Need!

Finally washed out a superb physique!

Zhuang Bi was excited, and at the same time, his heart was dripping blood, in addition to giving Wang Fatzi and Xuan Ling one Washing Pill, he consumed eight of them, so he could wash out a superb physique, this system setting is too pitiful, right?

Physique: Ancient Divine Body.

Quality: Superb.

Origin: One of the ten ancient clans, the physique of the Yanhuang Emperor, has the ability to quickly recover from injuries without being damaged by King Kong, inviolable from poison, and at the same time, the strong body can shatter the space vertically and horizontally without being strangled.

Looks awesome!

Zhuang Bi grinned, with such a physique, he was still afraid of a bird?

Then he looked at Wang Fatzi and Xuan Ling, and saw that the two of them were still sitting cross-legged on the couch, both of them showing painful expressions, and at the same time, wisps of white qi rose up on them.

"It's still a good system, just finish the refinement. ”

Seeing them look like this, Zhuang Bi couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.

"Ding! The Nine Swords True Intent Technique has been successfully cultivated!"

At this time, the system sound rings in the ears.

Zhuang Bi was stunned, and immediately showed joy, and immediately opened the system to see.

Martial Arts: Nine Swords True Intent Technique.

Grade: Heaven-level upper grade.

Level: Beginners.

Skill: Sword Qi, the spiritual power that bursts out from the first sword of the Nine Swords, can cut everything.

"Ding, do you want to continue to cultivate the Nine Swords True Intent?"

"Go on. ”

"Ding! The martial arts exercise begins, and the duration is six hours. ”

It's kind of interesting!

Zhuang Bi squinted his eyes, a little excited in his heart, and some couldn't wait to try it, and saw that Wang Fatzi and Xuan Ling were still exercising, he simply didn't wait, so he walked out of the small dilapidated house and walked towards the martial arts arena of the slave courtyard.

On the way, Zhuang Bi also learned about the martial arts space, as long as he didn't stop, then the martial arts space would continue to practice a certain kind of exercise until he reached the peak of cultivation, and the time for martial arts at each stage would be doubled, obviously the higher the level, the longer the cultivation time.

Soon, Zhuang Bi came to the martial arts arena of the slave courtyard, the martial arts arena was very large, surrounded by all kinds of weapons, of course, these weapons are made of iron slag, basically just a comparison, far less than the real sense of the weapon, that is, the spiritual weapon is strong.

When Zhuang Bi came to the martial arts arena, he was immediately greeted with many awe-inspiring eyes, and the surrounding discussions couldn't help but start to sound.

"You see, he's the one who killed Lai Gouzi. In the martial arts arena, a slave disciple whispered to the people on the side.

"So it's him?"

The person next to him was a little surprised, but immediately said: "No, he is obviously the strength of the middle stage of the Wunu Realm, how can he kill Lai Gouzi who has the early stage of the Wunu Realm with one punch?"

"That's when you didn't see the scene in the morning, it's cruel. The disciple of the Nu Courtyard sighed.

The disciple next to him was slightly surprised, and said, "Isn't he afraid of retaliation? You must know that Lai Gouzi is Yang Zixiong's person." ”

"Who knows, it's not about ...... anyway"

The eyes of the disciples of the Nu Courtyard shrank suddenly, and before they finished speaking, they suddenly said, ", he's here." ”

Who?

The person next to him looked at it, and his eyes were shocked, and he said, "Yang Zixiong!"

At this moment, Zhuang Bi naturally didn't notice Yang Zixiong, but came to a weapon rack, and immediately picked a rusty broken sword, or the kind of missing blade, and this is already the best, and the others are not even as good as a mallet.

It's no wonder that the slave house is just a place established by the powerful for them to choose slaves, to put it bluntly, it is to raise pigs and dogs, it is good to have a place, what else can be given?

Take martial arts as an example, it is the most basic martial art, and in the eyes of those powerful people, it is the kung fu of a three-legged cat.

"Let's use it first. Zhuang Bi touched his nose and was a little speechless.

