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Yuwen Xiaobao had also heard of this exercise, and he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but he could tell from what the gray-clothed old man said to himself just now, it seems that the Nine Heavens True Fire Art is not simple!

What other Nine Heavens True Fire Sword can be condensed?

"The sect master's magical skills are unrivaled! The sect master's life is boundless!!" Wu Gang's body was trembling, and he knelt down on the ground again, and kowtowed three more times.

This bastard Takeoka!

Yuwen Xiaobao was mistaken.

Previously, Yuwen Xiaobao really admired this Wugang, because this person could fight against the existence of Xue Pan's grandma in this second-level fairy body with only his own level of the first-level fairy body, and he still had the upper hand everywhere!

In fact, the reason why Yuwen Xiaobao liked this Wugang so much before was that the fight in this Wugang just now contained a kind of unreasonable arrogance!

This made Yuwen Xiaobao very happy!

But now, this bastard bent his knees again and again in order to survive, there is still a little shadow of the previous one!

I rub!

"Get up." The white-haired old man waved at Wu Gang indifferently, then turned around, looked into the sky, and said slowly:

"Come out, it's time like this, what are you still doing up there?"

Uh......

Yuwen Xiaobao swallowed secretly, and looked sideways at the old man in gray. The old man in gray floated expressionlessly and brought Yuwen Xiaobao down to the ground.

"Untie me, master! Let's beat him together!" Yuwen Xiaobao was imprisoned by the grey-clothed old man's Dou Yuan, except for talking and turning his neck.The whole body can no longer move at all.

"Master?" The white-haired old man looked at the gray-clothed old man in surprise, and said with a smile:

"What? The Fifth Junior Brother also took away his disciples? He brought his disciples back to the sect at this moment. Needless to say, he came back to fight for the position of sect master."

"That's right! Anyone from the Ruyi Sect has the right to fight for the position of Sect Master!" The gray-clothed old man collected Dou Yuan while talking, and released Yuwen Xiaobao's imprisonment, and said:

"Could it be that you are only allowed to compete for the position of the head of the sect against each other, and the old man is not allowed to come back to share a piece of the pie?"

"Between the same family?" The white-haired old man was not angry, but repeated the four words on purpose, and smiled again, saying:

"This old man is clearing up the rebellion for our sect. You should have seen clearly behind the clouds in the mid-air. It was the third and fourth brothers who joined forces to get rid of the boss, and the old man just survived."

I rely on!

It is said that I have a thick skin, compared with these goddamn fairy bodies.The thickness of Lao Tzu's skin is a fart!

"Hey." The gray-clothed old man also laughed softly twice, and stopped arguing, and suddenly looked at Wu Gang at the side, and Wu Gang's expression changed.I don't know what to do for a while.

"Who are you helping?" The old man in gray stared at Wu Gang.

If you want to kill this white-haired old man, you have to kill this Wu Gang first.

But take Wugang to death first.The two must be separated first!

Just kidding, after all, this is an existence level of the first level of the Immortal Physique!After all, one less opponent will increase the odds of winning by one point!

"Ok!"

Seeing Wu Gang hesitate, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, and Wu Gang panicked in fright. He hurriedly ran away, neither going to the white-haired old man nor the gray-clothed old man, but running away in another direction up.

"Hey, he's really a smart guy." The gray-clothed old man smiled sinisterly.

Now there is one less opponent at the first level of the Immortal Physique.Then his hope of winning the Tianmang Dao in a fight would be one more point.

"Hmph! Fifth, do you think you two can win the position of master of Ruyi Sect from this old man?" The white-haired old man said to himself and shook his head:

"I don't know how strong the Nine Heavens True Fire Sword condensed by your Nine Heavens True Fire Art is? I really want to fight you immediately."

The white-haired old man glanced at Yuwen Xiaobao while talking, then looked away.

An existence at the level of the eighth level of primordial origin does not need infusion at all.It can be easily killed with one finger.

Of course Yuwen Xiaobao can't wait for it!

The less you care about Laozi, the safer Laozi will be.

Besides, if you two are fighting at the level of gods, I can't help you even if you want to.

So this old bastard shouldn't call me anymore?

Because even if you call yourself, for an existence in the third level of the fairy body, a first-level eighth level is a fart!

Maybe farts are not worth it!

The gray-clothed old man also glanced at Yuwen Xiaobao, curled his lips, and said, "Stand away." As soon as the words fell, the gray-clothed old man frowned again, and turned his head to look at Yuwen Xiaobao:

"Boy, if the teacher is really finished playing, I wonder if you would like to collect and bury the teacher's body?"

Yuwen Xiaobao was taken aback, he really didn't expect the old man in gray to ask such a sentence.

The white-haired old man was also slightly taken aback for a moment, then he chuckled and said:

"What happened to Fifth Junior Brother, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, and only recognizes God as the first and Lao Tzu as the second? Why did you arrange the funeral before you started?"

The white-haired old man joked heartily:

"Fifth Junior Brother, don't worry, since this kid is your disciple, he is also a member of my Wishful Sect. After you die, I can guarantee to save his life and give you a final burial!"

The gray-clothed old man ignored the white-haired old man, but still fixed his eyes on Yuwen Xiaobao, as if he was still waiting for Yuwen Xiaobao's answer.

"Master, don't worry, as long as the second uncle saves the life of the disciple, the disciple will definitely fulfill the responsibility that a disciple should do."

"This kid is so clever, Second Martial Uncle? Haha!" The white-haired old man laughed loudly:

"Okay, just based on your three words, Second Martial Uncle, Second Martial Uncle will promise you that you will definitely save your life later!"

"Thank you Second Master!" Yuwen Xiaobao slightly cupped his hands at the white-haired old man.

The gray-clothed old man turned his head slowly, and the white-haired old man also became serious, and the two looked at each other, with a murderous look in their eyes gradually!

Yuwen Xiaobao hastily dodged to leave a certain distance.

Just kidding, what if the battle between two fairy-level fights is not far away?

"You and I have been separated for decades, and today we will use our strongest fighting skills to fight each other!" The white-haired old man spoke slowly, and his empty palms clung to each other. Dou Yuan, Dou Yuan gradually elongated and deformed, and finally transformed into a shining knife.

Tianmang knife!

Yuwen Xiaobao knows that this thing is the Tianmang knife! !

"Okay!" The gray-clothed old man was unreasonable, raised his right hand, and the dou yuan urged, and a group of crimson dou yuan slowly rose from the palm of his hand. The dou yuan gradually changed, and finally appeared and extended a handle The sword comes.

The body of the sword is transparent red, and the whole body exudes the light of flames! (To be continued..)