Volume 1: Lingxi seeks the Tao

Chapter 011: Anlu Competition (2)

The white jade tree smiled "haha" and said to Xia Gongman: "Lord Xiabao, don't let me introduce you, Yu Xianchang is now my Bai Mansion worship." ”

Bai Jintang next to him also had a playful face, his eyes swept over Yao Ze and Miss Xia, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xia Gongman's face was blue at first, and then he hugged his fists helplessly, "I've seen Yu Xianchang." ”

That Yu Xianchang was still tasting the tea with the same face, as if he didn't know all this, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Since someone led everyone in Xiajiabao to sit aside, Xia Gongman's face was dejected, and this time it seemed that the competition was undoubtedly defeated. Miss Xia explained softly to Yao Ze that Immortal Yu had always been the worship of Xia Jiabao.

Yao Ze sipped his tea lightly and did not speak.

That Yu Xianchang was obviously poached by the White Mansion, and Xia Gongman thought he was missing. However, there is nothing that Xia Gongman can do, and there is no binding force on the offering, and he has to worry that Yu Immortal Chang will be angry and angry with Xiajiabao, after all, it is an immortal.

The people of Baifu were complacent, as if they were holding the victory. Bai Yushu raised his voice to Xia Gongman and said, "Lord Xiabao, last time I proposed marriage for Xiao'er, and the castle lord will think about it again. If you and I form a family, it will be very beneficial to both you and me. ”

When Bai Jintang heard this, his eyes lit up, staring at Miss Xia.

Xia Gongman clenched his fists and did not speak. Miss Xia's face was even redder, her eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire, and her chest rose and fell.

The father and son of the Bai family didn't care either, and Gu Zitan laughed.

It didn't take long for someone to report, "The guests of the Lingfeng Martial Arts Hall have arrived, and the guests of Lujiazhuang have arrived." ”

After a while, a group of people came in, and Miss Xia introduced to Yao Ze softly, wearing a soap-colored samurai uniform, the whole person looked thick and powerful, and it was the Huang Pavilion Master of the Lingfeng Martial Arts Pavilion. In addition, the old man in a purple robe, with a red face and white beard is the owner of Lujiazhuang.

Everyone hugged each other's fists, and it was lively again, and Xia Gongman also beat his spirit and got up to socialize.

Yao Ze's divine sense swept away, and the two monks invited by the Spirit Wind Martial Arts Pavilion were between Xiu Wei and the Worry-free Dao Chief, but the two monks invited by Nalu Jiazhuang were slightly inferior. He didn't care much about these monks, but took a few more glances at one of the black-clothed monks in Nalu Jiazhuang, although the middle-aged man's cultivation was not too high, but the feeling he gave him was stronger than that of the Yu Immortal, and he couldn't tell what the specific strange method was.

The middle-aged man seemed to notice Yao Ze's gaze and grinned at him. Yao Ze's face remained unchanged, and he nodded, becoming more vigilant in his heart.

After a while, someone found out about the matter of Yu Immortal, and everyone looked strange, but no one pointed a finger, after all, it was disrespectful to an immortal, and that was an act of looking for death.

Not long after everyone sat down, someone shouted, "The city lord has arrived!"

Everyone stood up, including the monks, with respectful faces, when a white-haired old man, supported by a young maid, staggered to a chair in the middle of the hall and sat down. Yao Ze saw that although the old man was old, his divine sense swept down, and he was shocked in his heart, this person's cultivation was much higher than that Yu Immortal, even he was far behind, no wonder everyone didn't dare to make a mistake.

Obviously, the city lord knew that the avenue was hopeless, so he came to the mortal world to enjoy it. It's just that the monk Shouyuan in the Qi refining period is no different from mortals, and he can live for more than a hundred years at most, while the foundation building period has a lifespan of nearly three hundred years, and if the Jindan is successful, it will have at least five or six hundred years of longevity, and in the eyes of mortals, it is the same as that of immortals.

The city lord obviously didn't bother to say anything to these mortals, and with a wave of his right hand, a light mask appeared in the middle of the hall, and it was obvious that inside the light mask was the place of the competition, and then the city lord sat on the chair and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The young maid stood aside and said to everyone, "The competition begins." ”

I saw that the Yellow Pavilion Master of the Spirit Wind Martial Pavilion, said with a smile: "I, the Spirit Wind Martial Pavilion, abstained. ”

None of the people have a different color, the last time ten years ago, when the competition was held, everyone was impressed by the power of the Yu Immortal, as long as the Yu Immortal was there, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only bow his head and admit defeat, of course, the main reason was that no monk would work hard for mortals.

The white jade tree of the Baifu showed smugness, and said to the owner of Lujiazhuang, "What did the owner of the Lu village say?"

Before the owner of Nalu Zhuang could speak, the middle-aged man beside him smiled, walked into the light mask and stood still, looking back at Bai Yushu, obviously the price paid by the owner of Nalu was enough to make the middle-aged man fight.

Bai Yushu turned around and said something to the two monks respectfully, and then the black-faced monk who was worshipped in the White Mansion stood up, didn't talk nonsense, and walked directly into the light mask.

Everyone became nervous all of a sudden, after all, this was an immortal fight, and everyone opened their eyes wide, for fear of missing something.

When the middle-aged man saw the black-faced monk, his face was mysterious, and a large black mist appeared around him. The worry-free Daoist exclaimed, "Demon Cultivator!"

The black-faced monk had a solemn expression, although his cultivation was one level higher, but he was really not sure about the demon cultivation.

