Chapter 185 Major Events

If you say who is the most annoying person Qiu Baoyang except for Xiaoyao Island, it is undoubtedly his sworn endear, Lei Wanqian, the leader of Tianlei Religion.

Before the martial arts conference began, he sent a lot of people to inquire about the dynamics of the magic religion, and there were many people who secretly learned from his daughter-in-law to burn incense and worship Buddha at home and pray that no ant of the magic religion should not appear.

As a result, it turned out that the Bodhisattva and the Buddha disdained to bless him, and he gave him whatever he was afraid of.

On the third day of the martial arts conference, the two sides of the opponent just stepped on the ring, and the red flowers fluttered all over the sky. The smell of greasy flowers came from the air. At the foot of the quiet mountain, only Ding Lingding Ling's crisp wind bell was heard from far to near. Qiu Baoyang, who was sitting on the main seat, suddenly clenched his fists his well-maintained face showed both expectation and boredom. A complex look of evil.

Everyone under the stage only felt a flower in front of them, and their heads seemed to be stepped on by something. When they came to their senses, the ** red gauze cloud cart carried by twelve strong men had flown over their heads all the way and stopped steadily in the middle of the ring.

Through the gauze, you can faintly see a vague figure lying on the side of the cloud with his head supported by hand. The long string of bells decorated at the four corners of the cloud are still ringing. The warm and ambiguous red gauze swings gently in the wind, but it refuses to let people see the face of the man in the sedan chair.

I don't know if this appearance is too beautiful. Almost all the male creatures under the stage involuntarily swallowed their saliva and stared straight at the clouds.

"Lei Wanqian, what are you doing here?" Qiu Baoyang endured and endured, and finally couldn't help breaking the quiet atmosphere with his own mouth.

Huh, thunderous? Isn't that the perverted leader of the demon religion in the human population?

The hazy women are so beautiful. Is it possible that there is also an invincible existence in the East in this world?

Shan Xiaowu stared eagerly at the figure in the clouds. If she hadn't stopped her, she would have almost couldn't help climbing up the ring and lifting the red veil to see the truth.

"Lord Qiu, I haven't seen you for so many years, and your suspicion is still so heavy." The figure in the cloud was motionless, and only a slightly cold voice came out through the red veil. "Don't worry, today I'm here just to join in the fun. You can let your people retreat."

The voice is not feminine or harsh, but... it seems to be a little old.

Qiu Baoyang breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lei Wanfeng's comments were not very good, he still had credit. Since he said so, he will definitely not make a mess.

"In that case, please leave the ring first." Qiu Baoyang said and shouted back, "Come on, prepare a chair for Master Lei."

"No." Lei Wanqian opened his mouth faintly, and at the same time, he gestured to the twelve strong men guarding outside. Several people turned around, bowed their heads respectfully and held their fists. Then they picked up the cloud cham and rose up again, falling on the ancient tree surrounded by two people not far from the ring under the mountain wall.

Those who have heard of the reputation of thunder and are afraid that he will suddenly be in trouble are relieved to see this.

Qiu Baoyang picked up a smiling face and announced loudly that the competition would continue.

"Sin-law, have you ever seen the true face of thunder?" The monotonous fists and feet on the stage can no longer attract the attention of Shan Xiaowu. She is now thinking about the red gauze cloud, "How does he look? Isn't it also beautiful?

Most of the demon masters in the novel are like flowers and jade beauties. This thunderousand appearance is so **. I don't know if it is also a demon? She is so curious.

"Is it good-looking?" He lazily pulled Shan Xiaowu's face to himself, and his eyes glanced at the ring, looking uninterested, "You'd better look at me."

Shan Xiaowu was stunned, and then he narrowed his eyes with a smile and nodded his head in agreement, "Yes, yes, my father-in-law is the most handsome and the most beautiful!"

The extermination master next to him heard the words and looked seriously at his ordinary and inconspicuous appearance, and even a little ugly. When he looked at Shan Xiaowu, his eyes were suddenly full of sympathy: Is this girl's eyes... Oh, it's really pitiful.

