Chapter 172: Invisible (5)

Li Yufeng is not so good-looking, seeing that his killing moves were revealed, Junlang's face flashed ruthlessly, the big sword had already been injected with the strength of the whole body and the perception of the sword, and for a while, the sword formation on both sides was separated, blocking the thin sword that was cut down, and the pace trembled, but the sword array besieged and broke through Yu Xiuxuan's aura like a storm.

Of course, Li Yufeng will not let go of such an opportunity, and the force under his feet is like a deer crossing a cliff, and he flies up with a kick, kicking Yu Xiu, who is panicked, off the stage. The gathering was proud of many warriors in the audience, thinking that it was the last battle, and they had to fight, and the martial artists of the third battle were vying for the stage. After several rounds of battles against the powerhouses of the Heavenly Xuan Realm, Li Yufeng spent a lot of strength and also won the victory.

Then he walked over with a miserable face, the sweat had already soaked his body, and complained, "You guys are good, most of them are not dared to fight, and Lao Tzu fought ten battles alive." ”

"It's a lot of good things. Yan Wudrunk smiled kindly. At the same time, Li Canglan also picked up several outstanding disciples of big forces and won a place. This time, all five members of the Li family entered the Battle of the Leaping Dragon, and the Great Elder who was sitting was full of smiles, and even the Third Elder was a little complacent, boasting to the other sects next to him.

But the next battle was even more exciting, the nine major battle platforms have all decided the winner, the combat power is monstrous, not to be underestimated; even Shu Qi and Ning Jiheng, who are known as the most promising to win the first place this time, are faintly solemn between their eyebrows. On the contrary, it is a hundred miles of cloud dragon, and Xuanyuan Tianyu is extremely bland.

The eighteen major forces all have disciples who have been promoted, on the other hand, only the second-class sect Battle Tiger Sect rushed out of a dark horse, and when he fought, he turned into a colorful giant tiger to fight, defeating Zhou Tianyi, the holy son of the True Virtuous Palace, presumably to obtain the inheritance of the War Tiger and soar into the sky.

After Qu Mingkong obtained the inheritance in the Xuanyin Ancient Tomb, the body of the acquired earth spirit made him increase his strength by a hundred times with each shot, and it was supplemented by a steady stream of earth power, like a battle maniac, picking ten Tianxuan departure powerhouses in a row.

"Yan Wudrunk, sooner or later there will be a battle between you and me. Qu Mingkong sat in the back row, and saw Yan Wudrunk, who was surrounded by everyone in front of him, as stubborn as when he followed his own steps and stepped on the steps of Tongtian, and the iron-blooded will asked himself, he couldn't reach it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first round of battles has all been decided, congratulations to the thirty-six Tianjiao for their promotion, tomorrow at noon, Chaotianmen will become your battlefield!"

Emperor Wu Yan and the two super power warriors on that field had already quietly withdrawn. Perhaps those who observe the subtleties can find that Emperor Wu Yan's body is not as good as before, and there is a trace of black gas between his eyebrows, but it is subtle and difficult to distinguish.

Millions of people at Chaotianmen retreated like a tide under the evacuation of the forbidden army such as the Cambrian Order, and as the night approached, the sky seemed to be cold again. The night slowly takes over the light, and everywhere begins to be filled with beautiful sounds, or the noise that cannot be concealed in the dim lights.

Because he was prescribed by the elders not to go out of Midtown, Yan Wudrunk had to cultivate boringly in the room, and realized what he had gained today, Chen Xuanli's attack with a lot of subtlety made him feel something. The martial artists of the Holy Martial List are really dragons and phoenixes among people, and they are difficult to deal with.

The reason why he made rapid progress a few days ago was that he practiced the killing two styles one after another overnight, thanks to his own comprehension, if he wants to make another breakthrough in the short term, unless there is any adventure.

