Watching Su Qiubai give Tang Yanwu Daigo an empowerment, Gao Meng and Tong Qiunan were stunned.

Especially Gao Meng, he also remembered a certain clip in the movie, and that little heart felt like it was about to jump out of his throat.

Tong Qiunan was no better, looking at Su Qiubai with an indifferent expression, and then at Tang Yanwu, who was grinning and white smoke was still emitting from the top of his head, if it wasn't for his heart being strong enough, he estimated that he would be stunned.

Is this a transmission power? How does it look, it seems to be a star absorbing star who forcibly absorbs the power of others. Law? Otherwise, why did Tang Yanwu look so uncomfortable?

He saw it right, Tang Yanwu was indeed very uncomfortable, and it was still the kind of discomfort that he couldn't explain. At this time, he felt like a balloon, being forcibly filled with air.

If he was a balloon without air, it would be fine, but he was still a big living person. Streams of breath poured in from the top of his head, but it mobilized the breath in his body, making him feel like boiling water, gurgling and bubbling with large bubbles.

However, what made him feel fortunate was that although the aura in his body was messy and vigorous, it was not disorganized.

Countless strands of mounds remained in the body and traveled back and forth, and finally gathered at both ends of the yin stilt hole. And with the continuous increase of Su Qiubai's spiritual power, the aura crowded in the Yin Stilt Cave became more and more thick.

These two air currents, like the armies of the two warring sides, are using the Yin Stilt Cave as the battlefield, carrying out the most violent impact. It's just that there is the obstruction of the yin stilt hole, but the two air currents can't collide together.

"It's not close!" Su Qiubai suddenly snorted.

Tong Qiunan and Gao Meng were agitated at the same time, and immediately woke up from the shock. None of them were stupid, of course they understood what Su Qiubai's mouth almost meant.

This is saying that as long as he works a little harder, he can turn Tang Yanwu into a real master.

Yellow-level Great Perfection! That's the ranks of the closest masters in this society!

Think about the current martial arts, several classes of a super-large family or sect, and the peak masters in them are at most the level of the generals.

A master of the middle stage of the Yellow Rank Great Perfection, in any family or sect, it is an elder-level figure.

Although they are in the middle of the Yellow Level, they are only one step away from the Yellow Level Advanced and only two small steps away from the Peak Great Perfection. But this seemingly insignificant gap is what they need to spend their whole lives fighting and hard work to get in exchange.

The important thing is that even if they work hard, they can't absolutely reach that point.

It is because of this that they will leave the sect and come out to wander. What I am looking for is an opportunity to make myself carp jump into the dragon gate.

Now, the opportunity is about to appear, and it would be strange if they weren't nervous.

"Open!" Su Qiubai suddenly screamed softly, then retracted his palm, and his body retreated abruptly.

"Ugh!" A muffled snort suddenly sounded, and Tang Yanwu's body, who was trembling violently, shook, and the white smoke above his head tumbled.

What is surprising is that the billowing white smoke, as if it has a spiritual nature, hovers above his head into a whirlpool, constantly rotating back and forth.

Seeing this scene, Tong Qiunan was shocked beyond measure, and shouted in his mouth: "Five Qi Chaoyuan? ”

Gao Meng's eyes were also wide open, one hand was clutching the car door, and the joints of his hands were all blue because of too much force.

Under the gaze of the two, the white smoke above Tang Yanwu's head continued to churn, but the amplitude of that movement was slowing down.

It's not slowing down, but it seems to have changed again. It was a small whirlpool just now, but now, the white smoke formed the shape of an arrow.

"What is this?" Su Qiubai was a little surprised.

Tong Qiunan seemed to know Tang Yanwu very well, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Su, this seems to be the secret weapon of his latest words. ”

He just said this, Gao Meng over there. Interjected and said: "Chase the name of the Soul Snatcher!" ”

"Soul Snatcher?" Hearing this name, Su Qiubai couldn't help frowning.

What he was curious about was not the name of the arrow, but the shape of the arrow was too weird, like a small snake.

Especially now, in the tumbling of the white smoke, that arrow seemed to be alive, flying up and down above Tang Yanwu's head, and it seemed to be very dangerous.

"Chase the soul with your life! Harvest! ”

Just when everyone was watching nervously, Tang Yanwu, who was standing motionless in place, suddenly shouted.

With his roar, the strange-looking little arrow suddenly shook, and then the arrow went downwards and plunged directly into the top of Tang Yanwu's head.

Seeing this scene, Tong Qiunan was frightened, and cried out in a lost voice: "Why did you commit suicide?" ”

"!" Su Qiubai was a little depressed, turned his head and scolded: "Are you lame? Is this suicide? ”

"Uh......" Tong Qiunan choked hard, looked at Tang Yanwu, who was not dead over there, and suddenly salivaed: "Isn't this sick?" ”

Gao Meng seemed to be frightened a lot, and after listening to Tong Qiunan's muttering, he couldn't help but nod his head in agreement: "Definitely, this bastard wants to be scary." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, Tang Yanwu over there suddenly opened his eyes and scolded: "You two want to find death? ”

"Damn, who are you scaring about?" Tong Qiunan pursed his lips, suddenly took out a handful of yellow paper from his pocket, and scolded: "Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will give you a five-thunder bang?" ”

Gao Meng didn't speak, and went directly into the car, but he didn't drive, but looked at Tang Yanwu and scolded: "Don't take my car." ”

The translation of these two people was a bit strange, and they were not afraid of chickenpox, which made Su Qiubai surprised.

