Chapter 291 is a door Dong Yong

The people of Xiping Mansion, as well as the warriors who came to eat melons, earned it this time.

A seven-on-eight competition is addictive to watch.

Come up, eight people from the main gate will put out a formation, eight big iron pens, and attack with Yongzi and eight methods.

Changed to a weapon saying: the point is to hit, the horizontal is to sweep, the vertical is to split, the skimming is to scratch, the slash is to cut back, and the folding is like a change.

In the face of such an attack, none of the seven swords in the cloud could follow.

Moreover, the opponent's eight-man formation is varied, no matter where the attack is made, as soon as the eight methods come out, the offensive will be cracked in an instant.

Fortunately, the Kunlun faction has a complete light gong system, from the eight steps to catch the toad, the flying goose gong, the shocking shadow, the aerial duel, and even the ladder cloud vertical, ensuring that the seven swords in the cloud can be displaced in all directions.

Looking at the situation in the field, Xiang Tianxiao frowned slightly, and whispered: "This is a sect that has such exquisite penmanship techniques, and the formation is even more incredible. ”

After all, Grandma Qingxia is an old man and well-informed, so she responded:

"Zhengyimen is the unity of Confucianism and Taoism, and it is also the only super-first-class sect in Cangzhou, which naturally has its heritage, the surname of the door is Dong, and the single name is a Yongzi. ”

Xiang Tian smiled and smashed his lips, the so-called super-first-class sect is that there is a grandmaster in the assignment.

Removed the wine gourd on his back, threw it to Shi Potian, and smiled at the sky:

"Send you a glass of wine to Senior Brother Chang. ”

Immediately, an inner disciple sent a cup to Shi Potian, uncovered the wine gourd, and poured out a cup.

Smelling the overflowing aroma of wine, Shi Potian couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his lips, and his throat made a gurgling sound.

Restraining his desire, Shi Potian pushed out the wine glass with one palm, and said loudly:

"Senior Brother Chang, take the wine!"

"Senior Brother Xie for giving wine" Chang Hao turned around and got out of the battle circle.

The 'Pink and White Hanmei Sword' in his hand was picked up, and the cup was fixed on the tip of the sword unbiasedly.

Chang Hao raised the sword body slightly, and the Xuanbing Fire Wine poured into the sword body like a trickle of silk.

But I saw that the sword body with a pink and white body turned bright red and bright in an instant, and a trace of mist leaked out of it.

The fog turned red and white, and became thicker and thicker to form a cloud, gradually enveloping the audience.

The cold plum sword of the seven swords in the clouds is Chang Hao, and the fragrant cold plum swordsmanship.

When Zhan Dong came to see this, he threw 'Megatron' up in the fog and shouted:

"Thunder!!"

Thunder flashed, and arcs of lightning interspersed through the clouds.

The thunder blade of the seven swords in the clouds came from the east, and the thunder sword technique ran to the east.

"Ahh

The Yongzi Eight Dharma disciple 'Bird Peck' jumped out of the fog, his whole body trembled, and his hands danced, as if he was electrocuted.

Among the remaining seven Yongzi people, four people rushed out of the fog, the strange stone and the jade case went straight to Chang Hao, and the iron pillar and crab claw went straight to the east.

I saw that a large shield of fine light blocked Chang Hao behind him, and two iron pens hit the shield, showing off sparks.

A spear resembled a sword, piercing out of the shield and transforming into more than a dozen spear shadows.

Dong Hao, the immovable sword of the seven swords in the clouds, attacked and killed the Qimen sword.

On the other side, in front of Zhan Donglai, two giant swords, one black and one white, took over two iron pens.

The black sword is as quiet as a curtain, and the white sword is as loud as a song.

The curtain songs are entangled, and the offense and defense are integrated.

The seven swords in the clouds, Chu Yuxiang and Shangguan Qian, are naturally Kunwu swordsmanship and plain girl swordsmanship, but Shangguan Qian is new to learning and practicing, and there are still some problems with cooperation.

Even so, it is to make the two iron pens unable to advance and retreat.

