Chapter 11; Han Bai VS Sima Qingqiu!

"Good to come!"

With Sima Qingqiu's vision, he could see at a glance that Han Bai was using a very magical ancient martial arts leg method. He couldn't help praising him. His fighting spirit surged up, his legs were slightly opened, his arms were falsely, and he made a semicircular arc, which was his most proud palm.

Thirty-six days turned into a palm of water, without any water elements, and Sima Qingqiu did not use the field. He wanted to surpass the ancient martial arts leg method used by Han Bai alone by virtue of its subtlety.

It can be seen that Han Bai's magic leg is slightly immature. Obviously, it has just been cultivated. Sima's hatred has been split out one after another, and the shadow of the legs has burst and scattered.

"The wind and demon appear, motionless like a mountain, aggression like fire!"

With a roar, he was not angry that Han Bai was defeated by Sima Zhengqiu. Dantian continued to attract thunder, which made him full of confidence.

Kicking out, thousands of winds flashed into the hall out of thin air, roaring and killing Sima. The wind and clouds surged. Han Bai fell to the ground, leaned over and swept his legs, stirring up dust on the ground one after another, causing thunder to penetrate the body, turning the dust into an amazing explosive "thunder bomb" and shot away. Combined with the wind cyclone, it formed a dragon and tiger. The momentum is magnificent.

This is the unique science of Fengmen, the 72 outline of hidden weapons! Han Bai only studied it roughly, which told dozens of hidden weapon techniques, as well as the imperial method, which is very wonderful. However, Han Bai knows that greed can't chew well. For this kind of yin people's unique measurement decision, he will wait until he has time to study hard in the future. Unexpectedly, once it is used, the power of the thunder bombs is no different from the wind magic legs. I saw Sima's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, ten fingers shooting, and the hatred of water fingers were as sad, endless, and the thunderbolt was scattered.

"Surprising waves!"

The thirty-six-week palm of the water palm turned into a wave attack, which scattered the wind from the wind demon leg one by one, and the corners of his mouth rose high. Sima Qingqiu's heart rose with infinite pride. The ancient martial arts, in front of his self-created water palm, was nothing more than that!

"What else, just use it."

Sima Qingxi's hands stood on his back, and his clothes were windless. A breeze brushed him, bringing up his long hair, his eyes were glaring, and the water magic was at a glance.

" boss, you can't beat him like this. Although you have several ancient martial arts skills, there is no one that can compare with his water palm that he has been immersed in for decades. If we want to play a little momentum in this battle, we can only be clever!" Cockroach Xiaoming used his spiritual power to communicate with Han Bai. Han Bai, who knelt on one knee and gasped, roared and scolded. The strength of the figure who reached the realm of Sima Qingqiu is a symbol. He lowered ten times with one force. In front of absolute power, cleverness is just a death-seeking behavior.

"Big boss, do we have to be bound by a box with one punch? Think about how you faced the people who bullied you when you didn't have the talent to awaken? How did you and Xiaohui fight back against your enemies?

"I understand!"

Cockroach Xiaoming's words made Han Bai Mao burst open. He took the weakest and fought with Sima's hatred, which was itself a thankless thing. Now it's better to fight back with the water than to the sword. Thinking of this, an evil smile appeared on the corners of Han Bai's mouth.

Sima Qingqiu took Han Bai's facial expression at a glance. He was full of praise for the transformation of Han Bai's momentum. He could calmly analyze and improve himself when he was against the trend. The young man under the age of 20 in front of him made him feel that he was a tempered sword.

His legs were heavily on the ground, and Han Bai's body was like a resplendent horse rushing to Sima's hatred. First of all, he was perfect enough to pick up his legs and took him straight**.

Slightly frown, this strange and vicious trick, Sima Qingqiu saw it for the first time.

stretched out his palm and turned his water palm into 36 weeks of Sima's hatred, turning into a barrier to block Han Bai's negative blow.

Suddenly paused and squatted. Han Bai inserted his single paw into the ground, grabbed a handful of dust, and sprinkled it on Sima's eyes.

"Xiao Ming, brick!"

Taking advantage of Sima Qingqiu's astonishment, Han Bai roared, and a black "brick" made of cockroache Xiaoming flashed on his palm. He was fierce and domineering, and patted Sima Qingqiu's head.

"Ah~"

Fang Wanqing's three daughters screamed in the hall, Zhang Ziyang's stunned expression, and the incredible eyes of the west wind enemy.

The brick transformed by the cockroach Xiaoming, since bypassed the barrier condensed by the water palm, smashed Sima's hatred!

"This is a water illusion!"

Han Bai was not happy when he hit, but had a strong sense of danger in his heart.

One slap broke the void and hit Han Bai hard on the back.

I only felt that all my internal organs were burned, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, flew far away, and fell to the ground. Han Bai's whole body kept twitching.

"Xiaobai~"

Now that Han Bai's demon corpse has returned to Dantian and recovered its cost appearance. Fang Wanqing shouted and quickly trot over.

"How.. Why Han Bai, Sima Qingqiu, asshole, you even beat your own people.

Zhang Ziyang roared, and the corpse spots circulated strangely. With a punch, he hit Sima Qingqiu, who appeared not far away.

With a cold hum, Sima's hatred face was terrible. With a swing of his big sleeves, the water element turned into a mountain and sea, directly patting Zhang Ziyang far away.

