Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

Just when she was holding hands for a long time, she was about to give Lin Xiu a chance to show herself.

Seeing Lin Xiuna's confused face, she seemed to be asking her if she felt sick to her stomach and wanted to take a shit?

All of a sudden, Xia He's excited mood cooled down.

"Hey, Master, what do you mean by...?"

Xia He had a hunch that he might be thinking wrong.

Lin Xiu said with a tut:

"How can you be a madman with your brain? I need you by my side. Your charming bones can suppress the curse in my body. Before the plan reaches the point of using you, just stay by my side and be a fool." vase."

Without mercy, Xia He squatted in the corner of the branch with a full face of grievance, looking very pitiful.

She examines herself.

Obviously, he didn't read any strange feelings from Lin Xiu from the beginning.

But because Lin Xiu would relax a little when she was by her side, she felt special.

Isn't this ridiculous.

The reason why I can do this is not because of her, Xia He, but because of Meigu.

If it were someone else with such a physique, then it would not be her, Xia He, who was sitting opposite Lin Xiu.

Although he was taught a lesson by Lin Xiu, there was still a little ripple in Xia He's heart.

Because he is too special.

This kind of naked and not obscene appreciation was Xia He's first experience since he was born, so he naturally had different emotions towards Lin Xiu.

I thought that Lin Xiu was attracted by her own charm, but it didn't, even though Xia He had already convinced herself in her heart.

But an inexplicable sense of loss still hit her heart precisely.

Xia He also wanted to say a few more words to restore his image.

Looking up, she saw that Lin Xiu's eyes were not between her thighs, nor on her chest.

But in the battle not far away.

That was the battlefield where Ma Xianhong fought against temporary workers.

As soon as she looked there, Lin Xiu's entire face returned to sternness, and there was no longer a smile in her eyes, which were full of calculations.

Every twitch of the pupil means a move in the future.

Nerves are also slowly returning to a tense state.

Unlike Longhushan, this time Lin Xiu knew how to slow down and found a way to relax the pressure. At least he could suppress the blood of Kuang Zhan.

Xia He looked at Lin Xiu who had changed like this, and there seemed to be a needle in his heart, standing within the range of his heart beating and shrinking.

Every time I beat, my heart ached slightly.

In order to alleviate the turmoil in his mind, Xia He also looked at Ma Xianhong.

The sound of fighting over there was finally allowed to enter the eardrums of the two of them.

The auspicious words of Chengchou Rang and Haricha Gai.

Not only did Ma Xianhong not lose, but he even had the upper hand.

An endless stream of Ruhuas poured out of the temple, and Clarinet had no chance to fight Ma Xianhong at all, and all his strength was spent on solving Ruhuas. ....

The people who lost Lao Meng and Xiao Zizai only broke one layer of Ma Xianhong's body protection for a while.

Except for Clarinet, the only people fighting Ma Xianhong were Wang Zhenqiu, Zhang Chulan, and Feng Baobao.

Ma Xianhong was on the scene with one enemy and many, so he didn't panic at all.

"The robots made by this brat are endless, right?"

Clarinet was annoyed, this robot is not strong at all, but it has a lot of punches, even if he punches one by one, for such a long time, he still can't see it to the end.

In the middle of the flowers, there is also a white puppet, which stands there motionless.

At first glance, I thought it was the leader of this group of flowers, but it was not. No matter how Clarinet avoided its sight, the group of flowers could attack him accurately.

It is more like a hermit who waits for the time to move. It has the ability to travel to the ground, and it can sneak into the ground. When the clarinet is a little loose, it will pop up and attack him with sword energy or snap fingers.

It's annoying, but this white puppet still has the black armor-like armor that Ma Xianhong is wearing.

Its defense is several times higher than that of ordinary Ruhua, and it will take a lot of effort to defeat that white puppet.

The flowery scrap iron on the ground had piled up like a mountain, and it wasn't until there were more than 50 of them that the temple became quiet.

Clarinet was amazed that such a small ruined temple could hold so many flowers.

Ma Xianhong was extremely dissatisfied. He didn't expect that with so many flowers and white puppets, he couldn't solve a temporary worker.

There are not many in this temple, and the rest of them are like flowers that he dispatched to each upper root tool for defense at the foot of the mountain.

When Ma Xianhong found that the mountain was very quiet, he knew that someone was going to attack Biyou Village.

It is not surprising that the ones who will stop him are temporary workers, and it is even surprising that there are a few fewer.

