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"Good boy, I didn't expect you to learn such a skill in Wudang in the past few years. You have hidden it very deeply."

Facing Wang Ye, Hu Xiuwu said to himself: "It turns out that Wudang still has the secret book of the Fenghou Qimen. It seems that after the Jiashen Rebellion, Wudang Zhou Sheng secretly returned to Wudang and left a legacy. .”

Wang also struggled hard to break free from the rope on his body, but after hearing Hu Xiuwu's deduction, he was still stubborn and denied:
"It's nothing, what is Fenghou Qimen, there is no such thing in Wudang."

Hu Xiuwu looked at him contemptuously: "You will be deceiving other people by saying that, and you can be regarded as the one I grew up watching, so I don't know."

"Fart! Sun thief, I have been kind to you these past few years, do you really think I can't beat you?"

"I can't beat it!"

Hu Xiuwu said from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Ye: "..."

After playing around for a while, Hu Xiuwu waved his hand, scattered the hemp rope transformed by the transfiguration technique, stared at him and said, "Be your Wudang Taoist well and enjoy your purity, wouldn't you? Why come to this muddy water."

Wang Ye rubbed his waist, and said casually: "I think about it too, but who told me to owe a hand, I made a calculation, and I didn't come without knowing the inside story. My heart is restless and uncertain. How can I get pure."

Hu Xiuwu moved and said: "No wonder I haven't seen you all this time, is it because I'm afraid of hurting me?"

"Hmph," Wang Ye snorted coldly, and said expressionlessly, "No, I'm afraid you'll hurt me."

"That night, when the strange little girl next to Zhang Chulan came to attack Shan Shitong, seeing you and Zhang Chulan in contact, I guessed that you also came for Zhang Chulan."

"After I came here, it was easy to attract bees and butterflies. If I was misunderstood to have something to do with the origin of the body, then I really couldn't clean it up."

Hu Xiuwu said: "But today you revealed the truth, you still can't go back to Wudang, what are your plans? Do you want to go home for two days? Uncle Wang still misses you very much. Every time I go to see him, he Let me find a way to drag you down from Wudang."

Wang Song sat on the ground loosely, and said calmly: "Zhuge Qing, I have solved it. With you, there will be no obstacles for Zhang Chulan to become a celestial master. I will persuade Zhang Chulan for the last time tomorrow, and I will leave." .”

Hu Xiuwu said: "Let's go so early, don't watch Luo Tiandajiao's final."

The corner of Wang Ye's mouth twitched, thinking it was nonsense: "What's so interesting about the final between you and Zhang Chulan, it's not as exciting as tomorrow's match between you and Feng Xingtong."

"Besides, when you and Zhang Chulan are still attracting attention in Longhu Mountain, I can go down the mountain more easily."

Wang also looked at the pedestrians who walked past him talking and laughing without looking sideways, and exclaimed:

"You really took the Taiyin God from Wang Bing's hands. Wang Ai, an old fox, capsized in the gutter today and suffered a dark loss in your hands."

It has long been heard that after Wang Bing finished the match with Hu Xiuwu, Wang Ai's expression was always ugly, and he was still looking for Hu Xiuwu's whereabouts.

Originally, Wang also thought that Wang Ai was out of anger because his grandson was injured by Hu Xiuwu, and wanted to take revenge on him, and wondered when Wang Ai was so bad at nourishing his energy.

...

It turned out that it was his pension money, which was snatched away by the little thief Hu Xiuwu.

Hu Xiuwu was as stubborn as the previous king, and firmly refused to admit it: "I don't understand what you are talking about. I am using the art of yin protection, not some innate ability of the yin god. Don't smear people's innocence for nothing."

Wang was also speechless: "The innate supernatural power of the Taiyin God, oh, okay, whatever you say is what you say, then you unlock this yin protection technique, and I have to go back and book a ticket."

Hu Xiuwu dispelled the technique of Yin Blessing, restored the sense of existence of the two, and handed Wang Ye a jade order: "Here, keep it for self-defense. If you really fall into the trap of ten deaths and no life, just think of your father." Good for you."

The jade order is about the size of a mobile phone, the material is ordinary, and the engraving is also very simple, except that there is a "Luofeng hole opening order" on one side.

Wang also weighed the jade order: "A talisman? Or a magic weapon? Why haven't I heard of the opening order of Luo Fengdong, this talisman."

"I created it myself."

"Okay, I will accept your filial piety." Wang also put away the jade order, patted the dust off his body, stood up, and before leaving, he still seemed unintentional, and told Hu Xiuwu:
"On Longhu Mountain, fish and dragons are mixed now, you have to be more careful."

Hu Xiuwu said: "Don't worry, since I dare to show up, I have already made sure of it."

"Tomorrow, I will be famous all over the world!"

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After one night, the sun is shining brightly, and on the high platform, all the heroes are gathered, and the young and long are gathered together.

All the ten elders on Longhu Mountain were present, and all the players from Luo Tian Dajiao who hadn't participated in the competition came to watch the battle.

It was the first time that so many people watched a game since Luo Tian Dajiao started.

