"I may not be your opponent in the fight, but when it comes to killing, you, plus a few of them, can't do the same, but you have to try?"

Ye Zhuo didn't drink harshly, his voice was faint as if he was saying that he was full in the morning, and his eyes swept over a few people without the slightest hint of sharpness, as if there were not a few opponents in front of him who might do it at any time, just a few small trees in the mountains, and he didn't care. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Only the last four words, "Do you want to try?" suddenly changed the tone slightly, a little lower, but it fell into the ears of several people around it, but it was much louder, obviously on the edge of the hot spring, the water vapor shrouded the whole body, but when Ye Zhuo spit out these four words, several people in the valley felt a chill sweeping over their bodies at the same time, and in an instant, the two guards subconsciously took a step back, and the woman in the hot spring water directly shrunk her neck.

They are all monks in the Southern Wilderness, no matter how bad they are, there will always be experiences that should be had, at least just now these people have experienced this feeling, and more than once, this is the feeling when they encounter those fierce demon beasts in the vast Southern Wilderness. It may not be very strong, but under the ferocity, the demon beast that does not care about life and death is something that few monks are willing to provoke, and most of them will choose to maneuver, and after its momentum has passed, they will either fight head-on or sneak attack from behind to hunt it.

But in front of him is not those demon beasts with limited spiritual intelligence, but a monk, but in the middle stage of qi refining, there are monks who can shoot the strength of opponents in the late stage of qi refining.

That feeling didn't last long, and disappeared as Ye Zhuo's voice fell, and the few people who came back to their senses looked at Ye Zhuo with different expressions, the eyes of the woman in the water flashed with curiosity, and they didn't seem to know where Ye Zhuo came from, the two guards looked uncertain, and there was more indignation in their eyes, but they were a little more bloody than before, probably remembering Ye Zhuo's garbage evaluation just now, but it was just a little more, staring at Ye Zhuo coldly, but still no one really jumped out.

Only Lai San didn't face each other head-on, and he didn't feel the change, but he only saw the expressions of a few people and guessed a few points, he had already experienced it once earlier.

However, Fu Hu showed the strength and momentum that a nine-layer qi refining should have, and he already knew that Ye Zhuo had such a ability, and he had also experienced it head-on, this time he had already taken precautions, at least he was not as embarrassed as he was in the previous time in the Turbulent Valley, not only that, but after Ye Zhuo finished speaking, Fu Hu did not hesitate to wait or talk about him left and right, and directly responded to Ye Zhuo's provocation: "Boy, as you wish." It's just a disciple of the outer sect of Chi Tian Sect who was born as a sinner on Sin Island, and he only reached the middle stage of qi refining after taking shit luck, I don't know where you got this arrogance, just because you comprehended the 'potential'? Or do you think that you can run rampant with a magic weapon flying sword? That green black flying sword is the magic weapon of the foundation building realm monks, what about the condensation of true qi, how many times can you urge it with all your strength?"

In the end, it brought out a bit of disdain in his bones, as if everything was under control.

It's not easy for ordinary people to figure out how to think about it, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it was scared away before, but it didn't take long for it to be so tough. It was during this time that I listened to other people's words, and after learning about Ye Zhuo's origin and identity, I had absolute confidence in my own strength, or I was still a little jealous in my heart, I just wanted to overpower Ye Zhuo in momentum, maybe Fu Hu himself may not be able to tell clearly, but one thing is certain, this time there is no gossip among the people who eat melons, and Ye Zhuo's words are more straightforward than last time, and he did not leave Fu Hu under the steps at all, that is, he still has the idea that the jade does not touch the tiles, and Fu Hu has no excuse to avoid it, otherwise his prestige will be greatly reduced in the eyes of several followers, not to mention that there is a graceful woman next to him, and Fu Hu's male hardness has been aroused a lot。

For Fu Hu's response, Ye Zhuo was not surprised, from the time he decided to come, he didn't think that he could talk to the other party or anything by saying a few words, and the monk's negotiation depends on the softness of his fists after all. It's not that Ye Zhuo has a lot of confidence that he can really completely suppress Fu Hu, as Ye Zhuo just said, the realm is three layers behind, and the other party may also be the son of a famous family, in terms of spells, on magic weapons, there is only a higher level than Ye Zhuo, a disciple of Chi Tianzong, and it will not be worse, fighting methods, Ye Zhuo thinks that it is already very good to be able to hold each other, and it is more likely that he was eaten by the other party.

Knowing this, Ye Zhuo still decided to come, and left no room to force Fu Hu to make a move, just because compared to a straightforward fight, more endless troubles that may arise at any time made him more impatient and a greater threat to him, as for the confidence to argue with Fu Hu, realm strength is the foundation, Ye Zhuo's greater reliance is on his own heart, Ye Zhuo believes from the bottom of his heart that Fu Hu's stubbornness is better than fighting, far less than the self exercised in the experience of life and death.

It's not that Ye Zhuo really wants to kill Fu Hu, he really wants to kill him, Ye Zhuo will not follow Lai San into this col at all, and directly set up an ambush outside to lure them out with Lai San as bait, and then attack and kill is the best way.

