"Qin Xiu, the spear god in white, is just a retainer of the Murong clan. This competition only represents me. Unfortunately, I only have a first-class level. Do you dare to lower your level and have a fair fight with me?"
Feng BoE's words are watertight.
First of all, he showed that he was just a retainer. Even if he lost to Qin Xiu, it would be because of his own incompetence, not that of the Murong family.
Secondly, he wanted Qin Xiu to lower his cultivation level. In this way, Qin Xiu's advantage in the realm would be gone, and he would have a lot to do.
"You want me to lower my cultivation level?"
"If I say I don't agree, you must say I'm afraid of you. But if I agree to you, then I've fallen into a trap."
"So whether I agree or not, the situation is both good for you and bad for me. What a good calculation."
Qin Xiu broke through the trap with one word.
Feng BoE was shocked when he heard this, thinking that Qin Xiu, the spear god in white, was really deep-minded and cunning. He had seen through all the young master's plans. He was indeed a formidable opponent.
But the next moment.
"Stop talking nonsense, fight first and then talk!"
Feng BoEi is a martial arts idiot. He had been impatient for a long time. He slashed at Qin Xiu with his sword. The sword was steady and implied a back attack. His sword skills were very experienced.
call out!
Qin Xiu put his hands on his back and floated backwards, like the wind returning to the snow, he was free and easy, and his body movements were elegant.
boom! !
The long knife fell into the air and chopping on the ground, making a loud noise.
Qin Xiu floated ten steps away and put one hand behind his back, leaving only one hand exposed.
"Qin Xiu, the spear god in white, you and I are both first-rate now, so be careful!"
Sensing that Qin Xiu was lowering his cultivation level, Feng Bo evil reminded him and slashed three times in a row. His sword skills were wide open and powerful, and he was fierce. He slashed at Qin Xiu's way up the mountain. The sword shadows were flying, and he was both offensive and defensive. This was the home. The legendary magic-breaking sword technique.
"There are too many flaws in your sword skills."
Qin Xiu shook his head repeatedly, turned slightly to avoid the light of the sword, then raised his right hand and slapped Feng BoE on the chest, sending the long sword flying into the sky.
Bang! !
Feng Bo spat out blood and fell to the ground, his face turned pale.
Uh-huh! !
The long knife that was knocked away landed and stuck on the ground between his legs, almost cutting off his lifeblood and making him sweat profusely.
"Your Excellency is highly skilled in martial arts, and I am convinced of it!"
After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Feng BoEi got up, bowed to Qin Xiu, and pulled out the long knife stuck in the ground. He was willing to admit defeat and did not deny or act arrogantly. He was a man.
Wang Yuyan hurriedly came over to greet:
"Brother Feng Xi, how are you? Are you seriously injured?"
Feng BoE shook his head, sighed, and stood behind Murong Fu, losing all face and remaining silent.
Murong Fu's face turned pale.
Wang Yu Yanlian moved lightly, smiled and said to Qin Xiu:
"Mr. Qin, thank you for your mercy just now. If not, my brother Feng Xi would not just vomit blood, but might even end up dying. Thank you."
"I have no enmity with him, and today is the real person's birthday, so I won't kill him."
Qin Xiu is not a murderer, he will not kill everyone. For example, this Feng Bo evil person can be taught a lesson, there is no need to kill him.
Murong Fu frowned and shouted:
"Cousin! Aren't you embarrassed enough? Come back!"
"Oh, cousin."
Wang Yuyan lowered her head and quickly stood next to Murong Fu.
"Ding! Defeat Fengbo Evil and obtain 【Demon-Breaking Sword Technique】 and 【Sorrowful Breeze】!"
"Ding! Reputation +200!"
Song Yuanqiao laughed and said:
"Young Master Qin, the ceremony is about to begin. Let's enter the main hall."
When he said this, he looked at Murong Fu and others and thought to himself that this Nan Murong really had bad intentions and actually sent his retainers to attack Qin Shaoxia. Fortunately, he was repulsed. That's enough.
"okay."
Qin Xiu nodded and walked into the hall.
The heroes of the world also walked into the main hall, some of them were still whispering to each other.
"The spear god in white is really good at martial arts."
