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Bang!

A hand that looked like a cowhide was slammed into the trunk of a tree. The calluses and the bark were ground together, and the bark was worn out.

With a punch, it turned into a stone wall with claws concentrated and smooth, and the fingers were like blades, and the stone powder fell straight down where it was caught. With a ferocious close elbow blow, the hill seemed to be shaken by this blow.

Like a tiger, like a cheetah, if you don't move, it's enough, and if you move, it's a thunderous blow. That kind of ferocity and violence came to the face, and it was shocking.

"Catch it!"

A Zhang Bafang Heaven Painting Halberd was thrown in the air, Teng Mo took off and grabbed Fang Tian's Painting Halberd, and with a flick of his wrist, the violent and ferocious force immediately moved Heaven and Earth.

The big stone in the middle of it was slammed, and it was struck by Fang Tian's halberd. Every inch of Teng Mo's arm was like steel, and he let out an angry roar, and the golden god slashed down.

This big stone was actually split into two wings and a half, and Fang Tian's halberd suddenly twisted the stone into countless pieces like a meat grinder. At the end, Fang Tian's halberd was thrown out heavily, and with a few rumbling sounds, it slowed down with an unrivaled momentum of breaking three trees in a row.

Shocked! Although it was not the first time they had seen it, the bandits were still shocked.

Wang Ce was wrong, the big-breasted girl is not a violent girl, this Teng Mo is. The so-called "Lu Bu ...... among the Red Rabbit People in the Horse", this is a solid female version of Lu Bu. Only when I saw this scene did I understand where the thick calluses on Teng Mo's hands came from.

Teng Mo took the hair handed by the maidservant, wiped the sweat, and in the excitement of the bandits, Fang Zi showed a little smile and happiness.

"Big niece, today you are this!" Long Yizheng gave a thumbs up, full of amazement and appreciation: "In the past, you couldn't split such a big stone, but today your cultivation has improved again?"

Teng Mo shook his head: "There is no progress for the time being, just ......" for a moment, with a touch of satisfaction: "It's all based on a momentum, and then a blow." Ten things can be done for twelve. ”

"Second uncle, what do you think?"

Mu Wencheng, the owner of the second village, is an old farmer who has to turn gray, and he snorts his cigarette pouch: "That's the truth." ”

Teng Mo is very vulgar to wipe the sweat on his chest and shoulder sockets with his hair, and it is inevitable that he will behave vulgarly and not very particular when he is in a bandit's den. They're bandits, and they don't plan to take the top prize, so they don't need to care too much about this.

Throwing the Mao Coin to the maidservant, Teng Moqian: "Second uncle and third uncle, I'll send you." ”

In the bumpy mountains, walk slowly all the way. Mu Wencheng's eyes changed, and when he saw that there was no one around, he said slowly: "Eldest girl, you have something to say! It's been a few days since Wang Ce left, I think, you should also find me and the second child." ”

Few people will notice that Teng Mo is always half a body behind the two elders. At this time, he suddenly strode and became side by side: "Second uncle, third uncle, there are only three of us in the cottage." ”

"You said that with my performance today, can I compete with the second uncle and third uncle?"

Mu Wencheng and Long Yizheng looked at each other: "We are old, and our skills are not as good as before." But this person lives longer, and he has to be more experienced, girl, you. ”

Teng Mo said lightly: "Wang Mu said something to me, he said that there are only two ways to be a bandit. Either be a stepping stone for the soy sauce messenger of justice, or be the biggest and strongest, and then turn positive, or you will always be a temporary worker. ”

I don't understand that, but I understand what he's saying. It's time for the cottage to change. ”

A glint appeared in Mu Wencheng's eyes: "It should be changed, how it should be changed, then it must be discussed carefully." ”

At this time, it was a cliffside path. A fierce look appeared in Teng Mo's eyes: "Second uncle, Wang Ce's news was told by you to the third uncle." You know better than us what kind of person Wang Ce is. ”

"In the past hundred years of the Northern Tang Dynasty, he was the only seventeen-year-old four-rank minister. In the history of the two yas of the Northern Tang Dynasty, the first high-ranking official with real power to hold positions in both yayas. ”

"Wang Ce is one of the six talents of the new generation of the Northern Tang Dynasty. His fiancée, Zhu Haitang, is recognized as a six-day talent, and his future father-in-law is the commander of the Beiya. Deeply favored by the emperor. ”

Teng Mo didn't move forward, just stuck in the most dangerous part of the cliff path, and from left to right, he fell into the abyss at any time: "Second uncle, you know better than me." I didn't ask, where did you know about it, because you are the second uncle, and you are finding a way for the cottage. ”

Mu Wencheng's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Girl, what do you want to do." ”

Teng Mo said sincerely: Uncle Liuer, I have found a way out of the cottage. You are old, you should give up, don't hurt the friendship. ”

"Just rely on Wang Ce, girl, you probably don't know that this Wang Ce has always had a reputation for cunning in the Northern Tang Dynasty. But what he is more famous for is another thing!" Mu Wencheng said coldly: "He is most famous for not believing in his words. ”

Teng Mo was categorical: "I believe him!"

"The Northern Tang Dynasty is thriving, and it is the best way out for cottages. Wang Ce is an important minister of the Northern Tang Dynasty and a martial arts genius, and I intend to marry him for this reason. In reason, he is me, and he is also the best choice, even the only choice, for the cottage. ”

Teng Mo's expression did not move, and he said lightly: "Second uncle, third uncle, you may not know." I have tried Wang Ce's skills, he is not a genius in vain, and his actual combat power is considerable. Even I, I'm afraid I can't hate to take him. ”

Long Yizheng was suddenly moved: "How could it be! It is said that he is just a Gangfeng Realm." ”

Teng Mo's expression finally changed, and he was stunned...... Sewing refused to admit defeat: "No, he has entered the Nine Realms of True Martial Arts, and it should be the Fire Realm!"

