Exorcism

This was a one-sided contest. Everyone thought so. Everyone guessed the ending wrong. Even Daliang, who kept saying "Brother Xiaoqiu has a way", was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't shut up. At first, he even I didn't cheer for Xiaoqiu like usual.

Xiao Qiu knew that he only had one chance. Even if he was hit by Tian Qianmo, he would be defeated miserably and would no longer be able to fight back. The only chance was to firmly control the opponent's life gate and prevent him from casting spells.

The Jiang Palace of the Middle Dantian is located in the atrium of the heart and extends in all directions. Most spells are generated from here. Even the mantras recited from the heart have to be transmitted to the palms from here. It is like a military camp, recruiting soldiers from the lower Dantian - the inner elixir contains The magic power draws battle formations from Niwan Palace in Upper Dantian - various magic spells, and the combination of the two forms a powerful fighting force.

Xiaoqiu hit Tian Qianmo's Jianggong with a spell from a distance of ten feet, successfully preventing him from casting the spell. Xiaoqiu never stopped after that. Each move was as fast as the other, and the spells hit the target continuously. After five punches, he was already within easy reach of his opponent. within.

Tian Qianmo was completely knocked unconscious. There were also disciples in the Five Elements Department practicing. The competition was about who could cast spells faster and who could hide more dexterously. The distance between them would usually become farther and farther. No one had ever moved like Mu Xingqiu. Quick, rush forward with all his strength, and never leave Jiang Gong with all his moves.

Waves of numbness in his heart made Tian Qianmo lose his mind. He knew very little about Mu Xingqiu and couldn't figure out how a disciple who had not yet condensed his elixir could "cast a spell" in the air, so he just tried to cast the spell over and over again, and unexpectedly... Forgot that I could still escape.

At first, the onlookers thought that the disciples of the Five Elements Department had another clever trick to stay calm in times of danger. When Xiaoqiu punched Tian Qianmo in the heart, they realized that something was wrong.

"Hide quickly!" Guan Shenyue shouted angrily. The spell was invisible and intangible. Like most people, he had no idea what Tian Qianmo meant by standing still.

"Cast a spell!" Zhou Ping shouted louder, clenching his fists in front of his chest, as if he was the one fighting.

Tian Qianmo panicked. Once the battle progressed unexpectedly, he forgot all the skills he had learned. Instead, like ordinary people, he held his head and fell to avoid it.

Xiaoqiu punched nothing.

This was a great opportunity for Tian Qianmo to turn defeat into victory. Although he was hiding in a panic, as long as he hit his opponent with a single move, he would be able to regain control of the situation. Afterwards, no one would even remember his initial embarrassment.

Xiaoqiu was startled and raised his foot to kick hard. This move was just an instinctive reaction and did not have a mental spell attached to it. Even if he faced a disastrous defeat, he would not give up the slightest possibility of attacking the enemy.

This is the biggest difference between him and Tian Qianmo.

Tian Qianmo's cultivation progress was not very fast, but it was smooth sailing. Like most disciples, he concentrated on thinking. After condensing Qi into pills, he became obsessed with spells when he came into contact with them. He became more and more convinced that body training was useless, so , once the spell is blocked, he suddenly loses all fighting spirit.

A great opportunity was wasted by him.

Guan Shenyue saw some clues, and he lay on the ground and shouted at Tian Qianmo, who was holding his head to protect himself: "Asshole, make a move quickly, can you..."

In just one sentence, Tian Qianmo changed from "can" to "can't".

Xiaoqiu was riding on Tian Qianmo, and pulled him over with her left hand. She aimed her right fist at the heart and punched him hard. Every punch was filled with the power of a spell. After the first punch, Xiaoqiu felt something was wrong. What he hit was not flesh at all, but something hard, like thick pine wood, which made his knuckles hurt.

He doesn't care,

Continue to punch hard.

Zhou Ping also lay down, supporting the ground with one hand and covering his heart with the other. Every time Xiaoqiu punched him, his face twisted, as if he was the one who fell to the ground and was beaten, "Fellow Taoist Tian, ​​hold on, hold on, You are a Ningdan disciple, don’t embarrass the Five Elements Department, don’t just get beaten, fight back.”

Zhou Ping's friends were stunned, and they all ran over. More than ten people knelt on the ground, and they all blushed and tried to encourage Tian Qianmo. The stakes in this battle were too great. They didn't dare to think about what would happen if they lost. , "Fight back, fight back!"

When Daliang Shen Xiuming saw this scene, he threw down his wooden bowl, rushed to the field, raised his fists and shouted, "Beat him, Brother Xiaoqiu, beat him hard - hard - hard!" The voice was louder than anyone else's. .

"Beat him, beat him!" Not only some of the onlookers started to shout, but after a while, everyone shouted excitedly.

Xiao Qiu was merciless, but he could not break through the invisible wooden shell. His fingers and joints were bloody from the beating, but Tian Qianmo seemed to have no idea. He just held his head and tried to avoid it. Raining fists.

My mother grabbed a handful of peanuts from her sleeve, crushed them, threw them up high, opened her mouth to catch them, and never dropped a single pellet. After eating, she always shouted "good", but her eyes were not on anyone, no one I know who this call is for.

The battle was stalemate, and I ate all the peanuts. She walked to the door of the courtyard and bent down to look at the two people entangled together. She looked confused at first, and then burst out laughing, "If the top ten leaders see you fighting like this, they will be angry to death." Tian Qian Mo, where is your new spell? Mu Xingqiu, are you sure about Jiang Gong? The three Dantians of Ningdan disciples are protected by magic. With your current ability, you can fight even to death. Don’t break the gap.”

