Holding the [Vientiane Demon Slayer], Wang Bao was full of confidence, and he stopped searching, and ran outside.

Several outer disciples on the side twitched even more on their faces.

"Holding a waste martial art, like a treasure, is this guy a joke?"

"Seeing that he actually knew Senior Sister Yunxi, he thought he was a master, I was so disappointed!"

"I want to know now, what kind of expression does the martial old man have when he sees this guy wanting to cultivate this waste martial art!"

A group of goods was suddenly stunned.

Then he threw down the martial arts in his hand and happily ran towards the gate of the martial arts pavilion.

At this time, at the entrance of the martial arts pavilion.

There is already a queue.

They all chose their martial arts and were ready to leave.

Wu Lao's face was lazy, and he unsealed the martial arts one by one, and sometimes he would mention it, his personality was like this, and he was also deeply respected by the disciples of the sect.

Wang Bao lined up and waited for him.

And Yunxi is also leaving at this time, and as a goddess, some of the senior brothers in line are very humble, and they are all ready to leave now.

However, after seeing Wang Bao, Yunxi hesitated for a moment and did not leave immediately, she noticed the martial arts in Wang Bao's hands, which were still the waste martial arts.

Yunxi knew that when she waited for the martial arts, she would definitely be angry and would definitely ask, and she actually wanted to know why Wang Bao was so obsessed with a scrapped martial art!

Waited, no conference.

It's Wang Bao's turn.

Wang Bao handed the martial arts to Wu Lao.

Although there is no seal for martial arts, the process that should be taken still has to be taken.

When Wu Lao saw Wang Bao, the smile on his face was closed, and he stared at Wang Bao, then he lowered his head and looked at the martial arts in front of him.

Took a look.

Wu Lao almost turned his back on his back angrily!

All right!

You're a non-thing.

It's just that you're greedy, it's just that you're not motivated, you're getting worse now, you take a scrap martial art, you come to me, what do you want to do?

Honest angry with me, aren't you?

Behind.

The few outer disciples who came out of the Martial Arts Pavilion saw this scene, and they were all dark music.

Sure enough, Wu Lao was angry, and this kid was unlucky!

Maybe he will be beaten by Wu Lao.

It's so cool to see others unlucky!

"Smack!"

Slam the table with your palm.

Wu Lao hated that iron could not be made of steel, and looked at Wang Bao with a blank face, and shouted, "You kid is so unmotivated? This waste martial art doesn't even have a seal, you can see it, what are you doing with it?"

"I want to cultivate!"

Wang Baocheng is sincere.

Wu Laoqi's beard began to float, and he pointed at Wang Bao, and his mouth began to tremble.

Do you want to cultivate?

You cultivate a yarn!

This is a waste martial art, can you still cultivate a flower?

"Re-election!"

Wu Lao slammed the table again!

on the edge.

Several young men dressed in inner door costumes looked at Wang Bao with sarcasm on their faces, and one of them suddenly said, "Boy, don't know what to do!

Wang Bao glanced at the young man, and then said to the martial artist honestly, "Senior, this is not a waste martial art!"

Wu Lao's face was gloomy, "There is no mental formula, only a spear shape, how do you cultivate? Once you use the true yuan indiscriminately, when the time comes, you will go mad, and you don't know how to die!"

Wang Bao was in good spirits.

In an instant, I saw the opportunity to pretend to be forced.

His brows furrowed, Wang Bao pretended to be puzzled and said, "Who said that there is no mental formula? I can even see the true yuan running route of this marksmanship, can't you see it, senior?"

Wu Lao's eyes widened.

He was a little confused.

"What do you say?

Wu Lao looked at Wang Bao with dead eyes, as if he could see the depths of Wang Bao's soul.

Wang Bao was shocked, only to feel an overwhelming pressure, which instantly fell on him, and he was immediately envious.

This martial old man didn't make any other moves, just a look, with this terrifying might, I really don't know how strong it is.

He took a sharp breath.

Wang Bao's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "I said, I can see this mental mantra for shooting!"

There was a moment of silence.

Half ringing.

Wu Lao Cai frowned tightly, and looked at the [Vientiane Demon Slayer] decision again in disbelief, but when he looked left and right, he couldn't see anything.

"Good boy, if you say you can see it, then tell me about it! I warn you, if you dare to bluff me, I will beat you to death!"

Wu Lao tried to calm himself down.

Wang Bao also did not hide that the Purple Cloud Sect was a famous and authentic sect, and the higher the value he showed, the more he would naturally be valued.

After spitting out all the mental formulas refined by the system and even the true element running route of each move.

Only then did Wang Bao notice that the group of disciples around him were all dazed, and some even touched their ears.

"It must be this senior who has banned the voice!" Wang Bao couldn't help but think.

And the martial old at this moment.

It's frozen.

If Wang Bao said nonsense, with his cultivation in the Purple Mansion Realm, he would be able to detect it instantly.

But.

He was horrified to find that Wang Bao was not talking nonsense, the mental formula was extremely mysterious, and even he instinctively felt that the grade was not low!

Coupled with the mysterious and complex true element running route.

Wu Lao showed a look of horror on his face, looked at Wang Bao in disbelief, and saw that there was a time for three breaths, and then he gasped and stood up suddenly.

Walked quickly to the outside of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

When Wang Bao saw it, he hurriedly chased him out, where could the others endure it, and walked out in great wonder.

Yunxi's beautiful eyes flickered blankly, and fell on Wang Bao, and found that this guy was smiling, looking like a bamboo in his chest, and his heart was unnaturally shocked and thought, isn't this guy blowing? What he said is true?

But is this possible?

Outside.

Wu Lao took the [Vientiane Demon Slayer] decision, and after watching it for a long time, the expression on his face suddenly became excited, and it was the kind that became more and more excited.

It's been a long time.

Wu Lao raised his head at this time, and then walked quickly to the side, broke off a branch from the big tree next to him, and held it in his hand.

Looking ahead, Wu Lao suddenly let out a low shout, his body was like electricity, his steps were like a dragon, the branches in his hands waved, and in an instant, a majestic and endless power of true yuan exploded towards the surroundings!

Many people are shocked and keep retreating, and they can't open their eyes.

And after Wu Lao's body was stunned, the branch in his hand was suddenly raised, and it stabbed!

In an instant, a visible spiritual light, like a flying dragon attacking, let out a roar and roar, as if with the momentum of splitting mountains and breaking mountains, burst out!

Boom Boom!

A few feet in front of Wu Lao, it was a mountain wall.

However, at this moment, a huge hole exploded out of the mountain wall, and it was even deeper I don't know how much, countless spider web-like cracks climbed over most of the mountain wall, and it didn't take long to hear only the sound of creaking cracks.

Most of the mountain wall has fallen off!

Everybody is dumbfounded.

The horror of this blow, they couldn't guess, they only knew that the rumors were really true, Wu Lao was really one of the old monsters of the sect!

And Wu Lao.

It was a sudden burst of laughter.

The laughter was hearty, the laughter was a little infiltrating, and the laughter made many disciples confused.

Wu Lao had to laugh.

He was actually very excited.

Because, he just used the power of about the early stage of the foundation building period, but the moment he made the shot, he clearly felt that the power of this blow was not inferior to the late stage of foundation building!

This is the charm of high-level martial arts!

"Ground level! Definitely ground level! My God, a local-level martial art, was actually treated as a waste martial art, and thrown on the foot of the martial arts pavilion, I really want to smoke myself to death..."

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