After the competition, it soon came to today's penultimate game. The flying claws representing Xiaoyao Island played against Wu Tian, the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School.

It was not until this time that Shan Xiaowu finally came back to life. Seeing that the flying claws were still pretending to be shy, he simply climbed up the chair and raised his hands and shouted, "Little claws, work hard!" Sister, I'm optimistic about you!"

Small... paws?!

Originally, the flying claws, which were standing steadily, staggered and almost fell directly from the ring. The eyes of Shan Xiaowu were extremely sad: Madam, you are too cruel!

Shan Xiaowu gave him a thumbs-up in response with a smile.

The flying claws can only turn their eyes to the side with a smile. Yun Danfeng looked at the little wife's inseparable, and howled silently in his heart: Lord, please pull your wife back, please!

Of course, there is no bird for him, and he doesn't even give a sympathetic look.

"Wu Tian is sent in Xiaqingcheng. Presumably you are the representative of Xiaoyao Island, Mr. Flying Claw, right? Wearing a Tibetan blue robe, his hair was tied with a high crown, and the handsome man held his fist with a sword and said, "I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

A signature shy smile appeared on the round and fat face of the flying claws. He grabbed the back of his head with his hand, and then raised his voice slightly and replied, "I dare not do it."

Wu Tian looked at his flying claws without a trace. Seeing that his hands were empty, he frowned, as if he was a little unhappy. "Please light up the weapon."

"Weapon?" The flying claws were stunned at first, then raised his hands, looked up on the palms of his hands, and then smiled at Wu Tianhe, "I don't need weapons."

His hands are the best weapons. What else do you need those swords and sticks?

Wu Tianxia's jaw, which was despised, came up with anger. He couldn't help raising his sword to the flying claws, "The sword has no eyes. In this case, please forgive Wu for offending you.

"You're welcome. Let's wait until you get offended." Flying Claw subconsciously said this. When he reacted, Wu Tian's eyes on the opposite side were already red, and he was almost angry.

Yo, is this young man really the chief disciple of the Qingcheng School? Sure enough, he is too young to calm down.

"You're welcome."

Wu Tian's face turned cold in the ring. He held a sword flower with a long sword in his hand and rushed straight to the door with a thunderous momentum.

Everyone under the stage held their breath and only heard a 'dang' sound. Unexpectedly, their flying claws did not dodge. They just smiled and calmly grabbed the fierce tip of the sword with one hand, turned their wrists slightly inward, and bent the tip of the sword to Wu Tian himself.

No wonder he said that he didn't use weapons. I think he should have practiced the skills of iron and sand palms, just carving insects!

Wu Tian looked at the flying claws contemptuously and snorted coldly in his heart. His men twisted the whole long sword into the shape of a twist, forcing the flying claws to let go. Then the whole person suddenly rose up and continued to attack the flying claws.

The two of them made a dozen moves. The flying claws were always calm, only defending but not attacking, as if they had never paid attention to Wu Tian's attack. On the contrary, Wu Tian, who was arrogant, was already full of impetuousness, and must have begun to be restless.

Shan Xiaowu is very happy. Dare this seemingly shy guy is teasing others!

Wu Tian doesn't care what others think of him at all. The only thought in his mind at this moment is to defeat the flying claws. Seeing the calm appearance of flying claws, I hate it even more.

As long as he looked at the sky, he would drill behind his flying claws and try to subdue him from behind.

The flying claws with long eyes on the back did not move. He only slightly turned his head to avoid the sword attack, and then gently pushed back with his backhand.

When Wu Tian saw that his palm was red, he thought it was something like an iron sand palm. He was terrified that he forced himself to dodge by a 360-degree rotation. Then he was unwilling to show weakness under his feet and quickly rushed past the side of his flying claws, and then turned around at a speed of lightning speed and turned the tip of the sword towards him.

The long sword cut through the air and brought a gust of wind to the heart of the flying claws.

