Chapter 1494 [Sword Competition]

1494

Xiao Mohui's face turned pale, and he felt a little astonished.

He came with a group of elders, and Xiao Mengyue actually started to sarcasticly mock Xiao Qiufeng before entering the room to serve tea?

It stands to reason that even if Xiao Mengyue thinks so in his heart, it should be considered for Xiao Mengyu's sake and suppressed. After all, Xiao Qiufeng is still young, and if he has not made much progress after the age of fifty, it is not too bad to talk about sending other clan members to replace him. .

For a moment, Xiao Mohui's mouth trembled in embarrassment, his face flushed, he didn't know what to say.

On the other hand, Xiao Mozheng explained kindly: "Second Uncle, after all, Qiufeng is still young, it is a bit slow to break through to the middle stage of Lihuo, but cultivation does not mean everything."

Xiao Mohui looked at his younger brother in surprise, he didn't expect Xiao Mozheng to speak for him, but he continued, "Yes, Second Uncle, please take care of me, I will go back this time Let Qiufeng practice hard."

Xiao Mengyue snorted softly, and pointed to a group of young Xiao family children behind him, "Look, among my descendants, five of them have entered the Sanyang True Fire Stage before the age of fifty, and have entered the career stage. There is one in the fire period, and two in the sunflower period. Is it possible that your son's resources are not as good as those of my descendants? Don't you think it's embarrassing for my Xiao family?"

"Second Uncle, I know that you have high morals and high prestige, I am not up to date, but please be more patient, I believe that the autumn wind will not let you down," Xiao Mohui could only bite the bullet and said.

Xiao Mengyue said disdainfully: "It's been at least thirty years since I gave this kid. Even if he's not good at cultivation, he must have something brilliant, so that we old fellows can be reassured. Could it be that you can change us by just talking about it?" The current situation of the Xiao family's weak strength?

It's all right if you don't come today, you came and let me see that this kid hasn't made any progress. For the sake of the overall situation of the Xiao family, it seems that I have to go with a few other brothers to talk to the eldest brother whether he should be a collateral His son replaced him. "

Xiao Mo regretted hearing this, his face turned ashen, but he couldn't refute anything.

In fact, if Xiao Qiufeng hadn't failed to live up to expectations, he wouldn't have needed to lower his status as the uncle of his family to visit one by one and give away so many panacea.

Unexpectedly, such efforts to detour, still failed to stop the side line to intervene in the situation.

Yang Chen was depressed for a while, what kind of mess did Xiao Qiufeng leave behind, and pretending to be him, he still happened to run into the Xiao family who was a descendant of him and prepared to make trouble, just don't affect his plan to save Suxin.

At this time, Xiao Mozheng suddenly interjected: "Second Uncle, although Qiu Feng's cultivation level is not high, his aptitude is definitely not bad, it may just be that he was more playful in the past. Qiu Feng has used swords since he was a child. I think his sword skills are not bad. As usual, how about Second Uncle sending a young boy to compete with Qiu Feng, if Qiu Feng can win purely with swordsmanship, then give Qiu Feng a chance?"

"Second brother, you..." Xiao Mo regretted anxiously, competing in swordsmanship? Although Xiao Qiufeng used the sword, he was lazy in his cultivation. How could his swordsmanship be so good?

Xiao Mozheng comforted him with a helpless face: "Brother, there is nothing we can do about it, Second Uncle doesn't believe in Qiufeng's qualifications, we have to prove it to Second Uncle.

Qiufeng's cultivation is not as good as any of the descendants of the collateral Xiao family here, except for swordsmanship, there is nothing else to compare with. "

Xiao Mohui's face turned red and then pale, he was choked and speechless.

Yang Chen thought to himself, what is Xiao Mo's idea? An idiot can guess that if he is really Xiao Qiufeng, then anyone who hits here will have to lose, right? Xiao Qiufeng has a fart qualification?

It stands to reason that Xiao Mozheng is Xiao Mohui's younger brother. Xiao Qiufeng's defeat will discredit Xiao Mohui's face and put more pressure on Xiao Mengyu. It will not be good for Xiao Mozheng, right?

I couldn't figure it out for a while, so Yang Chen could only give up for now.

Xiao Mengyue's slightly wrinkled face showed a look of suppressed impatience, "Well, since Mo Zheng is begging for your nephew like this, I'll see how this kid is good at swordsmanship.

Swordsman, the ancestor of all kinds of weapons. Among the ancient immortals, only the sword immortal dominates. A monk who is good at swordsmanship must have the same aptitude, but he can test one, two, three. "

After saying that, Xiao Mengyue stretched out his hand and pointed to a collateral child of the Xiao family who was closer to him.