Although he has a heaven-level high-grade weapon in his ring, the strength used also requires the cultivation of the Martial Spirit Realm, of course, it can be used compulsorily, but the consequence is to hollow out the spiritual power in the body, at least he will collapse into a coma, and at worst, it is estimated that he should go to Hades to drink tea.

Scold!

Zhuang Bi used his spiritual power, holding his sword and sweeping at the ancient tree five meters away, and the next moment, an invisible sword qi emitted a sword sound of a weak mosquito, instantly leaving a sword mark ten centimeters deep on the ancient tree, but because of the slight use of spiritual power, but the effect made him very satisfied.

"If you use five layers of spiritual power, I'm afraid this ancient tree will be cut off. Zhuang Bixin said.

Just when Zhuang Bi was about to try his sword again, a killing intent suddenly struck from behind, and in an instant he subconsciously leaned to the side.

Sou!

A dark dart pierced the air, and I saw that the cold dark dart flew in front of Zhuang Bi's eyes almost close to his face, and in the next second, it instantly hit the ancient tree where Zhuang Bi left a sword mark before.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a bang, and I saw the ancient tree being blown to pieces.

"it!"

Zhuang Bi was secretly shocked, and said in his heart, what is this special mother?

Although he saw a hidden weapon similar to a dart, he didn't expect it to explode, and it was as powerful as a grenade.

"Damn, which fool dares to sneak up on Lao Tzu?"

Zhuang Bi immediately glared at the other party, and couldn't help but be stunned at the moment, because the person who attacked was none other than Yang Zixiong in his memory.

I saw Yang Zixiong, who looked like a son-in-law, leading more than a dozen slave disciples to surround Zhuang Bi menacingly, and said in a dark voice: "Boy, did you kill Lai Gouzi Yan Cong?"

Zhuang Bi looked at Yang Zixiong like an idiot, raised his eyebrows and said: "You are really selling cloth and salt, and you are more involved in salty (idle) affairs, does it have anything to do with you, a shell?"

"You're looking for death!"

Seeing that the other party was so arrogant, the anger in Yang Zixiong's heart was ignited.

You know, Lai Gouzi is his own person, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog, this kid obviously didn't put himself in his eyes at all, but he was also surprised, yesterday this kid was still unknown, how did he kill Lai Gouzi today as if he had changed people?

And none of this matters, the important thing is that the other party is still just a waste in the middle of the Wunu Realm.

Zhuang Bi shrugged his shoulders and said contemptuously: "There are many people who want me to die, how old are you?"

Mad!

Arrogant!

With a furious upgrade Martial God system, Lao Tzu is afraid of a ball!

Hearing this, Yang Zixiong could say that his face had turned pale, since he stepped into the slave courtyard, no one had dared to speak to himself like this, so he smiled gloomily and said, "Although I don't know what arrogant capital you have, but today, you will definitely not see the sun tomorrow." ”

After speaking, Yang Zixiong immediately sacrificed a silver dangling long sword, and a stream of spiritual power instantly injected into the sword body, bursting out with a slight sword sound.

This sword is good!

Zhuang Bi's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart that Lao Tzu was worried about the weapons that he didn't have at the moment, which was good, but someone sent it to the door.

"Fire Spirit Sword Technique!"

Yang Zixiong shouted angrily, and in an instant, the long sword suddenly emitted scarlet flames.

"Wait!"

Although he ignores it on the surface, Zhuang Bi still attaches importance to it in his heart, as the saying goes, he despises the enemy strategically, and attaches importance to the enemy tactically, after all, there is still a gap between him and Yang Zixiong's cultivation, and the other party's means seem to be quite a lot, and the dark dart just now is an example.

was suddenly shouted to stop, Yang Zixiong was also stunned, and said in his heart, could the other party be frightened by his own momentum?

"What? are you going to kneel and beg for mercy?" Yang Zixiong sneered.

But who knew that the next words made his face turn blue to freezing point.

I saw Zhuang Bi touch his nose, raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't get me wrong, your sword looks okay, in this way, the master will open up to you today, the sword will stay, and people will get out." ”