"Little doll, the method I taught you is useful, today's offering...... Uh, who are you......"

The old man on the wrench was talking to himself, but he found that Xiong Hou was staring at him with a cold face, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"The method you taught, do you mean to let Ye Yan's waste material recover his strength and break through the bottleneck in a short period of time, or let him start from the weakest challenge and restore his self-confidence."

Hearing the chill in Xiong Hou's words, the old man naturally understood what was going on, and he said helplessly, "Accumulating momentum through challenges, and finally breaking through yourself is the most common method for martial artists, but I didn't expect Ye Yan to be so impulsive, this matter is his fault, I don't think it's better to do this, I'll teach you something to count as compensation." ”

"When his head comes, you can tell him yourself." Xiong Hou didn't talk nonsense with the old man at all.

"Uh, what kind of head, no, you can't let Ye Yan go, even if you abolish him, don't kill him." The old man was also anxious when he heard this.

"I am the next Marquis of Chu, assassinate me in this city, even if I let him go, his family will not let him go." Xiong Hou said disdainfully.

The old man could only sigh helplessly when he heard this, "That's the only way to go." ”

Then the old man looked Xiong Hou up and down and asked, "Little baby, no, little Hou Ye, do you plan to become a Danshi?" ”

"You're a Danshi?" Xiong Hou did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Yes, the old man is the old man of the ancient Dan Shi Yao, and Ye Yan's kid is the heir I fancied, he has two physiques of wood and fire, which is the good physique of the Dan master, and his understanding is good, he has learned the art of transforming wood fire into wind, it's a pity." The old man said a little helplessly, and finally glanced at Xiong Hou again and asked, "How about it, little marquis, do you plan to become a Dan Master?" ”

Xiong Hou didn't answer the old man's question, but sat back in his previous position, gently stroked the bronze sword thrown on the ground with his right hand, and finally said in a slow tone, "Ye Yan has gone from a genius to a waste wood over the years, has his skill been sucked away by you?" ”

"That's his worship of the old man." The old man said nonchalantly, "The old man's soul body is stable now, and he doesn't need these offerings anymore." ”

"Then you still lack a proper body, right?" Xiong Hou said calmly.

Hearing this, the old man's face changed, his expression became twisted, and he yelled, "Boy, this is what you asked for, you killed the body I picked, then hand over the body." ”

As he spoke, the old face of the old man flew towards Xiong Hou, as if he wanted to bite Xiong Hou's throat.

But no matter how the old man flew away, there was a distance from Xiong Hou, but Xiong Hou, who was sitting on the ground, had already pulled out his bronze sword and slowly held it in a position, waiting for the old man to rush up.

The old man was not Ye Yan's kind of uninformed existence, he didn't want to escape with one knife and wanted to cut a few more knives, he roared, "The end of the world? ”

With that, he quickly retreated, preparing to flee from here.

However, the medicine old man's reaction was still a step slower, and Xiong Hou, who originally looked slow, just flicked his wrist, and the bronze sword seemed to pass through the space, directly on the wrench.

The old man who was retreating suddenly shook his whole body, and the light behind his face was obviously much less, and even the speed of retreat slowed down a lot.

At this time, Xiong Hou raised his hand, and the tip of the bronze sword swept straight towards the medicine old man, not giving him a chance to dodge at all.

In the face of Xiong Hou's attack, the old man who had no body was very helpless, he just attached himself to Ye Yan and got a little supplement, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to conjure up his old face.

Now that his worshippers are gone, the new body he was about to get is gone, and even the wrench of his sojourn was swept away by Xiong's thick sword and almost shattered.

If he is swept by Xiong Hou's sword again, the old man's efforts in the past few years will be in vain, and at the moment of life and death, the old man can't take care of much, and uses his desperate skills.

Taking a few steps back again, the medicine old man opened his mouth, and a green liquid with the fragrance of medicine squirted out of his mouth.

This liquid was only a small lump, but after it was sprayed, the accompanying medicinal fragrance enveloped the entire room, and even Xiong Hou could smell a little.

It was this little medicinal fragrance that made Xiong Hou feel numb all over his body, and his body seemed to be a little uncontrollable, so he could only stand quietly in place, and at this time, his bronze sword was only less than a finger away from the old man Yao.

Such an opportunity made the old man have thoughts that he shouldn't have, and the old man who was originally planning to escape did not retreat but advanced, and flew in the direction of Xiong Hou.

Soon, Xiong Hou saw that the head of the old man flew into the enveloping range of the gray mist, and was flying quickly in front of him.

Xiong Hou, who knew the old man's thoughts, was also a little anxious in his heart, but the old man was flying faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to fly over the distance of more than sixty steps and pounce into Xiong Hou's brain.

At this critical juncture, the bear bit his tongue heavily, and the blood on the tip of his tongue spurted out of his mouth mixed with gray breath, and landed right on his right hand, which was holding the bronze sword.

Although he could only feel a little strength in his right hand, Xiong Hou still turned his wrist hard and stabbed the bronze sword a little.

It was also this slight movement that just moved the tip of the bronze sword in front of the old man Yao, although he rushed into the gray mist, but the old man did not crack the magic power of the end of the world, and he had no way to dodge this sword at all.

As Xiong Hou's bronze sword pierced into the phantom of the medicine old man, the medicine old man's head exploded directly, and three small balls of green medicine liquid spilled on the ground, and countless cyan bubbles slowly rose, and finally disappeared into the void.

The light blue light that was originally shrouded in the medicine old man's head returned to the wrench, and under the effect of this light blue light, Xiong Hou seemed to see a black crack slowly opening in front of him, and a light blue channel appeared in his eyes.

Xiong Hou rested for a while, and the numbness in his body disappeared.

Looking at the strange situation in front of him, Xiong Hou, who moved his hands and feet for a while, hesitated, and finally picked up the bronze sword, picked up the wrench, and walked towards the black crack.

The moment Xiong Hou stepped into the black crack, he seemed to be pushed from behind by something, and by the time he reacted, he was no longer in his room, but in another place.

At the same time, a voice sounded in his ear, "Although it is not the time to open the door, you are still welcome, the lucky newcomer." ”