Chapter 408

"Huimen, Liu Ze."

On the challenge arena, a tall man stood on the opposite side of Chu Xinran, his face painfully hugging her.

Chu Xinran returned to his senses, and his face was strangely clasped.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and clenched the ordinary iron sword in her hand.

"Elder three, I'm afraid there's something wrong with you asking Liu Ze to go up..."

Please come to huimen. A disciple in a light red Taoist robe approached Pu Huaqing and said in a low voice.

Hou Xiaocheng has a good relationship with Liu Ze on stage. He is a close friend in the sect.

He and Liu Ze are one of the gifted disciples of huimen. The master is the elder of huimen, not Pu Huaqing.

Just now, when we get to the elder Liu Zetai, we don't know how to kick them.

Hou Xiaocheng knows that Liu Ze often suffered from their "love" when he was a child because he had several elder sisters in his family, which has brought him an indelible shadow. So now as long as Liu Ze faces women closely, he will be panicked and nauseous.

It's called "femophobia.".

"No? What's wrong? "

Pu Huaqing plays the advantage of his big voice and attracts the eyes of several schools around him.

"Cough."

Another asked huimen disciple to pull Hou Xiaocheng's coat. He was the apprentice of the three elders.

Qi Yan knows his master's temperament very well. He also knows that Liu Ze is afraid of women. However, if his master knows that Liu Ze is suffering from this strange disease, he is afraid that he will directly beat Liu Ze to the ground, and then go to a red light district in the secular world to put him among women.

Pu Huaqing's style is so overbearing, Qi Yan as his apprentice, has suffered a lot.

Now see Hou Xiaocheng also want to go up to touch moldy head, quickly pulled him back.

"Master, it's OK. What younger martial brother Hou wants to say is that younger martial brother Liu Ze has been eating greasy food recently. Maybe his stomach is not very good."

Qiyan dry smile two, quickly pull Hou Xiaocheng to Pu Huaqing explained.

When Hou Xiaocheng saw Qi Yan winking at him, he responded and nodded: "yes, three elders, Liu Ze, he hasn't solved his appetite recently. He may have some gastrointestinal discomfort."

"Gastrointestinal discomfort?"

Puhuazhen's stomach and brow? Did you eat the local chicken on the mountain?

He didn't think too much. He waved his hand and said in a loud voice, "what's the matter with gastrointestinal discomfort? Let him fight

As soon as the sound of Pu Hua's Qinghua fell, Liu Ze on the stage squatted down and covered his stomach with pain.

"You, are you ok?"

Chu Xinran stepped forward two steps, she saw Liu Ze is very uncomfortable appearance, can't help asking.

"No It's OK. "

Liu Ze's stomach is tumbling. He looks frightened and raises a palm difficultly to signal Chu Xinran not to come over.

Everyone looks at Liu Ze on the stage with a puzzled look. Is it really a gastrointestinal disease?

No, it's all true. How can you ruin your stomach?!

"Are you really OK?"

Chu Xinran blinked, curiously came forward, want to see what happened to Liu Ze?

"Ouch ~"

hearing Chu Xinran's voice, Liu Zeshi couldn't stand it any more and spewed out a bunch of rainbow colors.

"I lost it! Boss, isn't it? Come up and vomit

Chu Xinran quickly jumps back and is scared out of his subconscious home dialect by Liu Ze.

After Chu Xinran jumped away, Liu Ze froth and fell on the challenge arena.

All around, there was silence.

A crowd under the stage petrified on the spot, as if there were countless crows flying over their heads.

Good guy! I'm a good guy! What's going on here?!

Liu Ze fainted before he even started?

"What are you doing! Why don't you take this shame down! "

Pu Huaqing smashed the armrest on his left hand and cheered to Qi Yan and Hou Xiaocheng behind him.

Qi Yan and Hou Xiaocheng did not dare to hesitate, lowered their heads, flew to the challenge arena under the glare of a crowd, and carried away Liu Ze.

"Poof, brother Liu Ze, I'm afraid Xiuzhen is so lonely that he has a stomach attack on stage."

"Ha ha Er, be careful. Be careful, Mr. Pu will cut you with his hand. "

"No, I can't help it, ha ha! Brother Liu Ze, you don't mean it

"Poof, hahaha..."

Those Xiaoyao palace disciples could not help laughing at this time, and even a few people were still discussing in a low voice.

Liu Ze was sent to the position behind Pu Huaqing. Pu Huaqing sat on the armrest without a chair and his face turned green.

When Zhou Ming saw this scene, he could not laugh or cry. It seems that Liu Ze has some psychological problems, otherwise he would not faint as soon as he came on stage.He is so obviously because of fear!

Zhou Ming can't help sympathizing with Liu Zelai. The cultivation of truth can't solve the deep-rooted psychological problems. He may even become a serious mental devil when his cultivation improves in the future.

"Puchi ~"

on the side of Emei temple, Xiangyao couldn't help laughing.

