"Then, Boss, are you sure you really want to fight him?" asked Yao Yi, still uncertain.

"Otherwise, if you agree, you'll have to go up. Yan Moye shook his hand and began to warm up: "Just as I was going to ask if someone was going around publicizing my badness." ”

"Hey, the veining waste on the other side!" With a lazy high, Qian Pei on the other side shook his thick neck, "I said, even if you warm up no matter how much you warm up, it's just a waste of the vein stage, surrender as soon as possible!"

"Ancestor," Yan Moye suddenly called out to Yu Pei, "Can you help me lower my level?"

"Down?" Yan Xing was stunned for a moment, then understood what Yan Moye meant, and said with a smile: "Okay, give you a chance to pretend." Saying that, the jade pendant flashed with a burst of light, and then the Yuan Hai on Yan Moye's body contracted, and a feeling of dizziness followed.

Yan Moye stretched out his palm and tried to gather vitality, cyan!

"Hey, boss, why are you ......" Yao Yi was stunned when he watched from the sidelines.

"Shhhh Yan Moye smiled, turned to Qian Pei and said, "Hey, over there!"

Qian Pei was frightened and roared, "Hey, what, hey, are you ready?"

"Hmph, I'm waiting for you!" Yan Moye suddenly pulled out red blood, let out a long roar, and the whole person rolled in the air: "Eat me with a sword!"

"Waste in the vein stage!" Qian Pei roared angrily, his hand slapped suddenly, and cold light shot out of his hand.

"Drink!" The red blood in Yan Moye's hand was like a sword groan, and a sword light greeted him!

"Without a trace!"

In the clanging sound, Yan Moye knocked all Qian Pei's hidden weapons flying!

"How is that possible!" Qian Pei shouted, "this is my money dart!"

"Huh?" Yan Moye only felt an unnatural breeze rushing to his back!

Yan Moye hurriedly flew up, and kept throwing out a handful of C-level charms in his hand-Feng Escape.

At this moment of lightning! Yan Moye saw that the corners of Qian Pei's mouth gradually raised! There was an ambush!

"Brush!" There was a soft sound, and the money darts that were originally scattered suddenly flew up!

Yao Yi's eyes were the sharpest, and he saw it at once, and said in shock: "It's actually a natal weapon!"

The natal weapon is the weapon that every warrior desires to have, and it is also the most difficult weapon to obtain.

It is a divine weapon that has already generated spiritual intelligence that can be used as a natal weapon. However, once the weapon generates spiritual intelligence, then whether it is willing to connect with the original owner and become the other party's destiny is the most important and difficult thing.

"It's actually a natal weapon!" Yan Moye's eyes narrowed, he became serious, and gradually began to admire Qian Pei from the bottom of his heart, the natal weapon! This is very difficult to cultivate the cave weapon, and sometimes even sacrifice part of his own heart and blood!

"Jinwei!"

Qian Pei's fat palm brushed the ground, and countless money darts quickly rotated around Yan Moye's side, and the circle gradually began to shrink from big!

"Damn!" Yan Moye's red blood in his hand quickly stabbed forward.

With a "bang", several money darts nearby were like magnets, actually adsorbed on the red blood, Yan Moye only felt that his wrist sank, and the red blood fell directly to the ground, smashing out a big pit! It was so heavy! Yan Moye was surprised.

The money dart around him got closer and closer, making a "whoosh" sound, and the air began to become scorching.

"Can absorb something that breaks out?" Yan Moye's eyes suddenly lit up, took out the Dream Evil Fan from his arms, and said in a low voice: "Don't make a golden needle, just an ordinary black needle." ”

After speaking, the abundant Yuan Sea in the dantian was agitated, and a stream of pure Yuan Qi was immediately instilled into the Juyuan acupoint, transforming into black needles that were directly transported into the Dream Evil Fan.

"It's cold when it's scattered!"

Yan Moye groaned, his body spun and twisted strangely, and the dream evil fan in his hand threw out black lightning one after another, and suddenly rushed out!

I saw that the money dart that originally surrounded Yan Moye gradually began to deviate from Yan Moye's body, and all of them began to separate, following the Juyuan needles flying around!

"How is it possible!" Qian Pei lost his voice a little, gathered his vitality in horror and transmitted it to the money darts flying around, and waved his hands constantly: "Go back! Go back!"

As if awakened, the money dart broke away from the black needle and hurriedly spun into the distance. "Ding" sounded, and he was not at a loss.

Yan Mo is gone!

"What about people!" Qian Pei shouted angrily, stomping his feet desperately, but he felt a secret uneasiness in his heart.

"Huh?" Wen Jing on the side was also stunned, grabbed Xiao Yi beside him, and asked strangely, "What about midnight?"

Yao Yi was stunned, and muttered: "Hidden in the night......"

"It's actually the Dark Night Method!Hide in the dark and no one is guarded!" Yao Yi shouted excitedly.

Suddenly, a young man in white escaped from Qian Pei's back without a sound, his eyes were like wolves, staring straight at Qian Pei's back!

Talk about the night!

"Ah!" Qian Pei woke up, his body twisted flexibly, and with a slap of his right hand, a row of golden darts suddenly flew out, and then his body rolled to the side.

