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Chapter 132 Brother, let's shoot the gun

"What kind of spear intent is the [Positive Spear Intent] you're talking about?"

Yang Wudi questioned, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Follow the general trend and God's will!"

Yang Wushuang spit out a few words slowly.

"What is the general trend, what is the will of God?"

Hearing Yang Wushuang's words, Yang Wudi frowned and said in doubt.

"The power of the Wuhun Palace to rule the world is the general trend, and the will of thousands of common people is the will of God!"

Yang Wushuang opened his mouth slowly, and as he spoke, his eyes shot out with brilliance, as if he could see through everything in the world.

"Hahaha……"

Yang Wudi suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, as if he heard something very ridiculous.

"After talking for a long time, are you a lobbyist for Wuhundian?"

After a while, Yang Wudi's laughter gradually stopped. He looked at Yang Wushuang coldly and asked, "Yang Wushuang, have you forgotten what happened back then?"

"You mean the Wuhundian attacked our Pozhi clan, causing the death of a large number of clan members?"

"If I remember correctly, the beginning of this matter was done by that bastard who likes sun soul beasts!"

"This bastard killed the Pope of the Wuhun Palace and escaped by himself, and the so-called No. [-] sect directly closed the mountain gate and let us affiliated families go up to die."

"By the way, the Lizhi clan has the most dead. They even erected a special monument to praise the clansmen who died in battle."

Yang Wushuang's face was indifferent, and he said indifferently.

"After so many years, it doesn't make any sense to discuss who is right and who is wrong now."

Yang Wudi stared at Yang Wushuang, and after a while of silence, he said lightly.

"I don't want to discuss too much with you. The purpose of my coming today is to defeat you and prove that I am right!"

Yang Wushuang shook his head lightly, his indifferent voice spread across the square.

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, Yang Wudi laughed loudly, and then his face suddenly became cold: "Very well, let me see, after so many years, how have you improved!"

"The gambling fight without any lottery, lacks a little charm."

Yang Wushuang nodded slightly, and said with a light smile, "If you lose, I will be the new patriarch of the Pozhi clan, and you will abdicate to the virtuous!"

"It's interesting. The Pozhi clan has always been the strongest as the patriarch. If other people refuse to accept it, they can challenge it at any time."

Yang Wudi glanced at Yang Wushuang, and said calmly: "Although you led another part of the tribe to surrender, I still judge that you are qualified to challenge, but if you lose."

"If I lose, this thing will be yours!"

After Yang Wushuang finished speaking, he took a pink flower from the soul tool and put it aside.

It was a large pale pink flower with no leaves. The stem was three feet long. The flower was extremely large, with a diameter of over a foot. Each petal looked crystal clear, and the pale pink flower swayed gently with the breeze. .

The stamens are lavender, like purple diamonds inlaid there. Although the fragrance spreads far, it is not strong. The faint fragrance is as attractive as a lotus flower.

"Youxiang. Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin!!!"

Seeing this plant, Yang Wudi's pupils instantly dilated, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise, with an expression of disbelief.

Yang Wudi's body trembled violently, his body also swayed, his eyes were wide open.

"Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product is the bane of all poisons. Any poison within its fragrance range has no effect, and its fragrance has the effect of neutralizing all poisons."

"I don't need to say anything about how important this fairy is to our Pozhi clan."

Yang Wushuang glanced at this fairy plant very fascinated, and then said lightly.

"It seems that you are really having a good time in Wuhundian!"

Yang Wudi's eyes were fixed on the flowers on the ground, his heart was beating wildly, his mouth was dry, his throat moved, and he uttered these words with difficulty.

The Pozhi clan has been making medicine all year round, and they are all masters in medicine and poison refining.

However, the medicine is three-point poisonous, and it is inevitable that some toxins will be contaminated with the medicine all the year round, which will affect the soul master's body.

There is no need to say much about the importance of Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Grade to the Pozhi Clan.

"I am now the head of the medicine hall of Wuhundian, and my status is not below that of an elder."

Yang Wushuang chuckled lightly and said lightly.

"Go to the family's martial arts arena!"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, and his expression gradually became dignified.

"Ok!"

Yang Wushuang nodded, then turned around and walked towards the martial arts field.

Looking at Yang Wushuang's background, Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes slightly and followed closely behind.

On the martial arts arena, Yang Wushuang stood tall and straight on the square with his hands behind his back, looking at Yang Wudi who was not far away.

"It seems that you want me to do it first?"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, and the palm of his right hand burst into black light instantly, and a two-foot long spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

The whole body of the spear is dark, shining with a cold luster, the shaft is eight feet long, the tip of the spear is four feet wide, and the barrel is as thick as an ordinary human arm.

Two yellows, two purples, four blacks, eight soul rings with the best matching ratio flashed up and down around this two-foot-long spear, bursting out with an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

The next moment, an incomparably powerful soul power scattered from Yang Wudi's body, sweeping across the entire square in an instant.

"Level 82, you've been really useless all these years!"

Sensing Yang Wudi's strength, Yang Wushuang shook his head and said regretfully.

As soon as the words fell, an identical spear appeared in Yang Wushuang's palm in an instant.

The same two yellow, two purple, four black, eight soul rings with the best matching, hovering slowly on the spear.

Suddenly, an even more frightening wave of soul power, centered on Yang Wushuang, spread in all directions like a hurricane.

"Boom~"

Feeling the terrifying coercion unleashed by Yang Wushuang, all the members of the Pozhi Clan trembled violently, showing unconcealable expressions of astonishment.

"Your soul power has reached level 89, no wonder you dare to challenge me!"

Feeling Yang Wudi's strength, Yang Wudi's eyes turned cold, and he shouted in a deep voice.

"If that's the case, then I won't hold back anymore."

"Yang Wushuang, I want to see if you have the ability to be the patriarch."

Yang Wudi let out a low growl, his feet stomped on the ground, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and quickly rushed to Yang Wushuang.

"call out!"

A sharp gun light whizzed towards Yang Wushuang, tore through the air, came with an ear-piercing sonic boom, and pierced towards Yang Wushuang fiercely.

"clang--"

Yang Wushuang held the gun with one hand and blocked the shot.

"boom!"

Yang Wushuang didn't move at all, but Yang Wudi was shocked and took several steps backwards before stabilizing his body.

"Aren't you going to use soul skills?"

Yang Wushuang said lightly.

"With or without it, the result is the same!"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath and rushed towards Yang Wushuang again.

　This book also has another title, "The Lord of the World: I'm a Wonderful Medicine for a Simple Girl", so I understand everything!
　　
　
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