As Miao Jiu walked into the barrier, he called out a cat roar, clear and deep, and the energy surged in all directions. It was like a thunder that resounded in the hearts of the monks present. The effect was significant, bringing the atmosphere back to yesterday, and even more fiery.

"Today is definitely more lively than yesterday!"

"Then it's certain that there are many powerful geniuses here, but I don't know how many games Wang Daju can pick today?"

"If the battle continues, even Wang Daju will be under great pressure and unable to hold on."

All the cultivators are looking forward to today's exciting battle, calling themselves brothers and sisters, and making comments with those they know or don't know around them. The cultivators who missed yesterday are becoming more and more impatient. Listening to other people's descriptions makes them fascinated enough. , my heart felt like it was scratched by a cat's paw, it was very itchy.

The geniuses from all walks of life who came here were soaring like a hidden dragon due to their soaring arrogance. Even though they had witnessed Miao Jiu's achievements yesterday and all kinds of extraordinary and extraordinary performances, they were still high in fighting spirit and enthusiasm.

As if by default, anyone who enters the barrier to fight with Miao Jiu is a genius who can represent that place in the thirty-two Feng Shui lands.

Various gorgeous spirit boats, beautiful chariots, and mighty war beasts are floating in the clouds. These sect forces are comparing themselves openly and secretly, showing off their impressive strength and heritage.

Miaojiu was very satisfied and scanned them one by one, his eyes wide open. In his bright and insightful eyes, many talented people were already eager to try, and their arrogance was soaring.

[Fans today are much more proactive than yesterday. I think everything we do must be great! Look at this, we are all so moved.]

"Who is coming?" Miao Jiu squinted her eyes and nodded her head, as if tasting some kind of extremely delicious fish. Her beard trembled happily, the corners of her lips fluttered, and her plush style looked like this if the sun rose. Like the sun hanging in the sky, it is full of vitality, sweeping away the previous laziness and sleepiness, attracting many peach blossom eyes.

His eyes were slightly narrowed and shining, and they looked increasingly blue. Although his cute appearance was innocent, he still looked a little naughty. His eyes scanned around to see who was the first one to come on stage.

"I'm here." Miao Jiu waited for a while, and then someone responded. The voice came out. Miao Jiu looked over and saw a white, fat man wearing an earthy yellow robe, heading towards the barrier. Rolled in.

"Isn't this Kui Xiaoming of the Qingdi Tuxing Sect?" Someone told him his name, but he saw that he had a swollen appearance, a belly that could hold a boat, his head was connected to his torso, his neck was gone, and his robes were embroidered He was wearing an earth dragon, a very domineering one, but the earth dragon was stretched out of shape. Every time he took a step, the flesh on his body shook, which was a bit funny.

"Why isn't Kui Dalong playing?"

As a result, some monks couldn't help but smile, with a look of disdain and contempt in their eyes, but the geniuses watched silently, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Pang Bai’s business has never reached the sect’s influence. So, in the rear area, a casual cultivator showed his proud face and said slowly: "Where there is Xiao Ming, there will be no big ones." Dragon, where there is a big dragon, Xiao Ming will not appear. And in this Tu Xing Sect, there is Kui Dalong, Kui Xiaoming, and Yu Tian.

The relationship between one and the other is very subtle."

After walking a few steps, Kui Xiaoming began to breathe heavily. He walked all the way to the barrier and was very close to Meow Jiu. He was already sweating like rain, his hair stuck tightly to his head, breathing loudly and holding his hands on his head.

The round body that was propped up on slightly bent legs seemed to be about to fall down in the next moment, which was very embarrassing.

Miaojiu took a closer look at the little chubby little one. His eyes were small because of the fat on his face, but they were round. Sweat was dripping from his eyes. Soon, there was a pool of sweat under his feet.

"Let's challenge." Kui Xiaoming said it very hard, every word seemed to be broken but not broken, and he was very weak.

"Don't you want to take a rest?" Miao Jiu blinked. Although this little fat man was only 1.5 meters tall and looked a little stupid and funny, Miao Jiu had a pure mind and his eyes were clear.

Arrangements will be made for everyone who comes! Meow Jiu adheres to the principle of doing things and wants to satisfy this little fat guy.

"No, I can." Kui Xiaoming closed his mouth and stepped back, further away from Miao Jiu. The cat got down and tried to open its round eyes as wide as possible, staring at Miao Jiu.

In this case, there is no more words to say, and Miao Jiu is also ready. In his eyes, Kui Xiaoming balled himself up into a ball, and his body was covered with a layer of orange light, giving Miao Jiu a feeling as heavy as the earth.

It's vast and has the texture of a tortoise shell.

Within the barrier, the atmosphere became oppressive and solemn, and cracks spread from under Kui Xiaoming, like a fat orange cat crushing the kang...

Immediately, streaks of yellow light were flying like divine insects, flying very fast, crossing the trajectory in an instant, and piercing towards Miao Jiu, extremely sharp.

