fairy tales

Chapter 1311 The Hero Is Lost (4)
"How can you be old, you are like a girl of seventeen or eighteen, but you are young, you look like a fairy, like a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world..." Xu Haoxuan hurriedly laughed, but there was a bean-sized drop from the corner of his eyes Tears fell.

"Huh? What is like? My mother, I am a little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Are you saying this to mock my mother?" Sima Danhua had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes rolled slightly, full of interest. Looking at Xu Haoxuan.

"No no no..."

"What? Do you think I'm not a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl?" Sima Danhua's face turned cold, his eyebrows raised, and the golden giant ax in his hand waved slightly, and the sharp aura instantly touched a strand of hair by Xu Haoxuan's ear cut off.

"Master, your apprentice is going to die!" Xu Haoxuan yelled strangely, Sima Danhua was taken aback for a moment, who would have thought that the latter would just rub oil on the soles of his feet and disappear into the crowd in an instant.

Sima Danhua cursed, but looked towards the center of the field. Standing on the ruin-like ground, Chu Liuxiang was shining with golden light, lingering in the sun, emitting bursts of evil aura, standing there like a golden mountain. The feeling of looking up.

"This kid, he looks quite similar." Sima Danhua muttered.

"Okay, very good!" An icy voice came from the cracked ground, Murong Ya roared like a wounded beast, the ground cracked open, a ray of purple light shot up into the sky, Murong Ya's body covered It was all blood, he rushed out of the ground, suspended in the void.

While the mutated "Phantom Feather Sky Wing" swayed slightly, the purple lights were incomparably holy, enveloping Murong Ya's entire body, and the light wings on the back were more like woven purple lightning bolts, constantly flashing dazzlingly The light, the surrounding air, is constantly bursting out bursts of air explosions.

"Chu Liuxiang, you are very good. You did not disappoint me. You were able to let me use the five-style palm technique in "Wuji Qiankun Palm". However, I still have stronger combat skills. I hope you can follow suit." Murong Ya The words resounded like a bell, and resounded like thunder through the world. The huge venue trembled slightly, and the color of the golden hair changed slightly, between purple and gold, as if a god had descended from the earth. Suspended above the void, staring at Chu Liuxiang.

"Ya'er, let's end the battle between you and Chu Liuxiang. In this battle, Chu Liuxiang will win. In the next battle, Ya'er, you will fight with Huangfu Zun." At this moment, Murong Wenqing said loudly.

Although Murong Ya was a little reconciled, it was his dream to meet Chu Liuxiang, a top expert among his peers, and have a hearty battle with him, but he also knew what his father meant, after all, it was on the occasion of the Martial Arts Competition , I am not a contestant in Zhenzhen, there is no need to fight desperately, so I can only nod and say: "Everything is subject to father's arrangement."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, they didn't expect that it would be another thrilling battle, but it turned into what it is now.The silver-haired old man smiled and explained: "I just learned that Ouyang Xuan has announced that he has given up the next competition, so only Chu Liuxiang and Huangfuzun are left to participate in the competition. However, Chu Liuxiang and Murong Ya fought a battle, and the consumption must Many, for the sake of fairness, serial number Murong Ya will fight Huangfu Zun."

(End of this chapter)