Preface (Part 2) Marriage for fingertips ()

Preface (Part 2) The fingertips are marriage

Murong Bai and Xiang have fought very hard for five hundred years. It can be said that they can understand Xiang Qi's characteristics clearly. According to Murong Bai's summary, Xiang Qi has three tricks. At the beginning of the battle, it was an attack like a storm. However, this attack method has very high requirements for the attacker himself, and requires advanced cultivation as support, and it cannot last long.

In the ninety-nine times in the past, Xiang Qi was willing to do everything and move forward bravely, as if he had to fight with Murong Bai. At the beginning, Murong Bai was not used to this kind of fighting method and often had to put in a lot of energy to win Xiang Qi. Later, after understanding Xiang Qi's attack characteristics, Murong Bai devoted himself to practicing several defensive magic weapons. The Baixiang Shield and the Xuanwu Shield are two of them. Especially when refining the Xuanwu Shield, he encountered a small probability event. He luckily refined the Xuanwu Shield into a treasure weapon. Naturally, the Xuanwu Shield became the treasure at Murong Bai's bottom box. Every time he only needed to show the Xuanwu Shield, he could easily resist Xiang's storm-like attack. This time was no exception. Under the protection of Xuanwu Shield, Xiang's Qingkong Thunder Ball was carefully practiced, but he could not hurt Murong Bai at all.

Murong Bai was hiding behind the Xuanwu Shield leisurely, "Brother Xiang, is this the method that has been prepared for five years? If you don't have a better attack method, I will fight back."

Xiang sneered very coldly: "Don't be proud, I have more ways to wait and say hello to you, an old friend?"

Murong Bai smiled and said, "It's not that I'm sorry for the impolites when I come here. Murong is warmly treated by Brother Xiang. If I don't give back something, I'm really sorry for Brother Xiang's enthusiasm. You can also try a dish that Murong carefully prepared for you."

A colorful game flying out of the gap of the Xuanwu shield, as fast as lightning and as fast as a meteor. In the blink of an eye, it flew over a distance of more than a hundred meters and shot in front of Xiang Qi.

"Good guy," Xiang Qi said, "Murong Bai, you really respect me. You took out all the Qiankun silk. Do you want to tie me up and let you slaughter? What you think is so beautiful. Look at me, the Fire Crow Spirit Beast..." Xiang Qi raised his big hand, and a crow with black feathers and red beak flew out of his sleeves, "Go, burn his Qiankun silk."

The fire crow spread its wings, opened its mouth, and a surging fire came out instantly, burning straight towards Qiankun Ling. Qiankun Ling seemed to be spiritual, and turned around flexibly in the air, avoiding the flames emitted by the fire crow, and continued to fly towards Xiang Ji. However, the fire crow did not give Qiankun Ling a chance at all, and another gulp of flame burned towards Qiankun Ling. For a moment, a bird and a silk were fighting in the air, and its wonderfulness was no less than the battle between Xiang Ji and Murong Bai.

Xiang Ji and Murong Bai are both masters of the East Zhou Star who have been famous for a long time. Their cultivation has reached the early stage of fusion and are still at the top of the East Zhou Star cultivation world. Their cultivation is superb and their identities are extremely special. This is also the reason why they choose the uninhabited 100,000 mountains to compete.

Xiang said in pain: "Murong Bai, did you see it? I have been on guard against you for a long time. In order to get this Fire Crow Spirit Beast, I used up a hundred top-quality crystals. You should be proud."

Murong Bai sat firmly on Diaoyutai, his expression was not at all confusing, "Brother Xiang, do you think a mere fire crow can block my pair of Qiankun silk? Now the one who fights with your fire crow is just a female silk. I have a male silk here. I want to see, without the flat-haired beast of Fire crow, how should you deal with my Qiankun silk?"

With a thrust, another Qiankun Ling flew out of the gap in the Xuanwu Shield. Xiang was very surprised. He thought he had figured out Murong Bai's background, but he didn't expect to underestimate Murong Bai. It would be very amazing if there was a treasure like Qiankun Ling. Murong Bai had a pair, which was really outrageous.

Xiang Qi has many treasures, but most of them have been used in previous fights, and they were all broken by Murong Bai. Even if it is revealed again this time, it will be a waste of money.

Xiang Ji is worthy of being a master of the cultivation world. He is as strong as a mountain, and his whole body calms down in an instant. A huge aura spreads in all directions with him as the center. He said, "It was you who forced me to shoot."

Xiang Qi raised his right hand high, and a golden light suddenly burst out from his right arm, and a huge golden sword shadow flashed out, "Shan Climbing Style!"

The sword shadow instantly magnified dozens of times. The huge sword shadow, which was five or six floors high, was wrapped in a faint sound of wind and thunder. With a shout, it slashed down and slashed on the Qiankun Silk. With a loud bang, the sharp momentum of Qiankun Silk was interrupted, and it twisted and jumped in the air like a big snake's head cut off.

Murong Bai, who was hiding behind the Xuanwu Shield, was shocked, "Brother Xiang, why have I never seen your knife before?"

