Chapter 3045

Gen Qing smiled bitterly. She looked at Zhen Heyu in the distance and said in a low voice, "What you said is too extreme. Actually, Hall Master Qian of Jade Archive Hall also explained it to me …"

"Heh heh, isn't it just a bit of forbearance, a bit of suppression, allowing this junior to guard against arrogance and rashness. It's good for this junior's growth!" Xiao Hua said somewhat disdainfully, "This junior feels that merit is merit, and mistakes are mistakes.

There's no such thing as suppression. Besides, what makes you think that suppressing others is good for them?

Just because he didn't allow others to stand out, he would definitely be able to do better in the future?

Others have their own freedom. You don't have the right to affect others' freedom! "

At this point, Xiao Hua saw that Gen Qing's expression was a little bad. He took a deep breath and said, "Martial Uncle, I'm a little agitated!

Forget it. Actually, I didn't say anything about the Great Thunder Hall. Even if that person came back, I didn't take credit for it.

But then, thousands of Qi Refining disciples besieged my Myriad Thunder Valley. I was really angry!

From then on, I decided that I won't lower my head in front of anyone, no matter what! "

Gen Qing sighed and said, "When an ordinary man is angry, blood will splash everywhere. Because of your anger … I don't know how many Imperial Thunder Sect disciples will bleed!"

"Without blood, there will be no awareness!

Without the fall of Sky Patrol City, there will be no awareness of the Taoist Sect! "

Xiao Hua sneered, "Maybe when the news of the failure of the Great Battle of Dao and Sword comes, the cultivators of the Three Cultivation Countries will really understand how unreasonable their arrogance is!"

"You … You should be careful!"

Hearing this, Gen Qing came to a sudden realization. The Xiao Hua before her was no longer the Qi Refinement disciple who had followed her to the Feather Immortal Assembly. After the baptism of the Great Battle of Dao and Sword, he had become a strong warrior. Although he had yet to condense his Gold Core, she could no longer convince him. Even Gen Qing had a misconception that she might not be a match for Xiao Hua with his confidence!

"In short, I thank Martial Uncle for your concern!"

Xiao Hua knew that Gen Qing was sincere and said with a smile, "No matter what happens in the future, I will remember Martial Uncle's kindness!"

"Hehe, I'll remember!"

Gen Qing smiled and looked at Zhen Heyu. Qian Fengju was already whispering to Zhen Heyu and was looking over.

In fact, Xiao Hua said so much, but the most important reason was that he couldn't say it!

As a nameless Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he possibly lower his head to these Foundation Establishment disciples?

His actions were also to pave the way for the revelation of John Doe's identity!

"Martial Nephew Xiao …" As expected, Zhen Heyu called out loudly from afar, "Are you ready?"

"Second Senior Brother …" Cui Hongshen, who had been silent all this while, could not help but whisper, "If it doesn't work, let's … bear with it …"

"There's no way out of enduring!" Xiao Hua laughed, "Fight!

Only then would there be a way out!

Besides, do you think your Senior Brother is someone who would rather die than submit?

Hahahaha … "

Seeing Xiao Hua actually winking at him, Cui Hongshen smiled. That's right, he was too worried. Eldest Senior Brother and Master's wife didn't know Xiao Hua's cultivation, but how could he not know?

How could someone who could kill Qin Jian and Tu Hong be afraid of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

The one who should be worried … should be this unlucky bastard from the Heavenly Thunder Palace!

"Martial Uncle Zhen, this junior is ready!" Xiao Hua said loudly.

"Alright, wait for me!"

Qian Fengju waved his hand indifferently, indicating for Xiao Hua and Qian Yuhe to come closer. "You all know the rules of the Thunder Arena, right?"

"Yes, this junior knows!" The two said in unison.

"Good, then this old man will not say much. You two sign the life and death contract, this old man will open the View of Life and Death!" Qian Fengju clapped his hands, taking out a red and blue life and death contract.

After waiting for the two to sign their tokens, Qian Fengju carefully put them away, opened the triangular View of Life and Death, and said indifferently: "You all can go in!"

"Senior Brother Qian is older, please go first ~" Xiao Hua looked at Qian Yuhe, who had a somewhat disdainful expression, and said with a smile.

Who would have thought that Qian Yuhe would shake his head: "Junior Brother Xiao should go first. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to enter this View of Life and Death again in the future. Today, this old man cannot steal your limelight!"

"Alright!"

Xiao Hua was not angry, and said with a smile: "If Senior Brother Qian doesn't steal this Xiao's limelight, then this Xiao will also not steal Senior Brother Qian's limelight. When Senior Brother Qian's name is known throughout the Imperial Thunder Sect, don't forget to thank this Xiao!"

After saying that, Xiao Hua lifted his foot and entered the red mirror, not allowing Qian Yuhe to say anything.

"Hmph ~" Qian Yuhe looked at Xiao Hua's figure disappearing in the mirror, and coldly snorted: "When this old man's name is known throughout the Imperial Thunder Sect, I will naturally burn incense for Junior Brother Xiao. You can rest assured about this!"

After saying that, he did not know if Xiao Hua heard him, and also rushed into the blue mirror.

When Xiao Hua stepped into the mirror, his vision also turned black, and the teleportation pressure came from all directions. After a moment, the teleportation pressure disappeared, and a faint red light barrier appeared in front of Xiao Hua.

Xiao Hua moved his gaze away from the lightning on the light barrier, and looked into the distance.

As before, the space was bright red, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Qian Yuhe, Xiao Hua, according to the usual practice, after ten breaths, an illusion will appear in the Thunder Arena. As for what illusion, this old man does not know.

