Cultivation: Overturning the Rain and Turning the Clouds

"Tempering martial skills?" Wan Dong's heart moved, this can only be done in the trial treasure land, could it be said that this Qi Xuan has also entered the trial treasure land?

If this is the case, then Qi Xuan is not only not a bad person, but also his friend.Xiao Lang controlled the Trial Treasure Land very strictly, absolutely no one could come in and out at will.

Wan Dong turned his head to look at Tu Muqi, Tu Muqi seemed to be worried that he would not find a chance to curry favor with the blood skull, at this time he looked at Wan Dong with a flattering smile on his face, wishing he could kneel down and lick Wan Dong's toes.

This Ping family is a second-rank family after all, it is so humble, I really don't know what Ping Sihai thinks.

"Are you..." Wan Dongyi asked with a smile after pondering.

Tumuqi immediately straightened his body, and replied solemnly, "Tumuqi is the elder of the Ping family."

"Elder? Hehe... In this way, Brother Tu's status is not low."

Tu Muqi quickly waved his hands, and said with a smile, "Where is that? Compared with Brother Fu's scenery in the blood skull, what is my mere elder?"

"Ah!" As soon as Tumuqi finished speaking, he heard a scream.

Wan Dong looked back, and saw a master of the Ping family, who was slapped on the chest by Qi Xuan's palm, and with blood spurting wildly, the chest of the master of the Ping family was sunken, and it looked like he probably couldn't survive.

However, Qi Xuan didn't have a good time. The moment he killed the opponent, the palms of the other two masters of the Ping family slapped him on the back almost at the same time.Qi Xuan spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth, staggered, and rushed forward five or six steps before he stopped with difficulty.

"This surnamed Qi really deserves to die! Brother Fu, rest a moment, I'll catch him!" Tu Muqi frowned, said to Wan Dong, and then jumped out.

Tu Muqi, the Ping family elder, was really not given for nothing, and his cultivation base is quite high, not much worse than the ups and downs.With Tu Muqi's attack, Qi Xuan's figure froze a lot, and he was far less flexible than before.

In the battle between monks, the level of martial arts is of course important, but in the final analysis, the victory or defeat must be determined by the strength of the cultivation base.Qi Xuan's cultivation level seems to be slightly inferior to that of Tu Muqi's. More importantly, Qi Xuan is obviously exhausted after a series of hard battles, and he is not as good as Tu Muqi's recharging his energy and waiting for work with ease. !

Bang bang bang!

In the blink of an eye, Tu Muqi and Qi Xuan faced each other three times.Under such head-to-head fighting style, no matter how high Qi Xuan's martial skills are, it is useless. Amid repeated muffled grunts, Qi Xuan took three steps back.

"Hehe... surnamed Qi, I've been looking forward to this moment for more than a day or two, you are destined to fall under my palm!" Gaining the upper hand, Tumuqi immediately showed a triumphant sneer on his face.

Qi Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, turned his head and glanced at Wan Dong, feeling sad in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to pass this test today.But the sadness didn't stay on Qi Xuan's body for long, and dissipated immediately.

"Tumuqi, so what if you killed me today? All the descendants of my Qi family have escaped safely. It won't be long before your Ping family's conspiracy will come to an end. At that time, we will see how you gain a foothold in this world!"

When Qi Xuan said this, the smile on Tu Muqi's face froze immediately, he gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense! Thousands of miles around are under the control of my Ping family. Where can your disciples and grandchildren escape? Don't think You can deceive the world and cross the sea with blindfolds, and in a short time, Mr. Jue will be able to find them all and kill them one by one!"

"Hmph! Then let him find it! Soon he will know what a fool he is!"

"I think you are the stupid one, lie down for me!"

Tu Muqi let out a loud shout, stood up again, volleyed in the air with a wind-split palm, brought up hundreds of green palm strengths, and rushed towards Qi Xuan like a torrential rain.

"Your surname is Tu, even if you die, I will drag you to the back!"

Qi Xuan's face was full of determination, facing Tu Muqi's palm strength, he didn't dodge, but greeted him head-on.Suixin exerted his strength to the extreme, and actually cast countless fist-shaped palm shadows around his body, and the palm strength released by Tu Muqi was suddenly broken by his violence.

Resisting a mouthful of blood, not to mention the tumbling injuries in his body, Qi Xuan's figure flew wildly with the wind, and with his right palm like a cattail fan, he slammed towards Tu Muqi viciously in the air.

"Qi, you are crazy!"

Tu Muqi didn't expect Qi Xuan to explode with such terrifying power at this time, he was obviously taken aback.While struggling to resist and avoid, he shouted at several of his subordinates, "What are you waiting for, kill him! If the Patriarch blames me, I will fully bear it!"

Tu Muqi was forced into a panic by Qi Xuan, he couldn't help being very annoyed, and roared in a stern and sinister voice.

As soon as Tu Muqi finished speaking, several experts of the Ping family jumped up together and displayed their unique skills. For a moment, the whole world was submerged in the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

Countless qi energies surged towards Qi Xuan with the force of encirclement, and for a moment, Qi Xuan seemed to have fallen into the eye of a typhoon, severing his vitality.

