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The Lord of Stone City recounted the merits of winning the money one by one, so that everyone in Stone Mountain City was full of gratitude to him.

At this moment, in the minds of everyone in Shishan City, winning money is a hero-like existence.

"Haha, Brother Win, you must be a quasi-martial artist now, right?"

The stone city lord smiled and walked over to whisper to the winnings.

"Please also ask the city lord to keep it a secret!"

Winwin glanced at Yingtai with a bitter face on the side, but did not deny it.

Although he had already guessed in his heart, after it was really confirmed, the stone city lord still gasped.

He is still a minor at such an age, and he is determined to become a martial arts master one day.

The martial arts master of the ninefold martial arts realm, I really can't imagine it, it is the legend of the entire Wu country, and it is said that it is difficult for ten thousand martial arts masters to give birth to a martial arts grandmaster.

Couldn't help but look at the winning money with the stone city lord's eyes becoming extremely eager, which made the winning money on the side goosebumps.

That night, after the banquet, after winning money, he hurriedly looked for an excuse to go back to retreat.

"That mysterious and mysterious artistic conception is really extraordinary~"

Win Qian recalled the scene of killing the Vulture Lion Beastmaster, and there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

"That artistic conception can be completely integrated into martial arts, making the use of martial arts smoother and more amazing. ”

By integrating into the artistic conception, winning money to show Peng wings is like a winged Peng, as if blending into the wind.

"I don't know if I can integrate it into other martial arts!"

"If I can apply it to other martial arts, my strength will increase several times, even if it is compared to a real martial arts master, I'm afraid it will be comparable!"

Thinking of this, it is difficult to hide the excitement in the heart of winning money.

Martial arts master! What a noble being.

At this moment, Win Money's heart is a little more urgent for this artistic conception.

I have been understanding that artistic conception for a long time, and I know very well its profundity, and with the deepening of my comprehension, even a trace of it will help the strength a lot.

"Now I only have a little bit of a comprehension, which is thousands of miles worse than that young girl. ”

What I don't know is that the power of this kind of artistic conception is too far away for the quasi-martial artist, far from being something that the quasi-martial artist can watch.

It is very difficult to comprehend the power that is far beyond oneself.

"The fusion of the dot star finger is completely clueless!"

Soon, I found that winning money seemed to be far from being as easy as I imagined, and I couldn't help frowning.

"Maybe it's because my heart is not calm enough, now that there is no beast tide invasion, I have to speed up the time to comprehend!"

At the same time, in a room, Wintec's huge fist slammed into the table and chair.

"Damn! Win Jin, that bastard thing, actually gave me information that this son has the strength of the most martial arts fivefold. ”

"Whew!"

Wintec kept recalling the scene when Winbuck dodged the Vulture Lion Beastmaster and fought back.

He asked himself if he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to do it.

"It's rare that this son is already a quasi-martial artist?"

Wintec didn't know why she thought the way she did, and she couldn't help but feel a little ridiculous.

How old is it to win money, how could a boy who was only fifteen years old, especially a few months ago, who had only just broken through to the ranks of martial artists, have such strength and cultivation?

But Wintec always felt uneasy.

"No, if I don't try, I'm at peace!"

WINTEC has decided.

Maybe he just thought about it too much, that kid was just lucky, and he took this opportunity to kill him and end the mission.

Thinking of the reward for the task, Wintec's heart heated, and a trace of greed flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Pedal Pedal Pedal ~

The footsteps were soft, barely making any sound, but they still didn't escape the winning ears.

"It's really here!"

Winning money opened his eyes, and a trace of fierce murder flashed.

From the very beginning, he felt the hidden killing intent from Wintec, so he was also wary of this person again and again along the way.

As for the reason, you don't need to think about it to know that it was an order from someone from the Second Elder faction.

"The Second Elder still has his comrades!"