Xiang was very whistled to the sky, "If you have seen this general killer, how could I beat you today? Murong Bai, let you taste the taste of failure today."

Xiang Ji raised his right arm again, and a huge golden sword shadow appeared again, "Eighteen poses for breaking water!" Xiang Ji shouted loudly, and the chaotic golden sword shadows slashed towards the Xuanwu Shield one after another.

After fighting Xiang Ji ninety-nine times, Murong Bai felt scared for the first time. The key was that Xiang Ji's knife weapon hidden under his right arm gave him a feeling of fear, as if the knife should not belong to the world of cultivation at all. Its majestic power was like an immortal weapon.

A sudden light flashed in Murong Bai's mind. Heaven! It's an immortal weapon! Xiang Xiao didn't know where he got an immortal weapon! Although Murong Bai was conceited, he was not arrogant enough to think that he could withstand Xiang Qi's immortal weapon with the magic weapon in his hand. This is not a thing at all. If Murong Bai's cultivation level is several levels higher than Xiang Xiao, he is still sure to win this battle, but he is only half a piece higher than Xiang Xiao and has no overwhelming advantage.

At this time, Xiang Shi was in a state of madness, as if he wanted to cut Murong Bai down. In the flash of lightning, Murong Bai had made up his mind to lose this battle than to damage his body. He had already practiced to the early stage of fusion, and waited for another hundred or two years to practice to the tribulation period and undergo the baptism of the heavenly tribulation. He must not give up his body because of an irrelevant battle, otherwise he would have to give up the opportunity to ascend to the Tao, which would be more than worth the loss.

Murong Bai tried his best to swell up his true energy and set up several lines of defense behind the Xuanwu Shield. Xiang Ji was very powerful and did not give Murong Bai much time to flow out. Murong Bai had just set up a protective cover, and the first sword shadow of the immortal sword had already slashed on the Xuanwu Shield.

The Xuanwu Shield immersed Murong Bai's countless efforts. Even compared with the immortal weapon, it still has the capital to resist several times. After the first step of the immortal sword was slashed on it, a deep scratch suddenly appeared on the Xuanwu Shield, but it was lucky to have not broken. Murong Bai's mind moved, and the other unharmed Xuanwu Shield replaced this shield with damage. The second step of the immortal sword was slashed down, and Murong Bai quickly replaced the third Xuanwu Shield...

Such a person repeated several times. The six-sided Xuanwu Shield finally broke into pieces because he could not withstand the heavy blow of the Immortal Sword. At this time, the thirteenth style of the Immortal Sword had been cut off... With a bang, Murong Bai flew backwards like a hit baseball, as if thunderously.

Xiang was very powerful and did not let people go. The remaining few sword shadows chased Murong Bai like maggots attached to the bones. Finally, Murong Bai's true energy was broken, and the armor was instantly shattered...

Xiang Qi woke up from his mad state. At this time, the immortal sword had already slashed the last one. Xiang Qi quickly withdrew the knife, but the immortal sword he slashed out was so easy to retract. Xiang Qi tried all his true energy, but he had only retracted 70% or 80% of the sword force, and still had a few more sword force, and slashed straight towards Murong Bai.

The embarrassed Murong Bai no longer had the seemingly protective method at this moment. If he was slashed by the sword shadow, he would only be cut in half. However, Murong Bai was Murong Bai. Although he was still rolling and flying backwards in the air, he realized the danger and forced a few points of true energy and pinched the teleportation spirit technique. The moment he disappeared in the spot, the fierce immortal sword happened to be slashed down. The golden sword shadow cut through the void and slashed on the mountain on the ground. With a loud bang, a mountain top was cut off by the immortal sword.

Murong Bai's face was pale and bleeding from the corners of his mouth. He stared at the huge rock rolling along the ridge for five hundred years. He had never suffered a defeat today and tasted the taste of failure. He was sour, pain, confusion, and all kinds of tastes were tangled in his heart, not knowing whether it was bitter or salty.

"Murong Bai," Xiang Qi stood not far from Murong Bai, "You lost."

"Yes, I lost, I lost in one hundred battles, and I lost in this last battle." Murong Bai was a little unwilling to accept it, "Brother Xiang, if you don't have that immortal weapon, you will not be able to beat me at all."

Xiang Ji said: "If you lose, you lose. Why do you find so many excuses?"

Murong Bai smiled bitterly, "Yes, what's the use of making excuses? Brother Xiang, tell me your request. This is your right as a winner."

Xiang Ji smiled, "Murong Bai, I heard that your dual cultivation partner would lose his century-old cultivation a few months ago and give birth to a baby girl for you. Is this a matter?"

Murong Bai nodded and said, "No, the little girl Murong Jieying, nickname Yingying, has been two and a half months."

Xiang smiled very much and said, "Congratulations, congratulations."

Murong Bai asked, "Brother Xiang has nothing to do, why are my daughter doing? Is your request related to the little girl?"
Chapter completed!