Just as he was about to speak, Tang Yanwu over there suddenly smiled: "You two idiots, do you think I'm the same as before, and I'm a draw with you?" ”

"What's the matter, you're still not convinced, are you? If you don't accept it, keep practicing! ”

"That's right, I'm not convinced, you and Xiao Nannan are practicing!"

"I'm cǎo, why should Lao Tzu practice with him?" Tong Qiunan suddenly turned his head, wasn't it this Gao Meng scolded: "Want to use Lao Tzu as a gunman? You're a little bit close. ”

"Holy! Lao Tzu, did you use it as a gun? Did I tell you? Is it because you especially want to practice with Brother Tang? Gao Meng's face was full of anger, but that sentence sounded a little awkward.

Tong Qiunan blinked a few times, and suddenly reacted: "I'm cǎo, why did you even call your eldest brother?" Is there a bottom line? ”

"The bottom line of the!" Gao Meng pursed his lips, looked at Tong Qiunan's appearance full of contempt, and scolded: "In addition to being able to drive, Lao Tzu is good at opening doors and picking locks, and he can't beat you, so why do you need any bottom line." If I can become like Don, even if I don't want my underwear, it's not a problem. ”

"Huh?" Tong Qiunan was suddenly stunned, looked up at Tang Yanwu, and suddenly turned his head to look at Su Qiubai.

Not only him, even Gao Meng, had already set his eyes on Su Qiubai. and Tang Yanwu, who didn't have the arrogance just now, looked at Su Qiubai's eyes, and was also full of shock.

Facing the shocked gaze of the person, Su Qiubai had an indifferent expression, and asked with a smile: "What kind of eyes are these?" Brother is not a beauty, look at your little eyes, they are like wolves who have seen beautiful women? ”

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Gao Feng had already rushed to Su Qiubai, and opened his mouth and shouted: "Boss, you accept me, you will be the only boss of my Gao Meng in the future, and there will be absolutely no second." ”

"I'm cǎo!" Tong Qiunan in the distance was stunned by shock, and it took a long time to react: "Gao Meng, you fool, you actually robbed me of my lines?" ”

"Fuck off!" Gao Meng's side immediately gave him a disdainful look: "Brother, this is a self-created sycophant, will you?" ”

"I ......" Tong Qiunan opened her mouth, but as soon as the depressed expression appeared on her face, it was replaced by a wave of anger.

He turned his head to look at Tang Yanwu and asked, "Old Tang, can you help me clean him up?" ”

"Why?" The corners of Tang Yanwu's mouth lifted slightly, and a smile came out.

"Just because I will be Boss Su's most sincere part-time junior brother in the future, is this enough?"

"Not almost?"

"Huh?" Tong Qiunan grinned, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Tang Yanwu smiled slightly, didn't speak, raised his legs and walked in front of Su Qiubai, bowed down, and said, "Mr. Su, I am from my family, and I am not allowed to worship others as teachers. But in my heart, you are my Tang Yanwu's master. And from now on, I will follow Mr. Su. ”

"Whoosh!" As soon as he finished speaking, before Su Qiubai could speak, a figure flew over there.

The speed of this person was too fast, and Tang Yanwu, who was fast, was startled, and hurriedly turned around, and at the same time, a black light flashed in his hand, and he stabbed backwards with a swishing sound.

"Oh Mom, it's me!" A miserable scream came, and he hurriedly turned around, only to find that it was Tong Qiunan.

At this time, Tong Qiunan's condition was a little bad, not only did he have a button on his arm, but his face was also developing in the direction of black.

You don't need to ask about this thing, it looks like a sign of poisoning.

Su Qiubai glanced at the broken arrow in Tang Yanwu's hand, suddenly remembered the scene just now, and couldn't help asking, "This is your natal weapon?" ”

"Huh?" Tang Yanwu was stunned for a moment, hurriedly retracted the hand stretched out to Tong Qiunan, turned around and asked, "Mr. Su, what is a natal weapon." ”

"This ......" Su Qiubai touched his nose, thought for a while, and explained: "This is a name, which refers to the weapons you often use. ”

This explanation was a bit reluctant, but Su Qiubai didn't dare to really explain it. Because Tang Yanwu of Fairy Ah is actually no longer a simple martial artist, but a semi-cultivator with spiritual power in his body.

The so-called natal weapon is the first weapon that a practitioner condenses after stepping into the foundation. Just like him, the Xuanyuan Sword he used was actually a kind of natal weapon.

He didn't want to explain too much, because Tang Yanwu was born in the Xichuan Tang Sect, and he didn't know much about that family. That's all, it's not aimed at Tang Yanwu.

"Old Tang, you can detoxify me quickly, I'm still waiting for apprenticeship...... I'm cǎo, let's worship now! ”

"Plop!" After Tong Qiunan finished speaking, he knelt directly in front of Su Qiubai and shouted vigorously: "Master, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, the blackness on his face suddenly accelerated. Black lines kept running around her face, and soon came to his brow.

"Mr. Su, let me explain it to him......"

Before Tang Yanwu finished speaking, he suddenly froze, looking at Su Qiubai, who put his hand on the top of Tong Qiunan's head, and was completely stunned: "Mr. Su, you ...... Will you also detoxify? ”