MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong-Chapter 641 breakthrough! The little fist of the saint! (two

  Chapter 641 Breakthrough! The little fist of the saint! (two chapters in one)

  Bamboo hut.

  Snowflakes are fluttering, and fallen leaves are rustling.

  At this time, the figures of two women were flashing and moving in the open space in front of the house, fighting fiercely.

  The sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and the shadow of the sword is heavy.

  The snow and bamboo leaves on the ground splashed everywhere under the fight between the two.

  The falling snowflakes were also swirling, dancing and entwining around the two of them.

  One person was wearing a black suit, with silver hair tied into a ponytail, tall and slender, with slender legs, holding a big knife in his hand, with firm and calm eyes, and fierce and fierce moves.

  One person is wearing a snow-white dress and a tulle face. He has a slender and slim figure, and his black hair is scattered behind him like a waterfall. He holds an ordinary Qingfeng sword in his hand. His eyes are clear and peaceful, and his moves are light and fast.

  The two of them fought back and forth in the wind and snow with sword and sword, as if they were evenly matched.

  But the girl in the white dress obviously had enough strength left. Even in the face of the opponent's fierce moves, she could easily deal with them with ease.

   After a few more tricks.

  The girl in the white skirt swiped away the big knife that was slashing with her sword, and couldn't help but said: "Just now I saw you use the palm of your hand to draw the knife, why don't you use it?"

   However, the other party ignored her, and the big knife in his hand was still slashing towards her fiercely.

  The figure of the girl in the white dress flashed, passed through the shadow of the knife, and appeared on her side. A sword pierced her throat and stopped precisely at her neck.

  Just as he was about to speak, a scorching air wave suddenly came from behind him!

  The girl in the white dress felt her heart skip a beat. Before she could turn around, she stabbed forward with a backhand sword.

   "Boom!"

  The fist came so fiercely that it shattered the sword light in an instant, and hit her sword tip hard!

  Golden light is shining!

  The sword bent suddenly, and then broke with a "click"!

   And that fist, with its momentum still alive, immediately hit her turned chest, still fierce!

  The girl in the white skirt squinted her eyes, and without retreating or avoiding, she also clenched her fists and punched him.

  The golden fist and the white fist collided heavily with a "boom".

   A deafening explosion sounded.

  The air wave exploded, and the surrounding snowflakes and leaves were instantly blown away.

  Both of them were shocked!

  The owner of the golden fist backed up a few steps, then stomped his foot on the ground, and then slid a few meters back on the snow before stopping.

  The girl in the white skirt stood there, motionless.

  The two looked at each other.

  The field was silent for a few breaths. Sister Dao was about to speak when Linghu Qingzhu's voice suddenly came from the bamboo forest: "Daoling, stand back and let your senior brother compete with her."

  Dao Ling was slightly startled when he heard the words, and didn't say anything more, put away the knife, and retreated to the back.

  Luo Qingzhou clenched his fists and looked at the veiled girl in front of him. The energy in the acupoints in his body surged out and rushed towards his arms.

   "Wow!"

  The golden light shone on the fist, and a layer of golden gloves appeared.

  The girl in the white skirt stood in the snow, looking at him calmly.

   Neither of them spoke, their figures flashed, and their fists collided heavily again.

  This time, Luo Qingzhou's body was shaken, and he was directly sent flying by a huge force.

  He landed in the bamboo forest dozens of meters away, bounced on the green bamboo, and then flashed his figure again, rushing up!

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  He shot hundreds of fist shadows in a row, densely packed, and instantly enveloped the girl in the white skirt.

  But the eyes of the girl in the white dress were still as calm as before.

  The snow-white figure flitted lightly in the huge and fierce fists, coming and going freely, and the two fists also turned into dense fist shadows, surrounding the whole body.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Hundreds of fists hit together like thunder, and a deafening sound broke out.

  At the same time, the air wave spread like a torrent.

  The green bamboos around were bent down one after another by the impact, and some of them snapped directly.

  At the same time, Sister Dao's cabin not far away was directly thrown out.

  Sister Dao hurriedly ran behind Linghu Qingzhu.

  Su Feng and Su Yu also stood behind Linghu Qingzhu, watching the battle in shock.

  In front of Linghu Qingzhu, a thin cyan mask appeared, protecting the four of them behind.

  The air wave came fiercely, and the light mask only slightly rippled like a breeze blowing on the surface of a lake.

