Chapter 29 (3) I can't help myself
Wang Hao and Senior Brother Tong fought for a while, figured out his sword moves, didn't want to waste time, and locked the soft sword with his divine sense When the old force had just finished and the new force was not out, he clamped his hands and kicked when he raised his legs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Wang Hao took a few steps forward and stepped on his chest and asked, "What kind of sect are you?" Senior Brother Tong was only under his feet before he could get up, struggling slightly, Wang Hao used his strength on his feet, Senior Brother Tong's middle acupoint was stagnant, he couldn't breathe, and he was weak, but he didn't answer Wang Hao's words. At this time, Shangguan Yang had already gotten up, and he also took out a soft sword and stabbed it from behind, secretly rejoicing in his heart that his sneak attack turned defeat into victory. Wang Hao didn't turn his head back, and the back hair stabbed his wrist first, and then put a foot on his stomach, and Shangguan Yang flew like a shrimp again. Senior Brother Tong just felt that his feet let go of him, but before he could get up, he was trampled under his feet again. Senior Brother Tong and Shangguan Yang were sure at this time that the iron plate they kicked was not an ordinary iron plate, and Shangguan Yang's sneak attack in the back just now was not successful, Wang Hao was at least a master of mystery. The two of them secretly regretted in their hearts that the yellow-level martial artist was looking for the unlucky luck of the Xuan level, and he was really full.
Wang Hao knew his own family affairs, and his ability to easily clean up these two people played a key role, and Wang Hao's every move was clear under the lock of his divine sense, so he could easily hold the sword, and it was easier to stab his wrist without looking back. If they all had divine sense, Wang Hao would have to work a little hard to defeat these two people. Senior Brother Tong's skills are a little worse than Wang Hao, and Shangguan Yang is a lot worse, but Wang Hao has no weapons.
"Say, what kind of sect are you, and what kind of cultivation are they?" Wang Hao continued to ask.
"Are you sure you want to know what sect we are?" Senior Brother Tong asked rhetorically.
"What kind of cultivation do you say first, how do you divide cultivation?" Wang Hao asked them first, which was easy to answer.
"I'm the peak of the Yellow Level, and he is the early stage of the Yellow Level. It is generally divided into six levels of martial artists: Ming Jin, Dark Jin, Yellow, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven. Senior Brother Tong replied and asked suspiciously: "What level are you? Xuan level, what sect are you?"
"Did I ask you or did you ask me," Wang Hao said angrily, "What sect do you say?"
"Qingcheng." Senior Brother Tong said: "It's all about the ancient martial arts and staying a step." He thought that the ancient martial arts disciples of other sects were proud of defeating them, and asked them that the sect was only for Wang Hao to show off on other occasions in the same sect or in the ancient martial arts world in the future. Who doesn't want to be the best in the world when they practice martial arts?
"Do you know what sects are there in the ancient martial arts?" Wang Hao then asked.
"Shaolin, Wudang, Huashan, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun, Xiaoyao, Tianshan, etc." Senior Brother Tong became more and more puzzled about Wang Hao, whether he was not from the ancient martial arts sect, no, even the disciples of Shaolin Wudang could not have such good kung fu. The Shaolin Wudang we are talking about is not the same thing as the Shaolin Wudang of Senior Brother Tong, the Shaolin Wudang he said is a small world that is hidden in the world. As we said, Shaolin is the spokesperson of Shaolin in a small world, and others also have spokespersons. Wang Hao doesn't know whether this Shaolin is the other Shaolin now, but some of Kongtong, Xiaoyao, and Tianshan have never heard of it, what is going on? When your ability reaches a certain point, you will inevitably come into contact with things that you do not want.