At this moment, the heart of winning money is filled with infinite killing intent, he is the character of Jianhua who will repay him, and if the enemy offends me, I will repay him!

"Hmph, I didn't expect this son to still cultivate! No wonder he has such achievements at such an age~~"

Through the gauze curtain, looking at the back of a cross-legged figure sitting on the ground, Yingtai was dressed in black, with a veil on his face, only his eyes were exposed, exuding bursts of essence.

At this moment, he felt emotional, and at the same time he felt quite excited.

"Cultivation is always the least vigilant, it seems that God destined me to be able to return with a full load today!"

At this moment, Wintec was very confident that it would be killed on the spot.

With such achievements at such an age, it may be easy for this son to become an elder of the Ying clan in the future.

Perhaps among the elders, it is also the most powerful kind.

Compared to a person like himself who has been stuck in a quasi-martial artist for more than ten years and has not made any progress at all, how dazzling and beautiful.

It's a pity that this son will die in his own hands today.

However, Wintec was still fully prepared and blocked all possible support points to prevent Wintech from escaping.

In the night, a sharp light suddenly flashed.

I saw that Yingtai's figure suddenly appeared, and there was a dagger in his hand.

"Give me death!"

Wintec seemed to see the scene of blood splattered on the spot, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the next moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

In the darkness of the night, a hand reached out and grabbed the dagger.

"What!"

Wintec couldn't be shocked, and hurriedly kicked out.

Winning money's face was indifferent, and the body of Tong Gang urged with all his strength, and a layer of dark yellow texture appeared on the surface of his body.

Jingling!

Wintec only felt that the opponent's physique was amazing, like a fierce beast, and his attack did not have much effect.

"Commander Yingtai, the night is dark and the wind is high and the night kills, today is the time when you die!"

The winning money is straightforward, and the powerful momentum is undisguised, reaching the level of a quasi-martial artist.

"It's really ~~"

Wintec's eyes were fixed on each other.

The look of embarrassment under the mask was a testament to his worst thoughts.

But they are all quasi-martial artists, how can this son have so much confidence to keep himself.

Pengyi Duel!

The figure of the winning money is like a Dapeng bird, blending into the wind and disappearing in place in an instant.

Well!

Yingtai's face changed, and he had no control over the movement of winning money, and he couldn't help but feel nervous!

Finger Points!

In the night, a white glow flashed, and the fingertips of Winwin were like steel needles, cutting through the air and stabbing towards Wintec's eyebrows.

Dangerous!

Under the threat of death, Wintec burst out with the only speed of his life, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow.

The figure continued to retreat towards the rear.

"Good guy~"

For the miss, the win was a big surprise.

Wintai panicked and kept running outside the house.

The fight between the two sides was not small, but the preparations of the commander of Yingtai were too sufficient, so that no one paid attention.

"Haha, Commander Yingtai, suffer death!"

The body of the winning copper gang is urged to the extreme, and the powerful Gang energy surges, like a god of war.

A punch was thrown, and the surrounding air faintly burst open, making a dull sound.

With his graceful footwork, he caught up in an instant.

"No~"

Looking at the powerful punch, Wintec tried his best to resist.

Boom!

Winning's fist bombarded the opponent's chest without reservation, and Wintai spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his breath was sluggish.

Feeling the constantly destroyed internal organs in the body, Wintec knew that his fate would not be long in coming.

At this moment, he regretted it, regretted why he had done so much to arrange the house airtightly, and even more regretted that he had taken that task because of greed.

At the same time, he hated the winning power that gave him information, and that information was complete nonsense!

"Win money, since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, I will win you, I will die, tell you, the person who wants to kill you is the son of the second elder, win the strength! Haha, win the strength, I will not let you go if I am a ghost!"

Wintec lifted his mask, laughed, and fell to his death.

"Win the momentum! The grace of the past palm will be repaid!"

Winning's eyes showed murderous intent, and he did not doubt the authenticity of Yingtai's words.