  The two of them didn't have any gimmicks, they fought each other fiercely.

  The girl in the white dress looked slender and thin, with petite and light fists, but she didn't lose the slightest bit of wind when facing Luo Qingzhou's fierce Vajra Fist. On the contrary, every time Luo Qingzhou punched, she would be shocked and retreated.

   Seeing this scene, Sister Dao couldn't help asking: "Master, who is that woman? She's so powerful."

  Linghu Qingzhu watched the battle between the two, but did not answer.

  Su Yu on the side whispered: "Junior Sister Dao, that person's name is Liuli, and she is the saint of Xianyun Pavilion. This time, she is here to marry our Lingxiao Sect. And the object of her marriage is..."

   Speaking of this, she glanced at her master and saw that he didn't stop him, then lowered her voice and said, "It's Junior Brother Chu."

  As soon as these words came out, Sister Dao was stunned.

  She looked at the battle in the field again, looked at the snow-white figure, was stunned for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Senior sister, does Chu Feiyang know?"

  Su Yu said in a low voice: "Junior Brother Chu doesn't seem to know who she is yet. Master seems to want the two of them to fight on purpose."

  Sister Dao was full of doubts, but she didn't dare to say more.

   At this time, the battle in the arena not only showed no signs of stopping, but became more and more intense.

  Luo Qingzhou's punches became faster and more ferocious.

  He seemed to have inexhaustible power all over his body, with fierce punches and explosive moves. Every time he was beaten back, he immediately rushed forward again.

   And the girl in the white skirt is obviously much stronger than him, and she handles every move with ease, with ease.

  The fight between the two naturally caused a lot of commotion.

  I don't know when, Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang, the owner of Xianyun Pavilion, also came here together.

  Linghu Qingzhu glanced at the two of them, and ordered Su Feng behind him: "Go and close the entrance, and no one else is allowed to come up."

  Su Feng agreed and left in a hurry.

   Fairy Zixia and Luo Shang watched the fierce battle between the two, and neither seemed to be overly surprised.

  Luo Shang showed a smile on his face, and asked: "Qing Zhu, why did you suddenly start fighting?"

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at the figure with the two intersecting fists, and said expressionlessly: "I don't know."

  Luo Shang looked at Fairy Zixia next to him, and asked: "Zixia, is that young man your disciple?"

   Fairy Zixia nodded slightly.

  Luo Chang looked at the fierce young man in the arena again, and said with a smile: "The strength looks okay, but the cultivation base is a bit low, and the length is a bit shabby..."

  Linghu Qingzhu glanced at her, but didn't speak.

Luo Chang looked at it for a while, shook his head, and said: "Zixia, at first you refused, but I was still aggrieved, and wanted to fight for it again. Now that I see your disciple... Hehe, let's forget about this marriage. Forget it I agree, and it is estimated that other elders in the sect will not agree, and our ancestor will not agree. Of course, if Liuli knows that it is him, he probably will not agree."

  Fairy Zixia still kept a smile on her face, and said, "Forget it, listen to Aunt Luo."

  Luo Shang raised his eyebrows and said, "How did you choose him?"

   Fairy Zixia said: "I fell in love with it at a glance, Aunt Luo, is there a problem?"

Luo Chang smiled and said: "No problem, this is your Lingxiaozong's family business, I can have any questions. But, I still want to say, you are the suzerain of Lingxiaozong, and your only disciple is not just yours. Disciple, you are still the face of your Lingxiao Sect, and you will even compete for the position of suzerain of your Lingxiao Sect in the future. So, Zixia, you should be cautious."

   Fairy Zixia smiled and said: "I will be more careful next time. As for this time, there is nothing I can do. It doesn't matter if you are ugly or stupid, as long as you are obedient."

  Luo Chang shrugged his shoulders, did not say any more, and continued to look at the field.

  Luo Qingzhou and the white skirt girl collided with each other suddenly, not only the energy in his body was consumed extremely fast, but also the internal force in the white skirt girl's pill sea was also rapidly consumed.

  The two fought for half an hour, but they still didn't stop.

  The girl in the white skirt wanted to stop talking or use other moves. After all, it was a sparring, so there was no need to be so desperate, but Luo Qingzhou didn't give her any chance.

  As soon as she was about to stop, Luo Qingzhou's fist hit her fiercely, either on her face or on her chest, and she could only attack passively.

   Another half an hour later.

  The surrounding area is already a mess, the hut has long since disappeared, and most of the surrounding bamboo forests have also collapsed.

