The word "dragon" was written on the blue curtain, and the wind blew and flapped on both sides.

You can faintly see the martial artists practicing in the martial arts hall, as well as the black figure in the center.

The neatly ordered skylight casts a well-like glow, imprinting a lattice of light and shade on the floor.

Feng Fei swallowed, she cheered herself up.

I'm learning the Immortal Family Exercises, and I'm fine.

But...

No matter how you think about it, you don't think you can win against that senior brother of the Tenglong Martial Arts Gym.

Thereupon...

Feng Fei continued to hypnotize herself.

No problem, I learned the Immortal Family Exercises, and Wen Jiu learned the Ordinary Mortal Exercises, which are different in nature, and I have no problem.

Wen Jiu is the name of the senior brother.

Three hundred meters of road.

She forced herself to move forward with the attitude of a strong man, but her heart was still very empty.

At the end, she pushed the curtain open.

The sound of the urn came:

"Is it a challenger?"

The voice was calm, like suppressed thunder.

Feng Fei bent down and put down the boy, took a deep breath and said, "Not bad." ”

The urn asked again:

"Why are you fighting?"

Feng Fei was stunned for a moment, just fight, what is there why not?

She thought for a moment and said, "I just want you to see the Immortal Family Method, so that you can understand that I am not lying." ”

The black shadow lowered his head, he was wrapped in a thousand catties of black armor, looking very bloated and huge, holding an unsheathed long knife in his left hand, and said in an urn voice: "So, you won me, is it proof?"

Feng Fei raised her eyebrows: "Isn't it?"

The black shadow suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with a terrifying luster, and the original sense of oppression suddenly increased several times, and if there was substance, it pressed towards Feng Fei.

The momentum is terrifying.

The martial artists who were practicing around them stopped their movements one after another.

Feng Fei only felt that she was in the lost jungle, being targeted by a fierce beast, and she was shocked in her heart, and she took a step back completely uncontrollably.

The black shadow chuckled and said, "I won't fight you." ”

"Why?"

"People who are truly power-seekers will avoid meaningless battles, and I don't see meaning in you. ”

There was a light laugh around the martial arts hall.

But the shadow looked to the other side.

A singular sensation formed on the field.

It seems that the world is big, and although the martial arts hall is big, there are only two people left.

The warrior in black armor and the three-year-old boy looked at each other quietly.

Wen Jiuweng said, "Little guy, hello." ”

A simple word.

made everyone's eyes look at the boy Feng Fei put down earlier.

He didn't move from beginning to end.

Under that terrifying momentum, he just stood in place with the bottle, and now he was in front and Feng Fei was behind, which had a great visual impact.

The boy said in a milky voice, "Hello, big man." ”

The momentum on Wen Jiu's body suddenly skyrocketed, and the sense of oppression rose several times, crushing towards the little boy.

He knows his own.

Even if the breath is restrained, ordinary children dare not approach themselves, if they inadvertently leak a little killing intent, the more courageous children may hold back until their faces are pale, and ordinary children will cry out in fright.

The cave is full of mystery.

It's not uncommon to cultivate a monster in twenty years.

This is also the original intention of the clear and shallow water.

The three-year-old boy narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was enjoying the terrifying momentum.

Even, if he was attracted, he took a step forward.

The three-year-old boy smiled and asked, "Big man, do you want to fight?" ”

Silent.

Feng Fei: ...

"Little fairy, come back!" she hurriedly ran forward and hurriedly hugged Xia Ji back.

After all, Xia Ji was a three-year-old child who had not exercised, and he was taken away as soon as he was hugged.

Wen Jiu: ...

"Wait!!"

Feng Fei turned her head, she knew that she would definitely not be able to beat this senior brother of the Tenglong Martial Arts Pavilion, but it was not that the little immortal was not good, it was not that the fairy was not good, but she was not good at learning, so she turned around and said with some shame: "What?

Wen Jiu said: "I want to say a few words to this child." ”

Xia Ji was hugged by the girl, and he was also speechless: "Let me down." ”

"That little fairy, you can't run around, otherwise the fairy will come back, and I... I really don't know what to say.

I know that the little immortals will be strong, but everyone will have the weakest period, right?

