"Hello, huh, congratulations, you've healed, I was worried about you before, and I didn't know how to do it!"

This kid is so hateful and too badly beaten! Zilin hated him to death.

Ji Wenming greeted him and didn't stop, now, he was most desperate to get spiritual blood, and he didn't want to conflict with these people for the time being, so he behaved very politely.

He was very wary of the young man who was called the lord by Zilin, and he knew that the young man was the young master of the Shang clan, the first person of the younger generation.

However, when the old man saw Zirenjie, he saluted respectfully: "I have seen the young master!"

"Are you an old man with seven wounds, didn't you just come here a few days ago?"

"Yes, thanks to the Lord's attention, let me come to the Spirit Blood Hall to choose the Spirit Blood once again!" said the Seven Wounded Old Man.

"What about him?" Zirenjie pointed to Ji Wenming.

"I also got permission from the Lord to come and get spiritual blood!" said the old man with seven injuries.

"Then you go!" Zirenjie said.

"Big brother, you can't let him get the spiritual blood!" Ziren Wu said hurriedly.

"Lord!" Zilin was puzzled.

"Your Highness Wenming, I hope you will become a strong man as soon as possible!" Ziren Jie said, he was unfathomable.

"I will! Thank you for your encouragement, you are much more pleasing to the eye than the two of them!" Ji Wen said, he was even more wary of Zirenjie in his heart.

Zirenjie is a kind of person, not afraid of having an opponent, just afraid of no opponent, this is a manifestation of fearlessness in his heart, this is the quality of a noble strong man, this kind of person, has accurate goals, but also has the resilience to not give up until the goal is reached, and there is more lawless arrogance.

This kind of person is often the most terrible! Because he has an invincible heart.

Ji Wenming had already learned about Zirenjie from Yuxiqing.

Zirenjie, the young master of the Shang clan, is 18 years old this year, and it is said that when he was born, he was covered with the true text of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, cultivating ten thousand sword techniques, and was the first person in the younger generation of Daxia.

Now that they met for the first time, Ji Wenming knew that many people underestimated Zirenjie.

"Eighteen years old, Magical Secret Realm! I'm not an enemy of one move. The old man muttered to himself, but he was actually saying it to Ji Wenming.

Ji Wenming did not speak, but showed the attitude of a curious baby, but he was already shocked in his heart.

"Young master, I'm waiting to leave!" said the old man respectfully.

"Stop! I'm going to compete with him!" Zilin couldn't help but say, he was abolished by Ji Wen before, he had a flaw in his heart, after today, he was going to go to the border wilderness to practice, if he didn't fill this flaw, it might become a permanent weakness, so he had to seize this opportunity.

"Presumptuous!" The old man of the Seven Injuries was angry, he was also a subordinate valued by the King of Shang, this Zilin simply didn't take him seriously, and his thoughts were released, forming a coercion.

Zi Renjie frowned, his eyes flashed, and the old man with seven injuries took a step back and said, "Let them compare!"

"Young master, you can't! Zilin got the spiritual blood to repair his injuries, and he is already the peak cultivation of martial arts, and His Royal Highness Wen Ming is still in the realm of martial arts, which is far from it......!

"Zilin has a flaw in his heart, which is not conducive to cultivation, my subordinates, there can be no waste! As for him, cultivating the Seven Wounds Fist, there should be no danger to his life, no matter what the result is, I will give him this bottle of Tianshan Divine Water!" Zirenjie said.

Zirenjie is resolute and domineering!

"This ...... Okay!" said the old man with seven injuries, in fact, what he was afraid of was not that Ji Wen's life would have an accident, but that he was afraid that Zilin would become crippled again, and Zirenjie would lose face when the time came.

"That's not good!" said Lady Vanity.

"Are you scared?" Zilin said sarcastically.

"You're fifteen years old, I'm only five years old, are you embarrassed to bully me?"

"Don't pretend to be tender for me, when you hold Yuxi's hand, you secretly stroke it and think I can't see it, you still sleep with her at night!" Zilin said angrily, he didn't see Zirenjie's face change.

"Eh! I sleep in my sister's arms at night, how do you know? You voyeur, so immoral!" said Xi Wenming's face turned red, as if he was shy.

Zirenjie's eyes were filled with anger, and he said, "Shut up!"

"Look, even this big brother can't stand it, even if you lose to me last time, you can't peep at people's **! Fortunately, my sister and I are covered with quilts!"

"Lord forgive sins!" Zilin knelt down in fear and said, he was carried away by anger just now, and he forgot that Yu Xiqing was the woman Zi Renjie was pursuing.

When he said this, didn't he make Zirenjie's head green?

Men, any kind of suffering can be endured, but they can't bear to be cuckolded.

Although Zirenjie doesn't think that a five-year-old child can do anything, he is extremely possessive, and his woman will never be touched by anyone.

At the beginning, there was a suitor of Yu Xiqing, but he was wiped out just by touching Yu Xiqing's hand.

"Hmph, do your best!" Zirenjie said in a deep voice.

The old man patted his forehead helplessly, and said in his heart, Your Highness, Your Highness, why do you have so many things?

