The seventh sister of crossing the immortals is a bit fierce

Chapter 188

Damn, this is not going to save people, but decides the rhythm of hacking people to death without authorization?Now, the onlookers all stared wide-eyed in horror, and the extra-large dead bastard shouted especially loudly.

The sword is out, the sword is in, it's an understatement.

"Oh my god, help me, I, Xiong Da, don't have a wife yet, I don't want to be hacked to death!" Xiong Daxiong's child wailed in the water and jumped to one side.

Such a bear made the audience burst into laughter after realizing that he was not in any danger.

The lake not far from Xiong Da was struck by the sword energy of ice, and instantly froze, turning into a thick ice floe, which drifted towards him.

"This time, if you can't get on again, Xia Qi will go directly to Liefeng, and ask your master to drive you out!" Xia Qi had a cold face, and said harsh words very seriously.

A sword into ice is to help, but also to intimidate!

Shot into ice, the nearby ice-type mutated spiritual root's qi training Dzogchen can also do this, but Xia Qi made this ice floe, which is different!

The circular ice floe with a diameter of two meters has the same thickness. It is said that the circle is really round, and the edges are smooth and tidy. It can be seen that the control is quite good.It is easy to make a two-meter-diameter ice floe by changing the half-step foundation building of the ice-type mutated spiritual root, but in terms of shape and details, the answer can only be answered with two words.

When Master Mu Hua saw him, even though he didn't want to admit it, he still praised the black-clothed sword cultivator in his heart. His ability to control the details was even better than some Jindan real people.

"Oh, my god, thank you, Junior Brother Xia! Don't go looking for my Master Xiong Da, I, Xiong Da, entered the inner sect with great difficulty. I, Xiong Da, call you Big Brother Cheng, can you? Big Brother, please forgive me." Let’s be a little one!” Knowing that he was scared, Xiong Da wailed and wailed, and poured down two mouthfuls of ice water by the way.

Damn, the water temperature in this lake is much colder now than before!Drink some more and you will be "lying dead" with a stomachache.

Brother!

You are the big brother!Your whole family is big brother!
Xia Xiaoyu'er's face sank, and Xia Xiaoxue in the audience covered her mouth and smiled quietly when she saw this, her eyebrows were curved, her face was peachy, and her dimples were faintly visible.

"It scared me to death, I thought Xia Qi was in a hurry and wanted to kill someone!"

"No way! You look at her style, the style of that sword, I'm really drunk!"

"If I'm at his age, and at his cultivation level, how many female cultivation skills do I have to pay?"

"Pull it down, you'd better dream quickly."

"Xiong Da belongs to Lie Feng? It's too embarrassing!"

"If I were his master, I would bury my face in the ground now, pretending to be a mushroom!"

"He's actually not bad, okay, if you have the ability, go and try it out! Don't just talk and don't practice!"

"He is a simple and honest person, but his luck is almost..."

"Why didn't I see that he was simple and honest? He fell into the water and was thinking of playing tricks!"

"Young gentleman with jade face, so handsome!"

"It's so cool, I want to become a sword repairer!"

"No. [-], Xia Qi, the winner!" Regardless of how noisy the audience was, Mu Hua burned incense and announced the result loudly.

As for Xiong Da, damn it, you are not good at cheating people, you deserve to drink two more sips of ice water!
Headmaster hall.

"My apprentice!" Yue Kunlun sat cross-legged and wiped his sword. Seeing the heroic posture of his apprentice's sword, he raised his chest and spoke with a little pride in his tone.

Headmaster Yu is about to kneel to him, sir, you always show off your disciples with your chest up, can you teach two more?

Du Nanshan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Yuanying Patriarch next to him was watching the competition, and he was watching the disciples fighting in the ring. He saw his son committing a crime there. How could this be from the old Du's family? ?Why is he the seed of Du Nanshan?

Xiu Fengshou smiled and said nothing, no matter how good the current victorious kid is now, her disciple of Mingfeng Peak is the lucky number 12.In other words, luck is also part of strength.

"It's too slow!" Yue Kunlun raised his eyebrows, disliking his apprentice for not progressing fast enough to fight.

Xiu Ping looked at him sideways, and said half-jokingly, "Senior Brother Yue, you don't mean to let your apprentice fight five?"

(End of this chapter)