Most people in the world don't put the effort into studying the Magic Trick.

It's a thankless task to make it clear, as long as you're not stupid, who will do it?

But how terrifying should a person who can truly cultivate the "Magic Trick Please"? It doesn't matter if it's chicken ribs or miraculous feats, but after all, only the Demon Lord has cultivated it for thousands of years, and later he has walked out of the glorious and invincible road.

Everyone slandered the chicken ribs of "Please Magic Trick", there is no psychology of "can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour", and if you can't do it, you will complain about the waste of the magic trick, but in fact, it is your own waste material.

In the past, they didn't admit this, but now they looked at Xia Mang, who had cultivated the "Please Magic Technique", and the spirit of the demon shadow accompanying him was really envious in their hearts.

Please summon the demon, it was just a legend in the past, but today it has reappeared on Xia Mang's body.

"Even the "Please Magic Technique" has been cultivated, and you dare to say that you are not a demon?" Silver Fox suppressed the horror in his heart and shouted: "Don't admit yourself, expose your true self, now the facts are there, if you continue to deny it, you will not only treat us as fools, but also treat yourself as fools......"

"Who said that if you have cultivated the "Please Demon Technique", you must be a demon?" In the Futu Tower, Xia Mang was full of demonic energy, and he said expressionlessly: "There is no righteous demon in the Dharma Dao, you care about the heart, this is your truth, can't it be applied to me?"

He changed the words of the people slightly, and returned them.

Everyone was speechless, a little embarrassed, the young man's face was not good-looking, and he snorted coldly: "You are a demon, and you have cultivated the "Please Demon Trick", naturally it is a demon on a demon, saying that you are a devil, and you are not wronged at all." ”

In fact, he also tried to practice the "Magic Trick Please", but he didn't succeed, and he had no result after many years of enlightenment, so he had to give up.

The fish-riding man nodded and said, "The demons who have cultivated the "Please Magic Technique" are all called big devils, which are rare in the world. ”

The little monk Bodhi looked at Xia Mang, who was full of demonic energy, blinked his big eyes a few times, and said with some envy: "If I have cultivated the "Please Demon Technique", I don't know if I can invite the Buddha ......."

Everyone was speechless, this little bald head was really brainy.

The fish-riding man's eyes lit up suddenly, "If I have cultivated the "Please Magic Technique", I should ...... Can you please go down to the Dao Ancestor?"

A few people next to him rolled their eyes wildly, very speechless, these two guys are really pure monks and Taoists? They can't be bald and wild Taoists pretending to be them, right?

At this time, Xia Mang spoke, "I don't know if I can invite the next Dao Ancestor, but most of the time I can invite the Buddha." ”

"What do you say?" the Fish Rider was puzzled.

"Because I have already asked the Buddha. Xia Mang smiled, he raised his head, glanced at the top of the Futu Tower, and then walked directly.

The vague tall demon shadow behind him suddenly held his hands to the sky, and the Futu Tower trembled, and it was actually rising a little bit.

The faces of several people changed drastically, because the tall demon shadow actually held up the Futu Tower!

Xia Mang stepped forward and stepped out of the Futu Tower.

At the same time, a slightly worn golden robe fell from the top of the tower, and landed right in front of Xia Mang, who stepped on it, and the robe unfolded and floated up, supporting him in front of everyone.

Stepping on the robe, the shadow behind him, Xia Mang's face is cold and solemn, and his hair is fluttering, like a demon who has penetrated the "Buddha".

Everyone present was like a great enemy, their bodies were tense, and they could silently escape from the suppression of the Futu Tower, this tall demon shadow was absolutely terrifying beyond imagination!

Only the little monk Bodhi still looked innocent, he looked at Xia Mang and asked curiously, "Senior Brother Xia, where is the Buddha you invited?"

"I am the Buddha who invited me. ”

Xia Mang spoke, and at the same time, he "resonated" grasped the bronze sword on his back, slashed out, and slashed directly at the silver fox.

A sword was handed out, like an antelope hanging its horns, this sword was too fast and domineering, the silver fox was frightened, and instinctively retreated, but Xia Mang's sword was too abrupt, without warning, it was impossible to dodge.

The silver fox screamed, and the silver hair on his body exploded, and he was about to be slashed under this sword!

