Chapter 11 Passing by

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When he saw Qingmei's appearance, he was shocked and shouted at Wuxiang:

"No phase, quick battle, don't waste time!"

Without saying a word, he shouted loudly. Unexpectedly, his thin body could make such a huge roar: "ding xing!"

The rice jar-shaped defense weapon suddenly became bigger and suddenly flew over Qingmei. The whole cover was put down, covering Qingmei and his magic weapon in it.

"Zen heart!"

The ruler suddenly flew into the sky, bursting out of brilliant yellow light, turned into a pillar, and smashed down fiercely from the sky to the position where Qingmei was located.

At this time, even if there was a phaseless magic weapon blocking, the monks outside the field still heard Qingmei's shout:

"I sacrificed the spiritual sword with my blood,

The blood-stained sword appears in the sky.

A bloody light suddenly broke out from the position of Qingmei, spreading around, and the monk with lower cultivation standing next to him hurriedly retreated.

Seeing this, he looked at Zhang Yang with a slight smile, and then said in a low voice, "I didn't expect that the famous Zhang Yang would be willing to use his woman to use the blood sword. I admire him!"

And Zhang Yang didn't seem to care at all and nodded, "Compared with sexlessness, this is nothing for me. And just a few days ago, I got a few blood elixirs. This little blood loss of Qingmei's sperm and blood loss can still be made up for, so I won't bother you.

While being incompetence and bickering, the form of the field has changed greatly.

"Bum--"

The red light from Qingmei's body became stronger and stronger, and finally flew away the phaseless rice bowl-like magic weapon. At this time, everyone looked at Qingmei in the field and couldn't help taking a cold breath.

A wisp of bloody hair was scattered on his face, and the windless automatically floated freely, and a blood stain appeared on Qingmei's delicate face on the center of his eyebrows, making his cold and delicate beauty more evil.

What's more horrible is that the original turquoise flying sword has completely turned blood, spinning quickly beside Qingmei, and making a low sound of "woo-woo" from time to time. I don't know whether it is the sound of the wind or the sound of the blood sword, which adds a little strangeness to the field.

At this time, the huge column turned into a phaseless ruler just fell from the air. Qingmei smiled evilly at the corners of her mouth and waved her right hand at will. The blood sword had turned into a huge blood light and brazenly faced the giant pillar.

Seeing this scene, the three people, including Sex, Jingfeng and Zhang Yang, hurriedly shouted behind them: "Hurry up to defend your cultivation below the fifth floor!"

Before the words fell, with a "bang", there was a violent collision in the field, but the giant column was deadlocked with the blood light for a moment and completely collapsed, and the blood light rotated and shot towards the phaseless.

Wuxiang, who had been calm, finally lost his sight of the power of the blood sword. He hurriedly took out a few defensive charms from his wide sleeves and resisted in front of him.

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

"Boom-"

But for a moment, a dirt wall, a golden light and a vine arranged in front of Wuxiang were completely defeated by the blood sword. Seeing Wuxiang, he was about to die under the blood sword, and Wuxiang's face was also full of despair.

The front line of life and death, Wuxiang has closed his eyes and waited to die.

"Ding-"

A fiery red bead appeared in front of Wuxiang and turned into a light curtain, blocking the blood sword of Qingmei.

"Sexless, what do you mean?" Seeing the round bead, Qingmei immediately recognized that it was a top magic weapon "fine yuan bead", which is not only super defensive, but also said to assist people's cultivation. Although it is only a top magic weapon, from this point of view, its value is comparable to that of a spiritual weapon.

Asexuality was calm about the "blood sword" that stopped Qingmei. He turned to look at Zhang Yang and said warmly, "We lost this second game. There is no need to do it, right?"

Once he hears that he admits defeat, Zhang Yang doesn't want to care about anything. After all, although his personality is arrogant, he is not a fool and wants to offend people to death. Therefore, he nodded to Qingmei and asked him to take back the "blood sword".

Seeing Zhang Yang's sign, Qingmei took back the flying sword and slowly left the field of the fight.

"Wow--"

As soon as Qingmei came to Zhang Yang's side, she spit out a big mouthful of blood. The "blood spirit sword" suddenly turned into the original turquoise, but it didn't look as green as before, but a little dark. The blood stain on his face also disappeared, revealing the charming face, and the pale face looked at Zhang Yang with a deliberate smile.

Zhang Yang seemed to have no reaction. He took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag, took out one from it, and threw it to Qingmei.

"Go back and meditated for a while, and it's almost done."

Qingmei's face stagnated, but she still silently walked to the back and began to meditated after taking the elixir.

Fatty Wang, standing behind Zhang Yang, looked at all this quietly, and his eyes couldn't help flashing.

On the other side, Wuxiang walked to the side of Wuxiang and wanted to talk, but Wucheng casually slapped Wuxiang's face and scolded, "Waste, let you not show off your ability and fight quickly. What are you doing on the court?" His ferocious face looked like he was going to kill, his eyes were round, and he took another foot on his faceless chest.

"Pa--

Wu Xianghao, who was kicked away, did not get up for a long time, but the "Ding Zen" people standing behind the sexless were as cicadas, and they didn't even dare to look at Wuxiang, let alone someone to help him up.

