Ouyang Ji's face changed suddenly when he heard the name of the Holy Martial Hall, and he couldn't help but look Xu Qing up and down again, and said in a low voice: "Can you know Tiankui?" ”

Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat when he heard Tiankui's name, and said in his heart, this old man is treacherous enough, he actually brought out the big white ape to test the waters, if it weren't for my brother who knew the big white ape, I would really be blinded by you, this is what you asked for, don't complain that my brother gave you a world-famous painting 'Mongla, you are stupid'.

"Do you know Uncle Tiankui?" Xu Qing pretended to be surprised and glanced at Ouyang Ji, and said in a low voice: "That's not right! I heard that the master and uncle haven't been out for hundreds of years, even if you live to be 100 years old, you are still a doll in open crotch pants in front of its old man, right? ”

Ouyang Ji was said to be a doll wearing open crotch pants by a hairy guy in front of him, and his old face was really a little unbearable, but it was not difficult to hear from the other party's words, this kid might really be from the Holy Martial Hall, if this was the case, today's trip would be in vain.

The White Camel Valley is the leading ancient martial arts sect in Mongolia, and the valley is rich in white camels, so it is called the White Camel Valley, the population in the valley is not much, only less than thirty people, but the martial arts are the most powerful in Mongolia, including two heavenly martial artists, ten earth martial artists, and the rest are all Xuan Realm, and the strength will not be weaker than any ancient martial arts sect and family in China.

But no matter how strong the White Camel Valley is in front of the Huaxia Shengwu Hall, it is a place that does not enter the stream, Ouyang was very fortunate to see the Tiankui White Ape side, at that time he was really a child wearing open crotch pants, I remember that the two valley masters of the White Camel Valley took him to visit the master of the Holy Martial Hall, and what he didn't expect was that he met the Tiankui White Ape in the middle of the road, it didn't care what the purpose of the people came, and the two valley masters were beaten up with a single old fist, and then they were thrown out directly.

Ouyang Ji left a big shadow in his young mind at that time, the white ape in the Holy Martial Hall was so powerful that he beat the two valley masters and threw them out, which shows how strong the strength here is? As for Tiankui's name, I heard the people of the Holy Martial Hall say it later, for the White Camel Valley, the Huaxia Holy Martial Hall is a mysterious and powerful holy place, no matter what, don't mess with this holy place, otherwise people can easily destroy the entire White Camel Valley with a white ape casually.

Thinking of the power of the Tiankui White Ape, Ouyang Ji's heart suddenly suddenly, if this kid is really from the Holy Martial Hall, he can't afford to offend, thinking of this, he felt a burst of regret in his heart, it seems that this time he really came to the wrong place.

"Zun Jia is right, the old man did see the demeanor of the Tiankui Divine Ape many years ago, I don't know how it is now?" Ouyang Jiren had calluses on his old skin, and he was cheeky and sloppy, but a trace of panic flashed in his eyes was seen by Xu Qing.

Xu Qing smiled indifferently and said: "Uncle Tiankui's body is very tough, and he taught me a set of footwork a few days ago, or let's find a spacious place to learn now, I just want to learn the tricks of the White Camel Valley." ”

Ouyang Ji came here today to touch Xu Qing's foundation, and then wait for the opportunity to throw out a large number of 'dry goods' to win over this young ancient warrior, just like buying the guards at the door, but now that he knew the power behind this ancient martial artist called 'Kamikaze', he completely dispelled his thoughts.

The other party is a disciple of the Holy Martial Hall known as the Ancient Martial Saint Domain of Huaxia, so will he care about the 'dry goods' provided by the Wushu? Ouyang Ji now seemed to see a ragged beggar holding a stack of dirty and scattered tickets, happily showing off to a rich man wearing a famous brand and driving a luxury car, look, I have money, let's mess with me!