"Roar!"

The peachwood sword, which looked unremarkable, was sprayed with Wang Zhenyu's blood, and instantly conjured a brown-red tiger out of thin air, and with a roar, the sound shook the roof tiles.

Yu Wuwei's eyes froze, a peachwood sword, is it really like Zweineng?

It seems that the things in the TV series are also true, and they can't even catch up with this effect!

Yu Wuwei felt the rolling coercion coming from the tiger's body, and if he really pounced, he would definitely be able to tear himself to pieces.

So, his eyes opened suddenly, and a line of information appeared in his mind, and when Yu Wuwei looked at it, a shallow smile appeared on his face in an instant.

Wang Zhenyu saw that the other party was not only not afraid, but a mocking look, and couldn't help but be angry, and pointed his finger forward and shouted: "Go, tear him apart!"

Hearing this, the blood-colored tiger roared again, and its huge body rushed up lightly, rushing straight into Wuwei.

"Ahh

Dong Lin and Shi Yu, who were standing on the side, were so frightened that they lost their faces, screamed, and fell to the ground softly.

Yu Wuwei stepped out, stretched out his right foot and hooked it on the edge of a spittoon next to Dong Lin, and the spittoon flew towards the tiger.

Inside the spittoon was the feces and urine of Wang Zhenyu's mother that Dong Lin and Shi Yu had received before, and there was a trace of blood in it, which had not had time to be poured out just now, but at this time it became Yu Wuwei's weapon.

Yu Wuwei knew that it was feces and urine, so he didn't take it with his hands, but threw it out directly with his feet.

This trick is his usual stunt in football, but he didn't expect to use it at this time.

"Bang, swipe!"

With the sound of the spittoon shattering, feces and urine began to spill out directly from the tiger's forehead, and with the impact of speed, it was all poured on the tiger's body.

Immediately afterwards, the tiger turned into smoke and dissipated in an instant, leaving only feces and urine to continue to pour down, directly pouring Wang Zhenyu's body.

At this time, in the spacious living room, a stench began to permeate, Yu Wuwei was alone, directly lifted Dong Lin and Shi Yu, and rushed out of the living room with his armpit in his armpit, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he put the two down.

It wasn't until Yu Wuwei rushed out of the villa that Wang Zhenyu's master and two senior brothers recovered from the shock and quickly rushed out of the villa.

And Wang Zhenyu was stupid, still in a daze in the living room, and it took a while to wake up and rush into the bathroom......

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Three figures shot out of the living room at a wind-like speed, and stood separately in the three directions of Yu Wuwei, surrounding it in a three-legged shape.

Yu Wuwei pursed his lips, looked at Wang Zhenyu's master with a relaxed expression, and said slowly: "Hong Zhongchen, the hall master of the evil hall of Shenwu Mountain Town, the eight-rank real person mirror ......."

"You know me?"

Hong Zhongchen's eyes froze, and he was extremely surprised in his heart, there were many people who knew that he was the master of the Evil Suppression Palace, but there were only a handful of people who knew his true cultivation, how did this young man know?

"Whether I recognize you or not is not the main thing, the key is that as a cultivator, there are ghosts in front of me who ignore it, but they want to deal with me, what is this called? Well, it should be called not doing business, right?"

"Goblins, in front of you?"

Hong Zhongchen frowned suspiciously, closed his eyes and sensed it, and said with a cold light in his eyes: "If there is a ghost in front of you, I think it is only you." ”

"Is this the Eight Grades True Rao Master?"

Yu Wuwei suddenly shook his head and sighed: "I don't know how you cultivate on weekdays, shouting the slogan of exorcism and demon subjugation, but when you encounter real ghosts, you can't even find them, it's sad!"

Hong Zhongchen was silent, hesitating in his heart, could it be that there were really ghosts nearby, but how did he find out?

Could it be that this son is a hidden master of cultivation?

I can't see the slightest fluctuation in cultivation, and the age is still like this, how is it possible?

"Son, don't be alarmist here!"

The older young man who was called Senior Brother Qiu by Wang Zhenyu saw that his master fell silent, and couldn't help but shout: "We cultivators take it as our responsibility to subdue demons and eliminate monsters, and it is not your turn to judge your taste. ”

"Oh, Qiu Chengfeng, right?"

Yu Wuwei turned his head and looked over: "At the age of thirty, you can reach the realm of the Nine Rank Dao Chief, there are some endowments, but it is not enough to have endowments, since you take it as your responsibility to subdue demons and eliminate monsters, is it okay now, are you really unqualified?"

"You, how did you know my name, Zhenyu told you?"

This guy just called out Master's name and Xiuwei, and he didn't think about it, but now he called out his own name and Xiuwei, and he was very surprised.

"What's so strange about knowing your name, you should wonder why I keep mentioning ghosts, but ...... Alas, if the master can't do it, how can the apprentices who teach him do!"

"You, looking for death!"

Qiu Chengfeng was furious when he heard this, and he just insulted himself, and even insulted his master to his face, shouted, and pulled out the peach wood sword in his arms and was about to rush forward.

"Stop!"

Hong Zhongchen let out a loud shout and stopped him from making a move.

Turning his head to look at Yu Wuwei, not only did he not have anger, but he smiled and said, "Maybe it's me who is ignorant, but I want to ask you, where is the ghost?"

"It seems that the master is still the master, and he is much more sensible than the apprentice. ”

What's more, praise people, or hurt people!

Qiu Chengfeng was about to get angry again, but he was glared at by Hong Zhongchen, so he had to twist his head to the side angrily, not looking at Yu Wuwei, and wanting to rush up and do something when he saw it.

"Your name is Yu Wuwei, right?"

Hong Zhongchen still asked with a smile, but without waiting for the other party to answer, he continued: "Without the slightest fluctuation in cultivation, you can easily break Zhenyu's peachwood sword, and you are also a cultivator?"

"If you break the peachwood sword, you are a cultivator?"

Yu Wuwei shook his head and sneered: "I might as well tell you, I just used a football technique, think about it, the peachwood sword you are proud of was defeated by the usual one-trick technique, it's ironic enough!"

"Ironic enough!"

Hong Zhongchen nodded unexpectedly, and then asked curiously: "Can you tell me, how did you know that you used Nurao sewage to crack the peach wood sword?"

Qiu Chengfeng also turned his head at this time, also wanting to get an answer.

The peachwood sword is their weapon, if everyone knows this method of cracking, how will they mix it up in the future?

"This is my secret, of course, if you really want to know, please go to the spirit shed first, and only after destroying the ghosts can you be qualified, maybe I will tell you. ”

Yu Wuwei directly sold it.

There is no way, as long as you encounter Wang Huanyu's corpse, you can't get any information at all, so it's strange if it's not weird.

Especially the illusory human face he saw just now gave him a very palpitating and mysterious feeling.

And the other party is different, after all, he is a professional in dealing with corpses, not to mention that this is a super existence of the eight-rank real realm, maybe there is really a way to deal with it.

After playing half of the twists and turns, the purpose is to arouse the anger of the other party, let them find out the strangeness of the corpse, and show their inscruciability.

Hong Zhongchen's eyes lit up: "You are ......"

"Yes, it's a mule or a horse, you can tell it when you walk. ”

"Thank you!"

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