"Whether I am qualified or not, you don't deserve to ask!"

Swish~!

Wang Yimu's whole person disappeared in place in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing behind Lao Zhu, with his palms out, lacking cyan light, directly printed on Lao Zhu's back.

Wow~!

The palm power poured in, and the huge force attacked, and Lao Zhu's whole person suddenly flew out, and the blood spurted out directly from his mouth.

The field was quiet all of a sudden, and the new group of disciples around Bai Fu all closed their mouths, and everyone looked at Wang Yimu who was standing quietly in the field in a daze, with a look of disbelief on their faces.

Not only them, but also Sun Ningxiang and the others beside Ye Jian also had surprised expressions, as if they knew Wang Yimu for the first time, as for those outer disciples who were standing in the distance and watching, they all looked at Wang Yimu with their mouths wide open, and their eyes were full of awe.

No one thought that Wang Yimu, who looked very weak on the outside, would actually hide such a strong strength, and the movement of his seemingly disappearing figure just now was probably only seen clearly by a few of the strongest people in the field.

"The artistic conception of the wind is at least the artistic conception of the wind. Sun Ningxiang frowned slightly, and said with some solemnity, she only barely saw the traces of Wang Yimu's movement just now.

"Well, it's the mood of the wind. Ye Jian replied lightly, "However, it is not the artistic conception of the wind that is two into one, but the artistic conception of the wind that is two into one." ”

"What! two into one!" After listening to Ye Jian's analysis, the disciples around Ye Jian immediately gasped, the artistic conception of the wind, this should originally belong to the realm that only the martial artists of the Huayuan Realm can touch, but now, Wang Yimu has continuously entered this realm in advance, and has also improved the comprehension of the artistic conception of the wind to two into one, this is the martial artist who has just entered the Huayuan Realm, and the comprehension of the artistic conception of the wind is not as deep as Wang Yimu's comprehension, how can everyone not be surprised.

"The artistic conception of the wind in two, although it is not as good as my artistic conception of the wind in four percent, but, in the same level, I have never met someone who can go so far in the artistic conception of the wind, no wonder I have always had him a little special. Ye Jian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and thoughts drifted through his mind.

Sun Ningxiang glanced at Wang Yimu in the field solemnly, but then his gaze returned to Ye Jian, and he could see through Wang Yimu's comprehension of the artistic conception of the wind at a glance, wouldn't it mean that Ye Jian's attainments in the artistic conception of the wind had also reached two into one, no! No, Ye Jian's attainments in the artistic conception of the wind had definitely far surpassed Wang Yimu, otherwise it would be impossible to see through the latter.

"Compared to Wang Yimu, Ye Jian is the real horror, it seems that this year's Nanluo Sect will be even more lively. Sun Ningxiang tightened her hand hidden in her sleeve robe, and a hint of unwillingness flashed in her eyes, "It seems that after I go back, I must also work hard to enter the realm of artistic conception." ”

"It's really surprising, no wonder I was able to become a deacon. Bai Fu stood in the crowd, staring at Wang Yimu with his eyes like an eagle, and then the corners of his mouth lacked a sneer: "It's ironic that an ordinary mid-stage disciple of the Condensation Realm has actually comprehended the artistic conception of the wind in two!"

Bai Fu pushed away the crowd and walked out slowly, everyone around saw this, and immediately gasped, everyone stopped breathing, and looked at Bai Fu and Wang Yimu in a daze.

"Hehe, what is this junior brother called?" Bai Fu stared at Wang Yimu with a smile on his face and asked lightly.

"Wang Yimu. Wang Yimu regained his previous harmony and replied softly.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Wang. Bai Fu nodded slightly, and then said confidently: "Senior Brother Wang's strength is good, if you don't mind, you can follow me." ”

As soon as Bai Fu's voice fell, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, what is Bai Fu going to do, this is to make it clear that he wants Wang Yimu to be his entourage, so how will Wang Yimu choose? Choose to agree, but if that's the case, isn't it just to give up the position of the deacon to Bai Fu, but if you don't agree, just with Wang Yimu's cultivation in the middle of the true realm, plus the artistic conception of the wind in two, it is definitely not Bai Fu's opponent, how should this be?

At the moment, dozens of pairs of eyes were all fixed on Wang Yimu, and they wanted to see what choice Wang Yimu should make in the face of the problem given by Bai Fu.

"Hmph, what are you waiting for? Senior Brother Bai is blessed to be able to take a fancy to you. Beside Bai Fu, another disciple in the late stage of the Condensing Truth Realm spoke.

"That's right, following Senior Brother Bai, you need any resources to be able to provide for you. ”

"This kind of opportunity, do ordinary people want to be good, what are they hesitating about?"

......

Wang Yimu listened to the ridicule of a group of people behind Bai Fu, and his face still had an expression of ancient wells without waves.

"Phew!"

And at this moment, Lao Zhu, who had been knocked away by Wang Yimu before, slowly walked back, and glanced at Wang Yimu with a resentful look in his eyes, "Hmph! Don't think that you can win all the Condensing Truth Realm martial artists at such a speed, Senior Brother Bai's strength is not something you can imagine." ”

After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he passed directly by Wang Yimu, and walked behind Bai Fu and stood in front of the crowd.

