Cheng Hao frowned slightly, Shang Shi Ao's big iron was heavy enough. Even according to the strength of his body cultivation and his crazy martial arts, the water was heavy enough, and if it was aggravated, it would become a burden.

"I miscalculated, your iron is heavy enough that it doesn't need to be heavier. ”

Shang Shi Ao waved his hand again and again when he heard this: "Hey, it won't work, Cheng boy, I feel like I'm about to break through recently, but I always feel a little uncomfortable, I can't tell what it is, in short, I feel that the blade in my hand is too light, not happy enough!"

When Shang Shi Ao said this, he was beating on his own while one (shēn) pimple muscle (ròu), as if he was really depressed (tǐng) unhappily.

"You see, this savage is not happy enough, and I find it difficult to take turns with his big iron. Qin Yue sat cross-legged and laughed.

Everyone else laughed too, indeed, they had all tried to go to Shi Ao's big iron, where was it not heavy enough?

Cheng Hao didn't smile, and stared at Shang Shi Ao seriously: "Can you describe your feelings carefully?"

"Description?" Shang Shi Ao was embarrassed and scratched his head: "I can't tell what it feels like, but I always feel that my blood is boiling, and sometimes I can't even control myself and want to destroy something!"

"Yes!"

As soon as he said this, Qin Yue and the others immediately stopped laughing, this is not a joke! Hearing Shi Ao's description, he seems to have signs of going mad!

It's no joke that a martial artist goes mad, once it happens, then unless there is a martial artist above the martial artist to help, it can't be saved at all!

Some of them will dissipate

(shēn) cultivates to become an ordinary person from now on, and if it is serious, it will simply lose its life, and even the most serious will directly turn into a monster who only knows how to kill!

Falling into the devil is usually due to imperfect exercises, or because of a huge stimulus that causes the Dao heart to be distorted, or it is maliciously destroyed by someone during cultivation.

But none of these things should have anything to do with Shang Shi Ao!

The exercises he is practicing now are created by himself, and although he is not very old, he has experienced a lot of life-and-death battles.

一 (shēn) exercises are all perfected by tempering themselves between life and death, and after arriving at Wuyi Peak, there is Elder Shusun Tong to observe and guide, and there is no problem at all.

As for being stimulated, who can stimulate him if he is such a crazy (xìng) son as Shi Ao?

And it is even more impossible to be maliciously destroyed by someone in the process of cultivation, who can maliciously destroy his cultivation in this environment of their current situation?

Cheng Hao frowned and pondered for a moment, and then his eyes fell on the big iron in his hand, so he asked, "Senior Brother Shangshi, did you make this iron by yourself?"

"Naturally not!" Shang Shi Ao waved his hand: "It's not that you haven't seen how poor I am, how can I have silver to create any spiritual treasure weapons." ”

Indeed, when he first met Shang Shi Ao in Jedi Tiantong, he was a serious poor ghost.

(shēn) is not fully clothed, not to mention that he is still shirtless, and even Nazi, a big road goods that ordinary martial artists will not lack, can only carry a big iron all over the world by himself.

"Then you are ...... of this iron?"

Shang Shi Ao smiled: "I was one back then."

The man fought three thousand slaves and the fighters were invincible, and finally won the championship in Liaocheng in the east, so he was free, and he got a spiritual treasure as a prize, which is this big iron!"

I see......

Shang Shi Ao seemed to be proud when he mentioned this (qíng), and Chen Ying couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Shang Shi, how did you become a slave back then?"

Shang Shi Ao smacked his mouth: "How do I know? When I was born, I was in the slave farm, I didn't even know who my father and mother were, and I was born with a group of boring slaves who fed me with rice paste." ”

Qiu Shuisheng nodded slightly: "Speaking of which, in fact, when I first met Senior Brother Shangshi, I thought that he might not be a person from Long Teng." ”

"What do you say?" Shang Shi Ao looked at Qiu Shuisheng strangely.

Qiu Shuisheng said: "Because of my family relationship, I have come into contact with some people outside the Dragon Teng Empire, and Senior Brother Shang Shi, whether it is this fierce (xìng) son or (shēn) shape, is very similar to the barbarian ...... of the Cangmu Empire in the north Yes, people. ”

Obviously, he almost blurted out the word barbarian, and it was easy to swallow it back.

Shang Shi Ao was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What you said is also a little reasonable, there are many conflicts between the Cangmu Empire and the Longteng Empire, especially the Cangmu Empire, there have been marauders who have sneaked through the mountains into the Longteng, maybe I am their descendant." ”

Indeed, although the Cangmu Empire occupies a huge area, its land is bitter and cold, and it is far less beautiful than a gentle and wealthy township like the Longteng Empire.

Therefore, there have always been many people from the Cangmu Empire who have ventured through the Qingtian Peak Mountain Range to quietly enter the interior of Longteng to plunder, and even simply come and not leave, specifically making a living from looting and becoming bandits

。

This phenomenon became more and more serious especially after the dragon soared out and the Great Sage fell apart.

Many local tyrants spontaneously began to deal with the affairs of the looters of the Cangmu Empire (qíng), as long as they were caught, then naturally men killed women and threw them to reward soldiers or become slaves.

It is likely that Shang Shi Ao was the widow of a woman who became a slave.

"It's all trifles. Cheng Hao waved his hand to interrupt their communication.

Indeed, in his opinion, whatever this empire and that empire is, are dogs (pì)!

It's just the result of a group of Terran infighting, everyone is a Terran, and they are all oppressed and enslaved by the Heavenly Hundred Clans and the Demon Clan, and the dogs (pì) are divided into each other.

When people call from the Heavenly Realm or the Demon Clan, they still care which empire you belong to?

The human race is the human race, and the empire is just a few local giants in Cheng Hao's opinion.

Hearing Cheng Hao say this, everyone spontaneously stopped speculating about Shang Shi Ao (shēn), after all, this kind of thing (qíng) is better not to be broken.

Shang Shi Ao doesn't care, (ài) whoever is doing well, as long as he is doing well now, he doesn't care where his bloodline comes from.

Cheng Hao dragged the topic back and said, "So you have been making do with this iron and this iron?"

Shang Shi Ao shook his head: "I can't say that, this big iron is enough, I still like it." ”

Cheng Hao nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed to a huge rockery in the distance: "Senior Brother Shangshi, you do a martial arts experience against that rockery." ”

"Wu Xinche, what is that?" Shang Shi Ao was at a loss after hearing this.

Cheng Hao was also at a loss, he didn't even know what Wu Xinche was?

Is there no change, he doesn't know?