"Hmph!" At this moment, Wan Dong snorted softly, and his figure turned into a cloud of smoke, passing by almost invisible.

It's not that Qi Xuan was unaware of the dangers around him, but he just ignored him, his eyes just fixed on Tumuqi, as he said, he was determined to back up with Latumqi.

"Hey... the surname Qi, want to pull me back? Dreaming!"

Seeing that Qi Xuan's palm was about to be imprinted on Tu Muqi's body, Tu Muqi's figure suddenly started to move, and unexpectedly flew to one side, avoiding Qi Xuan's palm very lightly. .

Qi Xuan's heart couldn't help sinking, he was so anxious that he fell into Tu Muqi's trap.He wanted to put Tumuqi on his back, so Tumuqi followed suit and used himself as bait, thus easily luring him into this desperate situation.

Qi Xuan was not afraid of death at all, but such a useless death made Qi Xuan extremely unwilling, staring at Tu Muqi's eyes, almost glaring blood.

Just when Qi Xuan was about to burn with anger, a big hand like iron pincers suddenly grabbed his wrist, and before he could react, a huge force that he could not resist directly took him , out of the 'eye of the storm'.

The world changed, and the desperate situation turned around. Before Qi Xuan had time to be excited, his heart fell to the bottom again, because he found that the one who saved him was not others, but the blood-skeleton killer.

In comparison, Qi Xuan would rather die at the hands of Tu Muqi. Although he was not reconciled, he was quite happy.But falling into the hands of the blood skull killer means that life is worse than death.

"Have you finally couldn't help but make a move?" Qi Xuan turned his head and glared at Wan Dong, his words were full of provocations, he probably wanted to provoke Wan Dong so that Wan Dong could give him a good time.

"Brother Fu, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Qi Xuan was about to die, but was rescued by Wan Dong, Tu Muqi was also very surprised, and came forward to ask.

Little did he know that what surprised him even more was still behind, Wan Dong glanced around at those experts from the Ping family, paused for a moment, and suddenly slashed out with his right palm, which was comparable to the palm strength of the first stage of the divine way, and immediately exploded like a bomb , burst out a series of energy waves that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but extremely terrifying.Poor those masters of the Ping family, they didn't even have a chance to react, they were chopped into the sky by Wan Dong's palm, and when they landed, they couldn't even find a complete body.

"What! Brother Fu, you..."

How could Tu Muqi think that such a thing would happen, he was a little dumbfounded, looking at Wan Dong, full of shock and confusion.

"Who is your brother Fu?"

Looking at the pale-faced Qi Xuan, a sneer like ice appeared on Wan Dong's face.

When Tu Muqi heard this, his complexion changed again.Wan Dong turned around and pointed at Fu Ling's body, and said coldly, "That's your Brother Fu!"

"Ah!? Who are you?" Seeing Fu Ling's body, Tu Muqi couldn't help but shuddered, and hurriedly withdrew his long sword, asking with a wary face.

"The dignified Ping family colluded with the blood skull. I didn't see it with my own eyes. I really can't believe it. The Ping family is so perverted, it is digging their own grave!" Wan Dong said, while slowly approaching Tu Muqi .That invisible coercion seemed to pile up a mountain on Tu Muqi's shoulders, causing his legs to tremble.

"No matter who you are, today is your death day!"

Tu Muqi took a few steps back, his face suddenly became sharp, and the long sword in his hand turned into a gloomy light, stabbing straight at Wan Dong's heart.

"Just because you want to kill me? What a joke!"

Wan Dong suddenly took a few steps forward, and when the sword light was about to touch his body, he suddenly swung his fingers out, and there was only a crisp sound, Tu Muqi's sword edge was actually held firmly by Wan Dong's two fingers. Hold it firmly.

Tu Muqi used all his breastfeeding strength, but he couldn't push Jianfeng forward even an inch.

"Why don't you go and make a stand for Ping Sihai first, I believe he will come to you soon!"

After saying that, Wan Dong's fingers suddenly exerted force, and Tu Muqi's long sword couldn't bear it immediately, it broke into two pieces with a snap, Wan Dong held the broken sword between his fingers, and took advantage of the situation to move forward, like a gust of cold wind, Zhuo Muqi's figure was wrong.

Wan Dong's movements were so fast that Tu Muqi didn't even feel the pain of death, and he completely lost consciousness.

Throwing away the bloody broken sword, Wan Dong looked back at Qi Xuan.At this moment, Qi Xuan felt as if he had been hit with a stick in the head, and he was totally dumbfounded.It wasn't until Wan Dong walked in front of him that Qi Xuan slowly came back to his senses.

"You... aren't you the killer of the blood skeleton?" All this was simply too dramatic for Qi Xuan, even the ups and downs of life are not enough to describe.

Wan Dong smiled, pointed to the black robe on his body and said, "No, I borrowed this dress."

Qi Xuan subconsciously looked at Fu Ling's body, he couldn't laugh or cry, if people in the world borrowed things like Wan Dong, how crazy would this world be?