Now he can only rely on the Killing Knife, the three shots of the Broken Soul Golden Gun and the Broken Emperor Finger to deal with the next game, and the Broken Soul Golden Gun is such a heavy treasure, it must not be used under the attention of the public, otherwise it will attract the attention of the strong who is difficult to match, and it will be very bad at that time. The last time I fought with the disciples of the Heaven Splitting Sect such as Split Feiyang, the reason why I sacrificed the Soul Breaking Golden Spear was because I moved the heart of extinguishing my mouth.

So he thought about finding a spiritual weapon pavilion and buying a spear again to relieve his urgent need, and was about to ask Li Zhongfu and a few others which spiritual weapon pavilions in this city had heavy guns for sale.

"Forget it, I still don't bother them. "After thinking about it, I felt that it was better to go alone, after all, there will be a battle tomorrow, and it is not good to disturb them to recover.

With the advice of the shopkeeper of the Providence Building, Yan Wudrunk went out of the Providence Building to the middle city to wander, prosperous and beautiful, everywhere there are figures coming and going, all the way is brightly lit, the high and low lights have their own wonderful colors, and the sky began to fall snow again, adding a touch of warmth to Wuyang.

After walking hundreds of steps, he never found a spirit pavilion with a king-level spirit spear, and looked at a thin young man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes walking in front of him, about sixteen or seventeen years old, looking left and right, and with a move of his skillful hand, the jade pendant on the waist of the rich boy who passed by him disappeared.

The corners of Yan Wudrunk's mouth raised slightly, and when he saw that he was about to make a move again, he stepped forward and grabbed his hand: "Brother Tai, may I ask which Spirit Weapon Pavilion is the most famous around here?"

The rather playful voice startled the thin martial artist, and then he wanted to shake Yan Wudrunk's hand away and secretly inject a little yuan power, but Yan Wudrunk still didn't move, looking at him with a smile on his face.

The thin warrior secretly shouted that it was not good, and when he met a ruthless character, his dark face was extremely embarrassed, and he begged bitterly, "Uncle, you spare me, this is the first time for me." ”

"I'm just asking you how famous the Spirit Weapon Pavilion is there lately. Looking at Yan Wudrunk's unfazed smiling face, the martial artist felt a chill. Yan Wudrunk didn't want to expose him, and slowly let go of his hand: "Everyone has their own way of living, but there must be a bottom line, and I hope you have it too." ”

"I have, I have. The thin warrior nodded hurriedly, looking flustered, and did not dare to run away, and then replied: "Go to the left in front of Baizhang, cross a street, and then go two hundred steps north, and there is the largest spiritual weapon in the middle city, which was opened by the Qian family. ”

"Forget it, can you show me the way. Yan Wudrunk felt that it was a little troublesome, and the method of stealing this thin martial artist was a little weird, if it wasn't for his keen perception, he might not be able to find out.

The martial artist was suddenly stunned, thinking about the terrifying power that Yan Wudrunk had secretly transmitted, nodded in agreement, and led Yan Wudrunk to the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion.

Seeing that Yan Wudrunk didn't look like a fierce person, but his face was kind, and he spoke tentatively: "Big brother, you are not from Wuyang, you listen to the accent is a bit like a southern accent, I think you are a genius who participated in the ceremony of ten thousand sects?"

Yan Wudrunk bowed slightly, he never thought that the thin martial artist still had such insight, and he was bored and preached: "People from Leizhou, I see that you are young, and you have the cultivation of the middle level of the Tianmai Realm, and you can be regarded as having extraordinary qualifications, how can you be reduced to doing some chicken and dog thieves on this street?"

"Life is forced. The thin warrior replied helplessly.

"You're not telling the truth. ”

The martial artist was stunned, glanced at Yan Wudrunk deeply, and smiled sadly: "I was originally a disciple of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, and I provoked the powerful and was designed to be eliminated from the academy, and I only lived on the streets of Wuyang." ”

Yan Wudrunk was interested: "Why don't you leave?" ”

"I heard that they have already laid out their eyes, if they leave Wuyang City, they will inevitably be violent corpses in the wilderness, at least in the city, they don't dare to be blatant. The warrior said bitterly, and felt that it was a bit unreasonable to talk too much to a stranger.

"What's your name?"

"The rain fell and the wind frightened. ”

(End of chapter)