"If you don't come to accompany me, I can accompany you, today's wine, I'm going to drink with you!" Zhao Min was born rich and noble, and he is a character who is the same, where would he care about Wang Xu's refusal.

Wang Xu smiled and shook his head, is it a blessing or a curse, it is a disaster that can't be avoided, he avoided Zhao Min once, and it seems that he can't hide the second time.

If you can't hide, you can't hide, although the second elder of Xuan Ming is powerful, he is not easy to mess with.

Others are afraid of the Xuanming Divine Palm, but Wang Xu, who knows Jiuyang Divine Skill, is not afraid, seriously speaking, Jiuyang Divine Skill is just to restrain Xuanming Divine Palm, Wang Xu doesn't believe that Zhao Min can take down himself.

"In Xia Zhao Shao, he is a child of a family who came to the Western Regions to do business, and he has also met those masters in the Central Plains, maybe we have mutual friends." Zhao Min sat next to Wang Xu and used a fake name, and his words were full of temptation.

Wang Xu smiled and said nothing, he believed that as long as he said a few names, Zhao Min would definitely guess his origin.

It's a pity that Wang Xu is not a native here at all, and he doesn't know any of the so-called masters of the Central Plains, and Zhao Min is destined to ask the wrong person.

"I've told you all the names, and if you don't tell me, you're not enough friends, are you?" Zhao Min saw that Wang Xu didn't want to answer, and as soon as his voice changed, he came to a picture and disappeared.

Wang Xu poured himself a cup of tea, had the intention to tease Zhao Min, and said: "My name is Wang Dazhu, I am a blacksmith, and I usually beat iron for people at the foot of Wudang Mountain. ”

"Blacksmith?" Zhao Min's first reaction was not to believe it, which blacksmith has such good kung fu, and the name Wang Dazhui is a bit ridiculous no matter how you hear it.

"Childe, this person is from Wudang Mountain, could it be Zhang Sanfeng's person?" The deer sticker spoke quietly, using the skill of transmitting sound into the secret.

Zhao Min nodded thoughtfully, the blacksmith's words were obviously false, but it was very likely to be Zhang Sanfeng's apprentice.

Because Wang Xu's age is not very old at first glance, and above the rivers and lakes, only Wudang and Shaolin can teach such young masters.

Wang Xu has hair, so naturally he can't be a person from Shaolin, and if he said something like Wudang Mountain, the biggest possibility is that he is a disciple of the Wudang faction.

As for the other sects, if the disciples of the sect have a first-class level, then they can be regarded as successors, and they will never be able to catch a move from the two elders of Xuan Ming.

"Why do you smell so good, brother, you don't like rubbing rouge gouache, do you?" Wang Xu pretended to be half-understood, rubbed his nose and said to Zhao Min.

Zhao Min was very confident in his disguise technique, and didn't think that Wang Xu saw that he was a woman, so he changed his mouth and said: "My family is engaged in the business of rouge gouache, and those things have been fiddling for a long time, so they naturally have a little taste." ”

"Really?" Wang Xu was noncommittal, with a smile in his eyes.

What kind of rouge gouache, although Wang Xu doesn't have a girlfriend, he doesn't even know the epiphany fragrance on the girl's body.

Sniffing his nose gently, Wang Xu believed that in this era when there was no perfume, this epiphany fragrance could only be brought by Zhao Min, which belonged to the girl's fragrance.

"Brother Wang, have you smelled enough?" Seeing Wang Xu sniffing non-stop, Zhao Min's face darkened, and he resisted the urge to give Wang Xu a slap, and said, "If you like this taste, I'll go back and send you a few boxes of gouache, you can smell it yourself." ”

"Is it scented like this?" Wang Xu sniffed, don't say it, the fragrance on Zhao Min's body is very good.

Zhao Min's face turned from black to white, blue for a while, and white, and said: "Don't talk about this, what kind of forging method do you like to use when you strike iron?" ”

"Forging method..."Wang Xu was stunned for a moment, he was not a real blacksmith, how could he know such a thing as a forging method.

Seeing that Wang Xu was stunned, the corners of Zhao Min's mouth curled slightly, and he replied: "Although my son is not talented, he also knows that forged weapons, from the refining of ore, the selection of molds, the techniques used to build, and the quality of quenching water, the four conditions are indispensable. Brother Wang, since you are a blacksmith, tell me, how do you usually forge weapons? ”

Wang Xu didn't expect that Zhao Min even knew how to forge, and sure enough, when the water is clear, there is no fish, and there are no disciples when people are observant, and he is so smart that he has no friends.

