatted on the ground and grabbed the sword body of the cold front with her right hand. Even though she had a fighting spirit to protect her hand, her whole right hand had turned blood red. As for Long Xiaoqi's left hand, it is still in the belly of the cold front, right! At the last moment, Long Xiaoqi blocked the sword with her right hand, turned her left fist into a palm, hit it with all her strength, and inserted it straight into Leng Feng's lower abdomen.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Long Xiaoqi looked up to the sky and laughed and looked at her blood-stained hands, her own and enemies. An inexplicable excitement arose, as if she was born with a bloodthirsty desire. Suddenly, it was dark in front of her eyes, and Long Xiaoqi fainted.

Time passed minute by minute, and occasionally two birds flew by, circled around and flew away. The breeze blew, with the leaves ringing, and the dust covered the "corpses" of five people. The woods are quiet, dead, dust, and illusory air in the universe.

The secret meeting room of the Oriental family. Dongfang Jie sat on the upper seat, standing beside him, wearing a mask, giving people a feeling of fear, like the legendary bull, horse, snake god. The mask on the left is engraved with a yin character, and the mask on the right person's face is engraved with a positive character. Next, the elder Dongfang Yichen sat at the head of the second seat, the second elder Dongfang Hongxu sat next to the elder, and the third elder Dongfang Nuochen sat opposite the second elders. Behind the three elders sat the eight guardians of the Eastern family. A young man in brocade sat at the end and looked at the young face, which was not much different from Long Xiaoqi's age. He held a paper fan in his hand, with a playful expression on his face and a strange smile, looking at the crowd. This young man in brocade is the child of Dongfang Jie and his fifth wife, and also the only son of Dongfang Jie - Dongfang Xiaoyang. Because he is an old son, Dongfang Jie can be said to be obedient to him, while Dongfang Xiaoyang has always been regarded as the apple of the eye in the clan. He is the successor of Dongfang Jie and the next patriarch of the Dongfang family. Dongfang Xiaoyang is also competitive. At a young age, he has become the fourth level of white. Except for Long Xiaoqi, he has never met an opponent among his peers, and he has great hope to surpass his predecessors. However, although Dongfang Xiaoyang is young, he is impatient, arrogant and self-serving. He likes to show himself too much, and his sharpness is too exposed.

"I'm afraid the Four Heavenly Kings haven't heard of me for so long. The elder Dongfang Yichen said with an indifferent expression on his face, as if the death of the Four Heavenly Kings had nothing to do with him. These people gathered together to discuss the matter of Long Xiaoqi. Can Yu did not fall into the hands of the Oriental family for a day, and Dongfang Jie was uneasy. The longer it took, the more anxious Dongfang Jie became. The elder He made this statement. Ren Lei said that Long Xiaoqi was just a fourth-level intermediate of white spirit. It was only because of a moment of luck that he slipped away from his hand. How could he kill the Four Heavenly Kings? On the one hand, Dongfang Jie doesn't believe it, but on the other hand, he is also secretly talking about Dongfang Renlei. He can't even do such a small thing well, and he is not qualified to be one of the eight kings of the Oriental family. Dongfang Renlei blushed and coughed a few times with embarrassment. Forget it! Don't mention the past again. Dongfang Yichen interrupted that his status in the Oriental family is not much lower than that of Dongfang Jie, and he naturally knows about the big and small things in the clan. I am willing to help my father win this remnant jade, and also see whether this Long Xiaoqi is really like what Renlei said, or a person with a false reputation. I haven't talked to him for a long time. I hope he won't be disappointed. Dongfang Xiaoyang's face was full of disdain, excitement and excitement. Long Xiaoqi can be said to be a strong enemy of Dongfang Xiaoyang. He can be said to be the most potential genius in the clan, but compared with Long Xiaoqi, the genius is also overdone. From childhood to adult, Dongfang Xiaoyang has never won Long Xiaoqi once. Dongfang Xiaoyang was very disdainful of the war spirit with Long Xiaoqi, thinking that he only relied on the external forces of the clan to reach the fourth intermediate level of white spirit; excited that he could go out and see the world outside; excitedly, if Long Xiaoqi was really said by Dongfang Renlei, then he finally had a chance to defeat it this time. Although this opponent is only a fourth-order beginner, if it is true to live and die, it is not certain who will lose and who will win! This is also the first time he made his official debut!