Sweat began to appear on the forehead of the girl in the white dress, and the snow-white dress on her body was also slightly soaked in sweat. At the same time, her heartbeat accelerated, and the gasping in her nose also increased. Two touches of hot red.

  Although she has a high level of cultivation, she cannot withstand continuous high-intensity battles for an hour.

   Almost every punch and every move of the opponent was fierce and merciless. Although she received it with ease, it also consumed a lot of internal and physical strength.

  At this time, most of the internal power in her Danhai has been consumed.

   But the opponent still didn't seem to show signs of stopping, she didn't give in anymore, and when the opponent punched again, she punched out with all her strength.

   "Boom!"

   One bang!

  Luo Qingzhou was directly sent flying, and fell to the snow tens of meters away in embarrassment, and slid back a certain distance before stopping.

  The girl in the white skirt closed her fists and said, "Senior brother, today's discussion ends here..."

   "Boom!"

   Before she could finish speaking, the boy on the ground suddenly rushed forward again, and directly punched out a huge golden fist light!

  The golden fist flew out of the fist in an instant, and shot in front of her with a terrifying aura!

  The girl in the white skirt shrank her pupils, but still refused to give way, and punched her.

   There was a loud bang, deafening!

  The golden fist light exploded in front of her suddenly, and the huge air wave lifted her long hair and white skirt, and almost lifted the veil on her face.

   "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  At this moment, the boy continued to unleash more golden punches!

  The girl in the white dress frowned slightly, with a hint of anger in her eyes. In a flash, she passed through those menacing fists and appeared directly in front of him, and then suddenly punched him in the chest.

  Luo Qingzhou couldn't avoid it, he put his fists on his chest to resist.

"boom!"

  The girl's snow-white fist slammed heavily on both of his wrists, sending him flying again.

  Luo Qingzhou fell into the snow in embarrassment again, and immediately the blood in his body surged, his throat was sweet, and he sneezed a mouthful of blood.

   Sister Dao not far away was startled.

The girl in white skirt stopped in place, put away her fists, and said, "Senior brother, you are indeed powerful, and your internal strength seems to be different from ordinary people, but after all, you are only at the initial stage of a great martial artist. no…"

   "Boom!"

   Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou suddenly punched her again.

  The girl in the white skirt stopped talking, and greeted her with a punch.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

   Luo Qingzhou punched hundreds of times in just a few seconds this time!

  At this moment, all the energy in the acupoints in his body burst out, rushing towards his fists like a tide!

  Although his whole body was in pain from being shaken by this girl, his body was extremely comfortable, and the more he beat him, the more comfortable he became!

  The girl in the white dress didn't dare to be careless, and immediately threw her fists to fight back.

  The fists of the two collided violently and quickly in the open snow field, and the rumbling sound was endless!

   Another half an hour later.

  The girl in the white dress was dripping with sweat, the hair on her temples was already soaked, and her breath became more rapid.

   And the internal force in her body is almost exhausted.

   But the opponent's attack is still fierce.

  At this moment, when she looked at the boy opposite, she suddenly became serious.

  Because of the opponent's internal strength, it has erupted for such a long time, but there still seems to be a lot, and it seems to be continuous.

  Luo Shang outside the court, his expression became slightly dignified, and he immediately said: "Disciple, don't be polite to him anymore, use all your strength!"

  Zixia on the side smiled slightly, but did not speak.

There was a flash of light on the girl in the white skirt, her dress was fluttering, and she punched out a fist, and a round of sunset glow lit up on that fist, and the fist glow exploded, as if the sunset glow dyed the clouds red, illuminating everyone's hearts pupil.

   "Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou was sent flying again, and fell heavily into the collapsed bamboo forest in the distance.

   This time, he couldn't get up immediately.

  The girl in the white skirt put away her fists, the veil on her face was soaked with sweat, her plump **** undulated slightly, and the breath in her nose was panting rapidly, obviously very tired.

  She put away her fists, stabilized her breath, looked at the young man on the ground and said, "Senior brother, you..."

   "Whoosh!"

  Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Luo Qingzhou, who was lying on the ground, jumped up again, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and his figure flashed, and he had already thrown himself in front of her.

   "Boom!"

   This fist, bursting with golden light, suddenly became much more powerful!

  Even Luo Shang, who was outside the arena, was taken aback.

  The face of the girl in the white skirt changed slightly, and the internal force in the pill sea immediately poured into her arm, and then she punched out, and a bright light burst out from her fist!

