"Boy, I'll let you see today, An Ye is not something that a little wild species like you can bully!"

Aomine rolled on the ground a few times, stood up numbly, and spat on the ground.

At such an old age, you are not ashamed to bully your relatives, rely on the old and sell the old to bully the young, and you can do it for a shameless guy like you! Today, the master will teach you a lesson for everyone!"

As he spoke, Qingfeng rushed up to meet Wu'an. The fifth grade of the ink faced the ninth grade of the ink, Qingfeng was naturally at a disadvantage, and he did not fight hard with Wu'an, but fought with him. He killed the idea, and if Wu'an didn't make up for him today, he would spend it with him until he died.

He couldn't wait for a moment, in order to enter the quasi-guard, for that one-grade gravity array, he had been preparing for nine years!

Nine years! How many nine years can there be in a lifetime? A tattoo is almost synonymous with waste for a human being. But Qingfeng is not reconciled, he wants to fight! Behind him, there are the expectations of his clan and parents, a heavy responsibility, and the pride of belonging to the nine qualifications.

He had to be strong, and for this he did not hesitate to sharpen his sword for nine years, just to enter the quasi-guard camp that seemed easy in the eyes of others.

However, this hateful guy actually wanted to destroy Aomine's desire because of his greed.

With two hundred and fifty gold, Qing Feng could only buy five first-grade gravity array stones, which was not enough for him to consume to advance to the sixth grade of ink. Without the six products of ink, he would not be completely sure of entering the quasi-guard camp, and he would have to waste another year here. This year, his strength will be like an ant climbing a hill.

How could the hopes he had been preparing for nine years be dashed by the greed of this bad old man?

"Ahh

Thinking like this, the depression in Qingfeng's heart became heavier and heavier. Looking back at the bits and pieces of so many years, this bad old man called Wu'an has entertained him for nine years! New hatred and old hatred surged up together, Qingfeng's eyes were full of determination to take revenge, and even the attack was getting heavier and heavier, and he even faintly wanted to have the strength to enter the six grades of ink.

Wu'an is getting angrier and angrier the more he fights, and he is in a stalemate with a brat who has entered the ink five grades in front of so many people, and his face is getting hotter and hotter. Looking at Qingfeng, who was dealing with him like a monkey, Wu An gritted his teeth secretly, even if he broke the bill today, he would take this kid!

"Stinky boy, look at how you run this time!"

With a loud shout, Wu'an directly took out a palm-sized stone slab, the circular outline was engraved with patterns, and the mysterious formation was engraved on the small stone.

Qing Feng's eyes shrank suddenly, this thing was too familiar to him! Gravity Array Stone! It was the Gravity Array Stone he desperately wanted.

This thing, on weekdays, can create a cultivation environment for cultivators with double gravity and enhance the cultivation effect. In battle, it can be used to cover the opponent and block the opponent's movements. Unexpectedly, that Wu'an would be so shameless, it was just a matter of bullying the five products of the ink with the nine products of the ink, and he even had to use the array stone!

"You shameless old thing! You are still an elder of the Crow Tribe, and the face of the Crow Tribe has made you lose everything!" Qingfeng suddenly scolded angrily.

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't be able to use your tongue. When An Ye catches you, he will definitely break your legs and tear off your arms before he can relieve the hatred in his heart! No, he will also break your mouth and throw you in the snake pile, so that you can catch enough!"

Wu'an screamed, and threw the gravity array stone towards Qingfeng. The array of stones, as if they had eyes after making a move, came towards the top of Qingfeng's head.

Aomine retreated again and again, but where there was a fast speed of the array stone, he was immediately covered in it. Suddenly, Qingfeng's body sank, although it was only the lowest-level first-grade array stone, but it was already a very heavy burden for the strength of the ink entry period, otherwise it would not be used for cultivation.

Looking at the villain's ambition and slapping Wu An with a palm in rampant laughter, Qingfeng couldn't help but hate secretly.