"No!" Dongfang Jie ignored the patriarch's demeanor, stood up suddenly, patted the table with both hands, and was rejected. Why?" Dongfang Xiaoyang has been loved by everyone since he was born. Even if he wants the moon in the sky, someone will pick it off for him. What and why! Just can't!" Dongfang Jie said nonsensely. The doting for Dongfang Xiaoyang is expressed in words. I'm going, I'm going." Dongfang Xiaoyang's little temper also drove him to refuse to bow to his father. If I say no, I can't. I'm your old man. You have to listen to me." Everyone looked at Dongfang Jie, and their hearts were happy, but they couldn't show it on their faces, so they had to endure it.

"Okay, okay, let's see what you look like." Dongfang Yichen said. Dongfang Jie also noticed his gaffe, stared at Dongfang Xiaoyang fiercely, blushed and gasped with a thick neck. How about this! Xiaoyang wants to go out to exercise. He is so old that it's time to let go. Although there are eight major families compete every year, it is just a form. He will never grow up without actual combat. But..." Before Dongfang Jie could say it, he was interrupted by Dongfang Yichen. You should be relieved to go out this time with me with him! Even if Long Xiaoqi has the ability to breathe, as long as he is not green, I can strangle him like a crushing ant. Dongfang Jie looked at it, shook his head helplessly and stopped talking.

The originally sunny sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and there was a strong wind in the woods, and thunder roared, as if it were a precursor to a heavy rainstorm. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, shining a piece of silver and bean-sized raindrops on the dark sky and hit the land like flying.

At this time, in the purple forest of the dragon family, four bodies have shown corruption, but only Long Xiaoqi's "corpse" has not changed. It's no different from before he fell. The rain was pouring down, and the rain flowed through his body and washed the blood on his body. In the dark, a white gas was very conspicuous, emanating from Long Xiaoqi's chest, slowly surrounding Long Xiaoqi's body, and finally integrating into Long Xiaoqi's body.

Suddenly, "Boom!" With a loud noise, a huge thunderball rushed towards Long Xiaoqi. Like thousands of troops and horses, with the wind and momentum, they were about to split the area of Zixinlin, as if to make Long Xiaoqi and the dragon ruins disappear together, but a strange phenomenon happened. Somehow, Lei changed his direction and poured into the ancestral sword not far from Long Xiaoqi. Then, only the "squeak" sound was heard, and then there was a "boom" and an explosion occurred around the ancestral sword, but Long Xiaoqi's ancestral sword flew over an arc, impartially, just hitting Long Xiaoqi's head.

"What is it? I don't want to live! Dare to disturb my sleep." Long Xiaoqi straightened up, stretched out and yawned as if she had just woken up from her sleep. Huh? Why is it raining? Why can I lie here?" Long Xiaoqi scratched her head with a strange expression on her face, as if she had lost her memory. I only remember the war with the four heavenly kings of the Eastern family not long ago, and I don't remember what happened later. Forget it, I don't want to. I'm hungry. I want to have a buffet. Thinking of the last time I ate a delicious and refreshing scene at the seafood buffet, the corners of my mouth involuntarily flowed. Long Xiaoqi jumped up like a child. Hahaha! It seems that I am so wise! Buy a waterproof bag, which will come in handy. With that, Long Xiaoqi picked up the bag on the side and glanced inside.

"Huh? Isn't this the ancestral sword of our dragon family? Why does it feel strange? There seems to be something else on it. Long Xiaoqi stared at the ancestral sword, as if she remembered something. Qingfeng! This is Qingfeng!" Long Xiaoqi opened her mouth with an incredible expression on her face.