Legend of the Cultivation God

Chapter 595 "Compassion"

"Ouch..." Yan Xuefeng endured the pain, and slapped his hand again, throwing out a large handful of yellow talismans, wanting to force Xiao Hua to retreat, but a stern look flashed in Xiao Hua's eyes, and he stretched out his left hand, as if Strictly Wei's neck was stuck like catching a fish, Strictly Wei was shocked, he swung his hand up to try to block it, but Xiao Hua's arm was as soft as it flashed in front of his eyes, it was very easy to get out of the way, it was not tolerated at all Yan Xuefeng reacted, and with a "snap" he grabbed Yan Xuefeng's neck. Naturally, Yan Xuefeng's protective brilliance blocked Xiao Hua's hand with a single ripple, but immediately after, Xiao Hua's actions left others stunned!

"Pa pa pa pa...." Xiao Hua actually raised his fist, and punched Yan Xuefeng's neck, while his other hand also held the tip of the magic spear and stabbed at Yan Xuefeng again and again. his waist!

"This... what is this style of play?" Even a well-informed late Jindan cultivator like Qian Tian was a little dazed, he really couldn't understand it!

"Uncle Gengan..." Helplessly, his face was a little red, and he said very coyly: "The disciple of the younger generation...is originally a casual cultivator, his...his movements...seem to be similar to the martial arts among ordinary people... Somewhat similar!"

"Martial arts? Oh, the old man has some impressions!" Qian Tian came to his senses: "Is it similar to my physical training in the cultivation world?"

"Maybe, the disciple doesn't know very well!" Helplessly shrinking his neck, he was very ashamed that Xiao Hua actually took out the tricks of the worldly people.

Yan Xuefeng should have been dizzy from being beaten by Xiao Hua, and threw out a lot of yellow talismans. But I don't know where to throw it. He clearly felt that Xiao Hua was on the left, but after he hit it, Xiao Hua ran to the right again, and when he hit the right again, Xiao Hua appeared on it again. In short, Xiao Hua was like a cat playing with a mouse, Do whatever you want around Yan Xuefeng!

There was a crisp sound of "pop"! The sound was extremely soft, but it was extremely ear-piercing to Yan Xuefeng's ears, as if the jade pillar of the sky suddenly collapsed. His heart suddenly became cold!

This was the sound of Yan Xuefeng's magic weapon being broken!

"Bad!" Yan Xuefeng was horrified and no longer desperate, ready to activate the secret technique taught by Zhen Weisheng! But just when the secret method was activated, a powerful hand grabbed his neck, and the strength like a rock suddenly made him feel suffocated. This feeling Yan Xuefeng has not experienced for a long time, but once this feeling appeared, he did not hesitate, Xiao Hua only needs to move slightly, and his neck will be easily broken! Like... a weak chicken!

"Senior Brother Xiao, please forgive me..." Fear came as expected, and Yan Xuefeng was not allowed to hesitate at all!

"Hmph!" Zhenjie's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes looked at Yan Xuefeng who was struggling with his hands and feet, but he couldn't break free at all, he snorted coldly, turned around and wanted to leave!

"Junior Brother Zhen?" Gan Tian's voice came.

Extremely cold, yet extremely excited: "The old man hasn't made a verdict yet, is the younger brother going to leave? Don't you want to give the elder brother this face?"

"Hehe, where... Pindao just wanted to ask Weisheng how his disciple taught him!" Zhenjie laughed apologetically, "Obviously the cultivation level is the same, and the magic power is similar, how could he be defeated by someone using rogue methods? This kind of disciple...is dead when he dies, so do you still need to be judged by senior brother?"

"Huh, you should take a look, Xiao Hua doesn't seem to be killing!" Qian Tian raised his eyebrows. Signal Zhenjie to come back.

Zhenjie didn't dare to disobey, and took a look, Zuo Jin couldn't help laughing at Xun Ming, who was extremely ashamed and angry, but his figure still turned around firmly.

At this time Xiao Hua's voice came up: "Zhen... Uncle Zhen? Is it my victory?"

That voice was timid. Excited again, it seems... this victory really didn't come easily!

"Uncle Qian. Look..." One day again, Zhen Hongwen certainly didn't dare to make decisions without authorization.

"F*ck, is this still an old man's decision?" Gan Tian laughed and scolded: "Xiao Hua only needs to use his strength, and Yan Xuefeng's neck is twisted like a duck all the time. After all, Xiao Hua won!"

"Yes, disciple understands!" Zhen Hongwen said quickly.

Afterwards, Zhen Hongwen waved his hand, and a red beam of light emerged from the illusion, and said: "Xiao Hua, you have already won, just take Yan Xuefeng into the beam of light!"

"Yes, the disciple understands!" Xiao Hua was afraid of changes and did not dare to be careless. He still carried Yan Xuefeng, just like a real duck, and pointed his finger. Within the beam of light!

With a flash of the beam of light, Xiao Hua's figure disappeared in the illusion, and the entire illusion was restored to red and blue!

"Uncle Gan, Uncle Zhen, Uncle Xun, please..." Zhen Hongwen said with a smile.

Let's say that Xiao Hua's eyes darkened, and there was another burst of teleportation pressure. An oval door appeared in front of him. Xiao Hua understood that this was the previous concept of life and death. Beside.

"Plop..." Xiao Hua shook his hand, and threw Yan Xuefeng to the ground, but Yan Xuefeng seemed to have no strength, and he didn't stand up for a while.

Others didn't dare to say more, but Gan Diheng stepped forward a long time ago, glanced at Yan Xuefeng, and said very strangely: "Junior brother Xiao, this...isn't it wrong! They are all on Jingleiping, why don't you want his life? "

"Why do you want Junior Brother Yan's life?" Xiao Hua was very peaceful, and said righteously: "Junior Brother Yan was going to compete with my younger brother, and he didn't even want to go to Jingleiping. But this is a disciple of Zhenlei Palace, there is no grievance, why should we divide life and death?"

Then he looked at Qian Tian again, and said with a smile: "Besides, Master Qian still has a bet, my little brother really has the heart of life and death!"

"No way?" Gan Diheng was stunned: "When were you so kind?"

"Pindao has always been kind, but you didn't realize that's all!" Xiao Hua said with a smile. That's because of him, Yan Leiling had already lost three of Zhenjie's direct disciples, and if he killed Zhen Weisheng's disciples face to face, would he still want to practice in Yu Leizong? Didn't he attract Yan Leiling's attention? By extension, what if Qianlei Palace or other teachers pay attention? Xiao Hua still doesn't bother to do such things that harm others and benefit oneself, and are only for temporary pleasure.

"Great kindness!" Qian Tian smiled, handed the Prajna heavy sword and the jade ring to Xiao Hua and said: "I never thought that you would let Yan Xuefeng's life go, yes, such a magnanimous monk has such The method is comparable to what your elder brother has! Hahaha, what if you don’t build a foundation?”

After saying this sentence that he didn't know how to appreciate or criticize, Qian Tian didn't say another word, turned around and left, while Gan Diheng scratched his head, gave Xiao Hua a wink, and he also hurriedly followed, watching the two go away The body shape and walking steps are exactly the same!

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