Flower Master in the City

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The rain was like an arrow, three feet into the ground. ..org

The blue-blue light is like a flame, and it ignites when it touches it.

Xia Leng remembered Kong Qingsong's white bone rain waterfall just now, which was like a pear blossom needle in a torrential rain, but this monk's blue and blue rain was even more terrifying.

And be fast, otherwise, as soon as the light rain gets on it, the body will definitely be pierced directly, and then it will be burned to the bone.

"Don't run away, you can't escape."

The monk Qinglian floated in the air and said as if talking to himself: "As long as the rain doesn't stop, the poor monk can keep firing this kind of sharp edge, and how long can you escape?"

Xia Leng jumped several dozen feet away, barely avoiding the monk's light and rain, and after winning a few seconds, he was thinking about how to approach the opponent's body. He didn't have the means of long-range attack yet.

"Donor Leng, then this."

At this time, the little novice rain came out of nowhere and threw something at Xia Leng from a distance.

Xia Leng took a look and found that it was an umbrella, or an oil-paper umbrella that was more practical than practical. Not all rain can be covered with an umbrella.

However, he didn't think that the little monk Yu Lai would condemn him at this time. Although he was full of doubts, he still opened the umbrella. At this time, the blue-blue rain of monk Qing Lian also approached.

"Crack! Crack!"

The raindrops hit the umbrella surface, making a sound like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate. The strange thing is that the umbrella didn't break.

The blue-blue light that can penetrate the ground three or four feet can't break this small oil-paper umbrella.

Xia Leng thought to himself: It seems that this little novice Yulai is not a simple character, and he has been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Hmph, it's not easy for you to practice, I didn't want to hurt your life, but unfortunately you came to hinder the poor monk's affairs."

The monk Qinglian also saw the little novice rain coming, and a cold light shot at him.

"stop!"

Xia Leng shouted violently and flew to the front of Xiao Sha Miyu, blocking the cold light.

Xia Leng glared at Monk Qinglian angrily: "He's still a child!"

"In front of him, I'm afraid you are a child!"

The monk Qinglian said with contempt: "Who do you think this little novice is? He was transformed by the rain girl thousands of years ago, and he stayed in this temple to seek revenge for the Kong family.  …org"

Xiao Sha Miyulai looked confused: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"The poor monk will help you save the Kong family. If you are not grateful, you are still in the way."

Qinglian monk's expression was stagnant, and he suddenly said angrily: "Forget it, the poor monk has other important things to do and can't stay here for a long time. Today, let's open your eyes and let this Feilai Temple become a lake from now on."

After all, the monk Qinglian swept up into the sky.

Xia Leng handed the little novice Yulai to Ji Jiu, and told them: "Let's leave Feilai Temple quickly, and run as far as you want."

"Sir, what about you?"

Xiao Xiuer said with some worry.

"Of course I'll beat that idiot."

Xia Leng's temper at this time showed a hint of summer, "Running is not my style."

Xiao Xiuer wanted to say something else, Ji Jiu hugged the little novice in one hand and grabbed her wrist with the other hand, forcibly dragging her away.

Feng Tianling was very well-behaved and left with Ji Jiu very cooperatively, but before leaving, she gave Xia Leng a delicate and small bell.

Xia Leng couldn't think about it, pinned the bell to his waist, borrowed a force from the rockery, and immediately rose into the air, flying towards Monk Qinglian.

In mid-air, Monk Qinglian raised his hand high, condensing a huge azure-blue light sphere, one-third the size of Feilai Temple, and it was constantly expanding.

"Fan Qinglian, eat my punch!"

Xia Leng rushed into the sky and shouted angrily.

Qinglian monk's eyes were full of disdain, and he said lightly: "Individual martial arts, in front of supernatural powers and magic, are just a trick.

And magical powers, in front of the magical treasures of heaven, are no more than the brilliance of fireflies. Since you want to compete with poor monks, try to see if you can take this light. "

"go!"

Qinglian monk suddenly smashed the huge ball of light with both hands high towards Xia Leng.

Xia Leng did not evade, squeezed his fist and rushed into the ball of light. The endless blue-blue light was mixed with countless raindrops, instantly penetrating his body and penetrating through his internal organs and limbs. .

For a moment, Xia Leng felt as if he was really broken into pieces, every inch of his skin was penetrated by light, and every drop of rain also seeped into his skin.

However, Xia Leng did not die and did not stop moving forward.

His fists were still clenched, and his body was still rushing upwards.

"Get down!"

Xia Leng still rushed out of the blue-blue ball of light and came straight to the eyes of the monk Qinglian. In his extremely astonished eyes, he punched him and hit his face heavily! Monk Qinglian was like an arrow, knocking down several attics and smashing into the ground heavily.

The blue-blue light ball in mid-air also exploded abruptly, emitting a dazzling dazzling light, making the night in Beiyun County as bright as day. Countless people who were already asleep were awakened by the white light, and got up and pushed the window to watch. , not sure what happened.

after a few seconds

, Xia Leng fell back to the ground, his feet softened as soon as they touched the ground, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Those blue-blue rays of light did damage him just now. He now feels that all his internal organs are burning, and his dantian qi sea seems to have been shattered. The cultivation base seems to be abolished.