Feng Xingtong on the field below was a little nervous for a while, but apart from the slightest trace of nervousness, there was a burning excitement like a raging fire.

Not counting my own father, just those old people on the side of the stand, Zhang Zhiwei, Wang Ai, and Lu Ci, are all well-known figures in the alien world. In terms of status and seniority, there is almost no one in the alien world in China. It's going to be taller.

Apart from Zhang Chulan and Tang Wenlong who were competing, Zhang Lingyu and Lu Linglong,

How many people and how many opportunities can there be in the world to show their faces on such a big occasion.

If he can play well in this game, he can complete the task assigned by his father ahead of schedule.

Gang newly rising, the world with superficial foundation will show its power.

but,
Feng Xingtong stared at the approach entrance on the opposite side with a solemn expression.

The opponent this time is a formidable enemy.No, it's a monster that I'm far inferior to. If I hadn't got Uncle Liu in the last round, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to stand in front of him.

rustling,
At the entrance, there was the sound of rubbing sand and gravel, as if a huge object was slowly entering from the entrance, Feng Xingtong swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

After the sand and dust passed, a young man who looked like Zhilan put his hands in his pockets and walked into the arena with ease, welcoming everyone's malice and admiration.

The only thing that spoils the scenery is that he looks like an old farmer, with an old-fashioned broom under his arm, standing loosely opposite Feng Xingtong, looking very listless.

Under the pulped wooden pole of the broom tray, the broom head made of bamboo branches dragged the ground, leaving snake trails behind him, with rustling rubbing sounds.

...

Hu Xiuwu put his hands in his pockets like this, and stood casually opposite Feng Xingtong, but seeing his expressionless face, Feng Xingtong still became nervous for no reason, reluctantly put on a smile, and showed weakness:
"Senior Hu Xiuwu, I know I am not your match, so please advise me."

Hu Xiuwu didn't speak, instead he held the wooden handle of the broom with his backhand and shouted, "Uncle Liu! Are you okay?"

Uncle Liu's evil spirit overflowed Feng Xingtong's body, but there was no other movement.

Feng Xingtong didn't restrict Uncle Liu too much. Except that he couldn't leave him, Uncle Liu's activities were not restricted.
But being detained and taken away by a child made him feel ashamed, and he didn't want to meet Hu Xiuwu.

"I've inquired about your reputation. You have a different style from your father, Wang Bing and others, and you haven't treated Uncle Liu badly. I won't hit hard."

Seeing that Uncle Liu was fine, Hu Xiuwu's face was a little relaxed, and his tone was much more relaxed.

Although Hu Xiuwu can arrest spirit bodies unconditionally, and Hu Xiuwu relies on Luo Fengtian, and the elves under his command can be resurrected in Luo Fengtian, but mortals do not have this ability.

And not all spirit bodies are as powerful as the fairy family, most of the spirit bodies are just ignorant dead souls.

Therefore, when Feng Zhenghao and the Wang family used the detaining spirits to send generals, they used ordinary spirit bodies as pills, and supplied them to a few spirit bodies with extraordinary aptitude to swallow, so as to warm up their soul bodies and increase their combat power, and sometimes they also used them as firewood. , to enhance the power of one's own moves.

However, according to Canglong's information, Feng Xingtong is a different kind. He regards his captured spirit as a friend, and does not feed ghosts with ghosts.
It has just been confirmed that the information is true, and Hu Xiuwu's sense of Feng Xingtong is much better.

Hu Xiuwu raised his left hand falsely: "You go first."

"You say so."

Feng Xingtong's smile disappeared instantly, and his expression turned serious, "Then I won't be polite!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Xingtong aroused Uncle Liu's strength, Feng Xingtong's eyes were pale, with a demonic aura, he jumped up angrily.It was as if a mountain-swallowing demon python propped up its long body and opened its bloody mouth.

Ling Ran was like a violent tornado storm, violent like a surging Qiantang River tide.

The power of only one person is like a thousand troops galloping.

Hu Xiuwu was as insignificant as an ant under the tide of his evil spirit.

"Uncle Liu is always strong and strong. I really don't have to be his opponent without a knife. Fortunately, I borrowed a broom from Senior Brother Zhang Ganhe."

Hu Xiuwu sighed in admiration, and then his eyes were fixed, his eyes were like torches, and the golden light on his body was burning, as bright as the scorching sun, and as firm as a diamond.

The golden light spread along Hu Xiuwu's hand to the broom, and the ordinary broom turned into an extremely sharp golden knife.

The golden knife dragged the ground, like a cold and beautiful saw, from bottom to top, from the flat ground, dragged a towering and thick sword qi, sharp like a jigsaw, solid like a reef dividing water,
The giant python impacted on the long front of the sword qi, like a comet hitting the ground, stirring up a circle of powerful waves, overturning the ground, smashing the ring wall, like a natural disaster landing.

Against the backdrop of the two, the arena, which was as wide as a gymnasium, looked extremely small, unable to accommodate the aura of the two of them at all.

One person above Qing Huang Ting