Chapter 17 Ningweijie

Shaoqiu snorted. Fortunately, he lay on the ground, and the head of the giant sword was cut into the ground. He did not take the opportunity to split his slanted shoulder into two sections. That's the case, and the injury was not light. Ai Rongwei was about to withdraw the sword and split it again. He cut him in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, at the moment of withdrawing the sword, Shaoqiu roared and punched the sword. The sound of gold and iron strike sounded. Ai Rongwei's arm shook greatly, and he pushed out seven or eight steps away with the sword before he stood firm.

There was an exclamation in the crowd watching. Ai Rong looked at it in surprise and suddenly changed in horror. The huge sword of hundreds of pounds in his hand was actually bent into an arc! There is even a clear punch print on the sword!

Shaoqiu stood up staggered, and his shoulders were full of blood. He looked at Ai Sang, who had run to the front with a smile, and a stream of blood foam gushed out of his mouth. Ai Sang's face was full of tears, covered his face with his hands, and cried.

Ai Rongwei smiled bitterly, threw down the huge sword, slowly raised his hands to his chest, and his fingers were wrong to each other, and his arms were raised. Suddenly, within a ten-foot radius, the earth and stone rolled over, and the ground cracked. Dozens of huge bamboo trees suddenly gushed out of the ground, and the sharp tip pierced straight out!

Shaoqiu was unprepared. For him, even fighting was a very luxurious thing. He couldn't imagine that Ai Rongwei could use such a magic power that was almost a miracle. Suddenly, the sole of his foot was stabbed. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and slid obliquely, with a huge blood mark on the soles of his feet. The bamboo tree penetrated his robe and pushed him up.

"What a wooden magic trick!" Wu Xie smiled and praised, "It has actually reached the point of the second disaster of the wooden elemental force!

The bamboo tree rose ten feet high and stopped. Shaoqiu was hung on the bamboo tree in the air and danced. Ai Rongwei snorted coldly and clenched his hands. The bamboo tree actually bent into an arc, and then suddenly bounced straight. Shaoqiu flew into the air like a bullet. The bamboo tree was so elastic that Shaoqiu was bounced without a trace. After a long time, the small figure fell from the sky. As he fell, he shouted.

When he fell to a height of thirty feet, Ai Rongyu shouted loudly, and countless bamboo trees on the ground suddenly rose up, shooting in mid-air like a sharp arrow, stabbing Shaoqiu. This will be penetrated by forty or fifty bamboo trees. I'm afraid the immortals won't be able to save him.

Ai Sang didn't dare to look at it again. Sang Mingyu also closed his eyes and sighed, knowing that Shaoqiu could no longer avoid this disaster. Among the five elements, Jin Suineng Kemu, but in the face of absolute strength, no one can change the fate of Shaoqiu.

In mid-air, Shaoqiu also saw dozens of bamboo trees shot like lightning. In a hurry, he rolled in the air and hit the bamboo tree above his head and feet.

Does he want to hit these bamboo trees with his own head to see who is hard?

The thoughts of everyone on the ground flashed, and Shaoqiu stretched out his arms, and his palms split against the two bamboo trees that shot in front of him. His fists could even bend the bronze sword. What's more, the two bamboo trees only heard a click. The two bamboo trees split into four pieces from the middle and shot over Shaoqiu's body.

At the same time, Shaoqiu's body has been smashed to Ai Rongwei like a meteorite. Ai Rongwei knew his strength and shouted loudly. Countless vines suddenly appeared on the ground, tangled and rolled up, condensed into a green dragon woven by vines, and hit Shaoqiu head-on. Rumbled, Shaoqiu bumped into the vine blue dragon. The thick blue dragon in the bucket could not stop him from falling. Suddenly, the branches and leaves flew away. Wherever he went, the ten-foot-long blue dragon was destroyed by inch by inch. Soon Shaoqiu hit Ai Rongwei's head.

It was too late for Ai Rongwei to hide again. He had no choice but to raise his palms in order to take the blow from Shaoqiu. However, the momentum of falling a hundred feet high in the sky is so great. Ai Rongwei is very lucky. He only heard the loud noise and the dust was everywhere, which completely shrouded the two.

Everyone looked at it in surprise and waited until the dust dispersed, but found that there was only Shaoqiu left on the ground, but Ai Rongwei didn't know where he had gone! Suddenly, Shaoqiu sighed, bent down and pulled out an arm from the ground. With a strong pull, he actually pulled Ai Rongwei out of the ground like a radish.

Everyone was stunned. Only then did they know that Shaoqiu actually smashed Ai Rong into the ground with the blow just now. Ai Rongwei was covered with dirt. As soon as he came out, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and stopped on the ground. Ai Sang exclaimed, rushed to pick up his father and shouted, "Dad, Dad, how are you?"

"Wood... When it meets the gold, it's really... helpless." Ai Rong slowly opened his eyes, smiled bitterly, and fainted.

The first master in the tribe was actually defeated by a child who didn't know martial arts, and even the powerful wooden element was vulnerable! Everyone was shocked this time. Shaoqiu looked at Ai Sang's panicked expression and couldn't help sighing. He took two steps forward. Suddenly, a crystal feather arrow was inserted under his feet.

Shaoqiu raised his head in surprise and saw his "mother" bending his bow and arrow, aiming at himself. The sadness in his heart was indescribable. Suddenly, his knees softened, and he fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

Shaoqiu's father and Shaoqiu's mother slowly came over. Shaoqiu's mother was 20 feet away, bent her bow and arrows, and was ready to go. Shaoqiu's father came to him with a bone whip and looked at him with a complicated expression: "Shaoqiu, congratulations on defeating the guardian of wood."

"Is the king the guardian of wood?" Shaoqiu stopped crying and muttered.

"Yes, thirty-six guardians of wood, he ranks twenty-seventh. This Kongsang tribe actually exists because of you. We six masters sent masters to imprison you here. Shaoqiu's father sighed, "If you die in an ordinary life, nothing will happen. If you wake up halfway, we will kill you at all costs." He smiled bitterly and said, "We are actually a group of jailers, and you are the only prisoner. However, in order to make you an ordinary fisherman, it's up to me and her..." He pointed to Shaoqiu's mother, "Come and pretend to be your parents, and Ai Rongwei will pretend to be the Kongsang clan. Now that you have been infused with gold elemental power by Xuanli and have been awakened, we must fulfill our contract with the gods and kill you.

"So it is. Dad," Shaoqiu said, "Can I ask you a question?"

Shaoqiu's father nodded and said, "Say, we are a father and son. Although we are not related by blood, we have family affection."

Shaoqiu said bitterly, "What are the real names of you and your mother?"

"Alas," Shaoqiu's father sighed and looked at Shaoqiu's mother, and his eyes couldn't help but get wet. "My name has long been forgotten. For the past 16 years, even in my dream, I have regarded myself as your father. I am the guardian of fire, and I am good at making the whip of the god of fire. Your mother is the guardian of water and good at making the arrow of dripping water. We didn't know each other before, and it was because of you that we pretended to be husband and wife, and then we really became husband and wife. Therefore, you still call me Shaoqiu's father, and she is Shaoqiu's mother!"