   "Boom!"

  The two fists collided heavily again!

  The golden fist glow and the red fist glow exploded instantly, setting off an even more terrifying wave of air!

   This time, the girl in the white skirt was shocked, and her feet under the skirt couldn't help it, and she took a few steps back.

  Luo Qingzhou was also shocked and slid backwards.

  He stepped on the green bamboo behind him, and the green bamboo, which was only half left, immediately bent backwards and fell to the ground.

   "Whoosh!"

  Unexpectedly, Luo Qingzhou didn't stop, and rushed forward again.

   "Boom!"

  The two fists collided fiercely again.

  The girl in the white skirt was beaten back again.

  Luo Qingzhou flew backwards. After spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, he turned around and landed firmly on the ground.

   This time, he stopped in place and did not rush up immediately.

   Luo Shang outside the arena frowned slightly, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face: "You have advanced! Is this deliberately using my apprentice to sprint?"

  Fairy Zixia on the side gave a belated "Yeah" with a look of surprise on her face, and said, "Are you promoted? Hey, what a coincidence."

Luo Chang glanced at her, the corner of his mouth twitched violently, and immediately sullenly shouted to the audience: "Teacher, don't show mercy, you are here on behalf of my Xianyun Pavilion this time, don't be polite to him!" , knock him down!"

At this moment, the girl in the white dress is already covered in sweat, panting delicately, and the internal energy in the pill sea has almost been consumed. Although the recovery speed is fast, the consumption is even faster. The other party did not give her any time to recover at all. .

  But at this moment, the other party finally gave her time.

  While quickly recovering the internal strength in her body, the girl in the white skirt looked at the boy in front of her, panting and said, "You...what's your name?"

  The clothes on Luo Qingzhou's body were already drenched, his muscles ached all over his body, and he was punched in the face a few times, causing bursts of pain, but his body felt extremely refreshed.

  He finally managed to break through that layer of membrane just now, and advanced!

  However, something seems wrong.

   There is still a ball of flame burning in the pill sea, and the energy in each acupuncture point seems to be recovering quickly. It took half a day, not only did not empty out, but more and more.

   After only a short pause, his body began to feel dry and hot, and the energy in his body began to become restless.

continue!

   "Boom!"

  Luo Qingzhou punched him again.

  The girl in the white skirt is really a little annoyed now, but at this moment, the energy in her body has been drained, and her physical strength has also been exhausted.

  She had no choice but to punch again and greeted him.

  The small white fist and the big golden fist collided once again.

   The two of them were shocked, and they retreated a few meters together.

  Seeing that he was about to charge again, the girl in the white dress could only take out a Qingfeng sword with a "shua", and decided to use the sword to delay for some time, so as to recover some physical and internal strength.

  Of course Luo Qingzhou didn't allow her to use the sword. Seeing this, she immediately made a "swish" sound, took out her own black wooden stick, and swung it at it.

  The girl in the white skirt was not on guard, relying on the sharpness of the sword in her hand, she cut it off with one blow.

   "Crack!"

  The wooden stick and the sword collided together, and the sword broke instantly.

  The girl in the white skirt froze for a moment, then immediately took a few steps back, and took out a sword again.

   "Crack!"

   Unexpectedly, after a few moves, the second sword in her hand was interrupted again.

  In addition to the sword that was broken by Linghu Qingzhu before, the three swords on her body were all broken.

  While she was in a daze, Linghu Qing swung his bamboo sleeve robe, and a blue sword flew towards him, saying: "Use mine."

  The girl in the white skirt caught it, and immediately used her light and spiritual swordsmanship, no longer confronting the wooden stick in his hand head-on.

  But what shocked her was that the stick the young man was obviously using seemed to be able to see her sword moves instantly.

  No matter how fast she is and how complicated her sword moves are, he seems to be able to determine her sword position at a glance.

   "Crack!"

  After dozens of moves, the sword in his hand was interrupted again.

  Su Yu outside the arena hurriedly said: "Master, Junior Brother Chu broke your sword, and your sword cost a lot of money to refine."

  Linghu Qingzhu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter, I will let him pay for it."

  At this time, Luo Qingzhou was like a **** of war possessed, the power in his body was surging, and he was so excited that he was urging him to fight, and he couldn't stop at all.

  Obviously knowing that it was the sword of the uncle, but he couldn't stop it.