This young man looked very young, with fair skin, thin lips and handsome eyebrows, short hair, quite vigorous, and a flying sword on his back.

"This is the third son of my family, Xiao Yangxu. This year he is five years younger than Qiufeng, but he has reached the early stage of Kuishui. He is the most competitive among my descendants. He is good at controlling swordsmanship. Let him compete with Qiufeng. ", Xiao Mengyue said.

"Second Uncle, Yang Xu is in the early stage of Kuishui, but it's not right for Shang Qiufeng to be in the middle stage of Lihuo," Xiao Mozheng said in favor.

"It's okay, I will control the true energy in the middle stage of Lihuo, and I will definitely not hurt brother Qiufeng." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Xiao Yangxu's mouth.

Xiao Mogui frowned deeply. This young man is like a sharp arrow that has not been unsheathed. He has a sword aura all over his body. He is obviously a genius of swordsmanship. Compared with such a person, his son is really like a piece of shit generally!

But, I only have this one son, if he fails miserably, there will be a big problem for the succession of my lineage!

There is no way to retreat, what should I do? !

"Brother, Qiufeng will have to face this matter sooner or later, you just let Qiufeng do it." Xiao Mozheng patted his elder brother on the shoulder.

From Yang Chen's point of view, this scene is undoubtedly hypocritical. Wasn't it Xiao Mozheng who made it to this point?

If Yang Chen believed that Xiao Mozheng came to visit here by chance, he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

"Since Qiufeng wants to be the head of the family in the future, he must have the ability to overwhelm other heroes, just like the elder brother, who has always been higher than us brothers, so we are convinced.

I don't expect Qiufeng to catch up with my descendants in a short time, as long as he can perform ten tricks in the hands of my family Yang Xu with the same cultivation level, I will not mention the matter of replacing the heir." Xiao Mengyue said proudly.

Xiao Mo felt helpless, if he retreated now, then Xiao Qiufeng would really not be qualified to take over as Patriarch in the future.

Ten tricks... I hope that with better luck, this kid can make it through.

Fighting against the odds, Xiao Mohui patted Yang Chen's shoulder, and said, "Qiufeng, concentrate, don't be nervous, let's have a good discussion with Yang Xu."

Yang Chen immediately imitated Xiao Qiufeng's useless appearance very vividly, and said with a bitter face: "Father... this... Yang Xu is in the sunflower season..."

"You bastard! Knowing that his cultivation level is higher than yours, you can't practice hard! He will be suppressed until the middle stage of Lihuo, what are you afraid of! Just use swordsmanship to deal with it!" Xiao Mohui was so angry that he wanted to slap his son.

A group of Xiao family children from the second uncle's family also cast contemptuous looks.

Xiao Mozheng and Xiao Mengyue looked at each other, and there was an imperceptible smile in their eyes.

"Today, many elders from my family are here too. Yang Xu, you are not allowed to release water. Qiufeng, you should go all out. I think the elders should treat them fairly," Xiao Mengyue said loudly.

A group of elders who came with Xiao Mohui naturally agreed one by one. They also knew that Xiao Qiufeng had almost no chance to take over the position of Patriarch, but they didn't expect that someone could not wait to start making trouble so soon.

"Brother Qiufeng, please." Xiao Yangxu's eyes were full of contempt, but his gesture was very respectful.

Yang Chen pretended to be very scared, imitating the role of Xiao Qiufeng to the bone marrow, but he secretly had fun in his heart, this acting is really an art.

When everyone saw "Xiao Qiufeng" stepping onto the martial arts arena, they cringed, shook their heads and sighed.

Xiao Yangxu raised his head and chest high, and a long sword of Qiuhong flew out from behind his back. The sword light shone in mid-air, and the sword energy surged, showing its sharpness.

"Brother Qiufeng, my flying kite is just a middle-grade flying sword, only sharp and fast. I heard that my elder brother has a middle-grade flying sword, the wood spirit, which can gather the spiritual energy of wood and has both offensive and defensive capabilities. Please take out the sword and let me open it." Open your eyes." Xiao Yangxu yelled these words, which was tantamount to telling everyone that he not only lowered his cultivation, but also his flying sword was not as good as Yang Chen's.

Only then did Yang Chen know that the sword was called Wood Spirit, and he hadn't used it yet, but it didn't matter, he took it out from the interspatial ring, put on a few flower stands in a pretentious manner, and waved it a few times like a Tai Chi sword, in fact, it just confuses everyone. It looks nondescript.

"What kind of sword technique is this? Could it be that he is going to fight with Yang Xu's sword control technique with a flying sword in his hand?"

Some people murmured, while others suppressed their laughter in a "chichi" manner, preparing to see the young master of the Xiao family make a fool of himself.