But at this moment, a big silver hand suddenly grabbed in the air, pulled the silver fox and retreated several feet in an instant, narrowly avoiding the sword.

Xia Mang's sword was useless, and he did not pursue, but slashed out the second sword with a backhand lightning.

The target of this sword was not the silver fox, but the young man behind him.

"Phew!"

Before the young man could react, he was slashed by a sword and died tragically on the spot.

The rest of the people were shocked, and they retreated in an instant, staring at Xia Mang intently, on guard, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Xia Mang's shot was too sudden, he cut the silver fox first, and after a sword was ineffective, he didn't stop, but slashed at the young man in the back, not to mention the young man, even others didn't react.

A backhand sword kills someone!

The young man died very miserably, and he was also very wronged, his cultivation was actually not weak, and he was still a lot better than Xia Mang, but he was slashed by Xia Mang with a sword.

Everyone was shocked, and the silver fox screamed, "Xia Mang!"

The group of them was going to kill Xia Mang, but they were beheaded by Xia Mang first, and even they almost broke under Xia Mang's sword, which made it extremely angry.

Xia Mang's face was flat, he looked at the silver fox, and said, "I just lack a fox fur coat, and your pure silver fur is barely enough." ”

He held his sword and walked towards the silver fox in his robe, the shadow behind him moving with him.

The silver fox's eyes were gloomy, and there was not much fear, because a burly figure suddenly appeared, blocking it in front of it, protecting it behind it.

This is a middle-aged man, more than forty years old, full of silver hair, golden pupils, he looked at Xia Mang, and said, "Young man, why are you so aggressive?

He is obviously the guardian of the silver fox, and he has been hiding in the shadows until the silver fox is in distress before he comes to the rescue, and when he sees Xia Mang coming with a sword, he finally can't help but jump out.

"I'm never aggressive, and if I have a grudge, I will take revenge on the spot. Xia Mang snorted coldly: "Besides, you are foxes. ”

You are foxes, not people.

The middle-aged man understood what Xia Mang meant, and couldn't help but show anger in his eyes, he glanced at the tall demon shadow behind Xia Mang, frowned, and said: "It's too rigid and easy to break, too much, it's not a good thing for young people to show their edge, it's easy to die." ”

He seemed to be reminding, but in fact he was threatening Xia Mang, which was not subtle, implying murder.

"The old thing is thick-skinned enough!" Xia Mang said expressionlessly, "I really want to know how thick your skin is, and whether you can stop this rusty sword in my hand!"

Before the words fell, he took out his sword with a "swish".

The target of this sword is still the Silver Fox.

He's going to kill this fox today!

"Presumptuous!" The middle-aged man was furious, he had already appeared, Xia Mang didn't know how to restrain himself, what is this, despise himself? Too wild and domineering, you know, not to mention in the outside world, even in the first ruin, he can wave his hand to kill Xia Mang thousands of times.

He didn't kill Xia Mang for a long time, that is, he was afraid of the tall demon shadow behind him, this was the "demon" invited by Xia Mang, he couldn't figure out the depth, and he didn't dare to act easily, but Xia Mang actually took the lead and wanted to kill the young master of the silver fox, as a guardian, how could he sit idly by?

He snorted coldly, reached out a large hand, and grabbed the sword light that Xia Mang slashed out.

But at this moment, the tall demon shadow suddenly moved, he rose up, volleyed at the protector, and a demon fist blasted out, wrapped in terrifying momentum, and the demonic intent was vast.

The guardian changed color, and he hurriedly shook the bronze sword, so he didn't care about Xia Mang, because the tall demon shadow had already been killed, and that kind of incomparable demonic power made him tremble a little, and he didn't dare to be careless.

But as soon as he fought, his expression changed drastically, because the tall demon shadow was actually blown away by his punch!

Like a wisp of smoke flying away!

"Not good!" he secretly screamed, and Huo Di turned to look at Xia Mang, who had already killed the silver fox in front of him.

With a "bang", Xia Mang blasted the silver fox away with a punch, he stepped on the robe, his body was almost to the extreme, and he caught up in an instant, and at the same time swept his left leg, directly kicking the silver fox and turning it into a rain of blood.

Then, stepping on his tattered robe, he rushed into the distance without looking back.