We need to get through this period safely. ”

Feng Fei didn't know how she could say such a thing, she was in a hurry.

The strange voice of yin and yang came from the crowd:

"Tut-tut, Afei, you should be honest, where have you been in the past two years?

Don't use words like going to Xianshan to deceive everyone.

You know, we've been in this town all the time, and we're not going anywhere.

Since you can get out, you can't keep this secret alone, right?"

Madame Zhen coaxed.

The people around also hurriedly said yes.

Feng Fei is an honest child, although she has gone to Xianshan and is a little arrogant, but she has never seen this kind of routine, and she doesn't know what to do.

The embarrassment was interrupted by the sound of a milky voice.

"Big guy, do you want to fight?"

The three-year-old boy who was held in his arms poked his head out of the girl's arms and looked at the figure of Black Armor in the distance.

He smiled and said, "I'll fight you." ”

Wen Jiu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, little guy, your heart is not small, I promised to fight you, but not now, I will wait for you for ten years, ten years later, if you can still have today's courage, come to me."

He even stood up.

The "karakala" of thousands of pounds of armor sounded, making people feel like a giant beast getting up.

He stood up, and a stronger sense of oppression swept over him, making him feel like he was drowning and couldn't breathe.

This feeling of suffocation especially enveloped Feng Fei and Xia Ji.

The former endured his legs and did not tremble, but his fingers were already subconsciously trembling, pressing the buttocks of the three-year-old boy back and forth.

Xia Ji patted Feng Fei, but the girl hugged him even tighter.

Xia Ji said: "I'm a little immortal, believe me." ”

These words were filled with a sense of non-empty resistance, Feng Fei put him down in a daze, and reacted that the three-year-old boy had already walked away.

Xia Ji said as he walked: "Ten years is too late, just now."

Don't fight for life and death, just compare knife skills. ”

Wen Jiu smiled: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Xia Ji was silent.

Wen Jiu suddenly shouted, "Take the grass knife!"

The loud cheers made the surrounding martial arts hall disciples shiver with fright, but the boy still walked forward lightly.

Wen Jiuda laughed and walked towards the child.

He kept looking at his little opponent, who never showed the slightest timidity under his pressure.

"Feng Fei said that you are a little immortal, Wen really doesn't believe it, but your courage is not small, hum. ”

The two of them stood in the center of the martial arts hall and stood still.

Soon, the martial arts hall disciple came out with two straw knives.

This is a knife woven from dried straw, and it is a skill, and as long as you don't use internal strength, it won't hurt anyone.

The two of them each held the straw knife.

Xia Ji bent down and put down the bottle and shouted, "Aunt Fei, make some milk." ”

Feng Fei was stunned when she saw it earlier, and when she heard the words, she ran up and said "mmmmmm" twice, holding the bottle...

Straw knife to grass knife.

Wen Jiu took a step forward.

Condescendingly, he slashed towards Xia Ji.

Split the green mountains!

And this knife hides its might, which is irresistible.

In terms of flexibility, it is even more obvious that the boy's movements can be seen first, and it is completely possible to come first.

Xia Ji looked up at this knife.

The confrontation pulled him into a familiar atmosphere.

He sighed softly, "That's good. ”

Then, taking a step forward, he raised his knife.

The body is hollow and staggered.

It's magic...

A flash of lightning.

Instant and frozen.

Freeze into a shocking and shocking scene.

Wen Jiu's knife missed.

The three-year-old boy's knife was held in the only slit in the armor on his chest.

In other words.

If this knife was real, Wen Jiu would have been killed by piercing his chest.

Wen Jiu lowered his head, and the boy looked up to see that the big brother known as the monster in this town was sweating profusely.

He couldn't believe it...

Xia Ji said gently: "Come again." ”

He stepped back, not swinging his hand, letting the blade dangle in the palm of his hand.

It's like the straw in its mouth, blowing in the wind.

Wen Jiu was much more dignified.

This time, he even posed the starting hand of the sword technique in the martial arts hall.

"Boy, this style is called afterimage, and the knife speed is very fast. ”

Although Feng Fei didn't dare to fight, she dared to shout: "Wen Jiu, you are shameless, you can't beat our little immortals, you have to use your strength!"