The most important thing is to be impetuous during the martial arts competition. Obviously, Wu Tian has lost his mind and has an undue murderous heart for flying claws.

Unfortunately, he forgot one thing. Since the flying claws can catch his attack empty-handed from the beginning, it can also be done this time.

He stretched out his two fingers and easily clamped the long sword that hit his chest. The flying claw deliberately bent the middle finger of the other hand and flicked on the sword. He smiled, "The swordsmanship is good, but the strength is a little smaller, and you have to practice more."

Wu Tian only felt a numbness in the tiger's mouth. His thinking ability, which had been paused because of the action of the flying claws connecting the white blade, finally returned. He was shocked. He turned his wrist and tried to draw back the long sword, but found that the previous winning moves could not be used here at all - this time, he couldn't grab the sword from the two fingers raised by the flying claws. Back!

The people in the audience only saw that the two people in the ring suddenly deadlocked, and their slightly fat and ordinary-looking flying claws were light. At the beginning, Wu Tian, a confident young man, began to show fine sweat on his forehead.

The VIP seats are all the leaders of various factions who are quite prestigious in the world and have become refined. At this moment, there is no one who can't see the way. Wu Tian used at least 50% of his skill with the sword just now, but it turned out that people could easily catch it with two fingers. That doesn't matter. Now it is clear that the flying claws unilaterally suppressed Wu Tian, so that he can only passively stand in the ring.

The head of the Qingcheng School covered his face with his hands. Don't turn his head and couldn't bear to look at it again. He comforted himself over and over again: It's okay, it's okay. The opponent is Xiaoyao Island. It's not humiliating to lose, and it's not wrong to lose...

"Okay, okay! Come on, flying claws! Good job!"

Shan Xiaowu couldn't help standing up and applauding hard. Even the unrepentant abbot and the extinct master nodded and smiled at the flying claws.

The more eye-catching in the audience has also seen the height between the two. As soon as Shan Xiaowu's words came out, he immediately shouted.

"Little Five..."

Suddenly, a low call came from his ear, and his wrist was also caught by a cold and bone-piercing palm. Shan Xiaowu turned his head happily and saw that he was sweating heavily. The smile on his face suddenly stiffened, replaced by a face of panic.

"My father-in-law!" What the hell happened!

I can't hear anything, I can't see anything. Shan Xiaowu is now thinking about his body. His hands and feet are trembling to warm the back of his cold hands with his palms. There is an unconcealed panic in his deliberately low voice, "What's wrong? Isn't it..."

"Yes!"

He clenched his fists to restrain the devastating pain. He took a deep breath and saw that she wanted to ask again. He subconsciously shook his head to signal her not to make a sound, and only whispered in her ear, "Go back first."

"...Okay, hold on! I'll help you."

After the initial panic, Shan Xiaowu gradually calmed down and bit his lower lip fiercely, trying to drive away fear with pain and force himself to be strong.

I felt that my inseparable hand was getting colder and colder, and even my face began to form a thin layer of white frost. I knew that he was not optimistic at this moment. I quickly pulled his hand around his shoulder, and then held his waist with one hand. He used his strength to help him up, who was already a little unstable, regardless of the extermination master. Unrepentant abbot's concern and inquiry, he nodded to them and staggered step by step, hurriedly holding him away.

The people in the VIP seat watched the couple go further and further. Qiu Baoyang, who was sitting in the main seat, stared at the staggering appearance and squinted and didn't know what he was calculating.

The tip of the flying claws on the ring knew that things had changed from the beginning when he heard Shan Xiaowu's exclamation.

At this time, watching the two people help each other leave, and they were anxious and no longer had the intention to fight.

At present, he grabbed the body of the sword with the other hand and broke the silver and white sword into three pieces with both hands. Then, in the exclamation of everyone, he raised his right fist and hit Wu Tian's left shoulder, and swept the defenseless man and the sword dozens of meters away from the ring.

"Concession."

Leaving such a sentence, the flying claws on the ring suddenly rose to the ground and disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.