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Walking on the long street, Wu Feng rubbed his nose, and since he was separated from that Zhu Ling, he didn't know how many times he sneezed. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com] pen '¥' ' ' ' '

Touching his head suspiciously, is it really a cold?

Just thinking about this, I saw a middle-aged Confucian fir walking towards him in front of the long street.

This is exactly the person he saw in front of the city, Wu Feng didn't shy away from anything, after all, Mu Wu had seen it, was he still afraid of the rest of the Mu family, and he wanted to go to the tower in front of him to find the person who was traveling with him, but unexpectedly, the middle-aged Rushan walked in front of him and said, "Wu Feng Xiaoyou, please go with Mu." ”

Wu Feng was not surprised that the Mu family knew his name, but he was a little puzzled, Mu family, what are you looking for him?

As if seeing Wu Feng's doubts, the middle-aged Confucian smiled and said, "The patriarch is invited." ”

"Patriarch? What is Mu Jiahua looking for me for? Wu Feng was puzzled in his heart, he had already seen that this Confucian Shan middle-aged man had already made a gesture of invitation, frowning slightly, following behind this Confucian Shan middle-aged, he was not afraid of any conspiracy and calculation, if the Mu family wanted him Wu Feng to die, there was no need to be so twisted and turned, after all, he Wu Feng was in front of the Mu family, just like an ant, even if he practiced magic skills, he was only an ant with a slightly bigger head at best.

Following behind the middle-aged man and walking towards the city gate, Wu Feng thought about it, this matter may be related to the mysterious Zhu Ling.

"Zhu Ling, who are you!" Thinking of this, I unconsciously entered the urn city, and saw the attractive and charming uncle Mu Jianhua standing with his hands in his hands, with a few rectangular wooden strips beside him, as if he had been waiting here for a long time.

"Patriarch, the people have been brought!" Rushan walked behind Mu Jianhua in middle age and bowed respectfully.

Mu Jianhua turned around and returned the salute, "Well, thank you, you go down first, by the way, don't let anyone get close to Wengcheng." ”

"Yes!"

When Rushan turned around and left, he glanced at Wu Feng suspiciously, I don't know what this kid has to ask their patriarch to summon him alone, but he also understands that there are some things he doesn't know, he is puzzled, and Wu Feng looks at Mu Jianhua even more suspiciously.

What is this Mu Jianhua going to do, not to mention finding this secluded place, but also to separate his own family.

Looking at this Mu Jianhua up and down, I have to say that this Mu Jianhua is very handsome, more handsome than a star, age, only makes his eyes full of wisdom, wind and frost, only makes him more charming, especially the extraordinary unique temperament, so that he is the focus of everyone no matter where he is, take a deep breath, open his mouth and say to Mu Jianhua with questions: "I don't know what advice Patriarch Mu has for summoning the kid?" ”

Wu Feng was looking at Mu Jianhua a lot, Mu Jianhua was also observing Wu Feng, his pale face, like a vampire who hadn't eaten for a hundred years, his ordinary appearance could only be regarded as having good facial features, only a pair of eyes, calm and confident, and firm, but also with that faint evil heart, such eyes, Mu Jianhua had seen before, it was the eyes of a strong man crawling out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain. Pen's '¥''''

At this moment, seeing that Wu Feng was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he Mu Jianhua was not a congenital martial artist, nor was he the head of the Mu family, but just an ordinary uncle, this made Mu Jianhua secretly affirm, calm, calm, and cautious, these are necessary, and even more necessary is strength.

"What kind of blade are you used to?"

Listening to Mu Jianhua's headless question, Wu Feng was even more puzzled, but he still said truthfully: "Knife, Tang knife!" ”

"Good!"

As soon as Mu Jianhua said, he kicked up the rectangular wooden strip at his feet with a lift of his toes, grabbed it in his hand, and wiped it along the wooden strip, and suddenly the sawdust splashed, and a pair of white palms sharpened the wooden strip into a wooden knife like a planer.

Wu Feng admired and maliciously thought that this Mu Jianhua would be condescending not to be a carpenter.

"Next!"

Seeing Mu Jianhua throw the wooden knife over, when he caught the wooden knife, he only felt a slight sinking, this wooden knife was actually heavier than the Tang knife, but he was even more amazed by Mu Jianhua's skill in his heart, and he didn't use his innate qi to make this hard and heavy wood into a wooden knife.

I was still surprised just now, but suddenly, I suddenly felt a huge coercion coming, and when I raised my eyes, Mu Jianhua already had an extra wooden gun in his hand.

Just holding a wooden spear, Mu Jianhua's momentum changed, under the pressure of this momentum, Wu Feng seemed to see an invincible general who swept the world, and he was just a nobody under the horse's hooves!

Frightened, does Mu Jianhua want to fight?

Mu Jianhua held a wooden gun in his hand, his eyes staring at Wu Feng, "Life and death, depending on your strength!" ”

As soon as Mu Jianhua's voice fell, his eyes were sharp, he took a step, and shot at Wu Feng with a bland shot.

Suddenly, Wu Feng was like falling into an ice cellar, his whole body was cold, this shot did not use any moves, but it blocked all retreats.

Avoid, avoid is unavoidable, the breath is completely locked by Mu Jianhua, no matter how good the light technique is, he can avoid this bland shot.

Die?

