Chapter 25: Contest

"Haha, are you the one who has practiced Xuanming Jue?" Zi Yu held Zihuang's waist with one hand, turned her head, looked at Feng Yun Wuji, her face full of excitement: "Xuanming Jue, can you lend me a look?"

The expression was so unbearable that it was unbearable to refuse. The man in purple clothes, named Zihuang, patted Ziyu's head with a pampering look, shook his head, but did not say a word to stop it.

The two fingers in the middle of the food bounced slightly, and Feng Yun Wuji threw the Xuanming Book over quickly and neatly: "I want to see it, right? I'll give it to you."

Feng Yun Wuji's way of doing this surprised the three of them and got the Xuanming Book so easily!

Zihuang copied the Xuanming Book, looked at it in confusion, and then handed it to Zi Yu. Zi Yu took it with a smile, and immediately opened the book and looked carefully.

"Zihuang, this guy is like you." The beautiful woman who called the East Queen leaned into Zihuang's ear and smiled.

"What's the same?" Zihuang looked confused.

Hong'er raised her head and said coldly: "Just bachelor and shameless."

"Ziyu, how about it?" asked the woman in red.

"Sister Donghou, this book has only the next volume, I can't tell the authenticity." The woman in purple skirt raised her head and said softly.

"I knew there was a ghost!" The woman in the red dress with a name from the East Queen snorted coldly, suddenly burst out, spread her jade hand and grabbed Feng Yun Wuji's neck.

"Why do you want to do it again?" Feng Yun Wuji was quite angry, and he swung his long sleeves and floated backwards.

"Just with your hands, you also want to escape from my hands. Tianshan Plum Hand!" Donghou shook his right hand, and a red light burst out from his fingers, and rushed towards Fengyun Wuji's face.

Feng Yun Wuji felt a red light in front of his face. In the mist, the red spots actually stretched out, and flowers bloomed, and a faint fragrance of plum blossoms came. He felt a lot of shock in his heart. He didn't dare to be careless. He tried his best to use the willow catkins to follow the wind, and his body was three feet above the palm of the east back and floated backwards.

"Do you really think I can't do anything to you?" Queen Dong was furious, and a light shield within ten meters of the surrounding area suddenly lit up, wrapping Feng Yun Wuji inside.

"Demon Aura." In a faint sense, Feng Yun Wuji heard the woman shout, and then the true energy in his body suddenly became disordered and rushed towards the seven meridians and eight meridians uncontrollably. Liuxu followed the Feng Body Technique to crack it.

A white jade-like palm grabbed Feng Yun Wuji's neck like lightning, and a delicate and delicate voice from Donghou came from his ears, but extremely terrifying to Feng Yun Wuji: "Now, I see what else you can block."

Crack! Ice chips splashed everywhere! An ice crystal sword shattered under the Donghou hand, but Fengyun Wuji Cang bang curled a long sword and straddled it between the palm of the Donghou hand and his neck, supporting him through the disaster.

Feng Yun Wuji took a slight point in his right foot and his body flew backwards very quickly. Feng Yun Wuji was quite afraid of this woman named Donghou. In the moment, he felt that the true energy in his body was messed up and he knew nothing about anything else.

"What kind of martial arts is this? The Demon Aura? How could this be like this? I am still a distance from her. How did she do it? It actually made the true energy in my body run wild. It was too strong!" Feng Yun Wuji's thoughts were in his mind. When he saw that the woman was about to take action again, he quickly reached out to stop him and said, "Let's wait!"

"Oh, do you have any last words to say?" The woman in the red dress had a frost on her face.

"That Xuanming Book is the only one I have in my hands. The progress of my own martial arts has nothing to do with this Xuanming Book. Believe it or not!"

"Forget it, Queen Dong, we are not here for the Xuanming Book this time. Zi Yu already has the Taixuan Sutra in his hand and no longer needs other martial arts. There are very few people in the swordsmanship in this ancient times. This man is a master, so it will be useful to keep him." At this time, Zihuanghuang spoke, and he stretched out his hands and hugged Dong Hou from behind. The frost on Dong Hou's face immediately melted away.

"I wasn't going to kill him at first, but I just saw if he was qualified to join my Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect!" Donghou laughed and turned around and kissed Zihuang gently on the face.

"No, I want to kiss too." Zi Yu threw away the Xuanming Book, ran over, and kissed Zihuang in the face.

Feng Yun Wuji sighed, really couldn't figure out what the relationship between these three people.

"How about joining me in Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect?" The man named Zihuang raised his head, looked at Feng Yun Wuji, and smiled. The man looked ordinary, but this smile actually made people feel brilliant, as if a piece of sunshine was shining towards him.

"Haha, the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect has a good idea. He will put this young man into the sect and slowly ask for the whereabouts of the real Xuanming Book. Haha, it's a good plan." A sneer came from the sky. Everyone looked up and looked tightly under the clouds. A tall man, who was almost two meters tall, was standing in the void with his chest. The man was wearing black iron armor, with a rough face, slightly dark skin, a short beard on his chin, and a black cloak dancing in the air behind him. The only thing that made people feel strange was the man's purple eyes. Even though the sky was dark and a distance was separated by a distance, those eyes were as bright as torches.

"This man, I want it in the Demon Realm. Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect, it's best not to interfere!" The man's loud voice circled in the air. As soon as the voice fell, a hand suddenly sprinkled with fire rain from the sky. In the center, a huge ball of fire fell from the sky.

"Hmph! Fire Demon Red Refining Sect! You dare to be arrogant in front of me, Zi Huang, you are dead!" Zi Huang, the head of Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect, said coldly, and the coldness in his words shocked the listener.

Feng Yun Wuji suddenly turned his head and looked at the Purple Emperor. He saw that the Purple Emperor looked up at the fire rain in the sky, and his eyes were still confused. The purple figure slowly faded in Feng Yun Wuji's eyes, and a scream came from the sky! Then the purple figure condensed again. At some point, a purple narrow sword appeared in his hand. A purple streamer was tied to the hilt of the sword, and a drop of dark red blood on the blade slowly dripped down the silver sword body.

Bang!

A thick arm fell from the air and hit the purple emperor's rolling flames on his arm not far in front of Feng Yun Wuji. From the broken mouth, the dark red blood flowed out, and the flames were rising up, and it took a long time to stop.

The huge fireball crashed into the crowd of the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect, exploded a wave of heat, and exploded dozens of masters of the Nansheng Beidou Sword Sect. Then, a dark red figure popped out of the flames and appeared in another open space. It was the Chi Lian Sect, the fire-calling demon. At this time, he was rubbing his left arm and grinning. His left arm was already broken with his elbows, and dark red blood flowed out of the broken arm.

Boom! Lightning and thunder, strong winds were everywhere, silver snakes ran around in the sky. Under the sky, several huge tornadoes that were connected to the sky came from all directions. The heavy rain fell from the sky in an instant. A hundred feet away, it was difficult to distinguish between people and animals...

"Did the five generals of the Demon Realm come for the Xuanming Book?" Zihuang said calmly, unable to hear any emotional fluctuations in his voice.
Chapter completed!