Yan Moye's eyes widened, his wrist flipped suddenly, and the red blood in his hand "clanged" to block the money dart.

Yan Moye didn't expect that this fat man who looked fat and incompetent actually had a natal weapon, and this flexibility was so high!

"Unexpected. Yan Moye smiled weirdly, and the long sword in his hand shook suddenly, pointing directly at Qian Pei.

"How, can I get this skill?"

Qian Pei snorted, "With your three-legged cat's kung fu, you still want to fight me?" If I hadn't been careless just now, you would ......?"

"Look at the move!" Yan Moye's body suddenly swayed from side to side, and the pace under his feet gradually made people dizzy, but the speed was getting faster and faster!

"Blur. Yao Yi's pupils shrank: "Why did the boss start using the dark night method?"

"Hmph!" Qian Pei looked dizzy, shook his head, pointed his fat fingers at Yan Moye in unison, and shouted in his mouth: "Go!"

The money darts flying at will in the air got the order and flew towards Yan Moye in unison, like a golden wave, swept in!

"What kind of cultivation is this Qian Pei, why is he able to control so much vitality!" Yan Moye was a little surprised, it takes a lot of spirit to control the natal weapon! But this Qian Pei seems to be a little ......

Yan Moye blocked in his hand, and he thought of countless ways to defeat it in his mind, this product, it feels a little useful.

Yan Moye "sonorously" flew the last money dart, and shouted at Qian Pei: "What do you want to play? This is called a hidden weapon? It's obviously a bright weapon!"

"Bah!" Qian Pei was so angry that his face turned red: "Who are you when you are? Do you think you are from the Tang family? and dare to come to me as a money dart!"

The corners of Yan Moye's mouth twitched, I really don't have any interest in your gadget that has just grown up. Then he thought about it, smiled, and said, "The hidden weapon, you didn't use it like this!"

I saw Yan Moye leaning over, and the red blood in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

"Cut!" Qian Pei smiled coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the money dart on the ground bounced up, surrounding Yan Moye who was flying in mid-air.

"Huh?" Qian Pei suddenly found that the corners of Yan Moye's mouth were slightly raised, "Why are you ......" Suddenly a tingling sensation came from his thigh, and Qian Pei was surprised to see that a black needle was piercing his thigh.

With a slight click, the black needle vanished.

"How is it possible!" Qian Pei's eyes revealed a look of surprise, and his left hand gently brushed the front as if unintentionally.

Yan Moye squinted his eyes, the place that Qian Pei touched was faintly close to the track I had just sent out the needle!

This Qian Pei, could it be......

Yan Moye "hey" and said, "Why don't you hurry up and admit defeat, do you want to eat me again?"

"Hey, what are you talking about! Senior Qian hasn't lost yet!" Qian Pei's younger brother on the side shouted unconvinced, pointing fingers at Yan Moye.

"Give me silence!" Qian Pei suddenly roared angrily, and the little brother on the side suddenly fell silent.

"Senior Qian......"

Qian Pei didn't pay any attention to the little brother, and with a wave of his hand, the money darts in the sky flew back neatly and into the sleeves of Qian Pei's wide clothes.

"You actually don't have the surname Mo, right?" Qian Pei said coldly.

Yan Moye's heart trembled, wouldn't it, even he guessed that I was from Yanjia Town, but on the surface, he was light-hearted, and smiled faintly: "What are you talking about, I'll just say that my surname is Mo!"

"You actually ......" Qian Pei's eyes became tighter and tighter, "The head of the hidden weapon, killing people is invisible, and there is no seed, you are actually the Tang family of Yuanguan!"

"Hey?" Yan Moye was stunned, how could he have anything to do with such a far away place in Yuanguan? Or the Tang family?

Qian Pei's eyes were like peach blossoms, and he looked at Yan Moye with a smile: "Brother Mo, ah no, Brother Tang!"

Suddenly knelt down, "Please take me as an apprentice!"

"What?" Yan Moye was shocked and pressed his temples: "What are you talking about, wait for me to clear my mind." ”

Yan Moye rubbed his temples desperately, sat down directly, endured Qian Pei's adoring gaze, and said stubbornly: "You treat me as a member of the Tang family?"

"Uh-huh!" Qian Pei suddenly nodded desperately.

"But I ......" Yan Moye hadn't finished speaking, and suddenly said in his mind: "Promise directly, at this time you can fake your identity A good way, this kind of remote area, not afraid of bumping into the people of the Tang family"

"Ahem, ahem. Yan Mo coughed a few times at night: "That's right, I'll just say the Tang family." The needle you just poked by me is my own one—the sand needle!"

"I admire Qian Mou!" Qian Pei admired him so much that he threw himself to the ground.

The one on the side sneered and laughed out loud. Wen Jing next door was stunned and said, "What's wrong, so funny?"

"No, no, no. Yao Yi waved his hand again and again, but people in this world don't know the joke of Yan Moye's sentence.

"That's right," Yan Moye suddenly remembered, "It's not that simple for you to fight with me, right?"

"Oh!" Qian Pei straightened up with a carp, snatched a piece of paper from the little brother beside him, and respectfully handed it over, "Brother Tang, please take a look!"

"This!"