Chapter 948: A group of garbage

The five figures quickly appeared in front of many people at the palace gate. Seeing these five people, the expressions of the young people in the field of practice all became a little complicated.
The eyes looking at the four were angry, while Chen Ying looking aside was disappointed and painful.
Qingbenjia, what a thief.
Chen Ying could naturally feel the gaze of these people and could not help lowering his head, while the Tsing Yi man on the side had a playful color, reached out and pinched Chen Ying’s chin, and raised Chen Ying’s head, Said: "It's your pleasure to be the maid of this less, raise your head and let everyone see."
Hearing the words of the Tsing Yi man, the young people in the cultivation field almost burst into anger, and Chen Ying had not yet resisted, barely showing a smile on his face.
"Fairy Chen, are you forced? If you are forced to say it, so many of us will definitely save you."
There is a young man who can’t help speaking. In his opinion, Chen Ying must be forced, otherwise one of the four beauties in the world of cultivation would be willing to serve as a maid and be seen in front of so many people. Give shame lightly.
The man in Tsing Yi glanced coldly. The young man shivered before he responded. The whole person flew out and fell under the big tree not far away.
"It's a real noise. Chen Ying is my honor to be the maid of my elder brother. That's her honor. Anyone who doesn't agree will stand up."
It was the man in white who swept across the audience with an arrogant look. Although the young practitioners at the scene were angry, they also knew that the strength gap between the two sides could only be tolerated to go forward and desperately angry with each other. meaning.
Seeing that no one dared to come forward, the man in white had a disdainful face on his face. This is the younger generation in the practice world, all of whom are gutsless.
"Nian Yaobing, the son and son have come to the door in person, haven't they come out yet?"
The man in white looked at Mochizuki Palace, and it was him who uttered a rant that he wanted Nian Yaobing to be taken into his pocket. The young man present was even more angry when he heard his words.
In front of Mochizuki Palace, Shao Zeming, who originally stood there as if he had settled in, had opened his eyes and said his eyes fell on the white man after the white man said it.
"Yo, it seems that this is to find a few flower protection messengers, but if you want to protect the flowers, it depends on whether you have this strength."
Yuan Xiao's eyes also fell on Shao Zeming and others, and his eyes were still disdainful, and he did not put Shao Zeming and others in his eyes at all.
"Ten years ago, there was a life-saving grace under Nianzi Yu, and it is time for gratitude today."
A young man walked out, holding something similar to a chess board in his hand. His eyes swept over Yuan Xiao. With his right hand, the chess board spread out, and eight black and white chess pieces flew out to surround Yuan Xiao in the middle.
"Everything in the world has a way, there are people who are energetic and energetic, there are centuries of carvings that have soared, and there are rumors in the practice world that there are a group of people who have dedicated their lives to black and white chessboards, with the world as the chessboard, and the life as the chess pieces. Avenue."
When the crowd saw the young man's actions, someone whispered something.
"I know who he is. Chess fancier Qimen. It is rumored that this man is a talented disciple of Star Solomon. When he was ten years old, he was already invincible above the chess board. At the age of eight, he jumped off the chessboard, using the ground as a chessboard, and stones and leaves can be used as chess pieces, but after the age of twenty-five, this one disappeared in the practice world."
Qi Meng, a genius with a chess path, no one dared to ignore his strength. Star Luomen's best is the art of formation. A few chess pieces can arrange a Luotian killing array.
"The wind rises, the cloud moves, seven kills!"
Qi Meng whispered in his mouth, and as his words fell, the chess pieces turned quickly, and a breath of killing spread throughout the audience.
"It is worthy of Star Luomen's first genius. The burst of murderousness revealed by this method is something I can't bear. If it is in the group, it is estimated that it has been squeezed into flesh at the moment."
The young cultivators on the side showed admiration on their faces, and at the same time, there was also the light of expectation in their eyes. They looked forward to Qi Meng be able to kill the arrogant person in front of him in the formation.
On the other side, there were no worries on the faces of the men in Tsing Yi, but they looked forward with the expression of watching the drama.
"A man who plays chess is afraid to show ugliness in front of his son!"
With a sneer on Yuan Xiao's face, he swept it out with one foot at the next moment. The eight pieces were scattered directly around, and the formation immediately collapsed.
Qi Meng's face changed a bit and he was about to throw the again. However, before his sleeve robe was raised, Yuan Xiao had already come to him, and his hand was directly pinched on his neck.
Click!
Without any pause, there was a crisp bone cracking sound in Qi Meng's neck, and the back of the head was separated from the neck and rolled to the ground.
The first genius of the dazzling star Solomon was so dead.
Quiet!