Hiss! Mu Wencheng and Long Yizheng instantly gasped and spread their wings to renew the cold air, unable to restrain the fierce waves in their hearts. Teng Mo's twenty-five-year-old Dou Gang was shocked in their eyes, but at this time, a seventeen-year-old genius who might enter the three realms of sword qi at any time suddenly appeared.

Don't talk about a cottage, even the Emperor Dalu can't wait to stuff his daughter to Wang Ce.

Teng Mo stared at the two elders with changing expressions: "I am the master of the village, the road, I have chosen." I am looking for a way out for my brother in the cottage, who stands in the way. ”

"Then I'll be a killer. A faint hint of blood was brought out.

In the bleak cold wind, Mu Wencheng's complexion changed greatly when he heard the sound, as if he wanted to be blown under the cliff by the wind, and his general anxiety and anger were mixed.

The cold wind was cold, and Teng Moxiu danced fiercely: "Second uncle, you watched me grow up, don't you know me?"

"If I'm going to kill you, I'll kill you with dignity. Not here, not to kill at this time. I'm going to kill you, and you can't stop it. I can't stop my brothers from finding a way out. ”

Mu Wencheng's old arm trembled slightly.

Teng Mo looked into the distance faintly, and the clouds and mist were deep: "What Wang Ce means is that let's serve him and only obey his orders." "Long Yizheng and Mu Wencheng were stunned, not the Northern Tang Dynasty?

"Wang Ce is a genius, his other fiancée Zhu Haitang is a genius, and I am also a genius. The power and influence of the second uncle and the third uncle, the three geniuses, will always be greater than the two. How is it now, after ten years, and again?"

Mu Wencheng and Long Yizheng's faces suddenly changed: "Did you think of it?"

Foaming out of the mind for a while. She asked to marry, but Wang Ce first denied it, and agreed the next day. She asked why, and Wang Ce answered her like that.

"The owner of the village, the owner of the village, it's not good. ”

A gangqi master hurried over with a pale face, shouting: "Village master, a master has come to ask Wang Ce's whereabouts." ”

Teng Mo raised his eyebrows with a thick eyebrow: "It's from Sword God Mountain?"

"I don't know!" The gang qi master swallowed: "It seems, it seems to be Wuzun!"

"Don't be afraid, tell him the whereabouts of the four masters. Teng Mo explained, and looked at Yunhai for a while: "He said it again, I don't know if it's from Bengshen Mountain." ”

Wang Ce, you promise that in a year, you will definitely come back to give Shanzhai a real way out. If you don't keep your word, I'll kill you.

"Hat-man?"

When he left the cottage, the hat man thought about the nickname given to him by a prank boy, and when he thought about it, he suffered several losses, but he didn't have much hatred. Approximately, Wang Ce is really fun and good at playing.

He will hate Wang Ce and kill Wang Ce, but it is difficult to really hate Wang Ce.

Thinking about his thoughts, the man in the hat rushed to a certain place to meet someone, and together they re-embarked on the path of tracking: "Lord, there are some things I don't understand. ”

The man in black said lightly: "You mean the legend of the Martial God Scroll, you know." ”

The hat man nodded, this is not a secret to many people: "The three Martial God Scrolls hide three big secrets respectively. One of them is the great secret of achieving the realm of the Martial God. ”

"No one has ever known the secrets. The man in black was indifferent: "What is a thing that can't solve the riddle, what is going to do? Give it to him, and he won't look at it, and he won't understand it. ”

It's not the deification of the Nine Realms, it's not that you can't understand the Martial God Scroll. The man in the hat nodded, and the man in black said: "The five people who escaped under the main door of the Wenxiu Gong Spreading Wings Renewal Group back then were all talented and talented people. Now I'm afraid it's time for two or three martial artists. ”

"Martial God Scroll, I'm not showing it to Wang Ce, I'm showing it to the people around him. ”

The hat man confirmed his conjecture and hesitated, "It's just that I still don't understand, Lord. Why, you say you can put it in this game of chess in the Northern Tang Dynasty, but you just care about a Wang Ce!"

The man in black asked rhetorically, "Let me ask you, is Wang Ce a martial arts genius?"

"Yes. The seventeen-year-old Gang Fengjing can be regarded as a talent of a continent. "This can't be argued, the embarrassment that affinity brought to Wang Ce twice was beaten to pieces by the male war spirit.

"Does Tang Wuqing favor Wang Ce to the point of sparing no expense?"

"Yes!" The man still couldn't deny that there were too many people in the past year, which was enough to prove the emperor's position.

"Does Wang Ce have any other backers around him?"

"Yes. The disciples of the lord of Wenxiu are probably looking for him. ”

The hat-man admitted. Even if there are only two or three Wuzun, it is still a very strong force.

"On the eve of the Lantern Festival, there was a shocking change in the big hall, which was caused by Ji Qian's defeat. Ji Qianfu can make a shot for him once, will there be a second time?"

A name that thundered like thunder, the hat man's face immediately changed, and he didn't even have anything to say. As long as Ji Qianfu has the slightest possibility of making a second move for Wang Ce, it is enough to make everyone pay attention to it.

Ji Qian's absolute force is enough to overthrow a medium-sized country. No one can afford it, no one wants to take a second shot.

The man hesitated for a while: "Lord, Wang Ce's little son has always been unpredictable, you say, will he know that you are not dead?"

The man in black held a wisp of wind for a long time before he could answer faintly:

"I don't know if I can hide it from him. ”