Chapter 1139: Chess Meets Opponents

And the people of Tianxiang Pavilion were very happy to see their grandmother defeat such a powerful centipede.

After burning for a long time, the flame was finally extinguished, and only a long black mark was left on the ground, and other than that, the centipede did not leave anything behind.

Xiang Zhenfeng looked at Xiu'er with an embarrassed expression, trembling with anger.

And Xiu'er smiled at him, her expression was all provocative.

After a while, Xiang Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Miss Xiu'er's Eastern Harrier Flame Palm has been practiced to such a brilliant point, admire and admire!"

"That's where it goes, it's in the back. I advise you to surrender to our Tianxiang Pavilion as soon as possible, otherwise you will all be burned to the ground. ”

"It's really unashamed, how can I be afraid of you Tianxiang Pavilion, I'm really talking about a dream!"

After speaking, Xiang Zhenfeng jumped and rushed towards Xiu'er, but what went ahead of him was his poisonous weapon, two iron hooks.

The two iron hooks were full of blood stains left by the death of the hook, but they still looked glaring in the daylight.

Xiu'er, who didn't have time to make a defense, suddenly saw two hooks glowing with cold light, coming straight to his head.

With such a cruel method, Xiu'er had no time to resist, so she could only tilt her head stiffly.

The iron hook slashed over her head, knocking the beads of her hair to the ground, and even making her hair scattered.

The fate hanging by a thread at such a close distance obviously frightened Xiu'er.

The iron hook seemed to have eyes, and when it missed a move, it turned back and continued to hook her head.

Xiu'er's feet fell to the ground, and immediately flew into the air, and then shot at it with crushed ice slag, crystal clear like snow particles, shining a dazzling white light under the sunlight.

The iron hook, which was constantly flying, suddenly stopped its advance, and was constantly surrounded by snow particles, and then condensed more and more.

Seeing that the iron hook was bound, Xiang Zhenfeng clenched both hands, and a fist-shaped Xuan Qi continued to approach the iron hook.

Seeing that the ice slag continued to melt, Xiu'er pushed the Xuan Qi towards it again, and suddenly, the crushed ice slag crushed towards the iron hook again, and continued to fall on it, so it was another thick layer of ice.

Seeing this, Xiang Zhenfeng was a Gao Yue, rushed towards Xiu'er, and slapped her before he reached the front.

I saw that it was in the shape of a fist again, hitting Xiu'er directly.

Xiu'er crooked the corners of her mouth, showing disdain, and slowly slapped the cold fire palm out.

Half of it was ice, half of it was flame, and it flipped and slammed directly into the shape of the fist.

Bang bang bang!

The loud noise kept coming, followed by the two of them constantly falling backwards, obviously fighting against each other.

Bang bang bang!

The two of them still flew backwards, and the ground kept raising clouds of dust, obscuring the sky.

After a while, the two of them withdrew their hands and slammed a blow at the iron hook towards Zhenfeng, and all those broken ice slags fell off at once, and only then did he withdraw his weapon.

Seeing that the battle just now was equal, Xiang Zhenfeng was not as confident as when he first came, on the contrary, he began to be cautious, and the opponent in front of him was really stronger than the Qingtian Sect.

And Xiu'er After the battle with Xiang Zhenfeng, Xiu'er felt that the Zhengqi Alliance was not as powerful as he imagined, whether it was the two heads who killed him, or the leader of the alliance, Xiang Zhenfeng, he could deal with it, so he became calm and idle from the cautious at the beginning.

The state of the two at this time can be said to be completely reversed.

"How is it, Xiang Alliance Master, how is the strength of my Tianxiang Pavilion?"

"It's not bad, I've met an opponent in the Zhengqi Alliance. ”

"Do you want us to take refuge in you?"

"Of course, the unification of the rivers and lakes is the general trend, and the requirements of the masters, you and I must obey the way of heaven, so that we will not be forced by the way of heaven. ”

"Master, Heavenly Dao, is still so high-sounding, in fact, it is your ambition, your ambition to dominate the rivers and lakes!

"You don't care what it is, it's better for you to surrender. Otherwise, these women in your Tianxiang Pavilion will die of incense. ”

"Don't pull the banner here as a tiger skin, you are not our opponents, and you are still talking wildly here, I really don't know how to be ashamed. Xiu'er said disdainfully.

"Then I will make you pay a terrible price for your obsession. As he spoke, he waved his hand to Zhenfeng.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yi threw the blood-drinking sword out.

Xiang Zhenfeng shook the blood-drinking sword in his hand, very arrogant.

Zhuo Yifan was in a lot of pain in his heart at this time, this was his own sword, but he snatched it, and now he took it out to show off, and even more, he would use it to kill himself later.

He knew the power of the Blood Drinking Sword, and the flying meteorite alone had unlimited energy, not to mention the nine blood dragons inside.

It's just that at the moment, he can't grab it, so he can only act at the opportunity.

He looked at Xiang Zhenfeng cautiously, looked at the blood-drinking sword, and was silently calculating in his heart.

Xiu'er saw him take out the Blood-Drinking Sword, and her heart began to beat wildly, she knew that the Blood-Drinking Sword was powerful, and she might not be his opponent.

And the disciples of the Righteous Qi Alliance began to look at everything one by one, and then turned their eyes to the people of Tianxiang Pavilion with a greedy face.

The women of Tianxiang Pavilion were silent at this time, they had all heard of the power of the Blood Drinking Sword, but it was difficult to say whether their Pavilion could defeat Xiang Zhenfeng at the moment.

"Do you know it?" Xiang Zhenfeng shook at Xiu'er.

"Blood-drinking sword. ”

"It's quite insightful. ”

"What is insightful, it was originally Zhuo Yifan's, and it was robbed by you, of course I know. ”

"You can't say that, whoever holds this sword belongs to whom, and now it's mine, not Zhuo Yifan's. ”

"It's so thick-skinned, and it's so justifiable to snatch someone else's sword. ”

"How can you say that? In your words, whoever has a hard fist has strength, and the thing is also someone's, and it is the same. ”

"Are you done rambling? ”

"I mainly want you to think clearly, taking refuge in my righteous alliance is the right way. ”

"Okay, I don't want to hear this sentence anymore, something that will never be possible, never!"

"Since you are so obsessed, then don't blame my men for being ruthless!"

After speaking, Xiang Zhenfeng slowly pulled out the blood-drinking sword, and the dazzling cold light continued to shoot into the sky, bursting with sword qi, and at first glance, it was a peerless sword.

Xiang Zhenfeng danced slowly, only to see the sword qi of the swish, curling white smoke, which was more conspicuous in the sun.

He rubbed his fingers against the body of the sword.

After a while, he slammed his feet to the ground and stabbed towards Xiu'er.

Seeing the constantly rotating blood-drinking sword attacking her, Xiu'er could only use the sword in her hand to block.