But he didn't expect that just four people would make him so strenuous.

Fortunately, the situation is now in his favor.

bang bang bang bang

The last five Ruhuas were like paper dolls used in sacrificial offerings, and their heads fell to the ground after only half a move in Hei Guan'er's hands.

The five fell to the ground one after another, and the white puppet that was originally under the ground was simply revealed.

There is no need to hide anymore.

Ma Xianhong secretly called for trouble.

It seemed that Bai Puppet couldn't hold on for long. He clearly had the upper hand, but none of Feng Baobao, Wang Zhenqiu and Zhang Chulan fell to the ground.

Not only that, Zhang Chulan was still a little careless, his eyes were always on the self-cultivation furnace.

In Zhang Chulan's mind, to prevent Ma Xianhong from cooperating with Lin Xiu, he does not necessarily have to be killed. Ma Xianhong still has the possibility of immortality.

But to keep him alive, destroying the body-cultivation stove is the key point, because once the body-cultivation stove is gone, Ma Xianhong will definitely devote himself to the body-cultivation stove, and it will be useless for Lin Xiu at that time.

And at that time, Ma Xianhong would still be protected in the dark fort, and it would be difficult for Lin Xiu to kill him.

Of course, this is just Zhang Chulan's own guess. He doesn't know whether this self-cultivation furnace can cause such consequences.

Just thought it might be possible to try.

But Zhang Chulan's thoughts were too obvious, just because he glanced at the self-cultivation stove from time to time, needless to say, Ma Xianhong knew what kind of fart was hidden in his ass.

"Zhang Chulan, don't think about self-cultivation, you will die."

Because the guardian of the self-cultivation furnace is not a white puppet, such small rags as Hua can be compared.

So Ma Xianhong reminded Zhang Chulan while blocking Feng Baobao and Wang Zhenqiu's two-sided attack.

But because the pincer attack was too fierce, his expression looked a little ferocious.

This expression was misunderstood by everyone as a vicious warning.

For a while, everyone reached a consensus: Ma Xianhong was very worried about the damage to the self-cultivation furnace!

"Chu Lan, Feng Baobao and I create an opportunity, you see the opportunity to destroy the self-cultivation furnace."

Wang Zhenqiu's feet were spread apart, and one hand was supporting the ground.

With the other hand, he took out one.

Colorful gloves. .

Chapter 150: Playing the God Equaling Heaven

As soon as the glove appeared, Wang Zhenqiu's dispensable suppression suddenly increased.

Hei Guan'er struck the white puppet away with a palm, and while he was panting, he glanced at Wang Zhenqiu.

"Hey, Qiu'er is finally willing to use his real skills."

This time Wang Zhenqiu didn't smile and say anything to cover it up. All along, he used various moves, all of which were the basic skills of some schools.

Even the frequently used horse of love to kill chickens is passed down from the father of the iron monkey. It is just because Wang Zhenqiu thinks this trick is too violent, so he modified the King Kong to achieve a refreshing feeling.

In the final analysis, it is still a basic skill.

This also caused him to be annoying in Ma Xianhong's battle, but Ma Xianhong didn't care too much.

Because in Ma Xianhong's opinion, among the four, Wang Zhenqiu is the weakest.

This wrong impression at this moment made Ma Xianhong start to reflect on why he had such a stupid idea.

Those who can be sent to Biyou Village to eradicate him, even if they are the weakest among the temporary workers, must be among the best in the alien circle.

Because there are only seven people including the temporary workers of Nadutong Company and Chen Duo!

"Wow, those gloves are amazing."

Feng Baobao followed suit. Wang Zhenqiu said with a helpless smile because of his expressionless and underwhelming words:

"Don't talk about it, this move is really not the foundation. In order to learn it, I used the horse of love to kill chickens and tortured me. 'Master, it took several days before he was willing to teach me."

With that said, put on the gloves.

Wang Zhenqiu's deterrent power made Ma Xianhong's heart speed up, and a voice in his heart told Ma Xianhong:

You can't let him cast spells, you have to stop him!

"Cry and roar!" Ma Xianhong shouted angrily.

The magic weapon shaped like the head of a lion dance flies in the air.

He aimed at Wang Zhenqiu and opened the festive lion's mouth, but the sound waves came out like a lion's roar, which was not festive at all.

He even urged people to hurry up to Huangquan Road.

The speed of the sound wave attack was so fast that as soon as he opened his mouth, the attack was already in front of Wang Zhenqiu.