You can do whatever you want in this illusion, and all magic tools and magic treasures will not be affected! "Qian Fengju's voice came from the sky:" If two or one of you die, then one of you will die.

Or if one of you admits defeat and the other accepts.

Otherwise, you can't leave the Thunder Arena.

This old man has not judged a life and death battle for many years, but today, I will make an exception for you.

Your fight … not only this old man, Junior Brother Zhen Heyu, and Junior Brother Qian Pingming can see it, but also the disciples of the other seven Lightning Palaces gathered in the Life and Death Temple can see it.

You can rest assured, even if the two of you do not speak, this old man, and dozens of disciples from the other palaces will act as witnesses for you!

Alright, this old man will not say anymore, this old man wants to see who … will be the last disciple to leave the Thunder Arena! "

After Qian Fengju finished speaking, in a moment, Xiao Hua's eyes lit up. Although this light was extremely dazzling, Xiao Hua only slightly squinted his eyes, and did not close them like last time!

"Hiss, this is …" Xiao Hua squinted his eyes, roughly looked around, and sucked in a breath of cold air.

But in front of him was a vast expanse of yellow sand, as far as the eye could see, and the setting sun was hanging in the sky. What hit him in the face was a dry and earthy smell, as well as a biting cold wind whistling in all directions.

"Desert …" Xiao Hua had just thought of this when a gust of wild wind came from about a hundred zhang away. At first, that gust of wind was only as thick as a thumb, but in a moment, it grew to several zhang in size.

The wild wind rolled up the yellow sand, and directly sucked the yellow sand into the sky, unexpectedly forming a several hundred zhang tall sandstorm pillar!

The entire sky, as well as the setting sun, was covered by the yellow sand.

"Zi la la" There was another burst of noise, and countless lightning bolts were born outside the sandstorm pillar. An extremely arrogant voice came from the sandstorm pillar and lightning. Qian Yuhe's fat figure also appeared in the yellow sand: "Xiao Hua, your cultivation level is at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, and this old man is at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment realm. Therefore, this old man will not take advantage of you, and will absolutely not launch a sneak attack.

This old man will let you make the first move! "

"Hehe ~" Xiao Hua laughed. Although he still had not seen Qian Yuhe's magic treasure, it was clear that Qian Yuhe not only had the thunder attribute physique commonly seen among the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Palace, but also had a wind attribute magic treasure. In this desert, he was the nemesis of his fire attribute magic!

But did Xiao Hua have the fire attribute physique when he entered the Imperial Thunder Sect?

"Since Senior Martial Brother Qian is so modest, then this Xiao will not be polite!"

After Xiao Hua finished laughing, he softly responded. He also did not take out a magic treasure. His hands rubbed together, and the magic power in his body surged as he struck out one spell after another.

"Rumble ~" The entire yellow sand ground trembled. Near the wild wind, in the space of several dozen zhang, several dozen sandstorm pillars, each as thick as a bowl, rose from the ground and pounced towards Qian Yuhe like pythons.

"Eh?

Junior Martial Brother Xiao, you unexpectedly look down on this Qian! "

Qian Yuhe saw that Xiao Hua actually did not take out a magic treasure, and sneered: "Then this Qian will not be polite. When your blood stains the yellow sand, you must remember … in your next life, be a bit more tolerant!"

As Qian Yuhe's voice fell, the soaring sandstorm pillar suddenly fell, unexpectedly transforming into a several zhang large hand of yellow sand that fell towards Xiao Hua and the surrounding sandstorm pillars.

Immediately, the wind within several dozen zhang of space calmed down, and the yellow sand also came to a standstill. It seemed that even a corner of Xiao Hua's Daoist robe floated up, unable to move!

"Tch ~" Including the Heavenly Thunder Palace, within the Life and Death Temple of the Eight Great Thunder Palaces, the several dozen cultivators watching the battle were all disdainful. A Heavenly Thunder Palace disciple familiar with Qian Yuhe even said: "Yuhe, what are you doing?

Why did you suddenly use the Wind Condensing Claw?

Moreover, you even used your true essence to use a secret technique?

Is this the hand of a Nascent Soul actually something that a mid Foundation Establishment disciple can withstand?

It's really an unfair victory! "

Even Zhuo Minghui and Xiang Yang's faces paled. That's right, this is the hand of a Nascent Soul. Even Zhuo Minghui, who is as strong as a Gold Core, cannot use it. Although Xiao Hua's cultivation is strong, how could he be a match for the hand of a Nascent Soul?

It seemed that at this moment, in everyone's eyes … Xiao Hua was already a dead man, someone who was about to be crushed into meat paste by the Wind Condensing Claw!

"Hahaha … You want to take this Xiao's life with just this specious hand of a Nascent Soul?

Qian Yuhe, you are really too naive! "

Xiao Hua looked at the space imprisoned by the so-called hand of a Nascent Soul as well as the several dozen sandstorm pillars that could not be moved. He laughed loudly, no longer urging his magic power to contend against the hand of a Nascent Soul. His entire body flashed with a blue light, and his entire body floated, like a wisp of blue smoke, soaring into the sky. Not only did he avoid the control of the hand of a Nascent Soul, but he also rushed to the left of the sandstorm pillar!

"Ah??

This … What kind of flying technique is this? "

Seeing Xiao Hua's ghost-like shadow, as well as his appearance in the wind like a fish in water, even Qian Fengju was stunned. He somewhat doubtfully looked at Zhen Heyu. "It seems to be the Flowing Cloud Movement Technique?"