Yang Qingyin held her stomach and laughed wildly.

Xiaoqiu was stunned for a moment, remembering the lesson she had heard at Yangshen Peak: the upper, middle and lower dantian are the most important places for a practitioner. After condensing the energy into the elixir, it will automatically generate the power of protection. Mortal power cannot break it, only more. Only powerful spells will do.

Yang Qingyin's reminder had no effect on Tian Qianmo. He didn't listen at all. However, it was a revelation to Xiao Qiu, and he hit Tian Qianmo hard on the chin with his next punch.

Blood spurted out, and Xiaoqiu's fist turned even redder.

Tian Qianmo was injured, but he was finally able to cast a spell. A wooden thorn more than a foot long fell from the sky and hit Xiaoqiu directly in the back of the heart! "Watch your back!" Daliang exclaimed.

"Win!" Zhou Ping and others held the snow ball tightly with both hands and shouted their expectations excitedly.

"Okay!" Lin Qingyin showed no stance and clapped her hands, as if she just wanted to watch a bloody and exciting fight, "The technique of wood falling has been used long ago..."

If Tian Qianmo had used "Mu Luo" as his first move, the fight would have been over long ago. This move came from the air and was hard to guard against. Tian Qianmo regarded it as a unique move and never thought of using it on a disciple of Zhiyongsuo. body.

Poof, a wooden thorn falling from the sky hit one of his right arms!

All the sounds stopped suddenly, followed by a scream of "Ah--".

Tian Qianmo looked at his right arm in disbelief, his lips trembling violently.

Xiao Qiu failed to knock Tian Qianmo out with one punch, but he had fought countless times since he was a child. After practicing Bone Forging Fist, he reacted faster Going up to Yang Qingyin, Xiaoqiu even pulled Tian Qianmo when he turned over. If not, this Five Elements Disciple would have been pierced through the chest by his own wooden thorn.

A large amount of blood gushed out from Tian Qianmo's right arm. He looked at it with a ferocious expression, and suddenly jumped up several feet high.

Everyone at the scene was startled, and the Ningdan disciples became angry. Except for Yang Qingyin, who was minding his own business, no one in Zhiyong could stop him. Xiaoqiu looked up, fully alert, as long as the opponent's height dropped a little, He jumped up and continued to fight, but he couldn't let the opponent cast spells.

"Ha!" Zhou Ping pointed at Xiaoqiu excitedly, having a premonition that he was going to be unlucky.

"Ah, ah!" The wooden thorns on his arms had disappeared. Tian Qianmo kept screaming and moved several feet in the air before landing on the roof.

Xiaoqiu's plan was broken. He was able to jump to the roof, but it was too late to stop Tian Qianmo from casting the spell.

What happened next was beyond his and everyone's expectations. Tian Qianmo glanced at Xiaoqiu fiercely, as if he was about to pour out his volcanic anger, but the next moment he turned around and ran away, jumping several feet away in one step. , disappeared impatiently.

Although Tian Qianmo is nearly 20 years old, he has spent nearly ten years at Yangshen Peak and Laozu Peak. For ascetics, ten years is just a blink of an eye. Their strength has increased and their inner elixir has been formed, but their minds have not matured. Xiao Qiu only knows one set of Mei Xin Fist, but in Tian Qianmo's eyes, he is a terrifying disciple with many strange moves.

Yang Qingyin curled her lips and said, "It's boring. You don't dare to fight back after being beaten. How can you be such a coward in the Five Elements Department?" She looked at Xiaoqiu again, "You are quite ruthless, not like a monk at all. Who taught you to be like this?"

"Marquis Meng Yuan." Xiaoqiu stared at Yang Qingyin. His opponent ran away, but his fighting spirit did not disappear. At this time, he was more impulsive than ever.

Yang Qingyin was startled and suddenly said: "There will always be a moment, and this moment will come sooner or later. You will encounter an unexpected sneak attack. At that time, the most powerful spells will not be able to save you in time. You must rely on your flexible body to escape. "Jie."

This is what Meng Yuanhou said on the first day of class at the Jinghu Village Hall, and Yang Qingyin repeated it almost word for word. .com

Xiaoqiu was extremely surprised.

Yang Qingyin threw a small cloth bag over, "It's your stuff." Then she said to Zhou Ping, "One hundred taels of silver, give it to me later." After that, he turned around and went back to the house.

Xiaoqiu opened the bag and took a quick glance. There were daggers, gold souls and other items. He put away the bag, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, and wiped off the blood on his hands.

Daliang's voice trembled, with both joy and panic, "You injured the disciple on the Ancestor Peak."

Xiaoqiu walked towards Zhou Ping's group. More than a dozen people huddled together and stood with their hands down. After waiting for a while, Xiaoqiu didn't say anything, and they all raised their heads in confusion.

"Run." Xiaoqiu spit out one word.

They were stunned and didn't understand why. One of them suddenly understood the meaning of "run" and ran out of the village as fast as he could in his life. The others also woke up and divided into two groups, each running towards the village and outside the village.

"Brother Xiaoqiu..." Daliang looked confused.

Xiaoqiu waited for a while, and with a movement of two to three feet, she caught up with the people running towards the village after a few ups and downs. She punched each person to the ground, then turned around and chased towards the outside of the village, even faster, knocking out several other people. Knock them all down.

Xiaoqiu returned to the original place, but one person did not run away.

Senior Brother Guan Shenyue stood there with a gloomy face, but not much panic. He looked around at the disciples who were watching, and then looked at Xiaoqiu, "From today on, you are Senior Brother."

After saying that, he threw himself heavily to the ground, ready to be beaten or kicked.

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