"Okay, you're fine."

Among the rubble, the monk Qinglian climbed out, no smile on his face, and lost his calm bearing, only a ferocious expression remained: "Since the poor monk has practiced, he has never been so insulted, are you? First and last!"

"That can only mean that you lacked social beatings in the past. I have taught you a lesson. Remember to pay tuition."

Xia Leng lay on the ground and couldn't move, but his mouth became a lot sharper, which was a little bit different from the image that he didn't like words before.

The monk Qinglian laughed in anger, and took out a glass of long sword with brilliance like water from the void: "This sword is called Qichi Shenguang, it is my saber in the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, it is a superb instrument, you To die in this swordsman, you are lucky in your three lives.

No, you are lucky in this life, because after being beheaded by this sword, you will not enter reincarnation, and you will also die in your previous life, and your soul will be imprisoned in the divine light of this sword, and will be tortured forever and ever, unable to escape. "

With that said, monk Qinglian walked slowly to Xia Leng, raised his sword against his chest, and muttered, "The poor monk originally admired you and wanted to give you a chance to enter the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, but unfortunately you don't know how to praise you. You still want to resist me."

"Lift?"

Xia Leng chuckled lightly, "Don't do this, I'm afraid your fight is not a good idea. Do you really think others are as stupid as you?"

"Tsk tsk, what a pity."

Monk Qinglian really appreciates Xia Leng very much, both in terms of aptitude and personality. His original purpose was to bring Xia Leng to the Immortal Cultivation Alliance, and then use it as a spare body when he was robbed. Unfortunately, this person has free will It was too strong, and he shot at him again, so he couldn't stay any longer.

"It's a pity for your sister, it's a pity for you, and your whole family is a pity."

At this time, a woman's scolding sounded from the side, mixed with swear words from time to time.

Monk Qinglian looked puzzled, and he couldn't help but move his eyes following the sound, but saw a circle of light appearing not far from him, and after a while, a woman in a purple dress, beautiful as a fairy, but full of anger came out. .

As soon as the woman in the purple skirt came out, she threw out a long whip and hit the monk Qinglian in the face.

"Snapped!"

Monk Qinglian found that he couldn't dodge, so he could only take this whip abruptly, and his entire face was almost smashed to pieces. Before he could react, he received hundreds of whips on his body like a storm. .

"Okay, Meier, stop playing."

A more beautiful woman walked out of the aperture, but her expression was still calm and calm, she stepped forward to help Xia Leng, fed him some pills, and asked with concern, "Are you alright."

Xia Leng is a little strange: "Aunt Mu, Aunt Meier, why are you here?"

These two women are naturally Mu Han and Meier.

"The natal talisman on your body is sending out a warning, of course we are coming."

Mu Han observed Xia Leng, and frowned slightly: "Dantian Qi Sea is a little damaged, it seems that it needs to be healed properly, come back to Yu Xianzong with me."

When Meier heard that Xia Leng's dantian qi sea was damaged, she became even more angry, and the whip in her hand became more and more fierce.

"Go back again?"

Xia Leng couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Aunt Mu, I'll be in and out of seven when I go back. I don't have anything to do, so I won't go back."

Mu Han asked, "How about going back to Immortal Island?"

"I can't go back anymore."

Xia Leng shook his head hurriedly.

Mu Han said with a bit of distress: "Or we are too cruel, you are obviously still young, let you go out to the world alone, if your mother finds out that you are like this, you must not be distressed to death."

"She is distressed and distressed, but she will still let me go out."

Xia Leng knew his mother's personality very well, "Xia Xia and a cold son, how could it be so useless."

Mu Han saw Xia Leng's unique stubbornness from Xia Leng, and knew that it was useless to force him, but still couldn't help asking: "You really won't go back?"

Xia Leng shook his head firmly.

"Forget it, it's up to you."

Mu Han took out some medicinal pills and spiritual liquid, and put them in a bag: "These are wound medicines and spiritual medicines. As long as you finish taking them and take some time to recuperate, you will basically be fine."

"Thank you Aunt Mu."

Xia Leng regained some strength, sat up, and took the bag.

Mu Han was quite relieved, and added: "You don't thank you Aunt Mei, be careful she's angry."

"Thank you, Aunt Meier."

Xia Leng thanked the angry Meier again, and reminded: "However, Aunt Mei, don't hit him again, he will become a muddy mess if you hit him again."

Mei'er took the whip angrily, and the wrathful monk Qinglian said, "It's cheap for you."

"Mu Han, Aunt Meier, this monk is not simple, he is a member of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance."

Xia Leng whispered to Mu Han and Meier.

Meier's face changed greatly when she heard the "Xianxian Alliance" four.

Mu Han frowned, and immediately raised his hand to emit a few cold lights, sealing the whole monk Qinglian.

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