"Hahaha, I've never been the only one Huang Xing who bullied others, and I've never met someone as crazy as you. ”

Dong Fu just heard the words that he regarded himself as a "brother", and suddenly a boldness appeared in his chest and blurted out.

"Don't talk nonsense, you kid, give back my brothers' lives!"

A long iron stick was like a broken bamboo, and it was directly slashed and pressed down by Dong Fu's head.

The others did not act rashly, and swept the formation on the side, this is not a wait-and-see, to say that they are nervous, the few people who are sweeping the formation are much more nervous than the one who is fighting with Dong Fu.

Dong Fu didn't embarrass him too much when he saw that his cultivation was not high, but he just dodged sideways.

A stick missed, the stick changed from a split to a flirt aimed at Dong Fu's chin, Dong Fu deliberately held it up, leaned back and supported the ground with his hands, bent himself into a bow alive, and once again avoided the flirting that was enough to take the name of ordinary people.

"Is this all there is to it? It's not worth tickling your grandfather, it's better to go home and have your wife and children hot on the kang!"

Dong Fu didn't know where to learn this nonsense, and blurted it out just after he had the strength to speak.

The soldier was angry, his eyes narrowed slightly, he quickly withdrew the iron rod and stabbed directly, aiming at the highest point where Dong Fu had just bent over, and then when he was finishing his strength, he suddenly pressed the stick with both arms, causing it to fall, and directly split the stick with his strength.

Good guy, Dong Fu said secretly.

This third stick is simply done in one go, there is no obstacle between the two movements, and the strength is not small from the slightly bent iron rod, it should have been calculated that it is inconvenient for him to borrow his strength now, and he will definitely not be able to dodge, and he plans to give himself a hard blow.

He didn't dare to hold it up, so he directly used a water cover to control it.

In an instant, an extremely elastic water-made film-like ball contained Dong Fu, and although the stick was pressed down, the water cover was flattened slightly, but there was no sign of rupture, seeing this situation, Dong Fu simply let go and lay on the ground, and then stood up slowly.

almost lost face, Dong Fu was annoyed, it seems that he can't hold it up next.

Dong Fu finally took out the Yi family's top-grade magic weapon long sword from his back, and prepared to use the sword against the stick.

The iron rod is seven or eight pounds, and the stick is powerful and heavy.

Dong Fu didn't think about taking advantage of the weapon, he plated a layer of spiritual power on the blade, and every time he received a move, he changed his guide power halfway, and unloaded most of his strength.

"Shameless villain, don't you dare to fight grandpa head-on?"

"Then it will be done for you!"

Dong Fu also felt that it was boring to tease him like that, and since he couldn't test anything, he began to get serious, and he immediately withdrew the spiritual power attached to the blade.

"This ...... This ......"

What is more helpless than an egg hitting a stone is that the iron rod that seems to be superior is cut in two by the long sword.

The people present were also taken aback, and the disciple who had his weapon cut off was stunned, after all, there were still clear-eyed people, and one of the few disciples who were watching felt that the stunned brother was pulled back.

"High-grade magic weapon, this son must be an elite disciple of the Yellow Wood Sect, let's slaughter him together!"

After that, he also took out his magic weapon and pounced on Dong Fu, and the others followed closely behind, and when the weapon was cut off, he went to pick up an iron rod held in the hand of a dry corpse, he held the iron rod tightly, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Finally a little interesting, Dong Fu once again sealed the blade and unloaded his strength, and faced five or six people alone, this is what he really planned to do just now.

I haven't had a chance to fight since I entered the small world, so I'm here to fight them relatively fairly today.

In this battle, I don't want to be able to feed myself, but I want blood to cultivate Huang Xing's fame.

"Hahaha, are you all capable of eating dry rice in the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Hmph, battle array!"

The six of them had already held their breath, this guy who called himself Huang Xing was completely playing tricks on himself, he obviously had a chance to cut off his weapon with a sword, but he didn't connect with him once, so he could only give him a little color.

Dong Fu was curious about what this so-called battle array was? There were battle arrays in the main world, but they were only more popular in ancient times.

The other tribes were not unpopular, and they also spent a lot of money to try the battle formation, but in the end they had to come to the conclusion:

The battle array is only particularly suitable for the Fuxi clan to be extraordinarily powerful, just like the sunset divine shooting is to the Yi clan, the sun true fire is to the Jinwu clan, and the heavenly thunder is to Lei Ze and so on

But after the Terrans became the Fuxi clan, they abandoned this battle array.

The reason is simple, the battle formation is not very suitable for the Terrans.

It is the fact that the human race will make magic weapons in the future generations is strong, and with the introduction of heavy treasures in the army that can threaten all races, the status of the human race in the main world has also risen, and although the battle array can still exert good strength in the hands of the human race, it is not favored by the people above.

So Dong Fu wanted to try it, try the battle formation that Fu Xi was good at back then.

The six of them broke off at the same time, raising their sticks to split, and the air above their heads instantly condensed a cloaked and armored illusory figure holding a stick.

The phantom has the same action, and he wants to chop it down with a stick.

Dong Fu's eyes lit up, how could the manifestation of this battle array be so similar to the phantom of Fuxi's bloodline?

The bloodline of all races is thin, and its true body will inevitably have a difference in appearance similar to that of a dragon to Jiao, but if a Fuxi's bloodline is thin, it will not become a half-human and half-Fuxi, either it will still be Fuxi's appearance, or it will turn into a human race with more Fuxi blood in the body, and it is no longer possible to incarnate into a real body, at most it will be like Dong Fu summoning bloodline.

