"Oops......" Song Zhongji never expected Mao Xiaotian's speed to be so fast, so fast that he couldn't react, so he felt that his feet were blocked, and he involuntarily flew out, flew over the heads of the demons, and fell heavily to the ground, even the incomparable momentum followed for thousands of miles.

"Head of ......"

"Uncle......

"Grandpa......"

"Grandpa......"

"Big Nephew ......"

I have to say that the Song family is full of children and grandchildren, and the incense is vigorous, even the exclamations are so unique.

The demons gave way to a passage, Mao Xiaotian walked over slowly, and said, "Master Song, can I leave this time?" ”

It was just a fall, it was difficult to cause harm to immortal cultivators, Song Zhongji quickly stood up, feeling ashamed, but he also had to be dignified.

Mao Xiaotian's strength, he is afraid that he can't do it, but if you want him to give up easily, if you don't say that you are unwilling, you will lose the face of the Song family if you say it.

"Didn't the leader of the Mao League say that it coincided with the moon and couldn't use mana?"

"Not really." Mao Xiaotian stood still and smiled: "The menstrual incident just now has passed, and it can be used again." ”

"The monthly affairs of the leader of the Mao League are really just right."

"I think so too." Mao Xiaotian nodded and chuckled, and said undeniably.

"The old man said frankly that the master of the Mao League has great power, but if you let you leave, don't say it's me, and the children of the Song family will not agree." Song Zhongji's eyes were blazing and very firm.

"Alas......" Mao Xiaotian sighed and wondered: "Do you have to be convinced to let me leave?" ”

"Then we have to see if the leader of the Mao League has that ability."

"Big nephew, I'll help you." The ball-like old boy flashed to Song Zhongji's side.

Song Zhongji turned his head and looked at it, but he didn't say anything, he acquiesced to the proposal of two to one, although it sounded a little dishonorable, but there was no way.

"With weapons." Song Zhongji was much more serious, and stretched out his hand to move: "Flying sword." ”

"Hmm." The old boy nodded solemnly, and also stretched out his hand: "Double hammer." ”

"With weapons? All right. Mao Xiaotian smiled indifferently, and put his hands behind his head, very leisurely, but then he wondered.

What about weapons? This beckoning weapon didn't come, huh?

"Flying sword, hurry up." Song Zhongji's right hand stopped in the air, with a peculiar shape, and after more than ten seconds, he was a little anxious, and he urged.

"It's coming, it's coming, the flying sword is coming." A child of the Song family ran over with a sweaty head and handed the sword in his hand to Song Zhongji.

"Choke ......" Song Zhongji stared at Mao Xiaotian without squinting, but his right hand held the hilt of the sword in the slightest, and he pumped hard, Dabao...... The big sword came out of its sheath in response, shining with silver light, not sharp.

"Where's my hammer?" The old boy asked impatiently.

"Second grandfather, wait a moment." The man wiped his sweat and said, "The hammer is too heavy, come slowly." ”

"Ahem......" Mao Xiaotian suddenly couldn't help laughing, and sweated profusely. Why are the very imposing 'Flying Swords' and 'Hammers' suddenly funny? It seems that not everyone can have a treasure bag like themselves. That's right, when Tang Seng and his apprentices learned scriptures, in addition to Sun Wukong, Sha Seng and Zhu Bajie had to carry their weapons on their shoulders, and the Song family was not immortals, which was normal.

"Hey, I said you two can't fight yet? Don't you know if it's a waste of time? Mao Xiaotian couldn't wait, Su Meier's dinner was extremely rich, and it would take a lot of time every time, if it was delayed any longer, it would be busy when she went back.

"What's urging?" The old boy glared angrily and exclaimed, "Don't you see that my hammer has not yet come?" Wait a minute. ”

"Real ink, hurry up, hurry up."

"Hammer, hurry up." The old boy turned and yelled backwards.

"Here it is, here it is, here comes the hammer." Someone on the other side hurriedly answered, and saw four figures appear from around the corner. They were evenly distributed, and together they carried a huge black hammer, and their gait was a little difficult, and the speed was about the same as that of ordinary people.

"Waste." The old boy snorted, flashed to the four of them, raised his hand and picked up the hammer, and then returned to Song Zhongji's side, looked at Mao Xiaotian, and waited for him: "Big nephew, be careful, it's not easy to deal with." ”

At this moment, the atmosphere was solemn and quiet, and everyone stared intently at the three people facing each other, a little nervous.

"Come on, come on." Mao Xiaotian's frivolous words broke this serious atmosphere.

"Hmph, hubris."

"Eat me with a hammer."

Being so despised, how could the two not be angry? Without saying a word, he rushed over with a weapon in hand.

One left and one right, unfold the pincer.

Mao Xiaotian has never been serious from the beginning, as an immortal, fighting with two mortals, although he is a mortal who cultivates immortals, does he need to be serious?

He stood in place with ease, even if the big sword and hammer had already attacked the top of his head, he was still light and light, and he did not dodge or dodge.

"Hmph......" The two of them were a little proud in their eyes, and they dared to hold it up like this.

Soon, the big sword and hammer fell on Mao Xiaotian's body, but the strange thing was that the hammer and the big sword actually passed through his body without a trace of blood.

Phantom? The pupils of the two shrank, and the secret path was not good, but they had already reached this point, and they couldn't retract their strength, so they could only let the big sword and hammer collide together.

The huge impact of the "buzzing ......" caused the sword to hum, and even the bodies of the two of them trembled slightly.

"Let's go back." Before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, Mao Xiaotian's voice suddenly sounded in their ears, and then they felt a chrysanthemum ...... As soon as the collar was tightened, the feet were empty, and the body flew up.

It still flew over the heads of the demons, but this time it was two people. Song Zhongji had already suffered a loss, so he had been on guard for a long time, and wanted to use his mana to fly up and dissolve it, but he was shocked to find that his mana had a short period of solidification.

"Oops......"

"Oops......"

"Head of ......"

"Second Taizu ......"

"Second Grandfather ......"

"Grandpa......"

"Grandpa ......"

Not surprisingly, the two fell to the ground in embarrassment, and with a unique exclamation, everyone in the Song family hurriedly helped the two up.

They looked at Mao Xiaotian with some fear in their eyes, they didn't dare to imagine defeating the head of the family and the old boy so lightly.

How deep is this Mao League master's cultivation?

"Big nephew, I can't beat it." The old boy glanced at Song Zhongji worriedly, and said: "There is no suspense at all, the old ancestor is not at home now, what should I do?" Do you want to let them go? ”

"Nope." Song Zhongji shook his head hatefully and said, "Although there is a huge disparity in strength, we can still fight." ”

"You mean?" The old boy was startled and looked at Song Zhongji suddenly.

"That's right." Song Zhongji nodded vigorously and said firmly: "Now that the matter is now, I can only ask God." ”