The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 887 Xiao Yan's Same Style
Fang Xinqi is young, handsome, tall, with a back and a waist, born under the family of Kang Dingbo, who has experienced five years in the Northern Sergeant Army, and has experienced blood and fire in killing and cutting swordsmanship!
When he made a move, there was endless ruthlessness and determination, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

"Sister, it seems that this swordsman is not weak in martial arts. It is not bad for ordinary people to be able to practice to this level."

In a corner where no one noticed, Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing were hiding and watching from a distance.

Bai Suzhen smiled slightly: "This swordsman is really good. It seems that there are no dead souls on the sword. His strength is not trivial, but he is not Xu Xianggong's opponent."

She spoke very confidently, and Xiaoqing also nodded, because based on her understanding of Chen Zhao, she naturally knew that the swordsman in front of her was no match.

Sure enough, Chen Zhao sat there with his usual expression and didn't move.

Pang Yong jumped up, holding a waist knife in his hand, and struck across.

As soon as the two fought, Fang Xinqi suddenly shouted loudly, as if thunder sounded out of thin air.

A thunderous explosion shook the eardrums, and a cyan flame burst out suddenly, as if attacking with a power that could shatter the sky, it instantly penetrated the defense laid by Pang Yong, and blasted on his chest.

But Pang Yong has been fighting for a long time and has rich experience, so he immediately pulled back and retreated. The steel knife in his hand slashed into the void three times, blocking the flame.

But he blocked the flames, but he didn't block the sword's momentum. The long sword hit Pang Yong's steel knife fiercely like lightning. offensive.

Even so, his chest felt tight, his throat was sweet, and he almost spurted blood.

"It's amazing!" Xiaoqing exclaimed.

Bai Suzhen also frowned slightly: "I didn't expect this swordsman to be a monk in the sword, such a powerful swordsman would commit himself to Kangding Bo's mansion!"

At this moment, Pang Yong had already stood firm, looking at Fang Xinqi with fear on his face: "He turned out to be a master who is proficient in the fire crossbow sword technique of the Quanzhen Northern School!"

"good."

The eldest son of Kang Dingbo stood up and said, "Fang Xinqi once participated in the Northern Expedition of Horqin by our imperial army, fought with shaman masters, and has practiced the fire crossbow sword technique to the seventh level."

"His body is like lightning, his inner strength is full, and his sword cultivation skills are praised by the Quanzhen Northern School's head teacher."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Chen Zhao with his hands behind his back and said, "How about it, Master Xu, is my subordinate still in your eyes?"

Everyone's heart trembled when they heard the words.

Even the middle-aged Taoist priest was slightly shocked, he didn't expect that Kang Dingbo's mansion was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, even if he didn't invite himself out, Xu Xian might not be able to please him.

At this time, everyone in the martial arts hall who was studying on the other side also stood up in surprise and looked over here.

"Brother Xu, be careful!" Pang Yong has already straightened his big knife, and his eyes are shooting flames of battle, but he also knows that the opponent is a monk, and he is not an opponent, so it is difficult to confront him.

"How dare you show off your power in front of me with a little bit of swordsmanship?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Zhao didn't care, and didn't pay attention to his opponent.

Prince Kang Dingbo looked at him with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said with a sneer, "Master Xu is calm! Fang Xinqi, take him down for me!"

Fang Xinqi accepted the promise and stepped forward, pointing his sword at Chen Zhao.

Chen Zhao didn't care, but raised his hand lightly, and waved it suddenly, as if slapping a fly next to his ear,
Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and a whistle-like sound that pierced the eardrums sounded, and the air was filled with the sound of rolling dragons, and it struck towards Fang Xinqi.
"Gangfeng!"

Seeing this, Fang Xinqi's expression changed drastically, and he immediately pulled back.

But how come!
Fang Xinqi was hit by an extremely fierce dragon's energy, just like a baseball hit by a bat, it flew straight backwards, smashing through the wall, leaving a huge hole in the wall, rolling It landed outside the courtyard.

"boom"

"Click"

Accompanied by two loud bangs, Fang Xinqi's body broke a big tree, and his own bones were all broken, all of them were broken, and the dead could not die again.

"what?"

The son of Kang Dingbo and the middle-aged Taoist were shocked at the same time.

Others were also stunned.

Including the two sisters hiding in the dark.

Xiaoqing covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked at Chen Zhao with disbelief, and Bai Suzhen's low voice had a slight trill: "It's amazing, sister, his hand is probably from the cultivation world. Experts can't do it."

Bai Suzhen's eyes were blurred, with admiration and shock on her face.

She never thought that Xu Xianggong, who was weak and gentle like a scholar, would have such a powerful ability.

All of a sudden, my thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen, whose heart is full of knots, besides getting married and having children, what other way can I use to repay the kindness of saving my life?
At this time, the side of the Han Wenwu Hall was already extremely clean.

Except for Fang Xinqi who was rolled out of the wall, the leaves, grass, and dirt on the ground were all swept away.

Pang Yong was even more stunned.

He has been practicing hard recently, and he feels that he has broken through his own shackles and entered a higher level.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him not to be injured during the competition with the sword repairman.

But he didn't expect that Chen Zhao's martial art was still as high as the bright moon on the sea, no matter how big the waves he stirred up, it would not affect the brightness of the bright moon in the slightest.

Kang Dingbo's son was very embarrassed.

He was led to a place by a middle-aged Taoist priest to escape the head-on wind, but he was still affected by it, and he felt dizzy and uncomfortable for a while.

He was furious, looked back at the middle-aged Taoist priest, and said, "If Daoist Ma doesn't do anything now, when will he wait?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest nodded, and suddenly turned his hands to the sky, slapped out a wisp of true energy, and then laid it flat in front of him.

I didn't see him chanting any incantations, but with a flicker, a blue flame surged out of his left hand.

Whoosh!
The blazing and dazzling fireworks and the scorching temperature immediately pervaded the courtyard of the Han Wenwu Museum.

The turbulent cyan fireworks released a fierce energy, which vaguely burned the void into a twisted and illusory one.

The next moment, a ball of white fireworks rose from the palm of the middle-aged Taoist priest's right hand. It was as insubstantial as smoke, emitting a majestic chill that swept across everyone's backs.

Everyone in the arena was moved.

The left hand is Yanyang, and the right hand is ice, and it is born in an instant, and it really is a wonderful skill of self-cultivation!

Xiaoqing was originally blinded by the strong wind from Chen Zhao just now, but seeing the way of the Taoist priest, she turned her head to look at Bai Suzhen, and said in surprise, "Sister, this Taoist is extraordinary!"

Bai Suzhen nodded, and said with a smile: "There is a faction in the Maoshan lineage. It is not Daojun Zhao, but Lord Huode Xing who worships. The double attack of ice and fire is no match for ordinary monks."

Although she spoke highly of the Taoist priest, there was a confident smile on her brows, as if she was confident that she could deal with this Taoist technique.

Chen Zhao looked at the middle-aged Taoist priest, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if such a strange exercise seemed familiar.

But then he remembered that when he was working as a temporary worker, he had read such a popular online novel, and a protagonist named Xiao Yan had mastered this unique skill.

Unexpectedly, in this plane, there are people who can do this.

It seems that Taoism in the world is one family!

The so-called different routes lead to the same goal.

At this time, the palms of the middle-aged Taoist slowly moved closer together, and two streams of strange fires were constantly churning violently in his hands, hot and cold were stirring between his hands.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest raised his head and looked at Chen Zhao with a smile on his face!
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