At this time, Ying Zhen's fat body moved, with a gloomy smile on his face, and said softly: "Be careful." ”

Before the words fell, the figure began to fade and completely disappeared from the clouds.

Xiang Tianxiao pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly:

"Be true, don't hurt anyone. ”

Dong Yong, the master of Zhengmen Gate, who was already frowning, couldn't sit still anymore after hearing this, and stood up, his palms spread out from afar.

A gust of wind blew and scattered the clouds and mist.

At this moment, the disciples of the Yongzi Eight Methods jumped away from the seven people, and only the tiger teeth did not move in place.

Both sides stopped, and the fog completely dissipated.

I saw that Huya had a soft sword wrapped around his body, and a knife as thin as a wing's wing was held around his neck.

Poking his head out from behind the tiger teeth, Ying Zhen smiled, put away the sword, and immediately jumped back.

At this time, Xiang Tianxiao first complained to the wicked man and shouted:

"Master Dong, the disciples are competing, you take action in person, I'm afraid it's not good. ”

Dong Yong frowned and was silent, but a middle-aged man jumped out beside him, his face was white, and he said loudly:

"You don't have people bring drinks to the venue, too. ”

Ying Zhen said directly: "My senior brother's mouth is dry, can't you?"

"The junior is rude!"

The middle-aged man roared angrily, the judge's pen in his hand lit up, and he jumped out.

Almost at the same time, beside Xiang Tianxiao, Xiao Liyue floated up, and the latter came first, intercepting the middle-aged man in the air.

The sound of a "bell".

Yin Feng Xiao and the judge's pen struck each other, and the masters of the two soldiers retreated and fell.

As soon as the middle-aged man landed, the tip of the judge's pen in his hand actually fell, but under one blow, the blade was destroyed!

"You dare to destroy my ......" The middle-aged man was about to get angry, but when he looked up, he saw a fairy-like woman, her face changed, and she arched her hand and said:

"Xu Yuxian in the next gate, I don't know what to call a fairy?"

Xiao Liyue lowered her head and pursed her lips, and said softly:

The disciple said nothing, and asked Xu Daxia not to blame. ”

Xu Yuxian hurriedly shook his hands and said in a thoughtful manner: "It's not strange, it's not strange, it's normal to be thirsty after fighting for a long time." ”

Xiang Tianxiao couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Senior sister is back." ”

Xiao Liyue was naturally obedient and a little more obedient, and flew back to Xiang Tianxiao's side in white, who also deliberately reached out to wrap his waist around.

He took off the hat from Xiao Li'er's head and put it on his sister.

Seeing this, Xu Yuxian's face changed several times, and finally he could only sigh in his heart: "Alas, why don't I have such a junior sister." ’

For a while, the two sides were speechless, and there was some coldness.

When the crowd sent by Kunlun stopped, some people shouted:

"You two factions haven't decided the winner yet, why don't you fight?"

"That's right, regardless of victory or defeat, who is the one who sent the advanced Hou Mansion?"

Immediately someone retorted:

"It should have been the Kunlun faction that won just now, right?"

"Uh...... Can't say the same either, well, it seems to be. ”

Listening to the voices of the crowd, Xiang Tianxiao immediately asked Grandma Yu Qingxia:

"What's the matter?

Grandma Qingxia was also stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I thought the head of the family knew that there was indeed an unwritten rule that each faction should enter in order, and the first to go was naturally the strongest." ”

Thinking thoughtfully, Xiang Tianxiao raised his eyes to look at the sedan chair opposite, and it happened that Dong Yong, the owner of the main gate, was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other in the air.

I listened to Dong Yong's internal force sonic vibration, and shouted:

"I have heard for a long time that in order to cultivate with the head of the family, Dong is willing to live with the head of the family for three times. ”

Three palms?

Everyone is a grandmaster, and the score is at least more than 1,000 moves, what can the three palms do?

Although Xiang Tianxiao was puzzled in his heart, he would not show weakness, and raised his hand and said:

"Master Dong, please!"

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