The middle-aged man laughed wildly, and the black fog soon shrouded the entire light curtain, and everyone's eyes were dark, and they couldn't see anything. I only heard a few "bangs", then screams, and finally "bang" laughter.

After a long time, the black fog dissipated, and everyone looked at it, the middle-aged man was full of blood, and he was laughing wildly, and then saw the black-faced monk lying on the ground, shrunk into a ball, the flesh and blood on his neck were blurred, and his whole body was shriveled, obviously a body of essence blood was sucked away.

Everyone was frightened by this bloody scene, and there was silence for a while, only the wild laughter of the middle-aged man.

Although Yao Ze's vision was blocked by the black mist, his divine sense could see it clearly. As soon as the two began to fight, the black-faced monk released a flying sword and took the middle-aged man's head, but before he could make the next move, he was sprayed out by the middle-aged man's mouthful of dirty blood, and the flying sword lost its luster and fell to the ground in a swaying manner.

The black-faced monk was taken aback, and after a moment's hesitation, the middle-aged man grabbed his neck and bit it down.

Poor that black-faced monk is also a casual cultivator, there are few magic weapons, and there is little fighting experience, and one was accidentally sucked by the middle-aged man and sucked the essence blood of his whole body.

After a long while, the city lord who had been closing his eyes and recuperating "hummed", and everyone came back to their senses. The young maid shouted in a trembling voice: "Lu family Zhuang wins!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the Yu Immortal Chang, returned to the side of the owner of Lu Zhuang, sat cross-legged and breathed, and someone dragged the corpse away.

The faces of the people in the White Mansion were ugly, Bai Yushu turned around and said something respectfully to the Yu Immortal Chief, who stood up expressionlessly, walked into the light mask, and said three words in the direction of the people in Xiajiabao: "Xiajiabao ......"

Xia Gongman looked at the carefree Taoist who was pale, and asked in a low voice, "Immortal Chief......"

The original sanctimonious appearance of the carefree Taoist was long gone, and the dust in his right hand was trembling slightly. He turned out to be worshiped in Xiajiabao with the Yu Immortal Chief, so he naturally knew the gap between the two.

Xia Gongman sighed secretly and was ready to abstain.

Yao Ze stood up and nodded to Xia Gongman.

Xia Gong's face was full of surprise, "Young Master Yao, are you sure?"

Miss Na Xia grabbed Yao Ze's shirt tightly, her face turned pale, "Brother Yao, it's okay for us to give up." ”

Yao Ze smiled and signaled that it was okay, carried the sledgehammer, and walked into the mask. When everyone saw Yao Ze coming out, they all thought that they had seen this kid wrong, but they didn't expect that he was still a master, and then when they saw that Yao Ze's weapon was a sledgehammer, they couldn't help but feel contempt, "This thing won't think it's a martial arts competition in the mortal world." ”

That Yu Xian Chang's eyelids raised, and he glanced at Yao Ze, a fourth-level minor cultivation in the Qi refining period, he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead, "Boy, let you smash me three times first." ”

Yao Ze was stunned for a moment, "Do you really want me to smash it first?"

That Yu Xian Chang clasped his arms with both hands and drooped his eyelids, "Boy, I'll make a move later, you won't have a chance at all." ”

Yao Ze carried the sledgehammer on his shoulder, his face was strange, "Uh, okay, take the hammer!" The last word "hammer" pierced the sea of knowledge of the Yu Immortal like a needle, and at the same time, the sledgehammer in his hand was rounded and smashed directly into the head of the Yu Immortal.

That Yu Xianchang's face was sneering, and he just wanted to use his mana, but he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then he was stunned, and the sledgehammer smashed on his head, only to hear a "poof" sound, and his head was like a watermelon, shattered.

Everyone was stunned, no one expected this ending. Miss Xia didn't dare to look down all the time, and after a while, she thought it hadn't started, and when she looked up, Yao Ze's sledgehammer was still on her shoulder, but Yu Xianchang was lying on the ground, her head was gone, and she couldn't help but "coo" and vomit.

Yao Ze shrugged, "It's not bad for me, who asked you to let me fight first." ”

The city lord who had been closing his eyes and recuperating also opened his eyes, and with his divine sense, he didn't see how Yao Ze won, he only knew that Yu Immortal Chang didn't move, so he stood there and asked Yao Ze to open the scoop, could it be that Yu Immortal Chang himself was bent on death? The city lord shook his head secretly.

The City Lord's cultivation in the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period was not seen, let alone others. Everyone looked at each other, and the father and son of Baifu were even more like a dream, isn't it, Bai Yushu bit his tongue and shook his head, "This, this ......"

Xia Gongman's heart was more like a roller coaster, he almost gave up in despair just now, and now suddenly this ending, he didn't know why Yu Xianchang stood still and let Yao Ze smash it, could it be guilt? Xia Gongman shook his head and shook off this unrealistic idea.

The middle-aged man of Nalujiazhuang also looked at Yao Ze fixedly, he didn't know what means Yao Ze used to win, it was definitely not a hammer like he saw, he couldn't see through this person.

Yao Ze saw that everyone didn't speak, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Isn't it true that if you don't fight back, won't you win?" He looked at the city lord, the city lord nodded slightly, and the young maid next to him said coquettishly: "Xia Jiabao wins." ”

Yao Ze returned to the middle of the people in Xiajiabao, and the young lady of the Xia family grabbed Yao Ze's shirt, and her fingers turned white.

The two of them came up again and carried the Yu Immortal Elder away, Xia Gong was full of spring breeze, smiled and hugged his fists and said to Master Lu: "Master Lu, do you still need to compete?"