Chapter 267: Strong Zixuan

When Xu Ning just went downstairs and turned the corner, she bumped into a figure.

"Why are you running so fast? I've already come in."

Originally bumped into other people's arms, Xu Ning was ready to get angry to see who blocked her way. When the words of light laughter sounded, Xu Ning's face suddenly turned stunned. Looking up, he saw that Xia Feng was behind him. He immediately grew his little mouth and asked confusedly, "How did you get in?"

The whole gate of the martial arts boxing hall was blocked. No non-military personnel were allowed to enter. Xia Feng suddenly came to her, which naturally aroused her confusion. You know, she went down to prepare for the summer breeze.

Xia Feng smiled and explained that after meeting your brother and sister, they let each other go, so he bypassed the topic. After all, he came in with earth escape. He can't tell Xu Ning, can he?

Xu Ning's pretty face suddenly realized. She smiled kindly and pulled Xia Feng and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to change your clothes first. Your clothes like this will be kicked away."

"Wait, let me see the duel between the two of them first." Xia Feng stopped Xu Ning and pulled her back. The battle on the martial arts field has begun. Nearly a thousand figures are sitting in their seats, discussing and discussing who will lose and who will win.

When Xia Feng's consciousness suddenly realized who the teenager was, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and his consciousness shrouded him and carefully noticed the cultivation of the other party.

Because it has entered the middle stage of the foundation, the divine consciousness of Xia Feng can be extended to the range of nearly 300 meters of 360 degrees. Within a range of 300 meters, everything fell into the eyes.

When the divine consciousness was wrapped around Zixuan, he suddenly found that Zixuan's internal force was flowing and roaring wildly, and he actually stepped into the mysterious stage!

"Not bad, not bad, not bad!"

Xia Feng clapped his hands and praised, his face was full of smiles, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was extremely satisfied. Unconsciously, Xu Ning's eyes also fell on the martial arts arena! At this time, the battle between the two began to sweep in front of Zixuan, but Xia Feng smiled and pulled Xu Ning not to look at the battlefield. Instead, he said calmly, "Let's go, take me to change my clothes."

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Qu Ye's eyes were full of anger. A stinky boy, who despised himself so much, was a kind of ** naked humiliation for him. The figure had just rushed halfway, and Zixuan's figure stood opposite him. The ancient sword was not pulled out, and the palm of his hand was a knife at Qu Ye, which was in the void!

It's just like this gently waving. He has just entered the late yellow stage of Qu Ye, and his pupils suddenly tightened unconsciously. Suddenly, he was full of strength, which made Qu Ye start to be shocked!

"Boom--!"

With a shocking explosion, the roar of the nine heavenly dragons roared in the martial arts arena, the violent storm appeared, the superior floor collapsed inch by inch, the wood chips flew, and the shocking gully suddenly appeared.

The roaring wind, the wind is like a sharp blade, and the raging power leaks abnormally. In an swing, he swept in front of Qu Ye, and the fierce momentum made him unable to breathe every breath. A trace of wind burst into his nostrils, making him feel like a knife cut, closed his breath, when Qu Ye was ready to resist this move!

Like the wind, the yellow level has no qualification to resist in front of the mysterious level.

Such a slap in the face by the other party simply loses the face of the martial arts boxing hall.

"If no one fights... I will continue to challenge your master!" Zixuan suddenly raised his head and looked around with a flat face. His voice was not loud, and everyone listened to it. Silent, no one dares to answer any of Zixuan's words.

Many backbone characters alternated with blue and red faces, but their strength is not enough!

"The milk is not dry, and it is extremely arrogant. I want to see what strength you have!!" A roar came out, and the figure suddenly jumped up from the observation seat with fierce anger.

Not only that, in an insight, nearly a hundred figures jumped down from the observation seat and roared angrily and turned into arrows. Nearly a hundred people besieged Zixuan. But it made Zixuan's originally calm eyes flash a smile.

"Ha ha... Since you don't show up, don't blame me if your disciples die by themselves!"

"Doesn't appear? I'll force you to appear!!" A sharp light suddenly flashed in Zixuan's eyes.

Hundreds of figures roared and roared: "arrogance, seek death!!" The buzz passed, and the roar was also heard outside the martial boxing hall, just like a clear sky and thunder. The people outside did not know the truth, and their faces were full of curiosity. Their eyes fell into the boxing hall, and they wanted to see what the scene was inside!

"Master... I live up to your expectations... Sword tips! I have already practiced to the second floor!!"

Zixuan smiled and said this gently.

He suddenly put the ancient sword in his hand, and his big hand suddenly grabbed the hilt of the sword!

"Suff--!"

A gorgeous white light suddenly flashed, and the cold front flashed when a tall sword was pulled out. The sword pattern is gorgeous. The moment he pulled out the long sword, Zixuan raised the corners of his mouth and whispered, "This sword is called 'Dragon Wrath', which has been passed down for thousands of years, stained with as many as a thousand pieces of blood, and the sword of the Warring States Generals... Hehe!"

The moment the sword was pulled out, the sound of sneering and rubbing sounded.

"Wow--!"

The dragon is angry and comes out of its sheath, and thousands of troops are corpses!

"Roar--!"

At this time, everyone's mind flashed an angry dragon roar, with a fierce strong wind, a tornado turned into a green dragon virtual shape, constantly roaring, and the hearts of the people who listened to the whimpering wind swayed. Hundreds of people rushed in, short of breath, paused, and looked at the empty shape of the green dragon in horror from the bottom of their hearts!

"This is, this is, this is! Qinglong!"

"He drew his sword, drew his sword!"

"Remit!"

"All mentors are defeated by the power of the other party, retreat!"

The moment the ancient sword came out of the sheath, Zixuan put the ancient sword into the scabbard, wrapped his back again, and ignored hundreds of people.

"This long sword was originally the hand of a famous general. There was an ancient sword that was pulled out and killed thousands of troops. Tens of thousands of people were silent and worshipped as king. Ha ha, I don't believe that you will really watch your disciples and be killed by me!"

The corners of Zixuan's mouth were raised, and the eyes of these hundreds of people were full of contempt and disdain, just like his master!

Sure enough, the green dragon sword waved from the ancient sword for a moment.

On the second floor, a middle-aged man in gray slowly walked to the railing, his eyes flashed, and finally said coldly: "Last time I thought that you were the son of the Li family, I only walked around you once. Today, it infringes on the prestige of our martial arts school again. It seems that there is no need to stay!" After saying that, he tapped his toes on the ground and jumped up from the second floor.

"Kid, if you practice for a year, I'm afraid I'm really not your opponent. But... today, you can stay here. If you waste your bones, I will personally throw you back to the Li family and let him be disciplined!"