"Even if the cultivation level is suppressed to the same level, one move! Just one move! No need for a second move! Defeat Fengbo Evil of the same level."
"is not that right."
"Actually, Feng Bo Evil's sword skills are not bad, but it's a pity that he met the gun god in white."
"Mr. Murong's face turned green with anger."
"Just wait and see, he won't stop and will definitely take action again."
"The Murong Family's Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting Magic Skill can reflect other people's special skills, and use the other person's method to retaliate against the other person. The white-clothed gun god has met a strong opponent this time, and he is in for a good show."
"Let's go into the main hall."
"The longevity ceremony is about to begin."
Murong Fu's face turned pale when he heard the heroes talking in low voices.
He walked into the main hall, took a seat in the front row, and asked Wang Yuyan in a low voice:
"Cousin, you are proficient in the secret arts of hundreds of schools. What sect did Qin Xiu's martial arts just now come from?"
He wanted to use Wang Yuyan, a living dictionary of martial arts, to find out Qin Xiu's martial arts origins, so that he could know himself and his enemy, defeat Qin Xiu in one fell swoop, regain his face, and feel proud.
"Cousin, the technique he practices is extremely rare. I guess it should be the Qian and Kun Qi. It is probably the Taoist martial arts, a bit like the Xiaoyao sect, and a bit like the Dragon Tiger Mountain. It may also be the Qian and Kun of the Demon Sect. The Great Movement."
"Is it Taoism or Demon Cult?"
"Let me think about it...it's more like Taoism, well, it's Taoist martial arts!"
"okay, I get it."
"Cousin, the spear god in white has extremely high cultivation and is merciful to Brother Feng Xi. How about we... forget it?"
"Forget it? He has embarrassed me in front of others, how can we just forget about it? Others will think that I am afraid of him! It will damage the prestige of my Murong family!"
"But cousin..."
"It's nothing to worry about. I wasn't afraid of him in the first place, and now I know that he practices Taoist exercises. When the time comes, you can give me some pointers, and I will definitely make him completely defeated!"
Murong Fu's Dou Zhuan Xing Shifting Divine Art has been practiced to the second level and can counteract Taoist martial arts. Just enough to restrain Qin Xiu.
If you can defeat the gun god in white.
His status in the world is bound to rise to a higher level.
Until then.
He raised his arms and called out, and all the heroes in the world gathered to respond, and then recruited troops and horses, captured cities and territories, and the revival of Yan was just around the corner.
…………
At this moment, Zhenwu Hall.
The main hall has been decorated into a large auditorium, with hundreds of dining tables placed. The dining tables are surrounded by chairs, filled with heroes from all over the world, including Taoists, Buddhists, aristocratic families, and Ming Dynasty...
Qin Xiu, led by Song Yuanqiao, sat in the first row of seats.
And those who can sit in the first row,
They are all prominent figures in the world.
For example, Mu Taoist of Wudang Mountain, Master Kongwen of Shaolin Temple, Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, Mu Renqing, the great elder of the Huashan Sect, Dugu Yihe and Miejie Shitai of the Emei Sect, and so on.
Even Murong Fu, Nan Murong.
He could only sit in the second row and was not qualified to sit in the first row unless his father Murong Bo came in person.
Wow!
Wow!
Taoist boys came out one by one to pour wine for each table, filling a large bowl of wine for each person.
Followed by.
One by one, the Wudang servant disciples began to serve food to the heroes. Every table was filled with delicacies, as well as red birthday peaches and soft and waxy birthday buns.
Mu Taoist looked around the audience, eyed eagles and wolves, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"Well, the preparations are almost complete. The food and wine have been served. Very good, very good."
He smiled slightly and looked at Zuo Lengchan who was sitting on the seat. The latter also looked at him. The two looked at each other speechlessly, their eyes separated as soon as they touched each other, and they understood each other tacitly.
Mu Taoist ordered:
"Shenggu, go and ask Master Zhang to come out so that you can start celebrating your birthday."
"Yes, Great Elder."
Mo Shenggu nodded in agreement and went to ask the master Zhang Sanfeng.
And now on the seat.
Before Zhang Sanfeng appeared, some heroes in the world were already eating and drinking, changing cups and cups. After all, they were all reckless heroes who did not stick to trivial matters and despised etiquette.
