Wang Lao Wu watched from the side, his eyes were full of inexplicable feelings, in addition to the killing intent of the needle-to-wheat mang, the actions of these two people in front of him couldn't tell whether they were fighting to the death or fighting each other, he felt that these two people seemed to be performing a funny drama in front of him, what happened just now? When did his friend, who was famous for his swordsmanship, actually retreat under a sword that even he, a layman, looked extremely disdainful!

Sometimes it is true that the so-called bystanders are obsessed with the authorities, but there is also a saying that you can never feel the mystery unless you are there.

"Has the little boy's swordsmanship reached the point of returning to the basics?"

The sword stood namelessly holding the sword, thinking of the feeling before, it seemed to be inexplicably similar to the high realm of that kind of swordsmanship, and he couldn't help but ask with blazing eyes at the moment.

No matter what the move, even if it is a fist, there is only one purpose in the fight, that is, to hit the opponent, and the changes in this process have also become the so-called moves, only when the moves have reached an extreme control, can there be countless changes in the most ordinary moves, no matter what kind of response the opponent makes, you can't get rid of the fact of being hit.

Just now, what Jian Wuming felt was that he took the initiative to get up, and he couldn't explain this strange feeling in his heart, all he could think of was that extremely profound realm.

"Back to basics?"

Hao Jianqiang blinked, blinked by Jian Wuming's sudden words, if he could know what Jian Wuming was thinking at this moment, then he would definitely be unable to help but rush to the street on the spot, you must know that he can't really do a little swordsmanship.

"I lost this fight!"

Jian Wuming sighed, and the long sword in his hand hovered for a week in an instant, and disappeared, just looking at Hao Jianqiang's gaze became a little fanatical.

"This—"

Hao Jianqiang's eyes widened, for this kind of obvious inexplicable ending, he could only shake his god and regain his appearance, looking at Jian Nameless with a wry smile, and said, "Nameless son, I'm afraid it's a misunderstanding, but I've never learned any swordsmanship!" ”

"This can't be—"

Jian Nameless seemed to be a cat whose tail had been stepped on all of a sudden, staring at Hao Jianqiang with excitement, and explained for Hao Jianqiang, "Isn't the little boy not believing it?" Rest assured, today's matter is to swear by the sword, and it will never reveal the true strength of the little boy! ”

"I can also promise that I will never divulge what I saw today!"

Seeing that the sword was nameless like this, Wang Lao Wu also hurriedly reassured, although he was still in full doubt, how could a sword that looked so ordinary that even he, a layman, look down on, become a sword that returned to simplicity in the mouth of Jian Wuming?

"I'm afraid you've misunderstood!"

Hao Jianqiang smiled bitterly, he didn't want to wear such a hat that looked like a master, he thought about it and gritted his teeth, this kind of identity can certainly allow him to maintain a high status in the eyes of these two people, but if it is exposed one day, it will be an insult to these two people.

"This is a trace of my god's strange ability, if you don't believe it, you can feel it again!"

Hao Jianqiang gritted his teeth, and took advantage of this opportunity to give these two people a sense of honesty and honesty, fortunately, he had just understood a trace of pity between the Divine Fist of the Son of Heaven and the power of the emperor, otherwise he would not have been able to explain it directly.

Bang -

Hao Jianqiang suddenly took a step forward and waved his fist lightly with a hint of the emperor's position.

"Huh-"

The two people who were shrouded by Hao Jianqiang's fist screamed in unison, feeling that there was a feeling as if they were going to take the initiative to meet Hao Jianqiang's fist, at this time, thinking of Hao Jianqiang's previous explanation, all of a sudden the two of them knew in their hearts, it turned out that it was not a move to return to simplicity and change, but a strange feeling in their hearts that they took the initiative to bear.

"You two get it?"

Hao Jianqiang's fist disappeared immediately halfway, and he looked at Wang Lao Wu and Jian Wuming with a calm smile.

"I see!"

