Chapter 595 "Kindness"

"Ouch..." Yan Xuefeng endured the pain, clapped his hand again, and scattered a large number of yellow talismans, trying to force Xiao Hua to retreat, but Xiao Hua's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he stretched out his left hand, like It was stuck on Yanwei's neck like a fish. Yanwei was shocked and raised his hand to block it, but Xiao Hua's arm seemed to be soft and dangled in front of his eyes. It was very easy to get out of the way, and he couldn't allow it at all. Yan Xuefeng reacted and grabbed Yan Xuefeng's neck with a "pop" sound. Naturally, Yan Xuefeng's protective brilliance blocked Xiao Hua's hand with a ripple, but then, Xiao Hua's actions made others stunned!

"Bah, bang, bang..." Xiao Hua actually raised his fist and beat it on Yan Xuefeng's neck. In his other hand, he also held the tip of the magic spear and stabbed his neck with "puff, puff, puff" again. waist!

"This... what kind of fighting method is this?" Even a well-informed late-stage Jindan monk like Qian Tian was a little stunned. He really couldn't understand it!

"Uncle Zhenqian..." Helplessly, his face turned red, and he said very coquettishly: "This junior disciple... is originally a casual cultivator, and he... his movements... seem to be similar to the martial arts of ordinary people... Somewhat similar!”

"Martial skills? Oh, I have some impressions!" Qian Tian came to his senses: "Isn't it similar to my physical cultivation in the world of cultivation...?"

"Maybe, the disciple doesn't know very well!" He shrank helplessly, feeling ashamed that Xiao Hua actually used the tricks of ordinary people.

Yan Xuefeng must have been beaten dizzy by Xiao Hua and threw out a lot of yellow talismans. But I don’t know where it was thrown. He clearly felt that Xiao Hua was on the left, but after he hit it, Xiao Hua ran to the right again. When he hit the right again, Xiao Hua appeared on top again. In short, Xiao Hua was like a cat teasing a mouse. Do whatever you want around Yan Xuefeng!

There was a crisp sound of "pop"! The sound was extremely soft, but in Yan Xuefeng's ears it was extremely harsh, as if the Optimus Jade Pillar suddenly collapsed. His heart suddenly felt cold!

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

"Bad!" Yan Xuefeng was so horrified that he no longer cared about anything and prepared to activate Professor Zhen Weisheng's secret method! But just as the secret technique was activated, a strong hand grasped his neck, and the force was as strong as a rock, making him feel suffocated. Yan Xuefeng has not experienced this feeling for a long time, but once this feeling appears, he does not hesitate. Xiao Hua only needs to move slightly, and his neck will be easily broken! Like...a weak chick!

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

"Huh!" Zhenjie's face instantly turned pale. He looked at Yan Xuefeng, who was struggling with his hands and feet but could not break free at all. He snorted coldly and turned to leave!

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

Extremely cold, yet extremely excited: "I haven't made a decision yet, is Junior Brother going to leave? Aren't you going to give Senior Brother this face?"

"Haha, where... I just want to ask Wei Sheng how his disciple taught him!" Zhenjie said with a smile: "We obviously have the same cultivation level and almost the same magic power, so why were we defeated by others using rogue methods? This kind of disciple...is dead if he dies, why do you still need to be judged by senior brother?"

"Hmph, take a look, Xiao Hua doesn't seem to have killed anyone!" Qian Tian raised his eyebrows. Signaling Zhenjie to come back.

Zhenjie didn't dare to disobey and glanced at Xunming, who couldn't help but laugh. He was extremely ashamed and angry, but his figure still turned around firmly.

At this time, Xiao Hua's voice came up: "Zhen...Uncle Zhen? Am I the winner?"

That voice was timid. I am excited again, it seems...this victory is really hard-won!

"Uncle Qianshi. You see..." Zhenhongwen certainly wouldn't dare to make the decision without permission once again.

"Grandma, do I still need to rule on this?" Qian Tian laughed and scolded: "Xiao Hua only had to exert force, Yan Xuefeng's neck was broken like a duck, no matter what, Xiao Hua won!"

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

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

"Yes, 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. He pointed his hand and the Spirit Crow Fire Net came back with the Thunder Spirit Gourd and stepped into the fiery red Within the beam of light!

The light beam flashed, Xiao Hua's figure disappeared in the illusion, and the entire illusion was restored to red and blue!

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

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 view of life and death. When Xiao Hua stepped out of the small door, sure enough, Qian Diheng and others were already waiting. Beside.

"Plop" Xiao Hua shook his hand and threw Yan Xuefeng to the ground. Yan Xuefeng seemed to have lost his strength and did not stand up for a while.

Others did not dare to say anything, but Qian Diheng had already stepped forward, glanced at Yan Xuefeng, and said very strangely: "Junior brother Xiao, this... is not wrong! You have already gone to Jinglei Ping, and you still don't want his life? "

"Why do you want to take Junior Brother Yan's life?" Xiao Hua said calmly and righteously: "Junior Brother Yan wanted to compete with me, but he didn't even want to go to Jinglei Ping. Moreover, we all This is a disciple of Zhenlei Palace. There is no grudge, so why should we live or die?"

Then he looked at Qian Tian and said with a smile: "Besides, Master Qian has a bet, I really don't want to live or die!"

"No way?" Qian Diheng was stunned: "When have you ever been so kind?"

"Pindao has always been kind-hearted, but you didn't realize it!" Xiao Hua said with a smile. That is, because of him, three of Zhenjie's direct disciples have died in Yanleiling. If he kills Zhenweisheng's disciples in person, do he still want to practice in Yuleizong? Didn’t he attract Yanleiling’s attention? By extension, what if it is noticed by Qian Lei Palace or other teachers? Xiao Hua still disdained to do such things that were harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself, just for the sake of temporary pleasure.

"Great kindness!" Qian Tian smiled, handed the Prajna Heavy Sword and the Jade Jue to Xiao Hua and said: "I never thought that you could actually let Yan Xuefeng's life go. Yes, such a generous monk has such a His methods are comparable to those of your senior brother! Hahaha, what can I do if I don’t build a foundation?”

After saying these words of praise and blame, Qian Tian didn't say another word, turned around and left, while Qian Diheng scratched his head, winked at Xiao Hua, and followed quickly, watching the two of them go away. Their body shape and walking pace are exactly the same!