Wang Gengxing suspected that he had heard it wrong: Why, what you were holding in your hand just now was a divine weapon, I'm afraid this is delusional. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info How many cultivators throughout the ages have used unscrupulous means to obtain divine soldiers, and have used all the good and bad methods for tearing the skin, and in the end they are only empty and happy, and they have fallen into the endless ridicule of others. The empty hand sighed lightly at the love-hate thing in his hand, just like a cloud, the beauty was in front of him, but it was only for the empty people to watch.

There are also so-called famous sects that send disciples to take turns to go into battle, and after being verified by the divine soldiers, they take advantage of the moonlight to do disgraceful things and secretly put them back, resulting in the fact that the number of weapons has not decreased at all for thousands of years. Everyone is playing scoundrels, and the latest magic soldiers have been born for 200 years.

He glanced at Xin Chang with slanted eyes. The appearance of a young man, but his posture has a merry and energetic taste. It's just a pity that a slightly chubby cheek shows that he hasn't grown up yet.

Wang Gengxing silently laughed in his heart for a while, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He could see that Xin Chang was very serious, very serious.

"Why is that one of yours a real divine weapon, but is there any evidence?" Wang Gengxing also asked the question in Wang's heart.

For Xin Chang, this is a difficult question to answer. Could it be that I heard it talking when I was holding the blade in my hand just now?

It's saying, "Stay, leave ......"

I'm afraid no one will believe in themselves. But the voice just now is real. Such a strange thing aroused Xin Chang's great interest, and he couldn't afford to ignore it, he decided to find the truth first and then let everyone know.

The three of them stared at each other, and they all felt embarrassed for a long time. So it was decided that the most important thing was to win the ring to get the essence blood, and at that time, it was natural for the clouds to open and see the moon.

There are four rings in the Brilliant City: Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu.

Without having to make too many choices, they picked a nearest ring.

The challenge of the White Tiger Ring has been going on for three hours, and there are constantly losers falling out of the ring and even more crazy challengers flying up.

The three of them chose an excellent position in the crowd. This was an extremely difficult thing, but Wang Gengxing brought a lot of money with him. There are really ordinary people who disdain the smell of copper, or frivolous people with poor eyesight, Wang Shifei and a pair of fists.

In short, Xin Chang was very satisfied, and the three of them hooked their shoulders on the high platform to point out the advantages and disadvantages, and the quality was high.

It's just a fist and a kick now. The two people in the ring come and go to find the flaws of their opponents at the last moment, but they seem to regard each other as the biggest enemies in this life.

Wang Gengxing's eyes didn't blink, so he didn't see Xin Chang pouting slightly.

What is the essence of the battle, I believe that many people will say that it is speed without thinking, which seems to have become a word of mouth. Fast, sometimes you can make yourself invincible, like two people in the ring.

The two are an obese middle-aged man and a bearded man, both of the same age.

The fat man sneered in his heart, he had just tried the strength of the beard, and he could win this battle just a little longer. He was waiting for an opportunity, but his beard was weak, and his boxing skills were already a little scattered. He couldn't let the anxious rabbit take one last bite, no matter how lowly it was in his eyes.

When the fat man shoots, his fists vibrate slightly at a frequency of three times per second, and its effect is that one is to strengthen the strength of the beard with weak resistance, and the other is to superimpose the dark energy to coerce the beard to exert more strength. And it is clear that the bearded man did not grasp the true meaning of power.

The techniques used by the fat man were taught by his father, so that the power was displayed at a point at the fastest speed, and his father's fists could vibrate at a frequency of eighteen times per second.

The fat man's shots became faster and faster, but the amplitude of his punches became smaller and smaller, and he gradually entered the best situation.

And the bearded man was not in such a pleasant mood. He obviously felt that the other party's strength was not as good as his, but why did the fat man persist for so long, while he felt more and more tired, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

The bearded man is not willing to give up easily, everyone in this world has the heart of a strong man, why can't he be the one who wins. He gradually heard the sound of his arms rustling, and his arms were already overwhelmed.

The bearded man clearly felt that life was passing, his eyes were red and his face was wrinkled, and he wanted to give up. But helplessly, the fat man's speed was clear and added three points. The bearded man used all his strength to continue waving his soft arms, opening his mouth to say the words 'I admit defeat', but suddenly found that he did not hear his own voice, he was so tired that he lost his strength and lost the ability to speak.

The three words he wanted to say in fright suddenly changed into 'spare his life', but the bearded mouth opened and closed in vain, and the syllables accumulated in his throat and could not be revealed.

The fat man watched the bearded man's hideous expression become even more crazy, and his fists strengthened him to make the bearded man tremble in front of him, and let the rabbit die in pessimism and despair.

The bearded lips were still open and closed, like a fish out of water. Gradually, I couldn't breathe. Finally, the bearded man reached out to block the last blow, and then his heart stopped beating and he died.

The fat man approached and his fists were still hitting powerfully, the beard was blurred with flesh and blood in the blink of an eye, and the exclamations of onlookers sounded in the surrounding stands. Someone couldn't bear to look at it anymore and turned his head.

The fat man was satisfied, raised his body, kicked the bearded man out of the ring, and then laughed without looking at the sky. All he wants is no more timid challengers to come into the ring.

The fat man laughed enough, staring at a pair of bloodthirsty eyes as he picked through the crowd, his eyes seemed to be taking names, patrolling his territory, and there was absolutely no one who did not obey his own power and dared to challenge himself. And everyone who was seen by the bearded man bowed his head silently at the right time.

Suddenly, he noticed three pairs of hostile eyes staring at him, and he immediately turned his head away. But the three of them looked at themselves fearlessly, as if they were still a little angry.

The bearded man didn't laugh angrily, he stood in the ring with his hands on his chest and looked at the three of them obliquely, thinking in his heart: I'm afraid that you may not dare to come on stage.

Xin Chang was thinking about how he would end up with this guy's life, and he couldn't wait.

At this moment, I saw a gust of wind drifting by, and a white figure stood on the stage, and before the fat man could react, his feet were connected, and it was gently imprinted on the fat man's chest, and the fat man immediately turned into a rolling gourd, accompanied by a cry like killing a pig.

Instantly, the applause around was thunderous, and the word "good" spread everywhere. When everyone saw it, it turned out that it was also a teenager standing on the stage with a paper fan in his hand and slowly saluting everyone. I saw him smiling and personable. Such a talented image even has a good cultivation, and in the eyes of everyone, he instantly turned into a fairy-like character.

It took a long time for the fat man to get up, but he saw a milky boy standing in front of him, and he immediately felt contempt. opened his mouth and scolded: "Good boy, why did you sneak up on me behind your back?"

The young man looked at the fat man: "The footprints are on the chest, how can it be a sneak attack?"

The fat man had nothing to say and threatened: "You're not afraid of death?"

The young man smiled: "You idiot is not afraid, let alone me?"