"Tempering martial arts?" Wan Dong's mind moved. This can only be done in the trial treasure land. Could it be said that Qi Xuan has also entered the trial treasure land
If this is the case, then not only is Qi Xuan not a bad person, he is probably his friend. Xiao Lang controls the trial treasure land very strictly, and no one can enter and exit at will.
Wandong looked back at Tumuqi. Tumuqi seemed worried that he could not find a chance to curry favor with the blood skeleton. At this moment, he looked at Wandong with a flattering smile on his face. He just wanted to kneel down and lick Wandong's toes.
This Ping family is a second-grade family after all, but it is so despicable. I really don’t know what Ping Shihai thinks.
"Are you..." Wan Dongyi pondered and asked with a smile.
Tumqi immediately straightened his body and replied seriously, "I am Tumqi, the elder of Ping family."
"Elder? Haha... So, Brother Tu's status is not low."
Tumuqi waved his hands quickly and said with a smile, "Where is it? Compared with Brother Fu's glory in the Blood Skeleton, what do I, a mere elder, count for?"
"Ah!" As soon as Tumuqi finished speaking, he heard a scream.
Wan Dong looked back and saw a Taing family master who was slapped on the chest by Qi Xuan. As blood spurted out, the Taing family master's chest was dented. From the looks of it, he probably wouldn't survive.
However, Qi Xuan was not having an easy time either. The moment he killed the opponent, the palms of two other Taira masters hit him on the back almost simultaneously. Qi Xuan spurted a blood arrow from his mouth, staggered, and rushed forward five or six steps before finally standing with difficulty.
"This guy surnamed Qi really deserves to die! Brother Fu, rest for a while, I'll catch him!" Tumuqi frowned, said to Wandong, and then jumped out.
Tumuqi, an elder from the Ping family, was really not given for free. His cultivation level was quite high, not much worse than that of Fu Ling. Tumqi's move opened and closed widely, and his energy surged. Qi Xuan's figure immediately froze a lot, and was far less flexible than before.
In a duel between monks, the level of martial arts is important, but in the final analysis, the victory or defeat still depends on the strength of the cultivation. Qi Xuan's cultivation seems to be slightly behind Tumuqi's. What's more important is that Qi Xuan has clearly gone through a series of hard battles and is already a little exhausted at this time. It's not as good as Tumuqi's ability to recharge his batteries and wait for work. !
Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, Tumuqi and Qi Xuan exchanged three palms. Under such a head-on attack, no matter how high Qi Xuan's martial arts were, it was useless. Qi Xuan groaned and took three steps back.
"Hehe... Mr. Qi, I have been waiting for this moment for more than a day or two. You are destined to fall under my palm!" Having gained the upper hand, a triumphant sneer immediately appeared on Tumuqi's face.
Qi Xuan spit out a mouthful of blood and turned to look at Wandong. He felt sad in his heart, knowing that he might not be able to pass this test today. However, the sadness did not stay on Qi Xuan for long, and soon dissipated.
"Tumuqi, so what if you kill me today? All the descendants of my Qi family have escaped safely. It won't be long before your Ping family's conspiracy is overthrown. We will see how you gain a foothold in this world!"
When Qi Xuan said this, the smile on Tumuqi's face suddenly froze, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Nonsense! Thousands of miles around are under the control of my Ping family. Where can your disciples and disciples escape? Don't think that it's just a matter of time." You can hide everything through blinding, and it won't take long for Mr. Hori to find them all and kill them one by one!"
"Hmph! Then let him find it! Soon he will know how stupid he is!"
"I think you are the stupid one, lie down!"
Tu Muqi let out a loud shout, rose up again, and launched a wind-splitting palm in the air, bringing hundreds of green palm energy towards Qi Xuan like a heavy rain.
"Young man named Tu, even if he dies, I will drag you to support him!"
A look of determination appeared on Qi Xuan's face. Faced with Tu Muqi's palm force, he did not avoid it, but faced it head-on. Suixin Jin was exerted to the extreme, and countless fist-shaped palm shadows were spread all over his body. The palm force released by Tumuqi was violently broken by it.
Holding back a mouthful of blood and not vomiting out, and regardless of the injuries tumbling inside his body, Qi Xuan's figure flew wildly with the wind, and his right palm like a cattail leaf fan flew towards Tumuqi fiercely.
"Qi, you are crazy!"
Tumuqi didn't expect that at this time, Qi Xuan could still burst out with such terrifying power, and he was obviously surprised. While struggling to resist and dodge, he shouted to several of his men, "What are you waiting for? Kill him! If the master of the house takes the blame, I will take full responsibility for it!"
Tumuqi was very embarrassed by Qi Xuan, and couldn't help but feel annoyed, and roared with a sad and vicious voice.