"No, don't talk about the innate martial artist, even if the Xuantian martial artist comes, I have to live, since you want to fight, then fight!" The violent internal force of the sealed gate poured into all meridians like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and with a flick of the wooden knife in his hand, the blood and qi swept away like a wave.

"A blow to the back!"

Step, swing the knife, and meet this Mu Jianhua's bland shot.

"Smack!"

The wooden knife hit the tip of the wooden spear with tumbling blood, and with a loud bang, Wu Feng only felt that his arm was sore, and he was churning inside. "Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

On the other hand, Mu Jianhua, the hand holding the gun didn't even shake, but there was some surprise in his eyes, Wu Feng's knife was not mysterious, it was completely a desperate attack, but Wu Feng actually used this desperate blow to deflect his attack!

If the enemy dodges or evades this move, it will immediately fall into the endless shadow of the gun, besides, Mu Jianhua knows that although he used three layers of skill, not to mention those wild roads, even if he Mu Jia's son, he may not be able to follow hard.

"Let me see how many pounds and taels you have!" Mu Jianhua was slightly satisfied in his heart, but these were not enough to protect Zhu Ling.

"Boy, look at it, the dragon is in the moon!"

This Mu Jianhua's footsteps were recycled, swinging his arm to hold the gun, and when the wooden gun swung in front of him, he stepped on it, and his body volleyed into the air, quickly hitting Wu Feng like thunder.

Wu Feng coughed up blood, raised his eyes, and only the tip of the spear was in his eyes, no, there was only the tip of the spear between heaven and earth.

"Dead? No! ”

Against the dragon, the heart is horizontal, no matter how the magic is forbidden, the horizontal knife "breaks the cauldron and sinks the boat" and slashes at the incoming gun.

"Smack!"

Guns, knives, exchanges, and another loud bang, Wu Feng only felt the pain of five as if broken, but this made Mu Jianhua satisfied, the first move tested Wu Feng's skills, and the second move tested Wu Feng's reaction speed, although Wu Feng's kid made him feel crazy, he actually used the terrible magic forbidden move, but he was very satisfied with Wu Feng's reaction speed.

"Yes, a hundred birds and a phoenix!"

Regardless of whether Wu Feng used the magic forbidden move or not, as soon as Mu Jianhua's third move, Hundred Birds Chaofeng, came out, and suddenly countless gun shadows enveloped Wu Feng.

If Wu Feng didn't have excellent adaptability, even if Mu Jianhua used a wooden gun, this hundred birds would poke Wu Feng into a sieve.

Wu Feng didn't dare to slack off at all, he quickly waved the wooden knife, and "popped" the shadow of the gun that hit like raindrops, death, any omission is death, a point slower is death, and evasion is death, this gun shadow is completely shrouded, and there is no way to avoid it, so I have to bite the bullet and connect it hard.

At this moment, I have long forgotten the previous doubts, forgetting that the opponent is a congenital martial artist, if you want to live, you have to go all out, and wave the wooden knife in your hand vigorously, and the shadow of the gun comes from above, so the horizontal knife is pushed away, and it is swept over from the middle, and if it is an attack, then it will be chopped......

There are no moves, any moves have flaws, only use the most basic knife techniques, sweep, split, pluck, cut, sweep, nai, slash, slash, suddenly.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

When Mu Jianhua shook the spear at will, he was very surprised, this move is like a starry star, fast, accurate, ruthless, every time he hits people's acupuncture points, as long as he is shot, he will lose his combat effectiveness, although he only uses two or three layers of skill, but let alone a junior martial artist, even a martial artist of the same age is difficult to catch this move.

Innate martial artist, not only deep internal force is so simple, whether it is the understanding of moves, or the grasp of timing, are far better than ordinary ancient warriors, in Mu Jianhua's understanding, the move has four realms, shape, meaning, potential, realm, although he has reached the third realm, potential, a shot shakes out, like a dragon out of the sea, the momentum is monstrous, even if there is a flaw in the move, the opponent can not avoid it.

Now, Wu Feng's moves, although they are still in shape, have a faint tendency to develop towards the will.

This surprised Mu Jianhua, you know, meaning, he only comprehended it when he broke through the innate nature, Wu Feng's skills are still shallow, but one move and one style contains the comprehension of the sword technique, some ancient martial artists, the moves stay in the form all their lives, Wu Feng is only nineteen or twenty years old, and he actually has a tendency to comprehend "meaning", this is simply a genius!

Mu Jianhua slowly strengthened his strength, without using the "potential", he wanted to see what Wu Feng's limit was, but he didn't want Wu Feng to die......

It was hard, Wu Feng, who was completely shrouded by the shadow of the gun and couldn't get out at all, felt more and more difficult, this Mu Jianhua was faster than one shot, and one shot was stronger than another, as if every shot could break through the stone.

Weak, is it so powerless under the hands of innate martial artists?

Sad, but you can't just die!

Several times almost died under the wooden gun, the heart trembled, roared, but the extreme wooden gun has struck again, the heart suddenly trembled, "snap", swing this shot, but the gun shadow flew like raindrops, I can't tell the difference between the virtual and the real, but I must catch every attack.

Calm, you must be calm, silently chanting the blood determination method, sinking your heart and trembling your heart quickly regain calm, as if there is no ripple on the surface of the lake.

Happy, Mu Jianhua was happy in his heart, Wu Feng responded so calmly, it was in line with his mind, and he couldn't help but use ten successful shots to hit Wu Feng's head directly......