No matter how people deny Luo Xiaoman, Kunlun's eyes are so firm when she sees her, there is no doubt.

If you look closely, there is still a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he is expecting the sight of Nine Dragons flying to the sky.

"Luo Xiaoman, I found your strength is not very good, but this mouth is very nonsense." Qiang Wenwu's scornful gaze tilted, staring at her coldly, a hint of mockery in his tone. "Flying in Nine Dragons, from ancient times to the present, my ancestor of the Qiang family can do it."

"Really?" Luo Xiaoman tilted his head. This cute and playful action was learned from Kunlun. One of them is cute and the other is cute, and they have a superb interpretation of the head tilt. "Then I will tell you now, there is a second one now."

Qiang Wenwu was slightly startled, and looked at Luo Xiaoman in amazement.

He thought that Luo Xiaoman would only move his lips to frighten people, but to say this with such certainty made himself muttered.

Is she really okay?

No, it's impossible!

Qiang Wenwu frowned tightly, and his heart was dark. Only their Qiang bloodline could make the rising dragon pillar appear to fly to the sky.

Luo Xiaoman stepped forward, crossed the Qiang Civil and Martial Arts, and walked towards the Shenglongzhu.

For a moment, everyone held their breath and stared at her every move.

Next, there will be a large face-slapped scene.

Either hit Luo Xiaoman in the face, or hit them in the face.

Luo Xiaoman raised his eyes slightly and looked at the towering rising dragon pillar, then raised his hand and gently held it.

Suddenly, she ran the Hunyuan Yi Qigong method, and mobilized various forces in her body, all of which were injected on the rising dragon pillar.

Buzz!

Shenglongzhu lit up a purple light!

This purple light rose up into the sky and turned into the shape of a dragon, whistling and hovering, making it even more compelling than the power of Qiang's civil and military forces.

"This, this is Zilong?!"

"No? Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. This is the order of the level of the exercises. Just now the eldest prince was the green dragon, and now it is the purple dragon. Doesn't it mean that Luo Xiaoman's exercises are more advanced than the prince's?"

"What's a joke? That's Hun Yuan Yi Qigong Method, it's a bad street, and it's something that was used as a footrest!"

Everyone stiffened their faces, watching this scene in disbelief, and some even wiped their eyes repeatedly, thinking they had hallucinations.

However, no matter how they wiped it, the purple awns in front of them were still so dazzling and bright.

"Impossible!" Qiang Wenwu stared dumbfounded at the purple dragon winding in the air, his whole body was not good. "You must be lying! What you cultivate is not Hunyuan Yiqi Gong at all."

"Sorry, I practiced Hunyuan Yiqi Gongfa!" Luo Xiaoman tilted his eyes at Qiang Wenwu, and said lightly, "It's just that I should be the only one who can practice Hunyuan Yiqi Gong."

The only one who has cultivated Hunyuan Yiqi Gong method? !

Qiang Wenwu was shocked!

A ridiculous idea jumped into his mind.

Is this Hunyuan Yiqi Gong method tailor-made for Luo Xiaoman?

Although this idea is absurd, only this idea can explain why no one can practice Hunyuan Yi Qigong since ancient times.

"Hahaha, Xiaoman really has something." Seeing that Luo Xiaoman's performance was amazing, Qiang Ting couldn't help laughing happily. He didn't feel distressed that his elder son would lose to Luo Xiaoman, and even thought that Luo Xiaoman had won. Qiang's civil and military is the result he wants.