One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 328 After the game,

"This stinky boy, he's quite ruthless. The slap on him just now was still a light blow."

Holding the sword, Hu Xiuwu watched the iron chestnuts all over the ground turn into smoke and dust, speechless.

No wonder he felt palpitations just now when he wanted to land on the ground. There is no place to stay on the iron water chest all over the ground.

Wang Bing was lying at his feet, the left side of his face was as red and swollen as a steamed pig's head, and he had already passed out from the pain.

After tearing open the nearly one-meter-thick iron pillar with the Qingxu chop, he changed the edge of the sword into a sword ridge, and slashed at Wang Bing's face like an iron ruler, knocking him unconscious.

This is already the result of Hu Xiuwu keeping his hand, otherwise Hu Xiuwu could directly crush his head with his small body.

"Xiao Bing!"

After Wang Ai found out that the hole card he had left for his grandson had been lifted, he ignored the referee's obstruction, and before the fog cleared, he hurriedly jumped into the arena to check Wang Bing's situation.

After checking, it was found that Wang was fine, he was just stunned, so he was relieved a little.

Hu Xiuwu held his sword and looked down at Wang Ai who was squatting on the ground: "How about it, Mr. Wang, my meager cultivation level still catches your eyes."

He could hear clearly the conversation between Wang Ai and Lu Ci just now.

What kind of person is Wang Ai?

In an instant, Wang Ai put on a sweet smile, just like in the movies, he always generously and kindly leads the disheveled clothes, or the little girl who ran away from home, and the grandfather who returned home:
"Hey, Xiao Hu, you are definitely the strongest in the younger generation. No, even people who are older than you, there are not many who are your opponents."

"As expected of Zhang Chulan's grandfather Zhang Huaiyi's apprentice."

Full of smiles, full of malice.

Hu Xiuwu sneered, but there was no unnecessary movement, and Wang Ai's actions were also in line with his wishes.

He originally participated in the Luo Tian Dajiao in order to repay Zhang Huaiyi's favor of reinvention, and it was also one of his purposes to draw too much attention from Zhang Chulan to himself.

Without the Yinyou Liuding Formation, although the two of them didn't deliberately yell when they talked, they still had the ability to listen to the wind, or the audience with amazing hearing like Chen Blind, could hear their conversation clearly Content.

"What did Mr. Wang Ai say just now? Hu Xiuwu is the apprentice of a mysterious master."

"really?"

"Impossible, how could the ten men admit their mistake? Could it be that Hu Xiuwu's strength is due to the so-called source of energy."

Zhuge Bai put away his finger-pointing, dissipated his spell and listened to the wind, he was still young, not as mature as his elder brother, just now he heard such explosive news, he couldn't hide his emotion, he said bluffingly:
"Wow! Brother, did you hear that Hu Xiuwu turned out to be his apprentice, isn't that Zhang Chulan's uncle?"

"I heard that," Zhuge Qing smiled with satisfaction, "This match really didn't come in vain. Not only can I see Ba ​​Tiaoshen appear again, but I can also know such a big secret for the first time."

Zhuge Bai suddenly asked with great interest: "Brother, you said that the Taiyin God is the spirit of the ancestors, so will the family want the Taiyin God from the Wang family?"

For the members of the Zhuge family, everything about the ancestor Zhuge Liang deserves their attention.

"Of course not," Zhuge Qing shook his head, "Taiyin and Xuanwu followed the ancestors, and served the ancestors themselves, not Zhuge's family. The family has no right to beg the Taiyin God."

"Besides, the storm will only start after the Luo Tian Dajiao is over. At this time, the family should remain quiet."

Today's news will definitely spread its wings and fly to all parts of the country through the Internet at the first time.

From today, Hu Xiuwu will experience Zhang Chulan's treatment, become the focus of attention, and become the center of various conspiracy storms.

The referee also noticed that something was wrong, so he hurriedly called out the result of the game, wanting to make Hu Xiuwu leave quickly. They are also the descendants of Longhu Mountain, and they all know the Golden Light Curse, but he still has a better impression of Hu Xiuwu.

Who let him compare with Zhang Chulan, who didn't shake Bilian.

"The winner, Hu Xiuwu."

After the referee announced the result, Hu Xiuwu left straight away, but no one had any doubts. Everyone could see that Wang Ai had no good intentions in disclosing Hu Xiuwu's secret to the public just now.

Hu Xiuwu was eager to leave, and it was only natural to calmly think about what to do next.