His eyes stared at the enemy of the west wind, like falling into the ice cellar. Although he saw Han Bai dying at this time, it seemed that he was not dead yet. The west wind enemy gave up his intention to give him a knife and knelt down tremblingly in front of Sima's hatred.

"Evil beast!"

He spit out two words coldly, and Sima's hatred flashed to the enemy of the west wind, and his eyes burst into infinite murder.

"Teacher.. Master, I, the apprentice knows that it is wrong. Please read that the apprentice is already mutilated and spare the apprentice's life.

The enemy of the west wind reacted, like a chicken eating rice, desperately kowtowed to Sima Qingqiu and begged for mercy. Tears mixed with dust stained his face, looking particularly embarrassed and pitiful. Sima Qingqiu's hanging palm has never been patted. It is not that he is afraid of the identity of the enemy of the west wind, but that the latter is indeed undeniable that he is his closed disciple.

"Death can be avoided, and life can't escape. Our company has a lifetime but has a clear conscience. Today, if you dare to deceive me with that matter, I will abolish your knowledge of the sea. You have any objection." Sima Qingqiu said with a gloomy face. If he gives the opportunity to the west wind enemy, it depends on how he grasps it. There is no objection. The disciple is obsessed with it and makes a big mistake. He is willing to be punished by his master. The enemy of the west wind described it as sad and said in a choked voice. He knew Sima's hatred, and now he is willing to spare himself to die, which is a rare thing in his life.

bang~

With a palm patted on the cover of the west wind enemy's heavenly spirit, he saw his body shaking a few times, and the power waves emanating all over his body were turbulent. Sima Qingqiu turned around and strode to the general's coffin on the altar. For a long time, when Shen Bingyan trotted over to inspect, the west wind enemy at this time was not as energetic as before, nor did he look down at the heir of the water demon. There were only a pair of silent and empty eyes, staring at the front.

Lying in Fang Wanqing's fragrant arms, Han Bai's white light decomposed from his body, transforming into a cockroach Xiaoming's appearance, and moving his head to the towering chest. The corners of Han Bai's mouth rose slightly because of the soft touch.

"Xiao, Xiaobai, there are so many people."

"Damn it, beast, I was slapped in vain."

"Beast!"

The three voices came from Fang Wanqing with a shy face, Zhang Ziyang with an indignant face, and Kathleen with a frosty face.

He struggled from Fang Wanqing's arms and took over the black-framed glasses handed over by the cockroach Xiaoming. Han Bai stretched out his right palm, which was still as white and slender.

This hand was fighting just now and touched the skirt of Sima Qingqiu.

Sima Qingqiu, a water demon who has been rampant for decades, finally capped in the sewer just now. He not only tried his best to avoid it, but also was touched by Han Bai's fingers, which was the reason why Sima Qingqiu was furious.

He gathered the scattered thunder power in Dantian, and used the continuous vitality provided by the cockroach Xiaoming to recover his body injury. He stood up. Han Bai saw Sima Qingqiu stationed in front of the general's coffin and staring for a long time. Finally, he walked to the fifth floor. His heart suddenly turned out that the water demon met Qiang at some point. Strong opponents will also be cowardly.

As if his heart was felt, Sima Qingqiu suddenly turned his head and saw Han Bai's aggrieved look. A smile miraculously appeared at the corners of his mouth and spit out two words, "Not bad!" Turn to stride forward. If he knew what Han Bai's suppressed smile meant, he would not be as pleasant as he is now.

...

When the west wind enemy, with the help of Shen Bingyan, lonelyly followed the footsteps of others, almost ten minutes later, the previous three figures appeared again.

"Three elders, as you can see, is that boy really a remnant of Fengmen?" The young man bowed to the old man and asked. Humph, although I have been closed for decades, a pair of old eyes have not fainted yet. How can I look wrong? There must be no doubt about the wind demon leg!" The old man asked the three elders to look old and said, and the young man hurriedly respectfully. At this time, the woman with a veil on his face next to him said in an ethereal voice, "The boy seems to have something to do with Sima's hatred. If he intervenes in this matter, this trip is really tricky. Why don't we use it? Through the clouds and arrows, summon some masters in the door to help.

"Sister Qing, what is Sima's hatred? There are three elders pressing the array. He is a water demon. Will we Yunzong be afraid of him?" The young man straightened his chest and said loudly, and the words Yunzong in his eyes were full of infinite colors. The three elders were also very comfortable with a flattery and nodded secretly. Only the veiled woman frowned gently and stopped talking.

"Well, Chaoer, Qing'er, this Sima Aiyu is a strong man who stepped into the holy land. He still has two brushes. Even the suzerain is not easy to provoke him. Don't provoke him later. As for the Yunmen boy, please pay more attention to Chaoer and don't let him run away. As for Qinger, just hide in the dark and act. Your master has repeatedly told me to take good care of you. The three elders were still sensible people. They were not dizzy by the young man's few flattery and seriously told them. Perhaps the arrogance of Sima's hatred may be unknown to Han Bai's generation, but the previous generation has experienced the power of water demon anger and the turbulent on the ground!

"Don't worry, three elders, I will never hurt Qingmei at all." The young man said solemnly, looking at the veiled woman, full of deep affection.

"Well, the three elders and Wang Longchao, let's keep up, otherwise it will be difficult for Sima Qingqiu to discover the secret of the zombie cave." The veiled woman dodged the young man's hot eyes and urged softly.

nodded, and the three long aging turned into a dark shadow to run towards the fifth floor.