Chapter 1619: Cruel Santa

1619 Cruel Santa
After a while, half of the round of 16 has passed.
Those who participated in the fifth round also made Li Fan look forward to it.
The sage of the cult, against the head of Kunlun!
"This woman, who claims to be the only saint who teaches me, has a mysterious identity. Even the organizing committee of our game does not know her identity."
The host looked at the masked maiden and expressed very regret, "I'm sorry we can only provide this information, because the tradition of the martial arts convention is to respect the privacy of each contestant. If the other party is unwilling to disclose their identity, we I can only accept it. "
This kind of thing, it is estimated that only the martial arts conference held in conjunction with the rivers and lakes will appear.
"The player who is playing against her is the head of Kunlun, one of the six major schools in China, Miaochen!"
The host finally has something to introduce, "Miao Chen is thirty-nine years old this year, and his Kunlun leader is a famous Chinese school. The Kunlun school is located in Kunlun Mountain, Qinghai, and is also a god-like holy place. If you have the opportunity to go to Kunlun Mountain Friends, you might as well go to Kunlun to have a look. They all say that Kunlun is a god. Although I have never seen a god, this wonderful head is somewhat immortal. "
Miao Chen stood in front of the saint. The so-called fairy-like head was not very good-looking.
"The scum of the devil, everyone in the rivers and lakes, everyone wins it! As a sage of the devil, you dare to appear, it's really brave."
"Bull nose, you can't fool me."
The maiden put one hand on her willow waist, and the other hand played with a sword. Seeing this sword, Li Fan tightened his eyes. Four Elephant Swords! Good guy, his good brother, it really lent the sword to the maiden. It seems that this time, the reward for the leader is also bound to be obtained!
The maiden's voice was enchanting, with a little charming, as if the nine-tailed fox was reborn. Her pair of spring-like eyes looked at the opposite dust and provoked, "The rules of the contest, the grievances of the rivers and lakes, are all settled on the ring. Why, cow nose, do you want to ignore the rules set by Tianwu Pavilion, and take your Disciples and grandchildren, can't you get rid of me here? "
"Humph!"
Miaochen swept the dust, "Don't be mad, the poor will be able to bear fruit for you."
This Kunlun Mountain is also a martial art sect of Taoism. Every head will become a monk, but he also does wine and meat priests and romantic priests. This Miao Chen looks serious, but in fact, his wives and concubines are in groups, and they never follow any Taoist rules. On weekdays, although Miao Chen does not love words, she also shows jealousy and enmity in the treatment of demons.
"Last time at Qixia Villa, I also felt that Miao Chen was quite low-key."
Li Fan knocked on Erlang's legs and looked at Miaochen on the ring. "I saw today, it turned out to be a master who likes to squeeze soft persimmons."
"Do you think your aunt is like a soft persimmon, so bullying?"
The maiden also saw Miaochen's thoughts, "If you want to win over me, first try the Sixiang Sword in your aunt's hand!"
"This sword really is in your hands!"
Miaochen saw the sword in her eyes, and a greedy flashed in her eyes, "Li Fan, the little bully then lost this sword, and now let the poor take it back!"
"Just try it."
The maid sneered, and as the game began, she waved her hand directly, her sword twirled, and a white tiger flew out of the void, then turned into four avatars, and flew towards Miaochen from all sides!
"What is this again?"
The host was dazzled for a while, "Did the maiden contestant transform into four tigers? Today's contest is really an eye-opener for me! Presumably, the audience is also feeling this way!"
He's right, these audiences have seen this before. A precious sword that can turn reality into reality, this kind of baby is rare in martial arts! For thousands of years, the Sixiang sword has been so. People in the martial arts want the most, one is the true immortal formula that can achieve Taoism, the second is the "Nine Buddhas Sutra", and the third is the Four Elephant Sword that can be turned into reality!
Now that the Sixiang Sword and Zhenxian Jue appear together, can you not let Miaochen secretly gratify? First come, first served. Since you saw it first, then this four elephant sword is yours!
The four tigers, Miao Chen did not even look at them. Miaochen looked at the four tigers, displayed her elegant Fengshen legs, kicked her four legs easily, and shattered the four white tigers that had come close.
Li Fan couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The maiden didn't seem to make any progress. Even if she holds the Four Elephant Sword in her hand, can't she show the true power of this sword?
"Demon girl, you don't deserve this Sixiang Sword! Bring it to the poor!"
Miao Chen said, performing eight steps on the cloud and performing lightly, passing over a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, the figure is extremely elegant and chic, just like a fairy, and the people who look at it are pleasing to the eye. He approached the maiden, and a string of Fengshen legs kicked out the shadows of the road, ready to defeat the maiden!
But at this moment, the corner of the maiden's eyes smiled a little. She held a sword in both hands and uttered a cooing sound.
"Xuanwu!"
The giant dragon tortoise wrapped the body of the maiden, and the sword air above directly flung Miaochen's body away! Even if Miaochen's Fengshen leg method is more subtle, at this moment, she has to fall into a somewhat embarrassing situation.
"go to hell."
The maiden suddenly burst into red light, and her power instantly increased by at least ten times! Seeing this scene, Li Fan couldn't help but stand up!
So strong! At this moment, the strength of the maiden was drawn to the realm of the guru? Is this her original strength, or is she the strength that she has raised by some secret method? But no matter what ... Miaochen is going to be unlucky!
Sure enough, without waiting for Miaochen to react, in his frightened and distorted eyes, the maiden had already raised the Sixiang Sword and threw out a Suzaku sword!
The burning Suzaku is the size of a peacock. It flew out instantly, as fast as lightning, and passed by Miaochen's body in a blink of an eye!
Huh! A flame-burning arm fell down, and Miaochen screamed. The movement of the qi shattered the flame that continued to burn at the wound, then stopped his blood, and finally landed on the ground. Follow up. The bun that he had combed out was also scattered. The Kunlun Taoist had lost his former fairy-like look, his hair was radiating, his body was black, and how much more howling and howling!
"You are defeated."
The maiden put her sword into her sheath.
"This is the contest, bloody, cruel ... and full of the glory of the combatants."
The host's voice rang again, "If it is an ordinary competition, I'm afraid the maiden has lost her qualifications for the competition. But this is the competition, and everything has its own rules."
A few medical staff members came up and carried down the seriously injured Miao Chen.