"Finally, it's powerless, heh, the show, it's just begun."

For the failure to use the slashing spirit to dissolve Wu Cun's fist shadow, the head was not surprised at all, but reassumed his posture, in fact, the previous attack was as if it was just a warm-up exercise, an appetizer before the meal, including sacrificing this slashing spirit, in fact, it was not to hurt Wu Cun, and at this time, his goal was achieved, that is, to force Wu Cun to use no power to fight against him.

"I'll tell you the truth, I use this power, but I'm afraid of it."

Who wouldn't be ruthless? Wu Cun was in a completely relaxed state at this time, the powerlessness of the movement had already flowed all over his body, after eating the blood of the dragon, this was the first time that he had used this power with such fanfare, the surface was calm, but in fact, his heart was already excited, and his belligerent soul was instantly stimulated, especially, this head was a quite qualified opponent.

"Very good, let me introduce myself, the sixth generation head of Fulongguan, Mingchen Daoist, please advise."

It is only now that the head of the company has officially introduced himself.

"Hmm...... I am, that ...... Wu Cun. ”

Seeing that the other party reported his home, Wu Cun also learned to prepare to introduce himself, but when the words came to his mouth, he found that he had no identity worth introducing at all, so he had to weakly report his name, and he seemed to lose a lot in momentum, however, everyone present knew his strength, but no one dared to underestimate him, especially the head who knew the truth, and was even more cautious, to say that the attack just now, the purpose was actually just a temptation, but Wu Cun had just begun to use powerlessness, as Mingchen Daoren himself said, the show had just begun.

Although it was very risky, for their own purposes, the Mingchen Dao people had to do it.

After introducing each other, Mingchen Daoren raised the wooden sword in front of his chest again, stretched out his left index finger and middle finger, pressed it on the sword, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing this action, the third senior brother of Yu Lingzi was stunned again, and even Wang Sheng changed his eyes to staring at Mingchen Daoren with slightly surprised eyes.

"This pose ......"

Anyone can guess that this is the starting style of the sword move, but the corners of Yu Lingzi's mouth trembled slightly, this move, their three senior brothers couldn't be clearer.

Liuyun slashed the moon, one of the few sword moves in the entire Fulongguan.

Fulongguan has developed to the present, the basic focus is spells, and the heads of the past dynasties have indeed carried forward the spells of the ancestor Qingxuan Zhenren, however, to this generation, in terms of spells, although the Mingchen Dao people are also skilled, but, compared to the gorgeous spells, he dares to be more interested in elegant swordsmanship, especially sitting in the position of the head, inheriting to the slashing spirit, and concentrating on practicing swordsmanship.

This trick is his self-created sword move, but this trick is rarely used by Mingchen Dao people, because although the name of this move is elegant, it is fierce and abnormal, and the move is fatal, Yu Lingzi is fortunate to see the master use it, so he completely gave up the idea of practicing swordsmanship.

This trick should have been used to deal with those who were heinous and had unforgivable crimes, but at this time, it was used against Wu Cun?

"I'm sorry."

Mingchen Daoist said, then his eyes opened, his right hand flipped over, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Wu Cun, let go, withdrew his left hand, slapped his palm on the hilt of the sword, and shot Wu Cun directly with a "whoosh" sound like an arrow off the string.

The speed of this blow was so fast that Wu Cun, who was only a few steps away, naturally couldn't dodge, so he simply pushed his right palm towards the tip of the flying sword, and his palm gathered powerless, ready to take this blow hard.

"Ding."

Before Wu Cun could stop his hand, he saw a flash of black shadow in front of him, and the slashing spirit actually moved a little parallel to Wu Cun's left, wiping his right thumb and flying forward again towards Wu Cun's front door.

It turned out that when the Mingchen Daoist flew out the slashing spirit, he did not stop, but the wind under his feet, and moved to Wu Cun's side in an instant with a strange step, holding the slashing sword hilt that had just been in contact with Wu Cun's palm, and after translating the slashing spirit to a position, he slapped the sword hilt with his palm again, and he also moved away by relying on his body.

Seeing that the sword was flying fast, it was too late to say that it was too fast, Wu Cun's right hand turned his palm into a claw and grabbed the slashing spirit, who knows, this time it was just a contact, but the slashing spirit quickly retracted back, and this grasp was naturally a failure.

Wu Cun, who was unwilling, saw the direction, clenched his fist homeopathically, and hit the backward slashing spirit, but he saw a black shadow flashing, and the slashing spirit took the hilt of the sword as the center of the circle, and the tip of the sword rotated ninety degrees clockwise, flying straight upward. Immediately afterwards, a pain came from his waist, and Wu Cun reflexively struck an elbow, but it still missed.

"Damn!"

Wu Cun couldn't help but curse secretly, the feeling of pain in his waist was not caused by the slashing spirit, but was hit by someone with a fist, and he reacted immediately, only to realize that he had just focused on this slashing spirit, and the Mingchen Daoist had turned into a black shadow.

Yes, Black Shadow, this is still because Wu Cun is strong and can perceive that in the eyes of other Fulongguan disciples, the figure of their head is already difficult to capture, but it feels like there will be a gust of wind passing by from time to time, or is it that the slashing spirit is attacking Wu Cun alone like a living thing.

The Mingchen Daoist is moving at a high speed all the time at this time, and the slashing spirit is controlled by his high-speed movement.

The slashing spirit rose to a certain height, suddenly turned the sword head, and fell down quickly, Wu Cun's left foot did not move, and his right leg was forced back to prepare to draw a half circle to dodge, who knows, in the process of turning his body, the inside of his left leg knee was suddenly kicked and generally involuntarily knelt forward.

"Flutter."

The sound of the sharp object entering the flesh, Wu Cun did not dodge it in the end, but fortunately, he moved a little, and the slashing spirit was directly stabbed on the left shoulder, but it was not fatal.

When the pain hit, Wu Cun roared, stood up in pain, clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually reddened.

Wu Cun was angry, he knew that this was not a competition, the head wanted his own life.

"Damn, what are you doing? Lao Wang, that girl, you don't really want to kill Wu Cun, do you? ”

It was indeed the posture of watching the drama before, but the situation seemed to have gradually deviated from the direction of development he expected, I thought that this boss wanted to have a good time, but these few times, it was fatal, and it was clear that he was already ruthless to kill, especially Wu Cun, who had fallen behind, and didn't even fight back at all.

"Wait."

Unexpectedly, Wang Sheng stretched out his hand to stop Sikong who was about to help Wu Cun.

"Hey, hey."

Over there, the slashing spirit had come out of Wu Cun's shoulder, and he attacked Wu Cun again in a different direction, and he was really puzzled, and looked at Wang Sheng angrily.

"Look at Wu Cun."

Wang Sheng ignored Sikong's anger, and just stretched out his hand and pointed at Wu Cun.

Sikong turned his head, and in his sight, Wu Cun, who had just roared angrily, was standing there, his expression had eased, and his hands that were clenched into fists were also a little relaxed, especially the slashing spirit who didn't care about the attack at all, slowly closed his eyes, and then, under the gaze of everyone, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and he actually laughed.

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