Chapter Twenty-Six: The Monkey Is Still an Old Spirit

rushed to five or six meters in front of Huang Mao's body, and Lei Er directly magnified his moves.

The vitality in the meridians of the body is like a great river going east, surging. According to a specific running route, the cycle repeats, bringing Lei Er groundbreaking power.

Lei Er arched his waist to form an extremely exaggerated arc, like an abyssal coiling dragon. The small body and explosive power combine to form a different kind of beauty, a dangerous beauty.

"Bang!" Lei Er disappeared in place, bringing up a cloud of grass clippings.

“EXCALIBUR!!!” Lei Er's output is roaring.

Huang Mao raised his head, a different kind of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he just stared at Lei Er who was swooping down.

The backlit Lei Er was shrouded in shadows, his facial muscles twisted and hideous because he was too hard, and the giant axe mercilessly slashed at the yellow-haired Heavenly Spirit Gai.

"Boom!"

I saw Huang Mao covering the sky with one hand and blocking Lei Er's fatal blow. The blade of the axe was pinched by the yellow hair, and he couldn't move an inch.

However, Huang Mao also made an example, and his entire calf was driven into the ground.

There was dust all around, choking and bewildering.

"Why did you start blowing sand after a good time?" Huang Mao protested as he coughed.

Lei Er, he hasn't stopped yet!

I saw him pull back the giant axe, and the axe moved with him, flying up and down, with bells and whistles, and more than half of it was a feint.

In a large number of meaningless movements, occasionally mixed with ultimate, jump slashing, slowly smashed half of Huang Mao's body into the ground.

"There must be some conspiracy on the part of this little. Huang Mao thought to himself.

But on his face, he still had to pretend to have a calm expression, blocking up and down with his two exposed hands, sometimes pretending to flick his fingers, bounce the giant axe away, and then taunt Lei Er.

"It's time!" Seeing that Huang Mao was nailed in the soil in half, Lei Er was secretly happy, and the layout was completed!

"Lexus guillotine!"

Lei Er's old trick was repeated, and he leaped up with an axe.

"How many times have I told you, it's useless!" Huang Mao is not annoying, he has survived the years of ten thousand years, and this will be a personal amusement, which feels very good.

Huang Mao stretched out a finger leisurely, he was very happy to show his strength in front of his juniors.

And then a big black hammer fell from the sky!

"Lexus Bomber!Qiu~Boom!!" Lei Er swiped over the top of Huang Mao's head, and was artificially dubbed.

"I'm nesting your grandmother—" Yellow Fur struggled desperately to break through the ground.

However, his cultivation at this time was only the third order, and he had just been rammed into a solid one, and he was pestled in the soil.

Huang Mao held the sky high with one hand, and it was too late to exert force with the other hand, so he could only watch as the black hammer smashed down with a bigger and bigger shadow.

With a "poof", Huang Mao was completely smashed into the soil, leaving only one arm stubbornly revealing its sharp tip.

At the same moment, Lei Er fell to the ground laughing wildly.

Although it can't do any harm to Huang Mao, seeing him deflated, Lei Er is comfortable!

Huang Mao arched out, and gently patted the white robe, and the slag and grass clippings on it disappeared in an instant.

"You've done a great job and it looks like the training has not been in vain. Huang Mao made an evaluation with a calm face, without the slightest hint of anger or embarrassment, as if Lei Er should have defeated him.

Lei Er's sense of coolness is halved.

"A lot of hard work, a wave of harvest. That's. Huang Mao poured a mouthful of poisonous chicken soup into Lei Er first.

"But your talent deserves to be commended!" Witnessing Lei Er's growth, Huang Mao showed a pleased smile.

"Although you and I are commensurate with master and apprentice, we have already taught you what we can teach you as a teacher. You can get to this point because of your own talent and understanding, and being a teacher has not helped you much, which is owed to you by the teacher. Huang Mao suddenly broke out with Lei Er.

Lei Er nodded approvingly.

Huang Mao turned a blind eye and continued: "That blood axe is a trophy for the division, as a meeting gift, it is still a little too cold. When you go out and walk the rivers and lakes, your face represents the face of my teacher. People rely on clothing, and there happens to be a Dharma robe here for the teacher, which seems to be very suitable for you at the moment. ”

"Wait, I'm a martial artist, what kind of robe do you want?" Lei Er was confused, and just smashed Huang Mao with a hammer and became demented?

"The robe is just a generic name. This is a set of armor made with Xiuzhen technology, which can provide extremely high defense to the wearer as long as there is an energy supply. Takefu's vitality is energy, right? When worn, it is immune to most magical attacks, including those below the Eight Extremes, as well as all physical attacks, including those below the Fourth Order. You're still too brittle now, and you're just an apprentice as a teacher, so you can't rest assured!"

"Don't be embarrassed, you deserve it! Take it!" Huang Mao's tone could not be refused, like a middle-aged uncle rushing to pay.

Huang Mao's right hand grabbed in the air, and the magic generally conjured a set of flat folded robes.

Lei Er took it with one hand, his face was disdainful, but he was already too moved inside.

The light blue color of the robe is silky and delicate to the touch, and the fabric is extremely elastic! It is illuminated by the sun in the dream, shining with colorful treasures! Huang Mao said that the size of this robe can be automatically adjusted according to the wearer's figure, and it definitely fits!

Lei Er carefully shook off the robe, this is the first set of magic equipment in his life!

Wow, it's my favorite dressing gown style!

......

Robe?!

Lei Er blinked violently, it was indeed a light blue nightgown.

Long style, no pants, a pair of pocket pockets on the outside, and a large hood is also very thoughtfully designed.

To be honest, Lei Er thinks it's very good-looking, simple and a little fresh, without that kind of bells and whistles logo. The blue is the kind of high-quality blue, too, and it is light, but it is pure.

But are you really sure it's a robe?

"Don't underestimate it! This robe is modeled after the usual pajamas I wore when I was younger. Then I got stronger, and I lost that pajamas. To commemorate it, I crafted this pajama-style robe myself. Although the attribute is rubbish, it is just right for you to use it. Huang Mao talked about his childhood with a sigh on his face.

"In addition to being immune to attacks below the third order, it can also produce a good defense against attacks of higher realms. In addition, it also has some special effects, such as warm in winter and cool in summer, dust-free and self-clean, and so on. It's all my little idea when I designed. Huang Mao was complacent, so this nightgown was really awesome.

"Try it on, let me see how it works. Huang Mao urged eagerly.

Huang Mao's abnormality made Lei Er a little puzzled, but the attraction brought by the new equipment overwhelmed all reason.

Ask him, put it on first, and then say, it's safe to fall into the bag!

Lei Er put on his nightgown, and then began to tie the waist rope on it. The dressing gown has no buttons, and if you don't tie a waist rope, it will be vacuum-free.

Lei Er loosely wrapped the waist rope around his waist, and suddenly, the waist rope moved on its own and tied a dead knot.

Seeing Huang Mao's cunning smile, Lei Er's heart was cold, and before he could ask Huang Mao what he had done, his body lost his balance and fell to the ground.

This nightgown blood Biang sinks!

"My nest! I've been caught under the spell of Ya's hoop!" this was the only thought left by Lei Er at this time.