If possible, Ye Zhuo is absolutely unwilling to provoke another monk in the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm in the Southern Wilderness Realm, Ye Zhuo's plan is very simple, that is, to fight with Fu Hu, let Fu Hu know that he is not easy to mess with, and then sit down and talk about things on an equal footing, of course, the sword has no eyes, if something goes wrong when he really wants to fight, in an emergency, Ye Zhuo will never be afraid, if he really wants to seriously injure Fu Hu or even kill him, it is a big deal to escape elsewhere, and find another place to stay in the vast Southern Wilderness.

These things were already thought about by Ye Zhuo when he was over there before, and the development of things at this moment was not unexpected, after listening to Fu Hu's words, Ye Zhuo said lightly: "Okay, at least the momentum is good, but I have to teach you another truth, if you want to kill, a sword is enough." ”

The coldness escaped, the momentum accumulated, and while speaking, the Mofa long knife in his hand was horizontal in front of his chest, and a wisp of the knife was like a tongue of fire, Ye Zhuo had already put on a posture of making a move, and did not directly swing the knife to kill the past, but first shouted at a few people around him: "It is better to withdraw from the ten zhang away from the unrelated people, if not, wait and start to move, the master will not care if you just watch the excitement or do you want to do it, all in terms of the opponent, it will not be a few teeth smashed at that time, and don't feel wronged if you are injured and die." ”

Snorted coldly and waved his hand, letting Lai San and the other two followers withdraw to get out of the way, Fu Hu casually probed and took out his weapon, not the sword, stick, rope and the like that ordinary monks like to use, but it was a literati and ink writer's favorite fan, opened it with a snap, there was actually a pair of Danqing ink treasure on the fan surface, the mountains in the distance were steep, the clusters of flowers and trees in the entrance were clusters, between the forests and grasses, you could also see a few small figures, the long skirts were mopping the floor were all beauties, and there was a line of small characters inscribed in the blank space. Holding such a fan and shaking it, Fu Hu really looks like a merry man.

It's a pity that the demeanor and tone of the words that came out of his mouth were still the same as if he were gentle: "Boy, Master Tiger also tells you a truth, arrogance requires capital." The realm is far behind, and you are also not good at magic weapon exercises, I really think that monks are stronger than fighting only by relying on their bodies, and it is enough to fight bravely and ruthlessly, and under the absolute strength gap, you don't have that chance if you want to fight hard. ”

As he spoke, he shook the folding fan in his hand again.

"Sassy bag. "Didn't make a sound again, Ye Zhuo just scolded in his heart, and then jumped up, the long knife in his hand spit out the knife and slashed at Fuhu in the past, now Ye Zhuo's comprehension of the 'potential' is no longer comparable to the original time in Chi Tianzong, although it has not yet reached the level where it can be stored at will, but it is not much worse, the mind is up, at most it is not a few breaths, at this moment has already accumulated the momentum to the peak, taking advantage of the momentum to swing the knife, before the person arrives, the spirit has been caged to the opposite side of the Fuhu.

As soon as he made a move, he was going all out to kill, without the slightest intention of gradually touching the situation, Ye Zhuo had gone through the killing, and he knew how to play to his strengths and avoid weaknesses, facing an opponent whose realm of refining qi was far higher than his own, it was useless to test that kind of thing, only by fighting in close quarters as soon as possible was the most important thing for him, only when he got closer, he could give full play to the strengths of his physical strengths, and only then could he have the possibility of fighting with Fuhu.

The power of such a knife instantly shocked a few people watching the battle, Lai San already knew it, and could accept that Ye Zhuo had such strength, but the two who were indignant just now saw it with a shocked face, no matter how much they heard about it, it was not as shocking as what they saw with their own eyes, this is really a means that a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining can urge? The woman who only showed one head in the water of the hot spring pool was also shocked, and she retreated a few zhang before repositioning her body, her eyes were shining with a little essence, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

If you go to the other people in the valley, maybe one blow will have a result, but Ye Zhuo is facing Fu Hu at the moment, but it is not so easy, in fact, when Ye Zhuo just jumped up, he knew that this knife would not be of any use, just because with the folding fan in Fu Hu's hand swaying gently, a few wisps of light wind swept by, and the knife qi that originally locked him was instantly taken away, and the fan that seemed to be a sao bao was actually a magic weapon of extraordinary grade, far more than the Mofa long knife, and it would not be worse than the Qingwu Flying Sword.

Ye Zhuo is not surprised by this result, Fu Hu is no longer squirming, that is also a monk who is about to build a foundation in the ninth layer of qi refining, he has no ability, even if he is backed by Fu Liang Venerable, a strong man in the Southern Wilderness, it is impossible to search for a group of junior brothers before and after the saddle, it is impossible to seduce so many tricky women, if you really want to be injured by yourself with a knife, it must be a deception.

In the hands of Ye Zhuo, who was in mid-air, the Mofa long knife slashed again and again, splitting the water and breaking the waves, the rumbling sound sounded, and several sword qi were enveloped towards Fuhu again.

Still didn't have a knife qi close in front of Fu Hu, Ye Zhuo, who had landed on the ground, raised his knife again and was about to swing it, when suddenly a light sound came out of his mouth, and his expression became a little more solemn.

(Happy Chinese New Year, 2nd day of the Lunar New Year)