"What, doesn't my junior brother look down on me?" Bai Fu looked at Wang Yimu with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, I can't look at it at all, I just don't have the habit of clinging to others. Wang Yimu glanced at the group of people opposite, and then said lightly.

actually refused directly, Wang Yimu actually refused, everyone suddenly thought in their hearts, for a while, the field was quiet again, and Bai Fu, who was the protagonist, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sneer that was really like this, it seemed that everything was in his expectation.

"It seems that the junior brother doesn't look down on me, but has great confidence in his own strength. Bai Fu said, closing the folding fan in his hand, "Since this is the case, then I will ask my junior brother for advice." ”

Swish~!

Bai Fu's figure flickered, and then disappeared directly in place, but after the blink of an eye, Bai Fu's figure appeared directly behind Wang Yimu, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the folding fan in his hand waved at Wang Yimu in front of him.

Syllable~!

The crisp sound sounded, and before Wang Yimu turned around, he was fanned away by Bai Fu, and a great dark energy exploded, throwing Wang Yimu's body directly out of the body, and he fell heavily to the ground after the most reluctance.

The surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet, and even an embroidery needle could be heard falling on the ground, everyone gasped, staring at Bai Fu who was gently shaking the folding fan in a daze, is this still a Condensing Truth Realm martial artist? Why is the gap between the two sides so big?

"Hehe, I can't help myself. ”

"I told him a long time ago, but he just didn't listen, and now he's suffering. ”

"Hmph! Senior Brother Bai's strength has only exerted thirty percent, so he can't hold on like this. ”

"He deserves his bad luck!"

......

A group of people in Baifu looked coldly at Wang Yimu who fell to the ground, and kept sneering in their mouths.

"Ahem. ”

Wang Yimu slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around, and looked at Bai Fu with a flat face, and after the latter sensed the former's gaze, his brows suddenly furrowed, and a trace of unkindness flashed on his delicate face.

"You really don't plan to make a move?" Seeing this, Sun Ningxiang immediately shrugged Ye Jian and said softly.

"When it's time to make a move, it's a natural shot. Ye Jian looked at the two people in the field lightly, and said softly, "No wonder there is such a big confidence, it turns out that the artistic conception of the wind has reached two into seven." ”

Ye Jian looked at Bai Fu in the field lightly, and at the same time looked at Wang Yimu, and then recalled his process of comprehending the artistic conception of the wind, and found that if it weren't for the blue dragon diagram on his back in the Yin Wind Cave to help improve his own artistic conception of the wind to Xiaocheng, I am afraid that now he will not have much higher comprehension in the artistic conception of the wind than Bai Fu, and when he thought that Bai Fu was only ranked fifth among the inner disciples, there were four people on it, and there were core disciples above the inner door, Ye Jian felt a huge pressure in his heart。

"Hmph, boy Ye, what are you afraid of! Don't forget your strong physical cultivation. The eighth master seemed to sense Ye Jian's mood fluctuations, and immediately said proudly: "As long as you are willing, not to mention the core disciples of the Nanluo Sect, even some elders, you can still tear them to pieces." ”

Although what the eighth master said was reasonable, Ye Jian didn't pay attention to him at the moment, his eyes raised slightly, and Ye Jian locked on to the two people in the field again.

"Hmph!" Bai Fu was very displeased that after Wang Yimu was beaten, he still had an expression of no waves, and immediately a trace of anger rose in his heart, and the artistic conception of the wind was fully opened, and his body turned into a phantom, blasting towards Wang Yimu.

Only this time, Wang Yimu seemed to notice Bai Fu's figure, and when Bai Fu slammed at him, he saw his steps swaying slightly, and directly avoided the attack.

"Why, before you have learned the mastery of the junior brother, is the junior brother like retreating?" Seeing Wang Yimu avoiding his attack, Bai Fu immediately continued to move forward, and at the same time, the other palm was fiercely imprinted.

Rumble~!

The white light flickered, and Bai Fu directly hit Wang Yimu with a palm, and suddenly, the latter was like a short-line kite, retreating backwards, and the field was quiet, and everyone was stunned to watch the fight between the two.

"Take advantage of it now, abolish him!" Thinking of Wang Yimu's face, Bai Fu's heart suddenly regenerated with anger, and immediately his body flashed again, sweeping towards Wang Yimu who was flying upside down.

"It's not good! Bai Fu is going to be ruthless!" Sun Ningxiang's pupils suddenly condensed, and she hurriedly spoke.

"Won't the four elders come out to take care of it?" Sun Ningxiang's side, there were people who were fighting against Wang Yimu.

"Damn, this Bai Fu is too bold, right, he dares to abolish Deacon Wang in front of everyone?"

......

Contrary to Sun Ningxiang and the others, the group of people who followed Bai Fu looked excited at the moment, although they didn't shout out the thoughts in their hearts, but their expressions had already betrayed them.

"Boy, now that I'm out of you, if I want to blame you, I can only blame you for me off. Bai Fu's body swept and slapped Wang Yimu fiercely.