Chapter 509: Hidden Master

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Then, the dust and sand rose from the sky, and the whole site was shrouded in mud and sand, and suddenly, nothing could be seen clearly.

"Bang bang bang!" "Ah!" Master Liu Qixian also snorted, passed out, and withdrew from the battle, with his withdrawal, the elusive flying knife was gone, this is the second extinguishing crispy output at the beginning of the team battle.

It was only then that Wang Dazhui figured out why he was so uneasy, didn't the soil here be able to raise sand and dust? Two hours ago, he had tried it, and the soil here was obviously ......

Suddenly, out of the corner of Wang Dahammer's eyes, he saw a vague figure standing abruptly on his hammer, it was the big boy who said, "I opened this mountain"!

"Oh no!" Before Wang Dazhui fell unconscious, only these two words floated through his mind...... This is the three dozen AOE area damage firefighters after the team fight, although Wang Sledgehammer doesn't look like this kind of character, whatever, anyway, there are only two left.

"Roar! What kind of monster are you!" Lord Zhao, the tiger head, was left to the end, because he looked like the kind with rough skin and thick flesh, and the one who was left to the end was Lord Zhao's incompetent barking.

But even so, Lord Zhao also pushed the strength to the extreme that he could reach, and at the same time threw out all his spiritual methods. A nine-rank spirit person can actually use all three of his innate spirit methods at the same time, he is already quite strong, back then, Moyu's deacon Ji Lan couldn't do this after entering the Tao for so long.

But it was useless, Zhang Xiaoheng's fist seemed to fall from the sky, piercing the tiger roar and stabbing the divine sound, and smashed on the door of the tiger-headed man's face, and a thick unwillingness poured out from the bottom of Lord Zhao's heart, but he couldn't do anything except let out the roar of a defeated dog.

"Huh!" At the critical moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air came, "Choke!" At the same time, the white-clothed swordsman Zhang Shaojie's Xuanbing sword was half unsheathed, as if the peerless sword was half-open and his eyes were hanging in the air, if the sword was not out, no one knew where he would go.

At the same time, the two Dao Cultivation Realm breaths were entangled, rolled upside down, and when they reached an extremely high place, a strong collision occurred, stirring up a strong wind, cleansing the sky and clouds, and the two powerhouses had not yet made a move, they had already stirred the wind and clouds, and the sky and the earth changed.

Lord Zhao froze on the spot, completely unable to move, he didn't know what was going on at all, he only felt that the young man in front of him was about to defeat himself, and suddenly a terrible strong man came out to save himself, this is not over, suddenly there were two completely irresistible momentum rushing into the sky, he himself was also a nine-grade spirit with spiritual pressure, and he didn't last long under these two spiritual pressures, and he fainted with a "quack!", and these two spiritual pressures were not aimed at him.

"Hey, Ice Divine Sword, didn't I say that?" Zhang Xiaoheng was in the middle of the momentum of the two powerhouses, but he was not affected at all: "If they can defeat me, then I will let them go, and now you are making a move, do you want me to break my word?"

Zhang Shaojie was silent for a moment, and put his sword into the sheath with a "choked": "Be careful, she is not an ordinary Dao cultivator." ”

"I know. Zhang Xiaoheng smiled and said, "If it was an ordinary Dao Cultivation Realm spirit general, it wouldn't have been hidden in the ranks of ordinary people for so long, right-Aunt Qian?"

"......" Aunt Qian sighed, raised her chubby head, crossed the bucket waist and said, "Dead wood, the stone platform is wonderful." Red butterflies, broken intestines are more homely. The peach blossoms are intentional, easily give up the stumps and fallen leaves, the flowing water is ruthless, and turn around to miss the butterfly love flying flowers. ”

Aunt Qian's eyes were calm: "Who are you? Why? I've been hiding here, and you still won't let me go?"

"The flowing water is ruthless, turn around and miss the butterfly love flying flowers?" Zhang Xiaoheng sighed and admired: "I heard that most of the strong people of jasper are vassals and elegant, other countries, they have not reached the realm of returning to the same realm, and they rarely get a poem number for themselves, only the country of jasper, many people get a poem number for themselves when they enter the Tao, and they have a special tone when they read it before fighting." When I saw it today, sure enough, even a guy like you, who is hiding in mortals, actually has a poetry number. ”

Zhang Xiaoheng touched his chin: "And this poem is very beautiful, Shitai is wonderful, it shows that you think you are not an ordinary person, and you are more homesick when you break your intestines, which means that you have a story, although it is said that the peach blossoms are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless, but dare to say that you missed the butterfly love and flying flowers?

A blood-colored trumpet flower appeared behind Aunt Qian, butterflies flew faintly, butterflies and flowers reflected each other, complementing each other, but unfortunately, the original stunning beauty became a ball of fat, and she also dressed up as a village girl, so that her painting style was lowered by several grades, but even so, the chubby Aunt Qian can still hold up the whole picture, even if it is fat, even if it is good, even if it is good, it is still full of momentum.

Aunt Qian's face sank: "You, who sent it?"

Zhang Xiaoheng laughed: "If I say that I really robbed us because of the god of the horse king, so I followed all the way, and I met you on the road, and I wanted to protect your safety, so I went on the road together, do you believe it or not?"

Aunt Qian's eyes widened: "What do you think?"

"Hahaha, I know you don't believe it, but that's the truth. Zhang Xiaoheng shook his head: "It's just that I never thought that there was a predator like you hiding in such an ordinary team, which was really unexpected." ”

Aunt Qian narrowed her phoenix eyes: "In that case, why don't you let us go?

Zhang Xiaoheng shook his head: "That's not good, it's not easy to encounter such a fun thing, how can you not have a good time? ”

"Hmph, you have entered the Dao realm, and you dare to say such things in front of me?

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, that's how I am, arrogant, that's my name. ”

......

The two didn't talk anymore, confronting each other in the mountains, Aunt Qian's momentum kept rising, Zhang Xiaoheng had no momentum at all, but the whole person was like a wave hitting a reef, standing still, no matter how strong your momentum is, I won't take it seriously.

"Don't you do it?" Aunt Qian suddenly asked, "Don't you know that you must take the lead in starting with the plant system? ”

Zhang Xiaoheng smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Of course I know this, but you are different, aren't you? I'm afraid, the more anxious I am, the more miserable I will die, right." ”

Aunt Qian's eyes kept flickering: "You are very strong and very sensitive, but it's a pity that you met me, as long as you can't break my flower miasma, I am invincible, and I will find my way." ”

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, there was no way out in the depths of the hundred flowers.

Together, the battlefield is full of trumpet flowers, and the blood-colored trumpet flowers with blood-colored butterflies occupy the entire field, occupy Zhang Xiaoheng's entire field of vision, and also reflect Zhang Xiaoheng's eyes that have become different, Zhang Xiaoheng, opened his talent Great Spirit Method.