There was a sword light in Miaojiu's eyes, which was particularly brilliant. His steps were fantastic, the light and shadow around his body disappeared, and he flashed away. In an instant, he threw the yellow light far behind him, and came directly above Kui Xiaoming. With a small fist,

It brought a lot of ice crystals and smashed them down with a roar.

"Come on, little cutie!" While Zixia was cheering, Miaojiu punched Kui Xiaoming. The layer of light, like a shield, blocked all the ice crystals. Not only that, it also shattered them.

Falling into ice chips.

Miao Jiu instantly flashed away, a little surprised. The light was very hard and had amazing defensive power. Moreover, it felt like some innate energy.

Go try it again!

Miaojiu went over to it again, beating it, but the orange light was like the shell of a black tortoise. Kui Xiaoming remained content and motionless. For a moment, it seemed that Miaojiu was helpless. During this period, Kui Xiaoming had been shrouded in the light.

Next, he kept attacking Meow Jiu.

Miao Jiu was running the Ghost Flash, hiding from the dense yellow light. Miao Jiu could see clearly that they were fragments of magic weapons. The yellow color was simple, but very hard.

Kui Xiaoming's round eyes were shining brightly. Maybe no one thought highly of him, but he wanted to prove himself that even without Dalong, he could still stand alone!

Kui Xiaoming's brain was running rapidly, controlling a bunch of discrete magic weapons, and deducing Miao Jiu's movement trajectory. Gradually, his eyes brightened, and he gritted his teeth. At the place where Miao Jiu appeared, those magic weapons actually appeared.

Scattered again, the number was extremely large, and soon filled the 300-meter radius around Miaojiu. At this time, Kui Xiaobai's face was white,

He became even paler and weaker.

Suddenly, the angry sea roared, and the scattered light was like ten thousand swords, like yellow clouds, like a picture scroll unfolding, straight towards Miao Jiu who had just appeared, Miao Jiu looked at Kui Xiaoming from a distance

At a glance, he was dodging left and right, but there were too many of them, completely blocking his range of movement. He was helpless and was overwhelmed. In an instant, one after another light penetrated his body.

Could it be that Wang Daju was defeated when he faced this weak Kui Xiaoming?

Kui Xiaoming's eyes glowed with joy, and the scattered lights gathered together. Suddenly, Kui Xiaoming was breathing hard and sweating. He was under a lot of pressure from this move.

When the cultivators thought it was a huge upset, they couldn't hide their shocked expressions. Miao Jiu, who had been stabbed, gradually dispersed. Only then did the audience wake up, leaving only an afterimage. Where did Wang Daju's true body go?

"Look, heaven!"

Hearing the sound and looking around, he saw Miaojiu's small figure in the sky above the barrier, carrying a mountain of tens of meters and slamming it down. With a loud roar, a large amount of dust was thrown up, and the ground collapsed.

Miao Jiu showed a solemn look on his face and escaped into the smoke. Then, there were thunderous sounds, Miao Jiu's hateful shouts, and Kui Xiaoming gritted his teeth and persisted even though he was out of breath.

sound.

The image of the battle scene reflected in the light, the fragments of yellow light that swept away the dust, and the various powerful sounds all indicated that Miao Jiu was in a bitter battle, making the monks very curious and suspicious.

Could it be that Kui Xiaoming is actually very strong?

However, they saw that the leader of the Tu Xing Sect looked like he already understood, but still saw a ghost, which made them even more confused and confused.

When the dust gradually settled, Kui Xiaoming was beaten out by Miao Jiu and slid across a long distance on the ground. When he stopped, he was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands. His robe was soaked with sweat, and he couldn't even lift his hands.

It has been torn apart, and the light that shrouded the body has been cracked.

"How could Kui Xiaoming resist to such an extent?" The monks who despised him felt sullen in their hearts. Their expressions were ugly and somewhat ferocious, but they had to admit that they had misjudged Kui Xiaoming.

[Go ahead, after all that, can you win?] Kui Xiaoming said to the person who had been chattering in his heart. He looked at Miao Jiu with deep gratitude in his eyes. Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

.

"Huh, fool, this is not an opponent that can be defeated with determination. As for whether I can win, I will have to fight to know!"

This voice was full of energy and very deep. Under the unexpected gazes of the cultivators, Kui Xiaoming's body suddenly stood up. There were bulges in his body, his muscles wriggled, his bones changed, and his fat body became red and hot.

, evaporating a lot of hot air, like a steamer.

With some unbearable, goosebump-inducing sounds of muscles and bones breaking and rejoining, Kui Xiaoming's figure gradually grew taller, gradually gaining a fierce power and an astonishing momentum.

When everything quieted down, a muscular man measuring only 1 to 2 meters tall with bronze skin stood there instead of Kui Xiaoming. His body was glowing with metallic luster. He looked like a humanoid earth dragon, and his power was hard to ignore.

"Kui Dalong!"
Chapter completed!