Looking at the appearance of "Ding Zen Buddhism", Jing Feng couldn't stand it and shouted at the sexlessness, "Sexlessness, you have to show your prestige to send it to the deacon disciples of the sect. Don't affect everyone's comparison. When will we decide the ownership of red blood grass?"

"Go back, rubbish." Only then did the asexuality summon two disciples to pull up the phaseless and put them behind.

Seeing that this side is good, Jing Feng continued to say, so it's the turn of the spiritual sword faction and us to control the beast gate in the third game. Liu Qingfeng, you must win this time, you know?"

A teenager came out from behind the silver giant wolf, with slender and completely long red hair, holding a red finger-wide thin sword without a scabbard in his right hand. The female disciples of other sects still screamed, but as Liu Qingfeng turned around, these excited screams instantly turned into fear. Scream, it's strange that a woman's scream can interpret so many emotions.

Although Liu Qingfeng was very handsome, a huge scar from the corners of his eyebrows to his chin completely destroyed the beauty, but when he heard the screams of those female monks in fear, he just smiled indifferently, bowed his hand to Jingfeng and promised, "Yes, my brother will live up to it. Life."

The spiritual sword faction came out of a man in his thirties, carrying a black sword more than a foot wide on his shoulder, so he walked into the field carelessly.

"Liu boy, I think you'd better admit defeat. We have fought so many times. Which time have you defeated me?" Seeing Liu Qingfeng enter the field, the big man immediately said.

It seems that the two not only have old acquaintances, but also have a lot of old feuds.

Hearing the shouting of the big man, Liu Qingfeng said slowly, "Lu Xiaoying, you are so tall, but your name is Xiaoying. I'm really ashamed of you. I don't know if this name was given by your father, and you still have the face to be arrogant here."

In a sentence, the big man's face turned red. It turned out that although the big man was very powerful, he was very arrogant and could only bully people weaker than him. In the past, he had several conflicts with Liu Qingfeng in the dark night forest. Although he won every time, he would be slipped away by Liu Qingfeng, so he wanted to come up first. After suppressing Liu Qingfeng's momentum, he did not expect to be questioned by Liu Qingfeng to bring him into an impasse.

His name was really guessed by Liu Qingfeng. It was really not his father, because his father died when he was a child, and his mother also hooked up with a man and gave birth to a girl named Xiaoying, but unfortunately died and failed to have children in the future, so he had no name. No one wanted the child to be picked up again, named Xiaoying, and as his master's town brought it under the door, the spreading of the accompanying brothers completely became a stain that he could not erase.

So when Lu Xiaoying heard that Liu Qingfeng exposed his scar, he was furious.

"Sid, where can I go today? I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

He raised his huge sword with both hands, and there was a strong chill on his body. He split it at Liu Qingfeng. However, Liu Qingfeng knew that calling his name would definitely anger him, and how could he be unprepared.

Liu Qingfeng immediately took out a spiritual charm from the storage bag, and his spiritual force urged, "bang--" unexpectedly burned a circle of red flames all over his body, blocking the cold air emitted by Lu Xiaoying.

Why are you so careful about Liu Qingfeng? It turns out that Lu Xiaoying was born to mutate the water body, and the sword formula of practice is called the "cold water formula", which is a very powerful method. This method pays attention to not freezing water attributes, so it seems that Lu Xiaoying urges the water mist formed by ordinary spiritual power, but the temperature of this water mist is extremely low. If the monk is not careful, he will be frozen by the water mist, which will at least affect the monk's mobility. Liu Qingfeng has suffered a loss once before. If he hadn't had one I'm afraid there is no flying charm that can be used many times.

Lu Xiaoying saw that Liu Qingfeng blocked her chill and did not retreat to the burning circle of fire. She shouted, "Look at my secret of locking the sky and the earth!" Unexpectedly, the whole sword was inserted into the earth, and the ground where he was located was formed with a layer of ice. I don't know if it was because he took action with anger, which made his cold power rise again. After crossing the ground where Liu Qingfeng was, the cold air continued to extend in the direction of the red-blooded grass.

"Be careful!"

" Stop it!"

"Bastard!"

Zhang Yang, Jingfeng and asexual sounded almost at the same time, but the cold air extended extremely fast, and in an instant it reached the vicinity of the red blood grass. Even the fastest moving scenery, the silver wolf under his seat was four or five feet away from the cold air.

However, the change suddenly happened at this time.

At the moment when the red-blooded grass was about to be frozen and destroyed by the cold air, a red sword suddenly stretched out from behind the huge camphor tree where the red-blooded grass was stored and stopped it in front of the red-blooded grass.

After a few "sneer", the powerful cold melted and invisible, and a thick white fog rose from the spot, and then a handsome teenager in a light blue shirt came out of the white fog.

The teenager stood quietly next to the red-blooded grass with a spring-like smile, put the tip of his sword on top of the red-blooded grass, and then nodded to the three people several feet away and said, "Good morning, everyone. Go on. I'm the soy sauce."

Seeing the black line on everyone's faces, the young man hurriedly said:

"Well, passing by, passing by."