Temptation of my Auntie

one hundred and nineteen

The man in sackcloth is really good. Unfortunately, he met Wu Huchen.

Phantom footwork is made by Guiguzi immortal master combining ancient steps and various magical steps, and there are thousands of years of efforts of Guiguzi. It has been sealed and hidden in the nether ghost Valley knife, and the immortal master of ghost Valley seems to be in prison. Some people in prison have time, so this thought is thousands of years.

Although Wu Huchen has just reached the second peak of the phantom footwork, Wu Huchen absolutely believes that unless his own strength is too different from his opponent, the speed of the general strong is not enough for him to drink a pot.

The man in sackcloth thought it was not very easy to deal with the suckling boy at present with his own speed? However, he had just rushed towards Wu Huchen with luck and energy. He felt that a flower in front of his eyes, and a white phantom attacked him like a ghost. He said in his heart that it was bad. His original straight-line body suddenly stopped, without saying a word, his body deviated, and forced his energy to deviate from the scheduled driving track.

"Poof ~" a mouthful of blood splashed out of the man in sackcloth, and the blood soon printed on his blood red gray sackcloth. He looked at Wu Huchen with a frown, and the color of panic in his eyes was hard to restrain. He really didn't expect that such an insignificant young man not only had strength, but also was so sharp in speed.

Especially when he rushed over, he didn't even see Wu Huchen's Footwork and figure clearly. Although he didn't see what footwork Wu Huchen used, Wu Huchen absolutely believed that the guy used a footwork he had never seen before.

Who the hell is this young man? Have such a wonderful pace?!

The man in sackcloth didn't see Wu Huchen's footwork, but the sage level strongmen who watched the battle saw Wu Huchen's footwork. Although it was still a little vague, they still saw the general appearance of the footwork.

magical!

This word is the only one they can sigh. There were several sage level strongmen who looked down on Wu Huchen, but after Wu Huchen showed such a magical skill, their eyes gradually twinkled with a different look.

This boy looks like he has a lot of good things at his age? And his surname is Wu. I haven't heard of this surname yet. He must be a lucky young man, right? Hum, in that case, how can you easily forgive him?

As long as we can master his steps and cooperate with the excellent sword technique of our Xueshan sect, hum, the strength of the whole Xueshan sect will be further improved!

The snow mountain sect and several other sects are famous for their sharp and mysterious sword skills. Although the snow mountain sect is not so famous, its strength is not weak. Although it can't compare with an ancient sect like the jade girl sect, its strength can't be underestimated!

As one of the leading elders of the snow mountain sect, Wen Ruhua is determined to carry forward the snow mountain sect. The disciples of the snow mountain sect are basically orphans abandoned since childhood. Therefore, the disciples of the snow mountain sect regard the snow mountain sect as their own home. It is conceivable that they have loyalty and enthusiasm for the snow mountain sect.

Although he wanted to catch Wu Huchen himself and torture him in words and deeds, he was afraid of the two women, long Wushuang and Kong linger. One of the two women is equivalent to fighting Tyrannosaurus Rex, and the combat effectiveness is very terrible. The other peacock girl has five colors and brushes everything. Not only that, the mysterious woman who can emit white mist hidden behind her is the most fearful existence in his heart.

Wen Ruhua is not a stupid person. He can naturally see the power of the white fog. Even if he thinks that Wen Ruhua is unparalleled in swordsmanship and elegant, at the thought of the mist, a living titan of the Titan Protoss will die without residue, leaving only a white fog.

After a little hesitation, he lifted a happy smile around his mouth, looked down at the young generation of snow mountain sect brought out behind him, and said in harmony: "wait, you can deal with him. Remember, you can hurt him, but you can't hurt his life. Remember?"

Hearing Wen Ruhua's order, the young man who had put his hands around his chest and looked a little worn-out sword in his arms nodded coldly and said, "master, don't worry, the disciple will live up to his mission."

Wen Ruhua nodded slightly and was very satisfied with his disciple's answer, but he sighed slightly in his heart. The child is good at everything. Unfortunately, he is too cold. How good it would be if his communication ability could be as good as his attainments in fencing! In that case, in the future, he will succeed as the leader of the snow mountain sect. But forget it. "

But Wen Ruhua also knew that nothing good in the world would be spread on his head, so he shook his head and smiled. He thinks it's very good to get the title of master of the first expert of snow mountain sect.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruhua stopped thinking and looked at the battle in the altar.

At the moment, Wu Huchen and the man in sackcloth confronted each other.

Wu Huchen didn't have any serious problems, but the corners of the man's mouth in sackcloth had overflowed with blood, and his face was gloomy. Obviously, he was in a very bad mood.

"You'd better go together to avoid waiting for me to clean up one by one. It's a waste of time. I think you should think so, too?" Wu Huchen looked at the shocked and unwilling man in sackcloth, disdained to smile, and looked at the most vociferous guys before.

"Boy, you want to die!" Although the man in sackcloth admired Wu Huchen's magical footwork, he was really angry at Wu Huchen's successive insults.

Without saying a word, he pulled out a soft sword directly from his waist. The sound of "Hua La" suddenly sounded. The man in sackcloth shook his hand and sent an energy to the soft sword. Suddenly, the software that was originally soft and lying down was as hard as a man's thing when he saw a hot beauty, and made a roaring dragon sing

"Good sword!" Hearing the sound of the software, many people who knew the goods around changed their faces and couldn't help but praise them.

Wu Huchen saw that the man in sackcloth actually showed his weapon, and saw the appearance of the software. It should not be an ordinary product. He didn't dare to hold it up. With a flash of his right hand, a dark ghost Valley knife appeared in his hand

To readers:

Special thanks to killer Xiaobai for giving me an electronic dog. Woo woo, it's expensive to say ~ don't spend so much in the future.