Yin Qing pinches her arm. Xiang Yao quickly adjusts her look, with a serious face.

The headmasters and elders like Bai Shen are calm at this time, and the people are deep. This kind of small matter can't affect their mood at all.

Chu Xinran stood on the challenge arena with a puzzled face at this time. The defensive array around the challenge arena blocked the outside voice in one direction. She didn't know what happened.

"Xiangyao, go up and meet her for a while."

Dao Jing saw that the disciples of other sects didn't move at this time, so he turned around and said to Xiang Yao behind him.

"Ah?"

Xiangyao is obviously still immersed in the joy just now. When she hears Daojing calling her, she looks surprised.

"Younger martial sister, master asked you to attack the challenge."

Yin Qing is kind enough to remind herself of this cute younger martial sister.

"Oh, oh."

Xiangyao flies up, wearing a white dress like a butterfly, and falls lightly on the challenge arena.

"Oh! It's Xiangyao

The male disciple of Xiaoyao palace, who was watching the battle at the bottom, cried out loudly.

"What's your name? It's insulting

This is the voice of the free maids.

The reaction was mixed, but they were all looking forward to the fight.

Beautiful things always attract a lot of attention.

On the one hand, it's a new comer of Emei, on the other hand, it's a girl of Sansheng Taoist school. Who wins or loses the two will soon attract the attention of all parties.

"Emei temple, Xiangyao."

Xiangyao smiles to Chu Xinran.

"Sansheng daomen, Chu Xinran."

Chu Xinran clasped his fist, then stood up straight, holding a long sword in his hand, looking firm.

She knew that on the road of cultivation, fighting could never be avoided.

Chu Xinran practiced the heart and soul Sutra and Sansheng Yanling Jue. She practiced both the spirit and the body, and surpassed the ordinary friars on the starting line. What she lacks now is combat running in. Only through actual combat can she quickly get on the right track and take her own steps on the road of cultivation.

Zhou Ming helped her to open the shortcut on the road of cultivation, but the next road must be her own.

Chu Xinran didn't wait for Xiangyao to say something like a move. Sanshengbu raised his sword and rushed over.

In front of her, the breath of this person was higher than her, but she didn't want to shrink away. As Zhou Ming said, she was very strong, but in a short time, she couldn't fully adapt to the rhythm of actual combat.

Xiangyao sees that Chu Xinran takes the initiative to attack. There is a color of surprise in her eyes. She can see that Chu Xinran doesn't seem to be very proficient in using her body method, and there are too many flaws in her body when she rushes here.

He doesn't care whether Chu Xinran is deliberately clumsy. Xiangyao raises her hand and steps on the empty place where Chu Xinran's left foot is about to fall, poking it at her waist.

This finger, Xiangyao is obviously to test Chu Xinran, the attack is not fierce, but in the eight levels of refining gas cultivation blessing, if her finger is implemented, it is likely to pierce a hole in Chu Xinran's waist.

Chu Xinran feels the fierce opportunity contained in Xiangyao's finger. She takes a deep breath and forces herself to keep calm. With the help of sanshengbu, she can avoid this finger.

Thinking flies, Chu Xinran's aura seems to be boiling up. As soon as she rushes to the bottom of her foot, her left foot will step out.

However, at this time, Xiangyao that fell on Chu Xinran's right foot, burst out the aura force, swept up with one leg, blocking Chu Xinran's Dodge position.

The white long skirt dances in the air. It's not convenient for Xiangyao to lift her legs in this kind of dress. But the Emei Temple seems to have taken this into consideration for a long time. She changed the skirt to skirt pants which are convenient for kicking. She swept her legs forcefully, but it's elegant.

Chu Xinran a little flustered, how to do? I can't escape!

Chu Xinran's lack of combat experience is a major defect. Although Zhou Ming transmitted his combat experience to her through memory, these methods against the enemy could not be completely transformed into her own.

The friars' fighting is changing rapidly. Close combat, fighting methods, weapon killing, any negligence may lead to defeat.

Chu Xinran is now like a shaped sword. After all the processes, there is only one step left.

She needs an opportunity to help herself form a double-edged sword.

Now, this opportunity is just around the corner.

The fighting skills in her mind flashed by, and the finger was only one centimeter away from Chu Xinran's waist. Even through her clothes, she could clearly feel the terrible power contained in the white finger.

What to do? Do you want to trade injuries for injuries?

Chu Xinran's body moved, and her thinking speed often couldn't catch up with her body instinct. When her body felt dangerous, her motor nerves affected her muscles and wanted to move her body out.you 're right! That's the feeling!

Chu Xinran's mind is suddenly empty, instinctive! Just use your body instinct! Those combat experience, on the contrary, will become their own shackles!

When she thought about it, with her flexibility, she twisted her upper body out of a strange arc, avoided Xiangyao's finger, and at the same time, she practiced the sword in her hand and cleaved Xiangyao's right leg!