Chapter 168: The gourd arrives

This time, it was the person in charge of the law enforcement officer of the ghost city who personally made the judgment of victory or defeat!

It slowly landed in the ring and glanced at Fu Yang meaningfully.

I don't know what's going on in my mind.

The sharp long sword in Fu Yang's hand was against Wu Jian's heart, and he only felt refreshed and his thoughts were clear.

"The feeling of pretending to be in public and forcing is so fucking cool!"

He thought to himself.

As soon as the battle was over, the thing was out of shape. Fortunately, on the surface, he still maintained his seriousness and scolded Wu Jian loudly.

"You...... If you want to kill, you will kill. Why do you humiliate me so much? Laoshan disciples, don't be humiliated! Ahem......" Wu Jian finally glared at Fu Yang fiercely and said a word.

"Yo? So you kid can still talk. I thought I was too awesome and my spells were too strong to beat you dumb. ”

Fu Yang deliberately ridiculed and mocked, so angry that Wu Jian spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Despicable villain!"

"Thanks for the compliment. I've never said I'm a gentleman. In this world, only the little ones live happily. Don't understand, do you? To be honest, in my opinion, Laoshan is not a big deal. Isn't it just a broken mountain? Just an ordinary person can buy a ticket and go to visit......"

Wu Jian didn't bother to talk to him. Close your eyes and turn your head.

Just ask for one death!

Fu Yang turned the magic sword sideways and gently patted his face with the blade of the sword: "What are you talking about?" Damn, if you didn't want to snatch Lao Tzu's gourd, would you be able to fight like this? I've just been wearing new clothes for a week, and now I'm worse than a refugee from Ethiopia! ”

As he spoke, he grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, held it high above his head, and stabbed it hard at the head of the sword......

"Is it just dead? It's not bad to go to the Netherworld. Maybe you can even be a yin official. It's just that I have to live up to the high expectations of the master......"

Wu Jian looked at Fu Yang, who was holding the magic sword high, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

He was not afraid, but felt ashamed of his master's cultivation.

Call!!!

Clang.

The razor-sharp steel sword almost slashed against his cheek, and the tip of the sword plunged into the stone ring. Just cut off a few hairs, leaving a bleeding sword mark on his cheek......

"Coward! As for the core disciple of Laoshan, Nima scared you and cried. It's not a man! ”

Fu Yang inserted the magic sword into the ring ground next to Wu Jian's head, shook his head and turned around, ready to get off the stage to find Ah Huang and Xiong Ye.

Wu Jian waited for a long time, but he didn't notice the coming of death, and then he heard Fu Yang's words in his ears.

When I opened my eyes, I could only see his departing back. Although it is a little shaky, it looks tall and calm......

"He didn't kill me?"

Wu Jian looked at the magic sword inserted in the ring next to him, and his emotions were very complicated.

"Perhaps...... Am I really wrong? The master also said that I was too arrogant......"

At this moment, this proud Laoshan disciple, who has been smooth sailing since he was a child and lives in praise, finally truly reflected on himself for the first time!

Fu Yang stepped out of the ring step by step.

Ah Huang, Xiong Ye, and Feng Shu couldn't wait for a long time, and hurriedly rushed towards him.

"Small! Awesome! I knew you were going to blow up, and I raised my eyebrows! ”

Ah Huang exaggerated his arms and wanted to hug him.

"Uh...... I'm pretty awesome. But my hanging is good, it won't explode. "This thing still has the strength to joke, which shows that the injury is indeed not very serious.

The round bear master jumped up and punched Fu Yang's knee, snorting angrily.

"You kid just let him go? a chicken, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you ......"

"Master Xiong, you bastard! It hurt Lao Tzu's knees so much. ”

Fu Yang complained, pinched Master Xiong's belly, and showed a sly smile: "I don't plan to kill him, after all, this thing is a disciple of Laoshan, and it is in full view of everyone, and there will be endless troubles after killing him." But capital crimes can be avoided, living crimes are inescapable, Master Xiong, aren't you the best at living crimes......"

The fat cat was stunned for a moment, and then there was a glint of ecstasy in his eyes!

"I'm grass! Fu boy, you are really black-bellied, but you like it. Go too! ”

After saying that, the goods took Feng Shu and rushed towards the ring......

At this time, Wu Jian had already eased up a little.

After swallowing a special "Qi Returning Pill" from Laoshan, he was able to sit cross-legged and adjust his injuries through Taoist breathing.

In just one more hour, he would be able to recover thirty percent of his mana. At that time, I left the ghost city and went back to the luxury hotel suite in the city to rest.

Suddenly, a voice sounded nearby......

"Yes, Chek! Ten pounds of catfish to a set! Oh no, there's no catfish like Lord's favorite food and weapon...... I'm really sorry. ”

Wu Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a slightly chubby ghost soldier walking behind a black and white panda and walking towards him together.

Wrong! This is not a panda, this is the pet cat demon who fought with himself just now!

A strong uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart, and he hurriedly spoke: "You...... What do you want?! Your master has already said that he has settled with me and will not pursue it again. ”

Master Xiong exploded in one fell swoop!

"Grass mud horse! Lao Tzu is Fu Xiaozi's mentor, do you know the mentor? Woolen pet! ”

It was thunderous, and its two short furry legs bounced off itself, and the flesh on its stomach shook and shook. You can see through the thick cat hair.

"Fu Xiaozi said that he will let you go, but if he doesn't kill you, he can't control Master Xiong and me! Laoshan boy, do you know that you are in trouble! ”

Wu Jian frowned: "What do you want?" ”

A little evil flashed in Master Xiong's eyes, he beckoned, and Feng Shu, who had been in the wasteland in the distance just now and didn't know what to do, floated over. Still holding something carefully......

"Xiao Wuzi, there are no catfish in this wilderness. So how about we change the cactus? ”

Feng Shu floated close and put a wild cactus the thickness of a baby's arm next to Master Xiong, and the clusters of spikes on it were very scary!

Immortal...... Cactus?!

Wu Jian finally understood it completely, and the sweat on his forehead came out as soon as he brushed it.

He didn't even care about meditating to heal his wounds, and desperately covered his buttocks with his hands, trying to escape.

However, he is weaker than ordinary people now, and he can't escape at all.

I could only cry out in extreme horror: "No! I don't want to. You bastard, you can't do this to me...... No, not cacti! Yes! Yes! Ah......h

"Hey, hey, hey...... If you say don't want it, don't want it, then my bear master is not very faceless? ”

And then evil things began to happen......

But no one pays attention to it anymore.

In the hearts of people in the supernatural circle, the loser of the life-and-death battle in the ghost market will lose everything - including life and soul!

Now that Wu Jian can save his life, it is already great luck, and it is the kindness of that folk cultivator. If something else happens, no one cares......

On the other hand, Fu Yangzheng was talking with Ah Huang, and under the supervision of the boss of the ghost market enforcer, he took Huang Chengcheng's gourd from the unwilling stall owner.

This peculiar gourd, this "ethereal artifact" that everyone considered to be a chicken-ribbed useless "ethereal weapon", was finally obtained by Fu Yang!

He sighed in his heart: "It's really hard for this thing!" ”

As soon as Fu Yang's hand touched the gourd, he immediately had a feeling of blood connection!

The power of the ghost path in his body seemed to leap with joy, flowing out of his heart on its own, pouring into the gourd in his hand. After circling in it for a while, it returns to the heart...... (2nd Update)