Ji Wenming didn't want to do much, but he wouldn't back down when it came, besides, he fell in love with the bottle of Tianshan Divine Water.

"Yes, Lord, come and fight! I will depose you this time. Zilin said frantically.

"Are you sure? I'm very powerful! When your hand hurts again, you'll waste your spiritual blood!"

"Where is so much nonsense? How can you be a five-year-old child?

In the air, there is a sharpness!

The Spirit Blood Palace, although it is controlled by the Shang clan, but the Shang clan does not dare to monopolize it, on the surface, the Spirit Blood Hall is also open to some family children and civilian geniuses, of course, the real good things will only go to the Shang clan.

The movement here quickly attracted a lot of young people who came to collect spiritual blood, most of these people were martial arts geniuses, and they needed spiritual blood to break through the secret realm of supernatural powers.

"Huh, what are they doing, bullying the old man and the child?"

"The one who is casting the Sky Eagle Claw should be Zilin who was abolished in the Great Xia School Palace a few days ago, huh? That's the young master of the Shang clan, Zirenjie, and Zirenwu, that kid also seems familiar!"

A few days ago, I saw with my own eyes that kid abolished Zilin of the Shang clan, he is the prince of Wenming, he has already reached the peak of martial arts at the age of five, and now Zilin has resumed his cultivation and is about to take revenge!

Ji Wenming looked fearlessly at the Aquila Claw attacking him, and suddenly hid behind the Seven Wounded Old Man, revealing a head, and grinning: "Slow! I have something to ask this big brother!"

Zilin's momentum decreased sharply, and his huge momentum hit the air, extremely uncomfortable, and his heart was full of anger, "Why are you so troublesome?"

"You're in too much of a hurry! Everyone is a human race, why are you fighting and killing? If your claws are abolished again, your precious spiritual blood will be wasted!"

Ji Wenming's words resonated with the people around him, and many people couldn't find a good spiritual blood suitable for them.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go!" Zilin said angrily.

"Big brother, you said you would give me a bottle of Tianshan Divine Water no matter what?" said Ji Wenming curiously.

"Hmm!" Zirenjie was impatient, today was his most irritable day.

"In this way, you can put the Tianshan Divine Water here with my teacher first, in case you talk later...... you don't count," Ji Wenming said embarrassedly.

Zi Renwu wanted to beat this child, Zi Renjie also wanted to beat this child, and the people around looked at each other, even the young master of the Shang clan dared to doubt it?

Zirenjie took out a jade bottle and threw it to the old man with seven injuries.

"Okay, come on!" Ji Wenming jumped out from behind the old man with seven injuries and made a preparation for a right-handed punch.

Zilin was impatient, gathered his strength again, and the real force ran wildly, becoming more powerful, and his claws slashed through the air, producing a hissing sound.

"Oops! I forgot one thing!" Ji Wenming jumped behind the Seven Wounded Old Man again and said, "What if, I mean, what if I abolish him again?"

"You win, I'll die!" Zilin said wildly, grabbing his claws at Ji Wenming.

"Wait, you are the pinnacle of martial arts, I am the realm of martial arts, why should I compete with you?"

"Only fools will compete!"

"yes! I'm not stupid!"

"Didn't I give you a bottle of Tianshan Divine Water?" Zilin said frantically.

"How is it enough? At most, it can repair my injuries, and it is not beneficial! If there is a powerful beast essence blood or demon poison, you can consider it!"

"Here you go! This is the demon poison of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Demon Spider and the essence blood of the Hydra!" Zi Renjie said impatiently.

Many people's eyes are shining, demon poison and essence blood, as long as they are refined by the strong, they can be absorbed, and the ten thousand poisonous demon spiders and hydras are very powerful beast clans.

"I'll just reluctantly embarrass it! The first time someone begged me to beat him to a cripple, I was a little embarrassed!"

A lot of people think it's funny! They don't understand why a five-year-old child has such a personality, changeable, humorous.

And from beginning to end, he seemed to be controlling the whole audience, and the emotions of the Shang family Zilin have always been controlled by him.

Is this a coincidence? Is it possible to control the emotions of the enemy?

"Kill!" Zilin didn't care about it this time, even if Ji Wenming shouted to stop, he didn't pay attention to it, his body was swift and sharp, and his claws were sharp, blocking Xi Wen's retreat from all directions.

"Vegetable snake crawling technique!" Ji Wenming's body shape is extremely strange, seeing the gap between Zilin's claws, like a vegetable snake, strangely breaking away from the blockade of the Aquila claws, and then sometimes jumping and moving like a spirit monkey, sometimes like a tiger, performing all kinds of simple martial arts moves.

Everyone was stunned! Can the vegetable snake crawling technique be used like this? Can the tiger pounce fist still dodge?

The point is, how can this kid not be affected by the artistic conception of the Heavenly Eagle Claw Martial Dao?

"I'm tired of playing! Originally, I didn't want to hurt you for the sake of you giving me so many good things, but people don't hurt the tiger, the tiger hurts people's hearts, it's hard to be a good person! Then I will send you back to the West! Seven Wounds Fist!"