As soon as Tumuqi finished speaking, several Taira masters all rose up and displayed their unique skills. For a moment, the whole world was submerged in a sound like howling ghosts and wolves.
Countless qi energies surged toward Qi Xuan like an encirclement, and for a moment, Qi Xuan seemed to have fallen into the eye of a typhoon, with his life cut off.
"Hmph!" At this moment, Wan Dong snorted softly from his nose, and his body turned into a cloud of smoke and passed by almost invisible.
Qi Xuan was not unaware of the dangers around him, but he paid no attention to it. He just stared at Tumuqi with his eyes. As he said, he was determined to support Latumuqi.
"Hehe... Qi, you want to support me? I'm dreaming!"
Seeing that Qi Xuan's palm was about to land on Tu Muqi's body, Tu Muqi's figure suddenly started to move, and beyond Qi Xuan's expectation, he flew to one side and avoided Qi Xuan's palm extremely lightly. .
Qi Xuan's heart couldn't help but sink. He was so impatient that he fell into Tumqi's trap. He wanted to pull Tumuqi on his back, but Tumuqi took advantage of his plan 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. He stared at Tumuqi with eyes that almost bled.
Just when Qi Xuan was so angry that he was almost burning up, a big hand like an iron plier suddenly grabbed his wrist. Before he could react, a huge force that he could not resist pulled him straight away. , jumped out of the 'eye of the storm'.
The world changed, and a desperate situation emerged. Before Qi Xuan could get excited, his heart fell to the bottom again, because he found that the person who saved him was not someone else, but the blood skeleton killer.
In comparison, Qi Xuan would rather die in Tumuqi's hands. Although he was not willing to do so, it was quite satisfying. But falling into the hands of the Blood Skeleton Killer means life is worse than death.
"You finally couldn't help but take action?" Qi Xuan turned to glare at Wandong, his words full of provocation, probably because he wanted to anger Wandong so that Wandong would 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 stepped forward to ask.
Little did he know that what surprised him even more was what was happening behind him. Wan Dong glanced at the Taira masters, paused slightly, and suddenly struck out with his right palm, which was comparable to the palm power of a beginner in the Shinto realm, and immediately exploded like a bomb. , bursting out waves of energy that were difficult to discern with the naked eye, but were extremely terrifying. Pity the Taira masters, they didn't even have a chance to react, and they were smashed into the sky by Wandong's palm force. When they landed, not even a complete body could be found.
"What! Brother Fu, you..."
Tumuqi never expected that such a thing would happen. He was stunned and looked at Wandong with eyes filled with shock and confusion.
"Who is your brother Fu?"
Looking at the pale Qi Xuan, Wan Dong's face revealed a sneer as cold as ice.
When Tumuqi heard this, his expression 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 Fuling's body, Tumuqi couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly withdrew his sword, asking with a guarded look.
"The dignified Heike actually colluded with the Blood Skeleton. I couldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes. The Heike are simply digging their own graves with such perverse actions!" Wandong said as he slowly approached Tumuqi. . That invisible pressure was like a mountain piled on Tumuqi's shoulders, causing his legs to begin to tremble.
"No matter who you are, today is the day you die!"
Tumuqi took a few steps back, his expression suddenly stern, and the long sword in his hand turned into a cold light, stabbing straight towards Wan Dong's heart.
"You want to kill me too? What a joke!"
Wan Dong suddenly took a few steps forward. When the sword light was about to reach his body, he suddenly swung out his fingers and heard a crisp sound. Tumuqi's sword edge was actually stabilized by Wan Dong's two fingers. Clamped firmly.
Tumuqi put all his strength into sucking, but he couldn't push the sword forward even an inch.
"Why don't you go and set up a front line for Ping Sihai? I believe it won't be long before he comes to find you!"
After saying that, Wandong's fingers suddenly exerted force. Tumuqi's long sword immediately couldn't withstand it and broke into two pieces with a snap. Wandong held the broken sword between his fingers and took advantage of the situation to move forward, like a cold wind, blowing against it. Tumuqi's figure moved past.
Wandong's movements were so fast that Tumuqi completely lost consciousness without even feeling the pain of death.
Throwing away the bloody broken sword, Wandong turned back and looked at Qi Xuan. At this time, Qi Xuan felt as if he had been hit in the head with a stick, and his whole body was covered. It wasn't until Wandong walked in front of him that Qi Xuan slowly came back to his senses.
"You... you're not the killer of the Blood Skeleton?" For Qi Xuan, all this was simply too dramatic. Even the ups and downs of life were not enough to describe it.
Wandong smiled, pointed at the black robe on his body and said, "No, I borrowed this clothes."
Qi Xuan looked at Fuling's body subconsciously, feeling dumbfounded. If everyone in the world borrowed things in the same way as Wandong did, how crazy would the world be? (To be continued)