This is also the fundamental reason why the origin of the human race has been different from Fuxi.

Dong Fu finally showed his sword again, and the sword in his hand slashed forward, Dong Fu wanted to see how strong this battle array phantom with the initial cultivation of the foundation building was?

But the result made him extremely disappointed, the phantom could be said to collapse at the touch of a button, and the six City Lord Mansion disciples also seemed to realize that the cultivation of this person who claimed to be Huang Xing was not something he could compete with, and he glanced at his companion with a tacit understanding, and immediately fled in all directions.

Dong Fumu sent these people away, he didn't plan to chase them, if he really had murderous intentions, he could practice the archery technique of mold.

Because he didn't plan to kill anyone, and because he was now a blood cultivator Huang Xing, how could Huang Xing know Dong Fu's martial arts?

In contrast, it is better to think more about the battle formation.

Since the City Lord's Mansion has this method, why didn't it be used earlier?

Dong Fu didn't believe that it was because of any modesty, he thought that if he could use it for the first time, then the City Lord's Mansion would never delay for a while, you must know that just now those six Qi Refining Realm disciples could make the power of the battle array concrete break through the Foundation Building Realm.

If everyone present, including the Qi Refining Realm disciples, and even the Jindan cultivators, would the power of the battle array break through the Yuan Infant?

But Dong Fu didn't take into account whether that level of strength could be had in this city lord's mansion, although the battle array he envisioned did exist, and the forbidden army in the capital of Tu'an State practiced this method, and the battle at a critical moment could resist Yuan Ying.

Just as Dong Fu was mourning for the city lord's mansion, another voice interrupted his train of thought.

"You are Huang Xing?"

"Well, yes, I am, what's the point?"

Dong Fu skimmed the gray-clothed old man in front of him, and found that he couldn't see the cultivation clearly like the bearded old man just now, thinking that Bacheng was a Jindan realm.

And the one who came was not good, and the bearded man who had a little bit of goodness had long since left.

"What's the matter? ”

After finishing speaking, the gray-clothed Jin Dan pushed it away with one palm, Dong Fu secretly said that it was good, and inserted the long sword into the ground, after all, the blood cultivator Huang Xing did not have a storage ring.

But Kohata doesn't need a storage ring!

Dong Fu stretched out his palm to the ground, and a cloud of blood mist rose again, and the small banner also came out of the ground and fell into Dong Fu's hand.

Yes, you have reached the peak of the spirit weapon, and you will step into the realm of the spirit treasure with just one foot in the door.

Xiao Wan was suddenly excited, and the skeleton and the long pole that served as the keel trembled, as if he heard the subtle voice that Dong Fu deliberately transmitted to Xiao Han.

The blood mist covered Dong Fu's figure, and also covered Dong Fu's slightly narrowed eyes, from where the Golden Crow Secret Realm began, he knew that there were no good things in the world that came in vain, there was a cause and effect, and the things brought by luck were not necessarily harmless to themselves, and it was not impossible to break the belly after a full meal.

The gray-clothed Jin Dan was included in the blood mist without the slightest chance of reacting, and the blood mist still rolled endlessly, constantly moving on the battlefield again.

At this time, most of the disciples on both sides were almost truce, and the five Jindan Realms came to stop the fight one after another, pulling the disciples on their side.

This is also a helpless move, as long as the two highest combat forces in the sky decide the winner, it will be easy to solve the others, Jin Dan As for Yuan Ying, this gap is much bigger than Jin Dan for building a foundation, and building a foundation for refining qi, the more you cultivate to the top, the more unattainable the challenge becomes, so do you still need those low-level disciples to increase casualties here?

Only Dong Fu was an exception, because no one persuaded him to fight, and it happened that the old one came to fight the small one, and the Huang Mu sent Jin Dan to really wait and see, and the people in the City Lord's Mansion watched the play with peace of mind, not without banter and hope, and opened their eyes wide, ready to witness how their own Jin Dan worship taught that kid a lesson.

"I'm going to help Guang and make a sacrifice!"

Out of respect for Tu'an Sect, the city lord Lu Chuan said a word to the Tu'an Sect Jin Dan next to him and immediately left.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by an arm, and he frowned and looked to the side.

"Just a foundation building evil cultivator will also have some carving insect skills, and the Jindan cultivator who is widely worshipped will not be able to deal with it?

Lu Chuan was furious, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

How many times has this broken old man relied on his identity as an elder of the Tu'an Sect to point fingers at himself, is it tolerable or unbearable!

The blood mist kept rolling, and the blood mist that was supposed to be caused by the wind was in a class of its own, completely unaffected by the outside world, not only the wind, but even the sound could not float in for half a minute, but it was constantly blowing inside with a bloody gas as thick as substance.

The Jin Dan Worshipper who was trapped in it no longer tried to escape, and after so many years of crawling in the cultivation realm, he roughly guessed that he was trapped in a formation that had already been laid out.

Although he can't escape, he just needs to hold on until the city lord of Lu comes to save him.

He simply meditated on the spot and began to adjust his breathing, Jin Dan was far from detached, so he gave up the idea of holding his breath just after escaping to no avail, and there should be no good things in this blood mist, and struggling more will only make himself more poisoned.

At the edge of the blood mist, Dong Fu borrowed the blood mist to hang in the air, silently watching the meditating old man Jindan.

He smiled wickedly.

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