"Of course, Uncle Ben's words count!"

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"Okay, come on!"

Nodding, Qi Tian desperately wanted to know what was going on with the method of internal breath that was missing from the Heaven Cutting Decision.

The golden scale stick was taken out of the supreme space, and Qi Tian pointed the stick directly at Jin Xiaosheng, looking ready to go.

Jin Xiaosheng frowned as he watched Qi Tian take out the Golden Scale Stick, and then said with some surprise, "Ground-level blade?" No, you are a half-finished product, what else is missing!"

"Less nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight!"

Unexpectedly, the other party misunderstood the hypocrisy of the golden scale stick at a glance, Qi Tian had to admire the other party's vast knowledge, and let out a low sigh, ready to attack at any time.

"Wait, your name is Qi Tian, right, let's make a bet, if you lose, Uncle Ben can tell you the information you need about the method of internal breath, but you must give Uncle Ben the stick in your hand!"

Stretching out his hand to stop Qi Tian's eagerness, Jin Xiaosheng's eyes swept over the golden scale stick with fiery eyes, and Jin Xiaosheng still attached great importance to the blade of ground-level potential.

In particular, if you take it back and modify it a little, you may be able to get a good spear.

"Then what if Master wins?"

Seeing the other party's idea of beating his own golden scale stick, Qi Tian frowned, and then said with a somewhat ugly face.

"If you win, Uncle Ben will not only give you information about the law of internal breathing, but also give you this!"

Hearing that Qi Tian did not refuse, Jin Xiaosheng knew that he had a chance to succeed, and immediately took out something from the storage bag on his waist.

I saw that this thing was a golden piece of paper, covered with demon scripts as small as ants, but it was an ancient demon script, and Qi Tian couldn't understand it at all.

When he opened his mouth, he had to refuse, after all, Qi Tian didn't plan to take risks for something that didn't see value, the other party's cultivation was not weak, and the golden scale stick was given by Uncle Muyuan, so he had no reason to gamble with him.

"Promise him!"

At this time, in Qi Tian's mind, a vicissitudes of life and a voice full of urgency sounded, and suddenly Qi Tian's open mouth closed again.

"Is there anything special about this thing?"

Secretly asked in his heart, Qi Tian didn't expect that a mere page of golden paper would actually alarm the mysterious existence of the Supreme Space.

"It's going to be of great use to you!"

After being immersed for a while, the voice sounded again, and then there was no response no matter how Qi Tian asked.

After some useless effort, Qi Tian frowned, then gritted his teeth, and said ruthlessly, "Okay, Master promises you!"

"Okay, in that case, let's make a move, Uncle Ben will let you make three moves!"

During this period of Qi Tian's hesitation, Jin Xiaosheng's heart was also tormented, this piece of gold paper was picked up by him during a tomb sweep, and it was useless to take it back to the strong people in the clan for identification, but it was just to leave a trace of commemoration.

What's more, Jin Xiaosheng didn't pay attention to Qi Tian's cultivation when he only entered the cave for the first time, so at this time, he seemed to be arrogant, with a spear and a pestle, and he didn't care.

"Hmph, arrogance, Qiankun stick method, kill!"

I didn't expect the other party to be so arrogant, Qi Tian let out a low shout, and in an instant, he picked up the golden scale stick and rushed up, and the moment Jin Xiaosheng was approaching, one hundred and eighty sticks of the Qiankun stick method were continuously displayed.

I only heard the sound of clanging and rang out, and Jin Xiaosheng's face changed dramatically and hurriedly coped with Qi Tian's attack.

From the first stick, Jin Xiaosheng knew that he was wrong, and he underestimated Qi Tian's combat power.

When the stick snatched and collided, Jin Xiaosheng couldn't say what he was suffering, and in the face of the huge force of 13,000 catties mixed with the subtlety of the stick method, his hands felt that they were not his own in an instant.

"The one hundred and eighty sticks, defeat the master!"

With a low shout, Qi Tian's figure jumped up, holding the golden scale stick with both hands and slamming it towards Jin Xiaosheng's head.

", Dongtian, Apocalypse!"

Hardly shook the one hundred and seventy-nine sticks of Qi Tian, Jin Xiaosheng only felt that his hands were not his own, and half of his body fell into a state of paralysis, looking at the one hundred and eighty sticks that were quickly smashed, he suddenly raised the spear in his hand and stood horizontally on his forehead, instantly opening the cave sky.

Zheng ......

The golden scale stick slammed heavily on the barrel of the gun, only to hear a bang, Jin Xiaosheng was smashed under the ground with the gun, only his head and arms were exposed, and he looked so desolate.

The blow was successful, Qi Tian did not continue to attack, a backflip withdrew three zhang away, the golden scale stick in his hand was pulled, the stick shadow kept waving, and the heavy pestle was on the ground, Qi Tian looked at Jin Xiaosheng with a smile on his face and said, "How about it, I only made a move, why did you climb down?"

After saying this, Qi Tian only felt that the whole person was suddenly refreshed, and this guy had been 'pretending' before, and finally gave this breath at this time.

"Bastard, you can't win!"

The last blow hurt Jin Xiaosheng's internal organs, because the initial mischief made him fall into the disadvantage, and at this time, he was so paralyzed that he couldn't help himself, and waited fiercely for Qi Tian to say.

"Yes, I don't know who was arrogant and said that he wanted to let the master make three moves, but I didn't expect the master to climb under one move!"

Enjoying Jin Xiaosheng's aggrieved gaze, Qi Tian replied mockingly with his head held high.

"Bastard, when Uncle Ben recovers, you must look good!"

Looking at Qi Tian who was high above, Jin Xiaosheng suddenly felt that he had no face, this Nima was simply a scene that should not appear, how could he, as a genius of the Four-Eared Tribe, be defeated by a lucky boy of the Bronze Tribe.

However, as soon as Jin Xiaosheng finished saying this, he saw a strong wind in front of him, and then his eyes went dark, the cold feeling of metal on his head rose, and the voice of Qi Tian who ignored everything in his ears was "Less nonsense, if you lose, you lose, hand over the gold paper, and tell the young master about the law of internal rest!"

"Bastard, there is a kind of you who killed me, Uncle Ben is the third young master of the four-eared tribe, you dare to touch me, and your tribe will be wiped out in an instant!"

Unconvinced, he lost like this, and Jin Xiaosheng began to play helplessly.

After speaking, Jin Xiaosheng felt the cold feeling on his forehead slowly move away, and his heart suddenly became happy, and he said secretly, "Sure enough, this trick is unpleasant, and when I recover, I must beat you so that you can't take care of yourself!"

However, in the next second, Jin Xiaosheng regretted it.

I saw that after Qi Tian withdrew the golden scale stick, his eyes swept over Jin Xiaosheng coldly, and then he reached out and lifted the tiger skin skirt, took a few steps back and said, "Since this is the case, then you have to accept the anger of the master first!"

After saying that, Qi Tian planned to open the floodgates and release the water, and wash away this scum who was not trustworthy and threatened himself.

"Stop, stop, stop! I said, I said, Monkey King, don't be impulsive!"

Seeing the big bird pointing directly at him, Jin Xiaosheng suddenly thought of what Qi Tian planned to do, and was so frightened in an instant that his soul was not possessed, if he was washed away, it would be worse than death, and suddenly his mouth screamed again and again, and it could even be said to be a pleading tone.