The real lady next to her also spoke, and she was obviously stupid.

Wen Jiu ignored the screaming woman, but looked at the boy in front of him and said, "I will stop this style, it won't hurt you, and I won't use my skills because you are a child." ”

As soon as he said this, the people next to him suddenly regained their confidence.

It turns out that the senior brother only used less than one percent of the skills, no wonder...

However, Xia Ji looked up at him and suddenly let out a childish laugh.

The laughter grew louder and louder.

He even covered his face with his pink left hand and looked up to the sky and smiled.

He smiled and spat out two words: "Hurt me?"

The voice suddenly brought a madness that the child did not have at all: "Come and hurt me!"

With that, he rushed forward.

The grass knife in Wen Jiu's hand was like electricity, cooperating with every part of his body, and secretly conforming to the heavens, the knife was still standing in place in front of the person's eyes, but in an instant, his person had already pulled out an afterimage with the knife, and the whole person leaned forward, like a blind hunting bear, and suddenly pounced.

The afterimage is hollowed out.

The two mismatched again.

The boy's blade was on his shoulder, and the tip of the knife was against Wen Jiu's neck.

He tilted his head, intoxicated.

Wen Jiu's whole body trembled.

Xia Jiwen encouraged: "Don't give up, come again." ”

The senior brother of the Dragon Teng Martial Arts Pavilion suddenly took a few steps back, took off his armor, and uncovered his protective gear.

Bang, clang.

The martial arts hall trembled a few times.

The originally huge body suddenly shrank a few times, and the bear-like elder brother also turned into a teenager.

Feng Fei began to shout again: "Senior brother, I really didn't expect you to be such a person, you have used a trick, and you can't beat our little immortals, and now you actually want to take off your armor! You bully a child!

She was yelling.

Beside him, whether it was the martial arts hall disciples, or the onlookers of the town residents, even the strange real lady did not speak.

For some reason, Madame Zhen only felt some pain in her face.

This time, Wen Jiu didn't say much.

He was beaten twice in a row by a kid in front of everyone.

This shame had completely overwhelmed his reason.

The so-called meaning is also meaningful when the power is evenly matched.

Right now...

He doesn't want meaning.

All he wanted was victory.

There was a drastic change in the nature of the mind.

A ruthless color flashed in his eyes, what meaning, what martial arts, all of them were thrown out of his mind.

Victory, that's the truth!

His whole body walked against the wind, and his body even completely blended into the surrounding environment.

It's instantaneous.

The knife in his hand hides a dark power, and he decides to slash the child with one slash and save his reputation.

The three-year-old boy felt it quietly, and even analyzed: "This is the level of the wind that passes through the Xuan Realm... But there doesn't seem to be a mystic method yet, so it's just a crude use of power?"

Wen Jiuren had not yet arrived, but the wind had already hit like cannonballs, and the wind made the tables and chairs in the martial arts hall move "soaring".

Feng Fei was stunned and quickly pounced, regardless of her strength.

"Wen Jiu, how can you use your strength?"

However, it was too late for her.

She had just come three feet away from the two of them when she was blown off balance by the aftermath of the wind and stumbled.

In shock, I couldn't help shouting: "Little Immortal!!"

The three-year-old boy did not move.

And the black shadow swooped down, and the grass knife burst out with great power, and it was slanted at the boy from the most vicious angle, and he didn't even spare his hand!!

The boy's head was lowered slightly, and his lips pulled up a hideous arc.

And then...

Wen Jiu's pupils contracted suddenly.

He saw a terrifying figure emerging from behind the boy.

The figure was too huge, just hidden in the vast light mist, and two mountain-like pupils were staring at him, making his soul freeze and his hands and feet cold.

Xia Ji laughed wildly in a childish voice, raised his hand and stabbed at will, and then didn't look at the person in front of him.

Boom!!

Wen Jiu was like abandoned garbage, knocked forward by inertia, his cheek slid far away against the ground, while his right arm was separated from his body and flew into the air with scarlet blood.

With a snap, the arm fell back to the ground.

The audience was silent, suspicious of a dream!