Lord God Xiaoyao

It's Monday again, and I will ask for more recommendation votes, and I will recover more and more tomorrow.

do not forget!

I am still a child!

This year is only ten years old.

Yang Qifeng looked at Zeng Shushu with pure innocence and tilted his head, then looked at Lu Xueqi who was aside.

At this moment, Lu Xueqi's sharp eyes fell on Zeng Shushu, and Yang Qifeng was successfully ignored. This is the advantage of age.

Just like on a bus, an eight-year-old child stretched out a salty pig's hand. The beauty in front of him would definitely not think that the child did it when she turned her head.

"Feng Huifeng Zeng Shushu!" Lu Xueqi frowned slightly, she had already recognized who the person in front of her was.

There are hundreds of disciples in Qingyun's line, but there are only a few who are truly core young disciples, that is, only a few dozen.

They are all candidates for the next successor of the Qimai, such as Qi Hao of Long Shoufeng, Feng Huifeng Zeng Shushu, and Qingyun disciples, even if they are not familiar with each other, they will never have heard of each other. The general impression is still there.

There are too many ways to judge. Although the seven channels are all practicing Taiji Xuanqing Dao, they can be divided into seven channels. Now they are slightly different. Zeng Shushu's temperament can be called an inferior version of Zeng Shuchang.

Yang Qifeng could recognize him at a glance, but how could Lu Xueqi fail to recognize him.

Zeng Shushu stared at Yang Qifeng in astonishment. His eyes were completely surprised. He hadn't reacted at all at this moment. He was a rookie who had never experienced wind and rain. Where could there be Yang Qifeng's quick reaction? He was not a fool and said:

"Big Brother, isn't your surname Wang?"

"Yes, this senior sister, you have admitted to the wrong person," Zeng Shushu reacted, he denied it.

"Let's go!" Zeng Shushu pulled Yang Qifeng in his hand.

"Whoever it is? Xiaozhufeng is not for outsiders to come," Lu Xueqi's eyes were like swords, staring sharply at Zeng Shushu, the long sword in his hand was bright and bright, and the waves kept flowing on it.

A sword swung out like a dazzling meteor. She acted brazenly, obviously she was extremely angry.

The long sword light flowed and intercepted in front of Zeng Shushu. Between the ups and downs, Zeng Shushu was already forced and unable to leave. When it comes to the strength of the two, Lu Xueqi is naturally better, plus the burden of Zeng Shushu and Yang Qifeng.

Since then, it is not that you can't escape by peeping. He is here to brush up his impression. After knowing that he was going to Xiaozhufeng, Yang Qifeng came with his purpose in his arms.

"Slow!" Zeng Shushu shouted,

He is the one who does not see rabbits or scatter eagles. If he has no purpose, he would not come to the platform to watch the platform like Zeng Shushu.

"We are both Qingyun disciples, especially this matter is not beautiful because the disciples' private fights are spreading. It is better for us to use swords to talk about heroes. If we win, we will leave, and if we lose, we will leave at your disposal.

"My younger brother is born with a sword bone. Although he has never practiced, it must be my younger brother who wins the contest between moves."

Zeng Shushu suddenly followed Yang Qifeng's words and kept talking.

Of course, it is impossible for Zeng Shushu to say this, but Yang Qifeng asked Zeng Shushu to say it.

"Okay, I want to see what he is capable of?" Lu Xueqi's slender hand paused, the long sword that radiated light stopped abruptly, and her beautiful eyes moved to Yang Qifeng.

The words are very successful. To deal with such a person with a certain inner spirit, saying that she is inferior to you will naturally irritate her and follow the routine of the domineering president to fall in love with me. The next step is to be prestigious.

Hit the opponent's arrogance fiercely, and let her feel the frustration in the place where the other party thinks is the strongest, so that she will remember you in her heart.

This first step, no matter what the impression is, as long as you cross this step, this is a good start.

You will leave a deep impression in the heart of the other party, the future outcome depends on the future means, and the idea flashes in Yang Qifeng's heart.

This aspect of talent points has not been full, this is his weakness, and now Yang Qifeng is trying to exercise his weakness.

As a reincarnation, one cannot say that he is perfect, but he cannot leave very obvious defects.

"My younger brother doesn't know how to cultivate, he just competes in moves and can't use his power," Zeng Shushu specifically exhorted.

"Don't worry, I don't take advantage of anyone!" The long sword swung down, and a branch was turned into two pieces. A simple sword has produced two wooden swords.

Yang Qifeng picked up a branch on the ground, held it in his hand and waved it briefly. It was light and light, but it was enough.

He has used the sword to prove the immortal Dao, just like a college student, even if the opponent is talented, but he is not very old, at most the level of a primary school student.

Win is sure to win, but there are skills to win, how to win in the end.

Yang Qifeng looked around and saw the watcher who had been hidden in the dark. He showed him how to win, and he couldn't show too strong kendo.

"Big sister, let's do it, otherwise you won't have a chance. I don't know much about kendo, but I have an innate ability, that is, fast!"

"You first!" The cold voice came out, not beyond Yang Qifeng's expectations.

A gentleman can deceive him. He gains the right to take the lead depending on his age. This is a very common thing. Who would regard him as a threat to a child like him with an innocent face and tender face.

"Big sister, you lost!" As Yang Qifeng's words sounded, a branch in his hand had lightly touched the white clothes.

"It's a fast sword. It has no mana fluctuations. It is an ordinary sword." Zeng Shushu looked surprised. He looked at Yang Qifeng with horror, and continued preaching involuntarily:

"If Junior Brother, you practice Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, and after you have developed your mana, who can resist this sword world, I really don't know why the master does not allow you to practice,"

Speaking of this, Zeng Shushu reacted, knowing that he had said too much, and he pulled Yang Qifeng quickly and left.

Lu Xueqi allowed the two to leave, she was still surprised at that sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~ she was defeated by a child, or a fiasco. She hadn't even reacted to it, and the branch had touched him. If the sword has penetrated her body.

After a long time, Lu Xueqi put away the long sword and inserted it into the scabbard. She left the observation platform indifferently like frost and went straight to the residence of Master Shuiyue.

"What's wrong with Xueqi?" Master Shuiyue looked at Lu Xueqi, who had a slightly wrong attitude, and asked and preached with more care.

"Master knows that there is a boy in Qingyunmen who is proficient in kendo?"

"No, it should be the boy whose head does not allow cultivation?"

"No!" Master Shuiyue spoke.

"Yes!" Lu Xueqi spit out a word with her Zhu lips wriggling.

"I've seen it!" She added three words after being silent for a while.

"How can he leave Longshoufeng and come to my Xiaozhufeng, what the **** is the head brother doing?"