Jian Nameless's face obviously revealed a strong look of disappointment, it turned out that it was his wishful thinking.

"Little boy, this god is extremely special, we really haven't heard of it!"

Wang Lao Wu's eyes flashed, and he keenly captured the most critical question, but this kind of question involved the other party's biggest secret, Wang Lao Wu only sighed and did not show the posture of asking, but what he thought in his heart Hao Jianqiang is unknown, but Hao Jianqiang believes that even if they turn over the whole earth, they may not be able to find out.

"Hehe, there are no shortage of hidden places in this world, is there?"

Hao Jianqiang smiled mysteriously, he had already made an excuse for himself, and not all abilities in this world could find information.

"Hahaha, the little boy has such strength, but it is of great benefit to us to participate in the Blood Saint Battle!"

Wang Lao Wu laughed, his face could not hide a look of surprise, anyway, this is also the helper alliance that his father is looking for, but he doesn't know that the original intention of the Grand Duke of Diamond is not like this, but he wants him to have a good relationship with Hao Jianqiang, so that he can save a small life under Hao Jianqiang's acceptance when the time comes.

"Hehehe-"

Hao Jianqiang smiled lightly, he had guessed the true intentions of some of the Grand Duke of Diamonds, and there was no need for him to deny Wang Laowu's words, even if he thought so, it was nothing, and his current identity should not appear at that time.

"Okay, I'm here this time to attend the Laojun Pavilion assembly in the evening!"

Wang Lao Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he tell Jian Wuming the purpose of this time.

"The fifth prince means that I will be with the little son?"

Jian Wuming's face showed a look of understanding, and he still had some understanding of the geniuses gathered in the Laojun Pavilion.

"Yes, the little boy is just a newcomer after all, and the temptations between you telekinesists are often accompanied by danger, so when the time comes, please ask the unknown brother to take care of the little boy!"

Wang Lao Wu nodded and said.

"Hehehe, don't worry, I don't know the little boy either, not to mention that with the strange strength of the little boy, I am afraid that I can easily deal with it without me by my side!"

Jian Wuming smiled lightly, after a misunderstanding just now, it made him feel that he accepted Hao Jianqiang in his heart, just as Hao Jianqiang thought, if Hao Jianqiang didn't explain at that time, then Jian Wuming himself would definitely saddle Hao Jianqiang before and after, it was Hao Jianqiang's calm behavior that allowed him to avoid an embarrassing experience.

"The nameless son is too exalted to me, I still have self-knowledge, and my strength can't be on the table!"

Hao Jianqiang smiled bitterly, how did he feel that if he went to Laojun Pavilion tonight, it would be like facing a group of evil wolves with bad intentions.

He naturally didn't know that the people who participated in the Laojun Pavilion meeting were all recognized by each other, and if there were strangers who wanted to join it at this time, even if someone introduced them, they would inevitably have to bear the test of acknowledging their identities, which was why Wang Lao Wu wanted to let Hao Jianqiang and Jian Wuming have a good relationship first.

"Hehe, we have all seen the strength of the little boy with our own eyes, everyone is their own person, so there is no need to hide, there is still a period of time in the violent evening, why don't we have a few drinks first?"

Wang Lao Wu smiled lightly, naturally thinking that Hao Jianqiang was still modest and polite, and exchanged a color with Jian Wuming, Jian Wuming also smiled lightly, in the courtyard where they had just drunk tea, but this time the original fragrant tea became mellow wine.

"If it's blood—"

Hao Jianqiang smiled bitterly in his heart, he naturally knew that his idea was somewhat unrealistic, but it was difficult to be warm, since he wanted to use this identity to touch the details of those geniuses sent by the alliance, he could only endure it first.

However, Hao Jianqiang is not without benefits like this, at least his physique makes him not drunk until nightfall, Jian Wuming and Wang Lao Wu are both a little drunk, but Hao Jianqiang is still the same as a person who has nothing to do, but his face is somewhat ugly, and anyone who drinks extremely unpleasant things for several hours in a row may not be able to look any better.