On weekdays, he could only exchange his life for a few gravity array stones, and he couldn't wait to break it in half and use it. But this Wu'an actually used the deduction to deprive him of his money and buy the gravity array stone to deal with him.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Under the gravity array, the pressure on Qingfeng's body suddenly doubled. looked at Wu'an, who came with a strange smile, and his eyes were red directly. Bending over with his back clenched and his fists clenched, he rushed forward, looking at the figure, like a fierce wolf galloping in the sea of grass, his body was like a wave and instantly rushed forward. Facing Wu'an, taking advantage of the momentum of running forward, Qingfeng handed out a punch.

It is the "rush" in the "five steps and three pounces".

Bang!

Aomine flew out upside down again. That Wu'an is not easy either, Ben Pounce is already very powerful with that sharp speed, plus Qingfeng's body under the gravity array is extremely solid, and he does not necessarily suffer a loss under the fight.

"Wow! Good boy, look at An Ye, I will slap you to death with one palm! I just entered the ink five products are so fierce, and if you are a little stronger, you are still not against the sky? How can I keep you, An Ye!"

Na Wu'an took many steps backwards in embarrassment, and was extremely shocked by Qingfeng's sudden outburst of strength. The kid who used to snort at him and wasn't a fart made him so embarrassed!

With a ruthless heart, Wu'an's palm was menacing, and he was about to slap Na Qingfeng to death in front of this guard camp.

Qingfeng doesn't shout or scream, and he doesn't know or run. Facing Wu'an's murderous palm, he directly struck a "jumping pounce"! The most explosive move in the "five steps and three pounces" was about to smash into Mo Jiupin's lore blow.

"Today, if you don't settle the money of that colorful star, what if you don't count the sky? I want to see how you Wu'an bullies people!!

Qingfeng was very stubborn, and he decided that he would get five hundred gold today, and he couldn't lose a penny. Entering the quasi-guard, he can't wait for a day!

Bang!

Wu'an stepped back and forth, and a flush appeared on his face. As for Qingfeng, a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and flew out in mid-air, and the arm of his right hand was also softly pulled down.

Seeing Qingfeng like this, Wu'an was suddenly overjoyed. "Haha! Look at your kid to ask An Ye for money again, and then ask Lao Tzu if he dies!" As he spoke, a few strides came to Qingfeng, who was weak with a weak hand, and raised his palm to slap it down, straight towards Qingfeng's head.

Damn! Qingfeng cursed in his heart. Even if this old man is old, the strength of the Nine Grades of Ink is not so easy to shake! Looking at the fierce palm and feeling the pressure from the array stones on his body, his heart shrank fiercely.

"That's enough!" A hand suddenly grabbed Wu'an's arm, and beside Qingfeng, a middle-aged man came from nowhere, looking at Wu'an coldly. "Wu'an, give him the money!"

"Chief Criminal......" Wu An stared blankly at the person who suddenly appeared, eager to explain.

"Give him the money!" the man said coldly again, only this time there was a cold look in his eyes.

Looking at that gaze, Wu'an knew that as long as he said one more word, he would be dead. Trembling replied, "Yes... Yes..."

Trembling, he took out another money bag from his arms, and Wu An carefully threw it to Qingfeng on the ground, full of heartache, but he didn't dare to show it in front of that person, and cautiously cast an inquiring look.

"It's his, give it all to him!"

"Huh? yes... Be... Give it all to him. Facing the man's unquestioning gaze, Wu'an was like a dog that had smoothed his hair, and he took out a money bag and gave it to Qingfeng.

Only then did the man let go of Wu'an's arm and said to this Qingfeng: "Take your money and go!"

Aomine recognized him. He is the chief of the guard camp of the crow tribe, serving the guard, named Xing Feng, with a six-rank tiger out of the mountain, and has a strong strength in the period of seizure. In this crow tribe, especially among the foreign people of the crow tribe, there is a very high prestige. It is because this person often defends foreigners in the tribe on weekdays. With the great strength of the Soul Capture Period, even the clansmen of the Crow Tribe did not dare to disobey.

Qingfeng slowly picked up the money bag, thanked Xing Feng, and glanced at Wu'an fiercely before turning to leave.

Thinking of the way Wu'an bowed and cowered in front of him just now, Aomine clenched his fists tightly. This is strength, and only strength can have the ability to speak! Wu'an, one day, I will ask you to pay back everything you owe me!