Wang Ai thought so too, until he used Juling to send the general to see the king and bring back the Taiyin God in his body, but he was in vain.

Even a scheming person like Wang Ai was stunned:
As for my Taiyin God, I went to the Taiyin God who is so big.

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Wang Ai, an old fox, really doesn't take any losses. He just beat up his grandson, and he bought me backhandedly, trying to muddy the water and fish in troubled waters.

Hey!I'm not Zhang Chulan's unlucky guy, you have to pay for buying me.

Leaving the crowd, Hu Xiuwu walked lightly, without the dignified look just now, relaxed as if he was finally off work, a white-collar worker who was liberated, and even thought of teasing Wang Ai.

Before, he could have directly solved Wang Bing with Yinxian Chaos, but he still wanted to get close to Wang Bing, because he wanted to take his own 'compensation' himself.

After getting close to the king, Hu Xiuwu used his supernatural power, Beiyin Conscript, to snatch the Taiyin God.

Although I don't know why the Feng family's unique knowledge fell into the hands of the Wang family, there is indeed something about Juling dispatching generals. If he hadn't knocked the king unconscious first, and then stuck close to his Niwan Palace to cast spells, Hu Xiuwu would have been useless. Faith takes it away.

This is his apology, Wang Ai slandered him, he took the apology, and left without Wang Ai apologizing to him.

See how generous I am, how considerate I am.

Hu Xiuwu was relieved that his xinxing had improved again, and he learned to repay grievances with kindness.

The tree-lined path casts a large shadow, which is cool and refreshing. The sun floats in the shadow and casts spots of light. Hu Xiuwu walks along the old tree, and his figure is also flickering.

At the moment when he walked through a large shadow and was about to step into the sunlight, Hu Xiuwu's figure suddenly disappeared like a bubble.

"Where are people? Where did they go?"

After Hu Xiuwu disappeared, eight or nine people rushed out from several corners behind him.

Fat and thin, tall and low, male and female.

The only thing they have in common is that their skills are all above the standard, and they don't seem to be good people.

"Why did he suddenly disappear like a ghost?"

"It's not that you bunch of trash, accidentally exposed your breath, let him find out, let's run away, why are you all trash now?"

A woman with a high ponytail stood aside, with her hands folded over her chest, and her two mountains were stacked together, squinting at the fat man who was always staring at him lewdly.

Those who dare to be crazy enough to follow Hu Xiuwu during the day are naturally only monsters like Quan Xing.

Feeling the woman's disdain, the fat man was very dissatisfied: "You woman, what do you mean when you look at me and say these words?"

The woman sneered: "Bian Min, you are the weakest person present, what do you mean by me?"

Bian Min gritted his teeth angrily, but he didn't dare to say anything more, because what she said was the truth, and he also secretly hated in his heart that his stingy master who taught things to pick and search is also a dead ghost, and he hasn't finished teaching just die.

You are the third son, you have nothing to do, why go to Eight Immortals Mountain to join in the fun.As a result, I didn't learn all the imperial things, the iron thorns were not as flexible as Jia Zhengliang, and I lost the stuff in my hand.

Anyway, leave the three corpse needles for me!

Bian Min complained in his heart, and said angrily: "Then what should we do, we just break up and hide?"

"No, I know Hu Xiuwu. He is not the kind of person who hides when he sees things. He should be spying on us around here. Be careful. You all saw him in the last match."

Behind Quan Xing, a thin and haggard middle-aged man slowly walked over.

He seemed to be very prestigious in Quanxing, and none of the Quanxing people present refuted the judgment he made, and all of them silently moved closer to him, guarding the surrounding situation.

The murderous aura released by several people instantly made the atmosphere tense and oppressive.

The frightened flock of birds startled, and a hundred birds flew into the sky.

A few people did not practice Jinggong well enough, and were distracted a little by the flock of birds.

Just at this moment,

A bright knife light descended from the sky, the sword light was as enthusiastic and unrestrained as the scorching sun, and the sword's chant was like the first cry of a baby, resounding through the sky, swaying the desire for life and fear.

I want to live
So you are all going to die!

Youyue Sword Art·Sky Dragon Flash!

A sword light, four blood flowers, and an eight-stage broken body.

Hu Xiuwu took a sword flower, shook out a few red plum blossoms, and confronted the remaining five or six people: "You guys are mediocre, and you dare to follow me."

"Did you give them the guts?"

"Tu Junfang!"

(End of this chapter)