"Hey, you're a blacksmith, you can't even know how to black, do you?" Zhao Min was sniffed by Wang Xu for a long time before, and now he finally felt a bad breath.

As for the blacksmith business that Wang Xu said, people who don't even know the forging method are not blacksmith apprentices. Even those apprentices can also have a few mantras, whether they are useful or not, they can always be used to bluff people.

Zhao Min had cunning in her eyes, and she could basically conclude that Wang Xu must be a disciple of Wudang Mountain.

She wants to see how this king sledgehammer blows in the back, and whether it can be blown or not.

"Well, this one!"

Wang Xu thought for a moment and replied: "When I was a blacksmith, I only mastered two stunts, called the upper and lower forging method. This forging method is not simple, the main thing is the technique, the first hammer should be hammered from the stomach, the second hammer should be started from the stomach, and the backhand is a hammer. I hammered my stomach, hammered my stomach, hammered and hammered, and a weapon was completed. ”

"Stomach hammer, I'm afraid it's stomach prolapse, right? Childe, this guy is teasing you! "Lu Zhuke doesn't know how to strike iron, but he has been in the martial arts for decades, and he has never heard of any stomach hammer forging method.

Zhao Min was secretly angry, and the deer stick guest could hear the ridicule, how could she not hear it.

Turning his head and thinking about it, I am afraid that the disguise technique that he is proud of has been seen through by this person who claims to be Wang Da Hammer, otherwise everyone is a man, how could he enjoy it so much and still sniff.

"Kill him!" Zhao Min is not a good man and a woman, and after being annoyed and angry, he directly wanted to let the second elder Xuan Ming kill him.

Hearing Zhao Min's order, the second elder Xuan Ming sneered, and at the same time slapped out.

"That's not playing?" Wang Xu had long been prepared that Zhao Min would turn his face and transform his internal strength into Jiuyang True Qi, and he also greeted him with both palms.

Syllable!!!

The palms of the two sides touched each other, Wang Xu suddenly took five steps back, and the second elder Xuan Ming took three steps back.

Wang Xu moved his hands gently, and the position where his palms collided was cold, as if he had touched cold ice, which was really a cold palm.

The two elders of Xuan Ming were also shocked, the two of them looked fifty or sixty years old, but they were actually in their sixties.

The two of them worked together to fight with Wang Xu, and they took three steps back, while Wang Xu took five steps back.

If this is a one-on-one shot, I am afraid that neither of them will have the upper hand, nor will the level of internal strength be equal.

"What kind of martial arts are you?" When the deer sticker was about to attack again, Crane Pen Weng grabbed him and flipped up his palm.

The deer sticker raised his eyes and saw that the palm of the crane pen was red, and when he raised his hand to look again, his own hand was the same.

"My Xuanming Divine Palm is Yin to Evil, only a little worse than the martial arts on the Nine Yin Divine Skill, how can it be restrained in the hands of this person?" Lu Zhuke also couldn't believe it, and looked at Wang Xu with jealousy.

Wang Xu used the Jiuyang Divine Skill, melted away the coolness on his hands, and said with a smile: "Guess? ”

"Look for death, let's go together!" The deer stick and the crane pen Weng let out a low shout, jumped up and attacked Wang Xu.

Wang Xu used Jiuyang Divine Skill to fight the enemy, and in just a few breaths, he fought with the two elders of Xuan Ming for more than a dozen rounds.

Feeling the numb arms that were shocked, the smile on Wang Xu's face deepened.

The Xuanming Divine Palm will indeed be restrained by the Jiuyang Divine Skill, otherwise the level of internal force is comparable, and the two of them will work together to hit him, and it is not as simple as shaking his arm numb.

Similarly, compared to Wang Xu's numbness in his arm, the second elder Xuan Ming was not happy.

Their Xuanming Divine Palm was in front of the Jiuyang Divine Skill, just like ice and snow meeting the sun.

After more than a dozen hard fights, every time they faced each other, there was a trace of Jiuyang True Qi attached to the hands of the two, and their palms were red and stinging unbearably.

The two elders of Xuan Ming glanced at each other, and their eyes were solemn in each other's eyes, knowing that with the cultivation of the two of them, if they wanted to win, at least after a thousand moves, this was still the case that the other party would not run.

"Boy, your martial arts are very high, and our martial arts are not bad, it will be boring to fight again, how about stopping?" The deer stick and the crane pen Weng are on the left and right, and they have no intention of continuing to fight.

"Hehe..."

Wang Xu had a playful look in his eyes, glanced at Zhao Min, who was sitting next to him and watched the excitement, and said with a smile: "Now you know that I'm not easy to mess with, it's too late, right?" ”