The scene was quiet, and the younger generation in the practice world was dumbfounded. Qimeng, who was so powerful in their hearts, was defeated so quickly, not to mention losing his life.
"Your Excellency is too heavy, it hurts the peace, and Xiaodao thinks he will take you to the ancestral statue of Daozu to confess."
The Shangqing Palace Yi Cheng flicked the dust and rolled towards Yuan Xiao. The speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yuan Xiao and flew like a dragon, sweeping on Yuan Xiao's chest.
Everyone can feel the energy contained in this whisk. When seeing the whisk hit Yuan Xiao, many people showed a happy face. In their view, the other party was hit by this blow, even if they did not die. Seriously injured.
boom!
However, Fu Chen slammed into Yuan Xiao's chest and broke into two pieces with a snap, and Yuan Xiao just shook his body and did not take a step back.
"Scary Taoist, I think you are alive and impatient."
An angry look appeared on Yuan Xiao's face. In his view, being hit by someone was already a shame. The could still touch his body, causing him to be humiliated in front of his brother.
With one hand stretched out, Yuan Xiao directly grabbed Yi Cheng, but Yi Cheng's response was not slow. When the dust broke, he immediately retreated. At the same time, he also shot three copper coins in his hand, trying to stop Yuan Xiao.
It's just that the three coins weren't close yet, it was blown away by Yuan Xiao's applause, and Yuan Xiao's few steps came to Yi Cheng's, which made other people watching the battle look scared. Both eyes widened with a worried look.
Previously, Qi Meng had his head twisted by his close body. If Yi Cheng was also given a close body by this person, I am afraid his life would be lost.
call out!
Just when everyone was worried, a sword light crossed, which directly cut off Yi Cheng and Yuan Xiao. Feeling the power contained in Jian light, Yuan Xiao took the initiative to withdraw his hand, and the expression became a little dignified for the first time.
"Yo, I didn't expect there is a hard stubble here."
Yuan Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at Shao Zeming. Previously, he looked away. This person is completely out of two states after the sword is not released. The former is bland, while the latter is sharp and isolated, making it impossible to ignore.
Shao Zeming didn't respond to Yuan Xiao's words, but raised his long sword. From the moment of the sword, he had only opponents in his eyes, and regardless of his strengths or weaknesses, he would go all out.
"The son does not kill you, the son will destroy your sword, so that you will spend the rest of your life in pain."
Yuan Xiao’s fingers flicked and shot at Shao Zeming. He knew very well that for this pure swordsman, he didn’t take his life seriously. This kind of person only cares about one thing, that is The long sword in their hands.
Swords die, and destroying their swords is tantamount to destroying their beliefs. It is true that life is better than death.
Shao Zeming wields a long sword in his hand, each sword wields with several rays of light falling, and at the same time he also deceives himself and approaches toward Yuanxiao.
"It seems that Yuan Xiao is in trouble this time." Yuan Xiao's female companion said with a smile.
"It's not moving." The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and shouted, "Yes, don't play, solve it early."
Hearing his elder brother's words, Yuan Xiao's face showed a ruthless color, his hands were changed into seals, and a handprint was formed, and with the formation of this handprint, a tiger appeared above Yuan Xiao's head.
Roar!
A tiger roared directly at the young cultivator who was shocked, and his face became pale, and Shao Zeming also had a dignified color in his eyes. He began to change his hands to the sword and stared silently at the tiger in front of him.
call out!
Shao Zeming's long sword also waved out at the moment the tiger threw, as Changhong Guanyue walked towards the tiger.
However, the swordmang had not yet hacked the tiger, but was directly scattered by the tiger's claw. On the contrary, the tiger's momentum was even worse. A roar was swallowed directly towards Shao Zeming.
"Be careful!"
At this moment, many people exclaimed, and Shao Zeming's complexion changed a little, but he didn't panic.
Three swords in a row!
The tiger's two claws were also severed by Jianmang, but no matter how, this tiger also came to Shao Zeming, the giant tiger's mouth opened to swallow Shao Zeming.
"My son has changed his mind, let's die."
Yuan Xiao's face was ruthless, and he decided to kill Shao Zeming directly, and all the people present raised their hearts at the moment. If Shao Zeming was also defeated, then this time the younger generation of cultivators would have no face.
Shao Zeming is the last dignity of the younger generation.
You must stick to it.
This is the common sentiment of all young people present in the field of practice, there is no jealousy, no personal grudges.
However, when Shao Zeming stumbled back a few steps, the sword in his hand also fell, and many young people in the practice world showed disappointment on their faces.
Shao Zeming was still defeated.
"A group of garbage!"
Yuan Xiao snorted coldly and was about to take Shao Zeming's life away, but at this time, the palace gate of Mochizuki Palace opened, and two figures were walking slowly.