   Seeing that the girl no longer had a sword, he immediately put away the wooden stick in his hand, and once again cast Vajra Fist, hitting it.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The girl in the white skirt punched him several times in a row. When she punched the last one, she was exhausted and her body became unstable. She fell backwards and slid a certain distance on the snow before stopping.

Seeing this, Luo Shang outside the arena did not speak, nor did he tell them to stop, but stared at the young man in the arena with a look of suspicion on his face, and murmured in a low voice: " No...no...could this young man want to..."

  At this time, Fairy Zixia, who was on the side, also showed doubts on her face.

  Based on her deduction, no matter how powerful the Nine Transformation Pill is, it should be over by now, it is impossible to give him so much energy.

  But at this moment, this young man still looked radiant and full of energy, as if he still had inexhaustible strength all over his body.

   "No, there is something wrong..."

   She was puzzled.

   Then she looked aside and asked, "Qing Zhu, do you know what's going on?"

  Linghu Qingzhu shook his head.

Fairy Zixia didn't think about it any more, her frowning brows gradually loosened, a smile appeared on her face, she looked at Luo Shang at the side, and said, "Aunt Luo, my disciple is really rude, obviously the saint has been giving way all the time. He, he doesn't know what to do, and is aggressive. It seems that Aunt Luo is right, he is indeed not worthy of a saint, this marriage..."

  Luo Shang suddenly interrupted her words: "This marriage, let them decide for themselves. We parents don't have to worry about children's affairs."

   Then he looked at her again, and said sincerely: "Zixia, I, Xianyun Pavilion, really want to marry your Lingxiaozong."

  Zixia asked suspiciously: "Didn't Aunt Luo say just now?"

  Luo Shang was also puzzled and said, "Did I say it?"

   "Didn't you say it?"

   "Definitely not."

"Oh."

  Zixia sighed, and said again: "Aunt Luo, I know your kindness, but..."

Linghu Qingzhu on the side suddenly said coldly: "But Chu Feiyang is too ugly, and his cultivation is not as good as that of a saint. Even if Sect Master Luo agrees, it is estimated that the other elders of the noble sect will not agree. That patriarch probably won't agree. Of course, if Fairy Liuli knew it was him, she probably wouldn't agree."

  Luo Shang: "..."

  Zixia pursed her lips, and immediately said seriously: "Qingzhu, why are you talking to Aunt Luo? It's not big or small."

  Linghu Qingzhu looked at the front and didn't speak any more.

  The eyes of several people continued to look at the field.

  After Liuli fell to the ground, although the energy in Luo Qingzhou's body was still about to move, he still held back, stopped in place, and waited for her to get up from the ground.

Liuli stood up from the ground, mud was stained on her snow-white dress, she looked at him with complicated eyes, panting and said: "I have no internal strength, if you still want to fight, let me rest for a while. If you don't let me If I rest, I will admit defeat... If I admit defeat, you... you probably won't hit me, right?"

  Luo Qingzhou saw that she was so tired that she was struggling to speak, so she quickly resisted the urge to punch and said: "Then you rest quickly, I will bear it for a while, and hit again later."

  Liuli: "..."

  Everyone outside the stadium watched this scene quietly, and they all had an unimaginable and wonderful feeling.

One of the two is dressed in white to win snow, and the other is dressed in black like night. There was a huge difference in strength at first, but after fighting for a long time, they were evenly matched, and they didn't mean to hurt each other. There was only one sentence between the two, but there was a kind of Can not help but make people smile at the simplicity and harmony.

   Luo Shang outside the arena, with a smile on his face, said in a low voice: "Zixia, look, the two match well."

   Fairy Zixia smiled slightly, and said, "Aunt Luo, let them decide for themselves, and we won't interfere."

  Luo Shang looked at the tall and straight figure of the young man, and said: "That being said, but you see, the two of them are so compatible, we still need to add fire from time to time."

   Then she sighed softly again, and said in a low voice: "If this boy's appearance can be better, it will be perfect..."

  Fairy Zixia smiled, did not speak any more, and looked at the boy.

At this moment, Liuli in the field suddenly looked at the boy in front of him and said, "By the way, you haven't told me your name yet? Also, you should be wearing a mask, right? Although my fist is small, it's heavy. Yes I hit you in the face several times, but you didn't have any bruises, so you must be wearing a mask."

   Immediately afterwards, she said again: "Forget it, I'm wearing a veil too."

  The field suddenly became silent again.

  (end of this chapter)